In the evening, I was unhappy and drove to Gu.
Sunset, infinitely beautiful, only near dusk.
This is a poem that looks high and looks far, lyrical.
In the first two sentences, the writing reason why I drove forward in Leyou tombs was "the shadow of twilight in my heart".
The last two sentences are written on the ancient plain, touching the scene and getting a kind of enjoyment and satisfaction in spirit.
The phrase "to see the sun, for all his glory, buried in the coming night" has always been interpreted as "although the evening scenery is good, it's a pity that it can't stay long."
And I quite agree with what Zhou said today: "The sunset is infinitely beautiful and buried by the coming night", which is exactly the poet's deep affection and bitterness of loving life, persisting in the world and persisting in ideals.