远看山有色，
近听水无声。
春去花还在，
人来鸟不惊。
这是一首诗，这是一幅画，这是为一幅画而创作的一首诗，这是因一首诗而扬名的一幅画。这就是诗中有画，画中有诗。但这首诗告诉你画与现实有很大的反差。
诗人王维对着一幅画，凝视着一幅画：看远处的山往往是模糊的，但画上的山色却很清楚。在近处听流水，应当听到水声，但画上的流水却无声。在春天盛开的花，随着春天的逝去就凋谢了；而画上的花，不管在什么季节，它都盛开着。人走近停在枝头上的鸟，它就会受惊飞走；但画上的鸟，即使你走近了，它也不会惊飞。
这首诗短短20字，构成一幅完整的山水花鸟图。看起来似乎行行违反自然规律，其实正是暗中设谜，把画景与实景对照描述，显示了画的形神兼备。对仗工整，尤其是诗中多组反义词运用，使其节奏清晰，平仄分明，韵味十足，读来琅琅上口。同时诗中的画似乎代表着一种梦想，一种可见而不可得的梦想，但那种梦想只是在人的心灵处于一种安静的状态中我们才能够想起。但实际上不可得，诗人唯有带着淡淡的幽思去寻觅世间最后的能够寄托情怀的这一幅画。
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This is a poem, this is a painting, this is a poem created for a painting, this is a painting famous for a poem. This is where there is painting in poetry, and there is poetry in painting. But this poem tells you that there is a big contrast between painting and reality.
Poet Wang Wei was facing a painting and gazing at a painting: looking at the mountains in the distance is often blurred, but the colors of the mountains on the painting are very clear. Listening to the flowing water in the vicinity, you should hear the sound of the water, but the flowing water on the painting is silent. The flowers blooming in spring fade with the passing of spring; and the flowers painted are blooming no matter what season. When a person approaches a bird that stops on a branch, it flies away in fright; but the bird on the painting does not frighten even if you approach.
This poem is only 20 characters long, which constitutes a complete landscape, flower and bird figure. It may seem that acting in violation of the laws of nature. In fact, it is a mystery behind the scenes. The contrast between the painting scene and the actual scene shows that the painting has both form and spirit. Against neatness, especially the use of multiple sets of antonyms in the poem, it makes the rhythm clear, flat and clear, and full of charm, and it reads very well. At the same time, the painting in the poem seems to represent a dream, a visible and unavailable dream, but that dream can only be remembered when the human mind is in a quiet state. But in fact, it is not available. The poet can only look for the last painting in the world that can hold his feelings with a touch of contemplation.
