The whole poem is as follows:
Autumn night, the rain is urgent, the wind blows and the grass cries. Cold light paves the way alone, think more about children and wives. Late at night, autumn is heavy and yellow leaves are hard to find. Looking at the dark lights in the future, have you ever left?
An operator's autumn night trip describes a bleak picture of autumn night. Walking alone on a cold rainy night, the author misses his relatives, wife and children more. Looking at the long road, when can I go home, I can't see the end of the road, and I don't want to leave home anymore.