When Wen Tianxiang wrote this poem, the Mongols were attacking the Southern Song Dynasty on a large scale, and the troops in the Southern Song Dynasty were losing ground. The poet wants to repel the enemy, but he can't actually allow it. Treacherous court officials are in power, and everything is constrained, without the assistance of outstanding military talents. He was very sad.
The moon rose to the zenith, as if to split the cloud in half. The cloud is like a broken bridge with a balcony made of jade in the middle. It was late at night, and a crane flew over the bright moon. It happened that Su Like Dongpo flew from Chibi by crane.