The Tang Dynasty poet Qian Qi was a Wuxing native who was admitted to the Jinshi in 751 AD, and after that, he served in the Chang'an area. After the Outbreak of the Anshi Rebellion, Qian Qi was stranded in Chang'an, wandering and wandering, unable to return to his hometown, full of nostalgia and unable to be resolved. On an autumn night, he heard the chirping of geese, saw the array of geese flying south under the moon, and with great emotion, wrote a poem "Sending The Wild Geese", the original text is as follows:
The autumn sky is pure, and the south is marching alone.
The wind turned frost cold, and the clouds opened to see the moon.
The captain timidly removed his wings, and the shadow disappeared with a sound.
Hope is far away, nostalgia is full of life.
"The autumn sky is pure, and the south is marching alone", the autumn night sky is clear, and a group of geese chirps and fly south. It is late at night, but the poet has not yet fallen asleep, he ignores the cold of the autumn night, standing outdoors, looking up at the night sky, the night is like water, the miles are clear, let people feel that the universe is eternal, and life is short. At this moment, the sound of several geese interrupted the poet's thoughts, and he saw that under the clear night sky, a group of geese were flying south all night. This scene triggered the poet's nostalgia, and he could not help but wonder whether there was still a chance to return to his hometown in this short life.
"The wind turns over and the frost is cold, and the clouds open to see the moon", the autumn wind is cold, the weather becomes as cold as frost and snow; the light clouds disperse, and I am surprised to see the geese in the moonlight. The autumn night in Chang'an is already quite cold, not to mention that there are still rapid autumn winds tonight? In the midst of it, the poet felt that this autumn night was as cold as frost and snow. After hearing the sound of geese, the poet followed the prestige and finally found the trace of the geese array, and in the moonlight, a silver geese array skimmed through the night sky, making the poet secretly marvel. The poet can't help but worry about the geese, where are the geese going on this cold autumn night?
"The chief of the plug is timid, and the shadow is extinguished", the geese flew from the far outside of the plug, and I could not help but worry that their wings would break; after watching the geese go away and seeing no trace of them, I could still hear the sound of geese chirping. The poet looks up at the arrays of geese skimming the night sky, imagining that they have flown from far away, flying far to Reach Chang'an, but they are also flying farther south. So the poet can't help but worry about the geese, will they be able to reach their destination smoothly? No one knows the answer, and the poet watched the geese go away in pity, until he could not see or hear the sound, and the poet's heart flew away with them.
"Looking far away, nostalgia is full of life", I looked at the sky with pity, and my eyes were full of deep nostalgia. The poet looked at the sky for a long time, and under the clear night sky, except for the moonlight and light clouds, there was no trace of geese. Although the geese are gone, the nostalgia triggered by the geese is out of control, and no matter what he sees, the poet can think of nostalgia. At this time, the poet's nostalgia seems to have been filled between heaven and earth, with shape, with volume, and become concrete and perceptible, which shows the poet's deep longing for his hometown.
After passing the imperial examination, the poet left his hometown of Wuxing and came to Chang'an to take up his post, which can be described as a spring breeze. But two or three years later, the Anshi Rebellion broke out, and everything was not what it was. The war blocked the news, the family letter reached ten thousand gold, and the poet and his family had different news, which deepened the poet's nostalgia. Therefore, on this autumn night, the poet has nowhere to put his nostalgia, and can only mourn alone on the autumn night.