Liluo means a house surrounded by fences.
The poem "Light falls on the fence late at night" comes from "What I See in a Night Book" by Ye Shaoweng, a poet from the Song Dynasty.
Full poem;
The swaying Wu leaves send out the cold sound, and the autumn wind on the river stirs up the guest sentiment.
I know that there are children picking and knitting, and a light falls on the fence late at night.
Translation: The rustling autumn wind blows the sycamore leaves, sending bursts of chill. The autumn wind blows from the river, which makes me miss my hometown when I am away from home. Several children at home are still fighting crickets with great interest! It was late at night and the lights were on, refusing to sleep.
Extended information;
This poem is intertwined with the author's sadness, warmth, joy and concern. The aesthetic nature of the ancient poem "What I See in the Night Book" can be appreciated from nine aspects.
Use the scenery to express emotions, and use the scenery to express feelings. One or two sentences describe the natural environment, the rustling of falling trees, the sound of cold, the autumn wind and the autumn river, conveying the feeling of wandering, sadness and loneliness; it triggers the feeling of longing written in the last two sentences, thinking that the children at home may still be playing at night by midnight. , teasing cricket fights. When you are lonely, you fantasize about your family relationship, and the desolate scene reminds you of the joy of playing. The scenery blends into the emotions, setting off each other, and the conception is wonderful.
One and two of the four sentences in the poem describe the actual scene seen: the sound of falling leaves is cold, the water is moving and the wind is cool; the third and fourth sentences are written to trigger imagination: the light is on in the dark night, and the children watch the crickets fighting. What you see and hear is either bright or dark, with reality and reality contrasting with each other. My ears are full of autumn sounds, my eyes are full of autumn nights, and I am filled with nostalgia.
There is emptiness in reality, emptiness in reality, few words but endless meaning