What a magnificent scenery Mount Tai is! Out of Qilu, green peaks can still be seen. The magical nature brings together thousands of beautiful mountains in the south and the separation between morning and dusk in the north. Layers of white clouds, cleaning the gully on the chest; The flat bird flew into the eye socket. Try to climb to the top of the mountain: it dwarfs all the peaks under our feet. This poem is a work of Du Fu's youth, full of the romance and passion of the poet's youth. There is not a word "king" in the whole poem, but it closely revolves around the word "full moon" in the poem, from far and near, to gazing, and finally to overlooking. The poet described the majestic atmosphere of Mount Tai, expressed his ambition to climb the peak and overlook everything, and was full of vigorous vitality.