万里江天杳霭,一村烟树微茫。只欠孤篷听雨,恍如身在潇湘。淡淡晓山横雾,茫茫远水平沙。安得绿蓑青笠,往来泛宅浮家。这是尤袤题米元晖潇湘图的二首小诗,在我们的眼前仿佛展开一幅连绵无穷的长卷:永恒的云烟苍茫,永恒的峰峦叠嶂;那永远没有尽头的一叶扁舟,仿佛沉落遗忘于宇宙悠渺的太空中,进入一个旷邈深远的梦。 Wanli River Tianzao Margaret, a village smuggled trees. Only to the canopy to hear the rain, Huang Ru like Xiaoxiang. Dim Sum Xiaoshan fog, the vast far sand. Andean green 蓑 Green Li, pan and float floating home. This is the second poem of Yuan-Hui Xiaoxiang in Yu Youmu’s book. It looks like an endless long scroll in front of us: the everlasting clouds of smoke and the evergreen mountainous peaks and valleys; Fall forgotten in the space universe, into a far-reaching dream.