Moonlight is still the moonlight of youth, and the color of the earth is like the frost in Li Bai's poems.
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The moon is high in the sky and shines on the earth. Kyushu (the mainland of the motherland) is also the same color, and everything on the earth seems to be covered with a layer of silver gauze. Thousands of years later, it was still the frost at the foot of Li Taibai, and I missed my hometown on the other side as much as he did!
Pinyin [yuè gu ā ng há i shā sh m: o niá n de yuè gu ā ng, ji ǔ zh not u y and sè há i shā l ǐ bá i de shu ā ng]
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Author: Yu Guangzhong
The article "Monologue"
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Tradition: Moonlight is still a teenager's moonlight, and Kyushu is still Li Bai's cream.
Martian: I'm still young, and I'm a widow in nine states.
Classical Chinese: the moonlight is dim, and the nine-color frost is still white.
The sweet-scented osmanthus in Myanmar with raindrops makes me soft-hearted, and I don't miss home.
China people's feelings for food are mostly homesickness, homesickness and nostalgia for childhood.
Many more intense feelings of wandering and homesickness are beyond words, and can only be slowly realized with a small heart. When this heart stops beating, all this will be lost, perhaps lost in the waves, perhaps buried in the jungle, perhaps condensed in the windows of an old building in a foreign country.
Life is to stay at home, go out and go home. All our emotional, rational and will pursuits or attempts are nothing but homesickness in the soul. Want to find a person, a thing, a position, let our body and mind have a stable home in this vast world.
Miss Sophora japonica and Yu Qian in my hometown?
Miss the sweet-scented osmanthus and sunny days in my hometown