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Title: Night Stay at Jian De River
Author: Meng Haoran
The content of the poem:
I move my boat to moor on the misty islet,
As the sun sets, new sorrows arise in my heart.
The vast wilderness stretches beneath a low sky and trees,
The clear river reflects the moon, feeling close to me.
Explanation of the poem's meaning:
This poem by Tang Dynasty poet Meng Haoran expresses the loneliness and sorrow he feels while spending the night by the Jian De River. "I move my boat to moor on the misty islet" describes the poet anchoring his boat on a small land shrouded in mist, where "misty islet" refers to a piece of land that appears hazy due to fog. "As the sun sets, new sorrows arise in my heart" conveys how, with the setting sun, the poet, as a traveler, experiences a surge of new emotions, reflecting the loneliness and homesickness felt by someone away from home. "The vast wilderness stretches beneath a low sky and trees" depicts the expansive wilderness around him, where the sky seems lower than the trees, creating a sense of open yet tranquil nature. "The clear river reflects the moon, feeling close to me" describes how the moon is mirrored in the clear river water, giving a sense of closeness; this not only illustrates a beautiful night scene but also reflects the poet's inner solitude and longing for home. The entire poem conveys the poet's feelings of loneliness during his travels and deep nostalgia for his hometown through vivid descriptions of the riverside scenery at night. The language is fresh and natural, with sincere emotions, making it one of Meng Haoran's notable works in landscape poetry.
Story Title: Night Stroll by the River with Grandfather
As the sun sets in the west, a gentle river breeze blows.
My grandfather and I stroll along the riverbank, admiring the beauty of the sunset.
Grandpa is seventy years old this year, a wise and kind old man. He loves to tell me stories about ancient poets, and every time I finish listening to a story, I have different thoughts in my heart.
The dusk by the river is always so peaceful and beautiful. Hand in hand with Grandpa, we stroll along the soft sandy beach. The sunlight sparkles on the river's surface like scattered gold, making one feel as if they are in a fairy tale world.
In the distance, the great bridge outlines a beautiful arc in the glow of the setting sun, resembling a giant dragon lying across the river. The green trees by the riverbank provide shade, flowers bloom vibrantly, and colorful kites soar in the blue sky.
I can't help but recall the lines of poetry Grandpa once recited to me: "The setting sun and solitary wild goose fly together; autumn waters blend with the long sky in one hue." At this moment, I suddenly feel that my heart is very close to Grandpa's.
Grandpa asked me, "Xiao Ran, do you like the sunset by the river?" I nodded and said, "Grandpa, I do. It's quiet and beautiful here; it makes me feel very comfortable." Grandpa smiled and patted my head, saying, "Xiao Ran, you must remember that nature is humanity's mother; we need to respect and cherish her."
I remembered Grandpa's words and fell deeply in love with the sunset by the river. Gradually, the sun sank below the horizon, and golden ripples appeared on the river's surface. My thoughts were drawn by the beautiful scenery; I felt a bit homesick and somewhat melancholic.
Noticing my emotions, Grandpa lovingly patted my head as if to comfort me. He pointed to the distant river and told me a story about an ancient poet. "Xiao Ran, do you know? In ancient times, there was a poet named Su Shi. He too faced beautiful scenery like you but carried many sorrows."
Grandpa's story piqued my curiosity; I listened intently, eager to know how he resolved his sorrows.
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