I, Meng Haoran, although a famous poet in the Tang Dynasty, have outstanding talents, but I have never been reused. I have never been an official in my life. How talented! In order to relieve my depression, I often travel and relax. I have been away for a long time, but I miss my hometown very much. Dear relatives in my hometown, how are you now? Are you happy? Do you know how much I miss you?
On this day, I floated on Jiande River all day. It's near dusk and it's getting late. I should find a place to live. Thinking of this, I moved the boat over and docked at the sandbar in the river. As the sun sets, it seems to be swallowed up by the river, which reminds me of new worries. No one can understand me and comfort me? Looking around, the vast wilderness and the low sky seem to cover everything. The trees on the nearby shore trembled in the evening breeze. The sky looks lower than a tree! In the clear river, there is only one bright moon quietly accompanying me. See here, I can't help feeling, can't help but blurt out:
"When my boat was moored in the fog,
As the sun fades, old memories begin.
How wide the world is, how close the trees are to heaven,
How clear the moon is on the water! . "
I really want everyone in the world to know how I feel now. May my descendants read this poem and comfort my lonely heart!