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Su Shi's Poems on Cold Springs in Lonely Sand Shoals

Su Shi's works, cold poems on lonely sandbars, are as follows:

The curved hook moon hangs on the sparse buttonwood; In the dead of night, the water from the water clock has been dripping. Who saw you alone, Hong Ying.

At night, it suddenly becomes afraid, suddenly flies and comes back frequently, but no one always understands its infinite inner feelings. It kept wandering among the cold branches, but refused to perch on any tree, and finally landed alone on the cold shoal.

Translation:

The curved hook moon hangs on the sparse buttonwood; The night is very quiet, and the water in the clepsydra has dripped out. Who has ever seen a loner walking alone, like a lonely goose in the sky?

Suddenly I started up and looked back, but no one knew about my resentment. Picked all the cold branches and refused to live, willing to endure loneliness and cold in the sandbar.

Creative background:

This is Su Shi's noun "divination operator". There is a small preface in the popular anthology of various versions: "Huangzhou will make Huiyuan the home."

After being demoted to Huangzhou, although there are problems in life, Su Shi is optimistic and open-minded, and can lead his family through the difficulties in life through his own efforts.

But my inner loneliness and loneliness are beyond others' understanding. In this poem, the author expresses his self-esteem and indifference to customs with the image of loneliness and glory on a moonlit night.

Appreciate:

It's the scenery I saw in the yard in the middle of the night written by Shangcheng. "The lack of the moon hangs the sparse tung, which makes people quiet." It creates a lonely atmosphere in the dead of night, and the moon hangs on the tree, paving the way for you and Gu Hong to appear. "Missing out" means late at night.

Su Shi stepped out of the courtyard and looked up at the bright moon when the water in leaky cauldron was quieter. What a lonely night it was! The moon seems to have a sense of interest, revealing a clear glow from the sparse tung, rendering a lonely realm.