Tang-Liu Zongyuan
There are no birds in the mountains,
A thousand roads without footprints.
A boat, a bamboo cloak,
An old man was fishing in the cold river snow.
Note: This is a poem about snow and love. Looking around Qian Shan in the heavy snow, I can't see a bird; Looking for thousands of roads, I can't see a pedestrian. There is only a lonely boat, sitting on a fisherman wearing hemp fiber and hat, braving the heavy snow and fishing alone on the cold river. Between the lines reveals the author's harsh situation and loneliness.
Fly away: I can't see the bird.
Dai Li Weng: An old man wearing a hat.