Autumn Night in the Mountain is a poem by Wang Wei, a poet in Tang Dynasty. Its contents are as follows: after the rain, the mountains are empty and stand in the autumn night. The bright moon shed clear light from the cracks and cleared the fountain on the rocks. The bamboo forest is sonorous, the washerwoman returns, and the lotus leaves are swaying to get on the canoe. Spring spring might as well give it a rest, and the autumn sun can stay on the hills for a long time.
This poem describes the beautiful scenery of the mountain village and the simple folk customs of the villagers in the evening after the rain in the clear autumn of Chu, shows the poet's feelings for the pastoral scenery and his satisfaction with his seclusion, and expresses the beauty of personality and society with the beauty of nature in the mountains.
The whole poem combines the cool autumn on the mountain after the rain, the light of the bright moon in the pine forest, the sound of the clear spring on the stone, the laughter of the happy girl returning to the bamboo forest, and the dynamic feeling of fishing boats crossing the lotus, giving people a rich, vivid, fresh and natural feeling. Just like a fresh and beautiful landscape painting, it is also like a quiet and beautiful music, which embodies the creative characteristics of painting in Wang Wei's poems.
An autumn night in the mountains
Author Wang Wei, Tang Dynasty
The empty mountains are bathed in a new rain, and feel the early autumn at night.
The bright moon shed clear light from the cracks and cleared the fountain on the rocks.
The bamboo forest is sonorous, the washerwoman returns, and the lotus leaves are swaying to get on the canoe.
Spring spring might as well give it a rest, and the autumn sun can stay on the hills for a long time.
Translation?
The empty mountain is bathed in a new rain, and the arrival of night makes people feel that it is early autumn. The moon is clear and clear, and the clear spring is flowing. The bamboo forest was noisy until the washerwoman came back, and the lotus leaves swayed like canoes. The wheat straw in spring might as well let it rest, and the prince and grandson in the mountains can stay in autumn.