I haven't read this poem before, but I think it's good after reading it. Let's talk about my own understanding of this poem: Li He got up in the morning and walked out of the yard to see rows of small trees on both sides of the road, with dew still vaguely left on the leaves. A small tree hints at the remoteness and desolation of this place, and at the same time reveals some melancholy plots in the poet's heart. At this time, he saw the dew hanging on the branches, and the wet words were chilly, which was also the embodiment of the protagonist's "doing nothing" because of depression. When the poet saw the catkin of a place, he was immediately surprised to think it was snow. After the surprise, the poet looked up and noticed that the rain in the field increased a few days ago. At this time, the hero's mood should be cheerful. A surprise broke the hero's inner confusion, and a later increase hinted at a bumper harvest and the poet rekindled hope. In the evening, sporadic bells came from the ancient temple. At this moment, the poet is looking at the moon hanging in the sky. The ancient temple, the bells and the waning moon create a distant and bleak picture, especially a broken word, which reveals the author's depressed feelings. The fishermen on the shore are trying to light the fishing boat by throwing stones, which is a very common thing. But when we think about the fate of the hero, the fire at this time is not only the fire that illuminates the fishing boat, but also the poet's inner expectation and desire for the fire that can illuminate his life direction. As far as the whole poem is concerned, the author uses the scenery to express his feelings, including feelings, feelings in the scenery and artistic conception, which makes readers and poets sing for it. In addition, the author uses metaphor and other rhetorical devices in his works to make the charm of poetry more vivid and profound.
That's all, it's purely a personal whim and doesn't meet the requirements of the landlord. Just have fun. Appreciating poetry, you can justify yourself. After all, everyone is not the author himself, and who knows what poetry thought at that time. Maybe the poet got up and went out for a walk in the morning, but it felt good. Who knows that I quarreled with my next-door neighbor at noon, and then complained to the moon through the ancient temple. By the way, he used the spirit of Ah Q to comfort himself, as if I was in this corner, suffering from the bird's breath in this broken moon, and one day a burning lamp would shine on me and enter glory.