打開筆記，天氣雪天，打開系統，天氣雨天，撐傘過橋底，在一處幽靜的江南水鄉，青石鋪就的窄巷蜿蜒曲折，粉墻黛瓦的屋舍錯落有致，墻壁上爬滿了翠綠的藤蔓，偶爾探出幾朵不知名的小花，或粉或紫，在微風中輕輕搖曳，巷子盡頭，有一座小巧的石拱橋橫跨于潺潺流水之上，橋下綠水悠悠，倒映著兩岸的景致，波光粼粼，一位身著月白色錦袍的公子，衣袂飄飄，手持一把繪有墨竹的折扇，對面是一位身著淡粉色羅裙的佳人，裙擺繡著精致的海棠花，發間一支珠翠步搖，隨著她的輕移蓮步，微微顫動，發出清脆悅耳的聲響，二人目光交匯，眼中滿是深情與羞澀，四周似有淡淡的花香彌漫，適合此場景的古風詩句，身無彩鳳雙飛翼，心有靈犀一點通，只緣感君一回顧，使我思君朝與暮。
暮春時節，江南的小鎮被雨幕溫柔包裹，遠處山巒如黛，在細雨中朦朧隱現，似一幅洇染的水墨畫卷，小鎮的青石板路被雨水洗刷得油光發亮，雨滴落下，濺起小小的水花，街邊林立著古樸的木質樓閣，飛檐斗拱在雨中更顯古樸雅致，雕花的窗欞半掩，窗內掛著幾幅書法卷軸隨風輕擺，一位身著藕色長裙的女子，站在樓閣的回廊之下，素手托腮，凝望著雨幕，她的裙擺隨風微動，發間的碧玉簪子泛著溫潤光澤，雨水順著房檐落下，形成一道道晶瑩水簾，匯入街道旁的溝渠，潺潺流淌，天地間一片煙雨朦朧，空氣中彌漫著清新的草木香氣，適配詩句，自在飛花輕似夢，無邊絲雨細如愁，南朝四百八十寺，多少樓臺煙雨中。
寒冬臘月，巍峨的燕山銀裝素裹，連綿起伏的山脈，似一條蜿蜒蟄伏的玉龍，在漫天飛雪中盡顯磅礴之態，山上蒼松翠柏，皆被厚雪壓枝，卻依舊傲然挺立，墨綠的枝葉從白雪間頑強擠出，宛如一幅幅天然的水墨丹青，山腳下，一座古雅的客棧靜立，客棧的屋頂覆著厚厚的積雪，檐角垂下長長的冰凌，在清冷的天光下折射出剔透光芒，客棧大門半掩，門旁的燈籠在風雪中輕輕搖晃，那微弱的紅光在一片潔白中顯得格外溫暖，客棧外，一條蜿蜒的古道向遠方伸展，路上行人寥寥，一位身著玄色披風的俠客，頭戴斗笠，斗笠上落滿雪花，披風邊緣的白色絨毛與雪色相融，他身姿挺拔，正冒雪前行，留下一串深深淺淺的腳印，很快又被新雪覆蓋，適配詩句，忽如一夜春風來，千樹萬樹梨花開，孤舟蓑笠翁，獨釣寒江雪。
雪紛紛揚揚地灑落，將整個京城裝點得如夢如幻，紫禁城那朱紅色的宮墻，此刻落滿了潔白雪花，紅白相間，美得動人心魄，琉璃瓦上積著厚厚的雪，在微光下閃爍著細碎光芒，似無數星辰墜落其上，宮苑內，曲折的回廊蜿蜒伸展，廊下懸掛的紅色宮燈，被雪花環繞，散出柔和光暈，一位身著緋紅宮裝的佳人，身姿婀娜，發間珠翠熠熠生輝，她身旁是身著明黃色錦袍的天子，袍上金龍似在雪中欲騰空而起，二人攜手漫步于御花園中，四周紅梅傲雪綻放，點點嫣紅與漫天白雪相互映襯，雪花落在他們的肩頭，卻渾然不覺，彼此目光交匯，滿是深情，仿佛整個天地間只有對方的存在，適配詩句，皚如山上雪，皎若云間月，雪滿山中高士臥，月明林下美人來。
Openthenotebook.Theweatherissnowy.Openthesystem.Theweatherisrainy.Holdinganumbrella，walkingunderthebridge.
