I want to know who Qiu Si belongs to and which poem he wrote.

This poem was written by Wang Jian of the Tang Dynasty. What is the original text? There are crows in Bai Shu and osmanthus in Coody Leng in the atrium. I don't know who Qiu Si will meet tonight. ? You can tell by reading the complete poem, actually? I wonder whose house Qiu Si belongs to? This is not a question at all, but a statement. The poet asked the man who looked at the moon, whose family Qiu Si was. In fact, he didn't want to write his own thick Qiu Si, so it was unnecessary to add a question mark.

In many poems, many poets don't want to describe their feelings positively and pin their feelings on images, or as Wang Jian set? Know perfectly well past ask? In fact, this way can better express your feelings. ? Bai Shu crow in the atrium? The artistic conception is already beautiful. Here are two images, one is moonlight and the voice of a crow and a magpie. The poet made full use of his senses, saw the moonlight shining on the ground like frost, and heard the crows and magpies in the trees gradually decreasing.

This sentence is about a quiet night and a stable environment. ? Coody Leng Silent Wet Osmanthus fragrans? Just reading this poem makes people feel cold. It may have just rained, and osmanthus smells wet. The moonlight of sweet-scented osmanthus combined with the above sentence reminds people of the sweet-scented osmanthus tree in Guanghan Palace. The poet really thinks about the moon hanging in the sky all the time. I have to say that such poems are beautiful and thought-provoking. In fact, the first half of writing about scenery shows a poet's mentality.

Tonight, the moon is very bright, attracting people to watch it, and those who watch it, who are pinning their thoughts on it? The poet should be disappointed when he asks this sentence. Few people in this world can easily express their deep love for each other. Like a poet, he poured out his lovesickness sideways. You see, he seems to be asking others without doing anything, but he is actually asking himself, knowing perfectly well. What about the one in the last poem? Fall? Ci embodies the poet's light cloud and light wind and his grasp of moonlight.