If the poet stops here and shows the world only one painting, he will be silent. Perhaps, this poem can only be famous for a while, and will soon be lost in the storm of history. The genius of the poet lies in that he does not cling to the beautiful scenery in front of him, but raises a deep meditation on people, the bright moon and the eternal universe. "Who saw the moon first by the river, Jiang Yuezao took photos of people. Endless, passed down from generation to generation, Jiangyue is only similar year after year. " Life goes on from generation to generation, just like the bright moon in the river will never change. The poet's heart is crystal clear and fragile. They often find beauty easily and associate it with the shortness of life and the ruthlessness of years. I think of Li Bai's "Today people don't see Gu Yue, but this month they took photos of the ancients". This elegant poet is arrogant and uninhibited, and when facing the bright moon and nature, his heart is inevitably a little lonely. I think of Su Shi's "Former Red Cliff Fu", the representative leader of the bold school and the down-and-out person in the officialdom, but in the smallness of man and nature, I get a kind of relief and comfort.
The poet began with "white clouds are far away, and the breeze is overwhelming", describing the departure of the wanderer from the homesick woman, and the poet's faint sadness was integrated into the quiet poetry. The poet returned to reality from eternal meditation, thought of wandering around the world, thought of thinking of women in the boudoir, and the transformation in the middle was not abrupt at all. "I don't know how many people return home every month, and when the moon sets, they are full of trees." The poet stopped writing slowly, but let the reader hide the book for a long time. Meaning and beautiful memories are exhausted, but poetry is endless. "The falling moon shakes the trees all over the river", the "shaking feelings" in this sentence-endless thoughts, intertwined with the feelings of moonlight, wanderers and poets, fell on the trees by the river, and also fell on the hearts of readers, which is fascinating.
"Moonlit Night on the Spring River" transcends the previous landscape poems that simply shape mountains and rivers, the philosophical poems that "yearn for the infinity of the universe and mourn the moment of my life", and the love poems that express the feelings of children leaving. Poets have injected new meanings into these common traditional themes, blending poetry, painting and philosophy. They praise the beautiful scenery of nature, eulogize the pure love between human beings, expand their sympathy for homeless women, and combine it with the pursuit of life philosophy and the exploration of the mysteries of the universe, thus merging into a beautiful feeling, scenery and harmony. The poet deliberately hides the profound and beautiful artistic world in a vague artistic atmosphere, and the whole poem seems to be shrouded in an ethereal and confused moonlight, attracting readers to explore the true meaning of beauty.
I remember Zhou told me that poets and philosophers are interlinked. He himself is a vivid example, with the dual identity of a philosopher and a poet. This sentence has been verified again in Zhang. Legend has it that in those days, he was well-deserved for his perfect "Moonlit Night on a Spring River".