Poetry 89 ~ I miss a person, far from home. ? I felt something, and it was deeply rooted in my intestines.

It rains at night

Bai Juyi

I miss a person, far away from home.

I felt something, and it was deeply rooted in my intestines.

I can't be far away from home, and I don't look forward to it every day.

I can't solve the problem in depth and don't think about it every night.

What's more, I stayed alone in the empty hall this evening.

Autumn is unknown, rain and dust.

If you don't learn Buddhism, you can forget your peace of mind.

In the dead of night, people are most likely to worry. If it rains again, I will miss you more.

Rain at night is such a thoughtful poem.

Favorite first two sentences:

I miss a person, far away from home.

I felt something, and it was deeply rooted in my intestines.

I have people I miss deeply, but I am far from home. My feelings are deeply engraved in my heart.

This poem is about acacia. Look at the first four sentences, there is no modification at all, which is particularly straightforward.

I don't need a dictionary. I don't have uncommon words. I just said flatly, I don't say who I miss, I don't write how I miss, but I am sincere and moved. The overlap of "far" and "deep" makes this poem unforgettable.

Sometimes the deepest feelings are in the simplest words.

I don't miss her for a moment. On this rainy night, Bai Juyi remembered her again and couldn't sleep.

Finally, Bai Juyi said: I have never studied the Dharma of an ascetic monk. Our past is so hard to forget?