Original text
Moonlight/faint,
shrouded/outside the village/pine forest.
white clouds/clouds,
leaking out/what time/sparse stars.
Tianhe/where?
the distant/foggy sea.
I'm afraid there will be/Jiao Ren ashore,
to the moon/floating beads?
Interpretation of Poetry
This little poem has two sections.
in the first section, write about the moonlight and the night scene on earth. This is the poet standing on the ground writing the scenery. What is displayed in front of readers is a faint moonlight, which covers the pine tree outside the village; Between the clouds in the sky, a few stars are faintly exposed. In just four sentences, it depicts an extremely quiet and beautiful moonlit night scene, bringing people into a surreal dream world. This creates an atmosphere for the poet to develop associations below.
in the second section, write the story of Jiao Ren, a man of god at the bottom of the sea. The poet spread the wings of imagination and flew to the vast starry sky, describing a sad story. The poet looked up and saw a foggy Tianhe, which caused countless people in ancient and modern times to associate with the Tianhe, and the poet thought of legends and stories. But what the poet wrote this time is no longer the Cowherd and the Weaver Girl, but the legendary Jiao Ren. The story of the Cowherd and the Weaver Maid may be a household name, but the legend of Jiao Ren's beading may be unfamiliar to people. Facing the boundless Tianhe River, the poet can't really see anything, just by imagination, guessing that there will be Jiao Ren on the shore, floating on the moon. This is a very sad scene. In this moonlit moment, the poet thinks of Jiao Ren on the shore, and it is actually the poet himself who is thinking deeply about the moon. The poet's sadness, helplessness and melancholy at this time have turned into lines of poetry under such a bleak moonlight, which can also be regarded as the poet's "flowing beads".
This little poem, written during the poet's study in Japan, contains personal disappointment with the times, and also vaguely reveals his yearning for his motherland, hometown and relatives. Poetry is quiet, elegant and quiet, with the artistic conception and charm of classical poetry, like a serenade, which flows through people's hearts and gives people beautiful enjoyment.