Poems in A Moonlit Night Remembering Brothers

Think of my brothers on a moonlit night.

Author: Du Fu

A vagrant heard the drums heralding the battle, which was the first call of a wild goose on the border in autumn. The dew turns to frost tonight, and the moonlight at home is bright!

Brothers are scattered, and no one can ask about life and death. It is inevitable to send books. What can you expect in the war? .

The missing sentence is, "He knows that the dew will be frost tonight, and the moonlight at home is so bright! ."