Poetry, the night looks for guidance, thorns sigh, can't sleep at night, choose to abandon simplicity and clear, fog is like frost and tears to cover your eyes. The more you hide, the harder it is to

Poetry, the night looks for guidance, thorns sigh, can't sleep at night, choose to abandon simplicity and clear, fog is like frost and tears to cover your eyes. The more you hide, the harder it is to earn. Hello, poetry lovers, shake hands ~!

First of all, the rhyme of this poem is well pressed and the overall situation is complete. What is your personal understanding?

This poem seems to have been written after a tangled emotional choice.

Yong Lian chose to abandon Zhenqing,

It's like giving up a girl, and then I can't bear it, and I'm emotional and lingering.

Thorns sting at night,

Try to describe the intensity of this pain, like a thorn stinging the heart, unbearable.

Fog, frost and tears make it harder to earn.

This is that the external environment is commensurate with your own mood.

Fog, frost, tears are hard to round, and I can't sleep.

A little advice:

The overall feeling is complete, and individual details may be a bit awkward to read. How about a little modification?

Thorns sting at night,

Abandoning pearls and treasures, tears welled up.

The window is full of autumn moon silver light,

Cut the breeze into the cold dream.