What's the difference in writing between A Letter to a Northern Friend on a Rainy Night and Autumn Sophora? That's better.

Write to my wife in the north on a rainy night.

Li shangyin

When you ask about the return date, it's hard to say, evening rain, Manqiuchi.

When * * * cut the candle at the west window, but talk about the rain at night. This poem is improvised, showing the twists and turns of the poet's feelings in an instant. The language is simple, and there is no trace of modification in wording and sentence making. Most of Li Shangyin's poems are rich in rhetoric, exquisite in allusions and good at symbols and hints. This "Notes to a friend in the North on a Rainy Night" shows another style of Li Shangyin's poetry: simple and natural, but with the artistic characteristics of "deep sustenance and gentle wording". The whole poem is not embedded with any difficult allusions or Luo Zhi's "elegant and exquisite" language, but tells a scene of a traveler writing home in ordinary language, but a few words bring readers endless aesthetic feelings. The reason why poetry can be "unpretentious, but indifferent and tasteless" in the simplicity of nature is because the poet "blends in" his existing life and feelings, so poetry is full of vitality; "Beyond the outside", so poetry also has lofty goals. Here, the author intends to interpret the text directly, instead of "knowing people and discussing the world", so as to lead readers into this well-known poem with strong real life color.

"When you ask about the return date, it is natural for the poet to put pen to paper, but it is extremely heavy. From this question and answer, the reader can suddenly think that this is a traveler sitting alone by the window, holding a "letter from home" from his lover that he just received, and a piece of open reply stationery, but his hand is as heavy as a thousand miles, and I don't know where to start. It is happy to receive a letter from home, but sad to reply, because this is a question that I don't know the answer to. In just a few words, the poet's emotional turmoil is included. In desperation, I have to honestly explain: are you asking if the return date has not been set yet? Clever letter pen, natural and true! The word "Jun" in Wen Jun points out that the object of the poet's dialogue now is "Jun". From the full text, readers can see at a glance that this gentleman is a relative and lover in the poet's reality. " Jun asked, "What? Find the date of return! The "problem" of the date of return shows that the other party needs to know and care about when the poet will return, and the feeling of mutual hope is vividly on the paper. It is not difficult to imagine that at this moment, in my hometown thousands of miles away, the people who care most about me are expecting, but the people who expect can't guarantee a return date, feeling guilty, sorry and helpless, and really don't know what to do!

I wanted to reply to Autumn Rain at Night, but I didn't know when I would return, so I had to look around and talk about it. When he put pen to paper, the poet heard the rain falling outside, and the sadness in his chest filled the whole time and space like the rain in the autumn pond. The word "Shang" expresses the poet's subtle, unpredictable and complicated regret and helplessness. The height of Bashan Mountain and the infiltration of night rain are far behind, let alone meet each other. At this moment, the night is already deep, and it is raining like a weave outside, venting the sadness that the poet can't solve. Poets can only express their sincere, strong and sad inner world through their unique emotional expression-"writing poems". The late rain aggravated and deepened the poet's troubles and sorrows, but this kind of sorrow is not overwhelming, but a long stream of water, which is "happy without lewdness, sad without injury." Here, the author uses the common images of mountains, rain and autumn pond to render a painting mirror with long mountains and long roads and misty rain at night, which implies the author's lonely and helpless thoughts.

When * * * cuts candles at the west window. In an instant, the poet took a sharp turn and used the word "when" (when) to turn to the once beautiful past and to the promising future as beautiful as the past. What happened? Perhaps, the poet looked around in the silence full of sadness and rain at night. Facing the flickering lights, the poet naturally recalled a classic and warm picture of the past two feelings. The west window may be a "code word" that only the parties can understand! That is, under the west window that both sides remember, the withered wick was cut off with scissors. This pair of candles may be red candles when they are newly married, or they may be candles for reunion after parting. Maybe they held hands and cut it. Maybe when they cut candles, they saw a pair of accompanying silhouettes projected from the west window and smiled at each other. This is just familiar.

Therefore, the poem "Cut the candle at the west window" symbolizes the warm past, reminds the bleak present and expresses the bright future; It may be a real scene in reality, or it may be a deep imagination that condenses good wishes and is convenient for expressing lovers' love words. It will always be a classic and warm picture, which supports the soul of the whole poem and melts into an infinite affectionate "* * * Cut the candle at the west window", which not only soothes the poet's own lonely soul, but also soothes the desire of another "gentleman" to look through the autumn water. Although it is a "moon in the water, a flower in the mirror", it is a good way to treat the suffering of lovesickness and support the lives of both sides. Here, the solitary reality of "Late Rain" and the virtual reality of "Cut Candles at the West Window" formed a sharp contrast and echo, which created an illusory and real artistic world for this poem, making readers wonder what I am and what things are. Looking at things from my point of view, Late Rain is also full of sadness; Looking at me with things is a "candle at the west window", laughing at my dreams in loneliness.

The poet in Late Rain is immersed in the beautiful imagination of "cutting candles at the west window". He looked around a room with a clear light and a lonely shadow, and the wick crackled. He went to remove the candle ash alone, and saw that the imaginary Qiushui Iraqis had gone to blowing in the wind, and only a lonely and weak scholar sighed, which was not only heartbreaking. The converged imagination will eventually become flowing water, but it is just a tearful smile. Returning to the real situation "Late Rain", loneliness is still empty. "Late Rain" appeared twice in this article, but the situation and position were completely different. One is a vivid and sad reality, and the other is a sad review of today when we meet in the future, and this future review is just an imagination of the poet at this moment. What is particularly complicated is that the poet's imagination of the content of future comments is the contrast between the beauty of "cutting candles at the west window" that happened in the past and the rain at this moment. The interweaving of time and space and complex feelings contained in the poem can be said to be far beyond the first sentence in Marquez's One Hundred Years of Solitude: many years later, Colonel Aureliano will definitely think of the distant afternoon when his father took him to visit the ice field. Li Shangyin has indeed reached the writing realm described by Mei: the scene that is difficult to write is like the present, and there are countless words. Poets go beyond the usual norms of poetry writing and only seek "vivid". Compared with most of Li Shangyin's beautiful and exquisite works, this poem can really be described as "getting old and mature, gorgeous and plain" by Su Shi.

Zhu Guangqian once said, "the realm of poetry is to see eternity in an instant, to show greatness in the dust, and to tolerate infinity in the finite." This poem by Li Shangyin can be regarded as a powerful proof that a good poem is inseparable from readers, and its language is like a flow. It can cross the maze of time and space and impress readers in different times and situations. Even if readers don't know who Li Shangyin is, his poems can still make people feel ups and downs after "the truth is hidden", which is a really good work. It is well-deserved to write a short message to a friend in the north on a rainy night.