Sauvignon Blanc is the work of Li Bai, a great poet in the Tang Dynasty. There are three pieces.
The first poem describes the scenery, exaggerates the atmosphere, and describes the lovesickness of men and women, which seems to have profound meaning.
The second song describes Sifu's lyrical performance on the piano, lyrical with music, heartbreaking and eager to wear it, which shows her deep nostalgia for her expedition relatives.
The third poem takes flowers and beds as images, endows emotions and expresses the hero's thoughts about his sweetheart. These three poems are different in content, form and artistic conception, and all of them deeply show the pain of acacia, and they are written sincerely and tearfully.
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"I miss you in a distant place, outside the blue sky" is an independent sentence, which connects the preceding with the following. With the exaggeration of the blue sky, it is compared that they are separated from Wan Li, which leads to the description that literary women return to reality, look after themselves and feel sorry for themselves.
These four poems can be regarded as expressing the same situation. I can't help but feel sad when I think of a woman looking at herself in the mirror and finding her face haggard. "My once sparkling eyes are now a well of tears" is a famous sentence in the Tang Dynasty, which vividly, skillfully, exaggeratedly and convincingly describes the sadness of missing an empty lovesick woman.
Eyes that were once clear as bright eyes have now turned into tears like clear springs. Such imagination and exaggeration make the image of Sifu more vivid and the aesthetic feeling of art more deeply rooted in people's hearts. For example, "clothes are getting wider and wider, and people are haggard for Iraq", which is moving.
"Oh, if you doubt that my heart is hurting, come back and see me in my bright mirror!" Profound and meaningful, he expressed his thoughts about his husband in a thoughtful tone, which complemented the previous sentence. Sifu doesn't care about her haggard face, nor does she worry about her tears. On the contrary, she hopes her husband will appear as soon as possible, even if he doesn't believe his inner thoughts.
As long as he comes back as soon as possible, the broken-hearted man will be satisfied. The so-called "unbelief" needs no further study. It's just that couples whisper to each other in the mirror and take pictures, which is more intimate in the boudoir. Obviously, everything entered the imagination in the poet's strange conception and his wife's trance-like thoughts.