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**Letter to Linghu Langzhong**
Author: Li Shangyin
Poem Title: Letter to Linghu Langzhong
The content of the poem:
The clouds over Songshan and the trees of the Qin region have long kept me away from home,
A letter carried by double carps travels a long distance.
Do not inquire about the old guests of Liang Garden,
In Maoling, I am like Xiangru, ill in the autumn rain.
**Explanation of the poem's meaning:**
This poem expresses the poet's longing for a distant friend and mentions his current predicament.
"The clouds over Songshan and the trees of the Qin region have long kept me away from home": The poet refers to the misty clouds of Songshan and the trees of the Qin region, conveying his feelings of missing his friend after a long separation.
"A letter carried by double carps travels a long distance": The poet has received a letter from his friend; "double carps" refers to correspondence, and "travels a long distance" indicates the great distance between them.
"Do not inquire about the old guests of Liang Garden": The poet suggests not to ask about past friends, implying that he is no longer a guest as he once was.
"In Maoling, I am like Xiangru, ill in the autumn rain": Maoling is the burial site of Emperor Han Wu, which metaphorically refers to the poet's own situation. He compares himself to Sima Xiangru, feeling weak and unwell in this autumn rain.
**Story Title: Emotions in the Clouds**
At the foot of Songshan, clouds swirl around.
Every day when I open my window, I can see the peaks of Songshan faintly appearing in the distance.
The mountaintop is shrouded in mist, reminiscent of the days I spent with Linghu Tiao.
But now, we are separated by distance, making it difficult to meet. Every time night falls, I enjoy gazing at the starry sky, and the brightest star must be the eyes of Linghu Tiao. He always has this way of effortlessly drawing me into his tenderness. Even the trees in my dreams from the Qin Region are but his shadow.
Longing surges like a tide, making it impossible for me to suppress my feelings. I can only express this longing through words, giving birth to beautiful poems. "Letter to Linghu Langzhong" is one of them.
"My dream soul is accustomed to being unrestrained, once again stepping over the willow catkins past the bridge." In my dreams, I uncontrollably return to the place where we first met, those beautiful memories dancing like willow catkins along my life's path.
"How many times have I watched the evening primrose at dusk, with sparse willows reflecting on the long embankment?" Countless times at sunset, I stand in front of the building, looking at the distant embankment, wondering if he is also thinking of me from afar.
"Beyond the green railing lies the road to the horizon, with a gentle wind and fine rain wetting the gray sky." That road is one we once walked together, yet now it seems so long.
"I send a message through boats and carriages asking for news; this night of longing feels endless." I want to tell him that no matter where he is or how far apart we are, my heart will always be with him.
A messenger arrives from afar, bringing me a letter. "Mr. Li Shangyin? Here is a letter for you." I hurriedly take the letter, an overwhelming sense of anticipation and nervousness flooding my heart.
It is a letter from Linghu Tiao. My hands tremble as I open it, and familiar handwriting comes into view. "Li Shangyin, seeing your letter feels like meeting you in person. It has been a long time; are you well?" A simple greeting that stirs my emotions deeply.
I seemed to see Linghu Tiao standing in front of me, asking with concern about my recent situation.
"Do you still remember the path we once walked together? The scenery along that road remains the same as before, but the passersby are no longer the old ones."
"The trees in the Qin Region are still as lush as ever, but there is no longer your figure beneath them."
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