Inaquietwater-towninthesouthoftheYangtzeRiver，thenarrowalleyspavedwithbluestoneswindandtwist.Thehouseswithwhitewallsandblacktilesarescatteredinanorderlymanner.Greenvinesclimballoverthewalls，andoccasionallyafewunknownsmallflowers，eitherpinkorpurple，swaygentlyinthebreeze.Attheendofthealley，asmallstone-archbridgespansthegurglingstream.Underthebridge，thegreenwaterflowsgently，reflectingthesceneryonbothbanks，withglisteningripples.Ayoungmaninamoon-whitebrocaderobe，withhissleevesfluttering，holdsafoldingfanpaintedwithblackbamboo.Oppositehimisabeautyinalight-pinksilkskirt.TheskirtisembroideredwithdelicateChinesefloweringcrabapple.Apearl-and-jadehairpininherhairtremblesslightlywithhergentlesteps，makingaclearandpleasantsound.Theireyesmeet，filledwithdeepaffectionandshyness.Thereseemstobeafaintfragranceofflowersintheair.Ancient-stylepoemssuitableforthissceneare:“ThoughIhavenowingslikethoseofthebright-coloredphoenixtoflytoyou，yetourheartsarelinkedasifbyonetouchoftherhinoceroshorn.““Justbecauseyoulookedbackatmeonce，Ithinkofyoudayandnight.“
Inthelatespring，thesmalltowninthesouthoftheYangtzeRiverisgentlywrappedinacurtainofrain.Thedistantmountainsarelikedarkblueribbons，faintlyvisibleinthedrizzle，likeanink-washpainting.Thebluestoneroadsinthetownarewashedshinybytherain.Raindropsfall，splashingsmallwater-flowers.Alongthestreetstandsimpleandunsophisticatedwoodenpavilions.Theupturnedeavesandbracketslookmoreprimitiveandelegantintherain.Thecarvedwindow-latticesarehalf-closed，andseveralcalligraphyscrollshanginginsidethewindowswaygentlywiththewind.Awomaninalotus-coloredlongskirtstandsunderthecorridorofthepavilion，restingherchinonherhand，gazingattheraincurtain.Herskirtswaysslightlywiththewind，andthejasperhairpininherhairglowswithawarmluster.Rainwaterfallsalongtheeaves，formingcrystal-clearwatercurtainsandflowingintotheditchesbesidethestreet，gurgling.Theworldishazyinthemistyrain，andtheairisfilledwiththefresharomaofplants.Suitablepoemsare:“Fallingflowers，carefreeasadream;boundlessdrizzle，fineasmelancholy.““IntheSouthernDynasties，therewerefourhundredandeightytemples;howmanypavilionsinthemistandrain.“
Inthetwelfthlunarmonthofwinter，thetoweringYanshanMountainiscoveredinwhitesnow.Thecontinuousmountainsarelikeawindinganddormantjadedragon，showingamajesticappearanceintheflyingsnow.Thegreenpinesandcypressesonthemountainareallweigheddownbythicksnow，yettheystillstandproudly.Thedark-greenbranchesandleavesstubbornlysqueezeoutfromthewhitesnow，justlikenaturalink-washpaintings.Atthefootofthemountain，anancientandelegantinnstandsquietly.Theroofoftheinniscoveredwiththicksnow，andlongicicleshangfromtheeaves，refractingacrystal-clearlightinthecoldsky.Theinndoorishalf-closed，andthelanternbesidethedoorswaysgentlyinthewindandsnow.Thefaintredlightlooksparticularlywarmintheexpanseofwhite.Outsidetheinn，awindingancientroadstretchesintothedistance.Therearefewpedestriansontheroad.Aknightinablackcape，wearingabamboohatcoveredwithsnowflakes，withthewhitefluffontheedgeofthecapeblendingwiththesnow，standstallandstraight，walkinginthesnow，leavingaseriesoffootprints，whicharesooncoveredbynewsnow.Suitablepoemsare:“Suddenly，asifthespringbreezehadcomeovernight，thousandsofpeartreeswereinbloom.““Anoldmaninastraw-raincoatandbamboohatinalonelyboat，fishingaloneinthecoldriversnow.“
Thesnowfallsprofusely，decoratingtheentirecapitalcitylikeadream.ThevermilionpalacewallsoftheForbiddenCityarenowcoveredwithwhitesnow.Thecombinationofredandwhiteisbreathtakinglybeautiful.Theglazedtilesarecoveredwiththicksnow，twinklingwithfinelightinthefaintglow，asifcountlessstarshavefallenonthem.Intheimperialgarden，thewindingcorridorsstretch.Theredpalacelanternshangingunderthecorridorsaresurroundedbysnowflakes，emittingasofthalo.Abeautyinascarletpalacedress，withagracefulfigureandshiningpearlsandjadeinherhair，isbesidetheemperorinabright-yellowbrocaderobe.Thegoldendragonontherobeseemstobeabouttosoarintotheskyinthesnow.Thetwowalkhandinhandintheimperialgarden.Redplumblossomsbloomdefiantlyinthesnowaroundthem.Thedotsofbrightredcontrastwiththeflyingsnow.Snowflakesfallontheirshoulders，buttheydon'tnotice.Theireyesmeet，filledwithdeepaffection，asifonlytheotherexistsinthewholeworld.Suitablepoemsare:“Aswhiteasthesnowonthemountain，asbrightasthemoonamongtheclouds.““Thenoblerecluseliesinthesnow-coveredmountain;thebeautycomesinthemoon-litforest.“