In June 756 AD, the rebels of An Shi Rebellion breached Tongguan, Li Longji fled, and the rebels occupied Chang 'an. Du Fu took his wife and children to his uncle in Baishui County, who was also dying, and finally fled to a small mountain village in the northwest of Yanzhou and settled down. Soon, Tang Suzong acceded to the throne. As a courtier, Du Fu bid farewell to his wife and children and went to Lingwu. On the way, he was escorted back to Chang 'an, where he was bled by the rebels of An Shi Rebellion. On the night of Mid-Autumn Festival, Du Fu was uncertain about his future and thought of his wife and children in the small mountain village. Obviously, Du Fu himself misses his wife and children very much, but it is always used to describe the situation that his wife misses himself, which reflects his feelings of missing.
The whole poem "Moonlit Night" is written in Fuzhou, far away. She is looking at the moonlight and watching it alone from the window of her room. For our boys and girls, poor little baby, too young to know where the capital is. Her cloudy hair is sweet with mist, and her jade-white shoulders are cold in the moonlight. When can we lie on the screen again and look at the bright light and stop crying? . In the first four sentences of Moonlit Night, the poet imagines his wife looking up at the bright moon and remembering the wonderful time spent with her in Chang 'an. Although we are hungry and cold together, our hearts are warm. Now, I am trapped in the rebels in Chang 'an, and my life and death are unpredictable, so I can't accompany you. The only thing that makes me feel gratified is that my wife is accompanied by her daughter. On second thought, my daughter is still young, without a wife to take care of her, and she can't understand her yearning for Chang 'an, so she is a little more worried and yearning for her.
Her cloudy hair is sweet with mist, and her jade-white shoulders are cold in the moonlight. ? The wife stood in the courtyard for too long, showing deeper weight, and her clothes were wet with fog, which was a poet's imagination. The poet is no longer with his wife. He is worried that she has not taken good care of her health. He wishes he had the ability to walk on clouds, put on a dress and put it on his beloved wife, full of love and envy others. ? When can we lie on the screen again and look at the bright light and stop crying? . ? Missing and caring, tears blurred Du Fu's eyes. He asked himself when he could be with his wife so that she would not live in fear. We often see Du Fu's national righteousness of worrying about the country and the people, but we never thought that he was also a delicate lover.