Author: Rong Er
Who took a machete,
cut the moon into eyebrows,
WU GANG put away the osmanthus wine,
let me drink this homesickness.
I want to tell her my sorrow,
Xing Er pulled a piece of white clouds to cover her head,
Wan Dou. Yaner is whispering in her nest,
Deng Er's eyes are too confused,
Chi Er also says that her heart is too bored,
Oh! Fortunately, that moth is ambitious.
She said that she would go all the way for me.
This poem expresses a feeling of missing by describing a series of concrete images such as the moon, stars, willow branches and ponds in the summer night. All the images are in the summer night, so all the emotional states point to a kind of lovesickness. The poetic eye of poetry is making me drink this sentence of longing for love, but it can't be said that this work is very good. On the contrary, it needs to be strengthened continuously.