Today we are going to read Meng Haoran's "Sujian Dejiang", the original text is as follows:
Move the boat to park the smoke, and the sunset is new.
The wild sky is low and the trees are low, and Jiang Qingyue is close to people.
In this poem, the poet uses the boat as the background to express the melancholy of his journey, as well as the feelings of living in his hometown and missing his relatives and friends.
The boat moves slowly, and the ink painting is hazy and lonely
This poem, like a delicate ink painting, vividly shows the poet's lonely state of mind. After reading it, I seem to be able to feel the loneliness and loneliness of being adrift in a foreign land and unaccompanied.
In the poem, the poet begins with "moving the boat and mooring the smoke", which brings us into a hazy and lonely riverside picture.
The boat moved slowly in the smoke and finally anchored in the silence of Chau Nagisa. There was silence all around, except for the gentle lapping of the river against the hull of the boat, making a low echo.
The poet stood alone at the bow of the boat, looking at the river in front of him, and an indescribable sense of loneliness welled up in his heart.
With the arrival of the twilight hour, the poet's sense of loneliness becomes more and more intense. The afterglow of the setting sun sprinkled on the surface of the river, shining with layers of golden light, but all this beauty seemed so bleak in the eyes of the poet.
He was far away from his homeland, adrift, with no one to accompany him or to comfort him. This sense of loneliness is as deep and endless as a river, and people can't help but be moved.
"The wild sky is low and the trees are low, and Jiang Qingyue is near", these two poems push the poet's loneliness to the extreme.
In the open field, the sky seems to meet the trees, and it appears unusually low. The poet stood alone by the river, looking up at the sky, and his heart was filled with endless loneliness and sadness.
The bright moon reflected in the river water, although it seems to be close at hand, is far away, which adds to the poet's sense of loneliness.
Throughout the poem, the poet vividly shows the loneliness through delicate depictions and deep emotional expressions. After reading it, I seem to be able to feel the loneliness and loneliness in the poet's heart, and I can also better understand his helplessness and depression in a foreign land. This sense of loneliness is not only a reflection of personal circumstances, but also a deep reflection on life and emotions.
The tired bird returns to the nest and misses the pure heart of his hometown
This sense of loneliness resonated deeply with me, and in a few days it will be the May Day holiday, and every holiday, we migrant workers in a foreign land will naturally want to return to the nest and visit our relatives in our hometown.
I left my hometown and was admitted to work in Shenzhen for more than ten years, although I have entered Shenzhen, I also bought two houses here, I have a fixed place to live, and I have something to rely on, but for some reason, I have no sense of belonging in my heart, and I still see myself as a member of the deep drifting family, as long as it is a holiday, I want to go back to my hometown to visit my 86-year-old mother.
Needless to say, the Spring Festival, winter and summer vacations are going to go back to their hometowns, such as May 1st, 11th and other small long holidays also want to go home to see, but it is always difficult to find a ticket, self-driving and afraid of traffic jams, tired of boats, so many times, do not hesitate to find scalpers to buy high-speed rail tickets back to their hometowns at a high price, a ticket in hand, full of joy.
Yes, in this world, there are many people who choose to wander in a foreign land for the sake of life and dreams.
Time flies, inadvertently I have left my hometown for a full thirteen years, life is getting better and better, increasingly quiet and indifferent days, as I get older, but more and more miss the hometown of one person, one house, one grass and one tree.
It turns out that the place I once desperately wanted to escape from is still the home I can't give up.
It turns out that home is our eternal root, no matter the ends of the world, we can't get out of its heart, its care, whether it's the north or the south, we can't leave behind its love, its thoughts.
May Day is approaching, I want to go home to see, only far away, will be homesick, no matter how beautiful the scenery in the world, it is not as good as the way home!
More than 600 kilometers of homecoming, the journey home is long, the bag is heavy, and the mood of going home is difficult to suppress.
The old mother said: "Red cub, you are finally coming back", instantly let me break the defense, I am over fifty years old, I still have the gray hair of the old mother to care, how fortunate it is! The old mother is over eighty years old, the old sister took her in her own home to spend her old age,
The eldest sister is like a mother, no matter when, no matter where, the elder sister's home has become my other home, here, there is always a bed for me, there is always a lamp for me, there is always a delicacies I love to eat.
It turns out that the place I once wanted to escape so much is the home I desperately want to return to now;
It turns out that happiness is that the family is together, and the family is there, and the home is there.
I finally understood that lingering in a different place, the soul is haunted by the feelings of my hometown, a mountain and a river, a grass and a tree, unforgettable, countless days and nights, standing in the silent night sky and looking at my hometown, becoming a beautiful picture of reminiscing about the past.
Wanderers in a foreign land, deep blessings will always be with you
Loneliness is like the moonlight on an autumn night, although it is cool with a touch of poetry;
May the world be like me,
May your nostalgia be like the breeze of spring, far away but with a hint of sweetness;
May every night you have the starlight to illuminate your way, and the moonlight to soothe your soul;
May you find your own home and peace in this foreign land, and always be with the soul of your hometown.