Appreciation of Poetry in Autumn

Autumn is a desolate gouache painting in Russia, fresh and transparent, with a little sadness and affection in it. The blue sky in autumn, the yellow stubble land after wheat harvest, the low smoke in the wheat drying room, the chirping of cranes and the whining of solitary crows in the air, the boundless mansions in Yuan Ye and countless poor villages ... make people feel its threatening chill. The old woman's cough and sunset: the bonfire at midnight adds to the desolation of late autumn.

Russia is so close to the poet that he is called "my poor wife". Her crying in pain is nothing but blood and tears from the poet's heart.

In the poem, the poet persistently asks: What is the crane singing? Why do you cry in autumn? What does my poor motherland mean to me? Why is my poor wife crying? All this has not been answered. However, in this bleak autumn, in a silent land, cranes and crying sounds make people cry. There is the poet's deep sadness, his deep anxiety that Russia can't get rid of its old face, and his confusion that he is full of hope for the future but doesn't know where the way out and motivation are.