What a shame, Baidu doesn’t have this kind of poetry appreciation, I’m so depressed... I have to try my best to figure it out.
This is a poem about boudoir, written in a woman's tone. The woman in the poem misses her wife and the person she loves, fearing that he will never come back because he is greedy for the new and hates the old. Therefore, she is sad and disappointed, but also longing and hopeful. The general idea is as follows:
Putting on clothes, she left the inner room and sat in the hall. Pacing back and forth, leisurely.
The house is empty (I am the only one) and I feel so lonely. The stone steps in the courtyard in front of the door are already covered with green grass.
The warm breeze passes through the hall, birds fly south, and the swallows sing and the orioles sing.
(It’s a beautiful sunny day outside) But I can’t forget my feelings, and my sadness is lingering.
My husband ("beautiful woman" often refers to the husband in the poems about boudoir) has gone away, and I am all alone.
The original sweetness of love is difficult to recreate, and the deep friendship between you and me cannot be rediscovered.
Men are always greedy for the new and hate the old. Can you be as ruthless as them?
If you are a pine tree, I will be like the female rosette that lives around the tree. If you are the pond water, I will be the duckweed that never leaves the water.
I am willing to serve you and will not change my mind day and night.
One day brings a hundred days of kindness to a husband and wife. If you finally remember and are willing to care about me, then never let down my infatuated love.
Try to make the end of each sentence rhyme, just make do with it, please adopt it if you like it.