Xijiang Moon Walking along Huangsha Road at Night —— Xin Qiji in Southern Song Dynasty
The moon on the horizon rose to the top of the tree, scaring away the magpies perched on the branches. The cool evening breeze seems to have spread to cicadas in the distance.
In the fragrance of rice and flowers, people talk about the harvest of a year, and frogs croak in their ears, as if in a bumper harvest year. In the old days, Maodian was near the forest, and the road turned to the stream bridge.
The bright moon rises, and magpies fly around the branches. The breeze blew in the middle of the night, bringing cicadas in the distance. Nose smells the fragrance of rice and flowers in the field, ears hear farmers talking: another bumper harvest year. The frog in the pond croaked in agreement.
At this time, there are seven or eight stars hanging in the sky, and it is drizzling in front of the mountain. The thatched shop where I used to live is near the Woods of the village community. I turned a corner on the bridge and saw it right away.
This word describes the field scenery seen by the author on a summer night, in which various rhetorical devices such as antithesis and personification are used. Through the "five-sense description", people have an immersive feeling. Huangshaling, located 40 miles west of Shangrao, is a small valley more than ten feet above the ground. There are two clear springs, which are just suitable for farmers to cultivate.