After going through the college entrance examination, I have long been disgusted with the thinking of test questions.
The beginning is tragic beauty. Loneliness, white helplessness. When we wanted to fly a kite, there was no wind. It's a bit similar to the feeling in Xu Song's "Bad Boy" where you suddenly want to see heavy snow, but now it's summer. The goddess holds the kite and points to the sky, which means freedom. Kites were originally stars in the sky!
Well, as I pointed out later, to be honest, I can only be considered awake and no longer dreaming, but the moonlight looks so similar! The author shows the beauty of the poet.
All in all, there is nothing worth discussing in this article, and nothing can be learned from it.