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The story of Xilin wall
Su Shi moved from Huangzhou (now Huanggang, Hubei) to Ruzhou (now Linru, Henan) in the seventh year of Zongshen Yuanfeng (1084). When I went to Ruzhou, I passed through Jiujiang and visited Lushan Mountain with my friends. The magnificent landscape triggered a vigorous and magnificent idea, so I wrote several poems about Lushan Mountain. The title Xilin Wall is a summary after visiting Lushan Mountain. According to the chronology of Mr. Dongpo, who lived in the Southern Song Dynasty, we can know that this poem was written in May of the seventh year of Yuanfeng.

Edited on 20 16-09- 15.

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A short story about the title of Xilin wall

Su Shi wrote this poem in the autumn. Wan Li is clear. Su Shi and his father, brother and sister went to visit sairinji in Lushan Mountain with pleasant autumn scenery. Su Shi and his family came to Lushan Mountain. They got out of the carriage and couldn't wait to take a deep breath of fresh air, as if they had come to the natural oxygen bar. Su Shi looked around and saw the peaks rolling on. Like a turquoise dragon; More like a veiled fairy, a gust of wind blew slightly and the fairy danced. Su Shi led his elderly father, his younger brother and sister, and walked slowly along the winding path. No.1 middle school is majestic and lush. Ginkgo trees seem to be flapping their golden leaves, and the red face of maple leaves seems to welcome Su Shi and his family. The brook sings a beautiful song: "Ding Dong-Ding Dong." Sometimes. Just now, the continuous mountains disappeared, replaced by towering peaks, soaring into the sky. Some peaks are like swords, some are like green bamboo shoots ... The rocks are uneven: some are like peaches, some are like old people's heads, and some are like eagles spreading their wings ... Su Shi feels that he has entered a dreamland. Su Shi was full of poetry and brought his family with him.