The foot of my bed is shining so brightly. Is there frost already?
I looked up at the moon and looked down, feeling nostalgic.
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Sitting on the well bed, watching the bright moon in the sky and the moonlight on the ground like layers of frost.
Looking up at the bright moon in the sky, I can't help but bow my head and meditate, missing my hometown more and more.
This poem is about the feeling of missing my hometown on a silent moonlit night.
The first two sentences of this poem, "There is such bright light at the foot of my bed, is there frost already?" , is the poet in a foreign country under a specific environment for a moment illusion. A person who lives alone in a foreign country and is busy during the day can still dilute his sadness. However, in the dead of night, the waves of missing his hometown will inevitably surge in his heart. Not to mention on a moonlit night, not to mention on a frosty autumn night. "Could there have been frost?" The word "doubt" in the poem vividly expresses that the poet woke up from his sleep and mistook the Leng Yue in front of his bed for the thick frost on the ground. The word "frost" is better used, which not only describes the bright moonlight, but also expresses the cold of the season, and also sets off the loneliness and desolation of the poet wandering abroad.
The last two sentences of the poem, "Looking up, I found it was moonlight, then sinking, and I suddenly remembered my home", which deepened my homesickness through the description of the action mode. The word "hope" takes care of the word "doubt" in the previous sentence, which shows that the poet has changed from a daze to a sober one. He stared at the moon eagerly and couldn't help thinking that his hometown was under the bright moon at the moment. So naturally, I came to the conclusion that "I sank back and suddenly thought of home". The action of "bowing your head" depicts the poet completely lost in thought. And the word "miss" left a rich imagination space for readers: the old brothers, relatives and friends in that hometown, the mountains and rivers, the grass and trees in that hometown, the lost years, the past … are all in my thoughts. A word "Xiang" contains too much content.
This is a poem about the homesickness of distant guests. This poem uses clear language to carve out the artistic conception of a quiet and intoxicating autumn night. From "doubt" to "hope" and then to "thinking", the poet's inner activities are fully exposed, and a picture of homesickness on a moonlit night is clearly outlined. It does not pursue the novelty of imagination, and it also abandons the exquisite beauty of rhetoric; It expresses rich and profound contents with fresh and simple brushwork. Environment is environment, emotion is emotion, so vivid, so moving, never tired of reading, intriguing. No wonder some people praise it as "wonderful ancient and modern", which has attracted readers so widely for thousands of years.
Hu Yinglin, a scholar in the Ming Dynasty, said, "Taibai's quatrains are just words, and the so-called people who have no intention of working have no job at all" (Poem Internal Compilation). This poem "Thinking about a Quiet Night" can be said to be an excellent interpretation of the artistic features of Li Bai's poems, such as "nature" and "no work and no heart".