《云赋》中写“空云图”时,有一段精彩的文字: 湛蓝湛蓝,高远莫测,一丝儿云也没有,一点儿尘也看不见,冰清玉润的月牙,象是“挂”在南天上,可细看,又无依无托,使人觉得好似从哪里飞来的一把神镰突然停 When “Clouding Clouds” was written in “Clouding Clouds,” there was a wonderful piece of text: azure blue, far-reaching and unpredictable, a childless cloud, and a bit of dust can’t be seen. The crescent moon is like “hanging”. In the southern sky, you can look closely and you don’t have to rely on it to make people feel as if a dragon suddenly came from where it came from.