This is a poem in Li Shangyin's Notes on a Rainy Night.
The whole poem of "A Note to Friends in the North on a Rainy Night" is as follows: You ask that the return date is undecided, and the rain rises in the autumn pool in the evening. When * * * cut the candle at the west window, but talk about the rain at night.
You asked me the date of going home. I haven't set a date yet. At the moment, it is raining in evening rain, and the autumn pool is full of rain. When can we have a long talk by candlelight and tell each other our thoughts in the rainy night tonight?
Appreciation of the whole poem:
The first two sentences of this poem, with questions and answers and descriptions of the immediate environment, illustrate the lonely feelings and deep thoughts for his wife. The last two sentences imagine the joy of meeting again in the future and compare with the loneliness tonight. This poem is improvised, showing the twists and turns of the poet's feelings in an instant. The language is concise, and there is no trace of modification in the wording and sentence making.
The second sentence "Autumn Pond with Rose in Late Rain" means that the poet tells his wife about his environment and mood. The rainy night in autumn mountain always evokes the sadness of leaving people. The poet expressed his infinite yearning for his wife with this scenery that sent people away from their thoughts. It seems to make people imagine that on an autumn night, the pond is full of water, and the poet is alone in the room, leaning on the bed and thinking. Thinking about his wife's life and mood at home at the moment; Recall their previous life together; Chew on my loneliness.
Three or four sentences, "Why cut the candle at the west window, but talk about the rain at night", are all beautiful imaginations for future reunion. Lonely thoughts in my heart can only be pinned on the future. At that time, the poet returned to his hometown, whispering with his wife under the Westinghouse window, and stayed up all night, so that the candlelight blossomed. They cut off the flowers, but they still have endless feelings of parting and endless joy of reunion. This poem not only describes the loneliness of listening to autumn rain in Bashan today, but also imagines the happiness when we meet tomorrow.