Turn to Zhuge, low-lying sleepless.

Su Shi is my favorite poet, not only because of his excellent poetry, writing and calligraphy, but also because of his optimistic and open-minded personality. Although a Mid-Autumn Festival poem "When will there be a bright moon?" It expresses the thoughts of family members, and it ends with "Chanjuan thousands of miles away", which breaks away from the sentimental emotional stereotype of ordinary Mid-Autumn Festival poems and comforts all strangers in the world.

What I like most about this word is not the famous phrase "I wish people a long time, a thousand miles away" or "What's it like to dance out of the shadows", but the first three sentences of Xiaque: "Turn to Zhuge, stay low, never sleep". Moonlight turns the scarlet pavilion and shines low on the insomniacs in the room through the carved doors and windows. "Turn" and "low" bring the movement of moonlight to life. Just three sentences make me feel immersive, as if I were lying on Zhu Ge's bed, watching the rise and fall of the moon, the circulation of moonlight, and thinking about distant relatives.