Tang Libai
The foot of my bed is shining with such bright light. Is it frosty already? .
Looking up, I found it was moonlight, sinking again, and I suddenly remembered home.
Introduction:
Silent Night Thinking is a five-line poem written by Li Bai, a poet in the Tang Dynasty. This poem describes the poet's feeling of looking up at the moon in the house on an autumn night. Metaphor and contrast are used to express his homesickness in his poems. The language is fresh and simple, with endless charm. It has been widely read.
Appreciate:
The first two sentences, a poet's momentary illusion in a specific foreign environment. Anyone who is in a foreign country will feel that the busyness during the day can dilute his sadness, and the homesickness will inevitably ripple in his heart in the dead of night. On a moonlit night, especially on a frosty autumn night, the word "doubt" is "may there have been frost?" Be vividly expressed. In a trance, the cold moonlight shining in front of the bed is mistaken for the thick frost on the ground. The word "frost" is better used, which not only describes the bright moonlight, but also expresses the cold of the season, and also sets off the loneliness and desolation of the poet when he is wandering in a foreign country.
The last two sentences deepen the homesickness through the portrayal of movements and expressions. The word "Wang" takes care of the word "doubt" in the previous sentence, indicating that the poet has changed from a daze to a sober one. Looking at the moon eagerly, he couldn't help thinking that his hometown was also under the bright moon, and naturally he came to the conclusion that "it sank back again, and I suddenly thought of home". The action of "bowing one's head" depicts that the poet is completely in meditation. The word "thinking" is for readers.
Just four poems, written fresh and simple, such as clear words. They are carefully conceived, deeply bent and blurted out without trace. The content is simple but rich. The content is easy to understand, but it is inexhaustible. What the poet didn't say was much more than what he had already said, which reflected the wonderful situation of "nature" and "no work and no heart"