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Quiet Night Thoughts
Author: Li Bai
Poem Title: Quiet Night Thoughts
The content of the poem:
Bright moonlight before the bed,
I suspect it is frost on the ground.
Raise my head to gaze at the bright moon,
Lower my head, longing for home.
Explanation of the poem's meaning:
This poem was written by Li Bai, a poet of the Tang Dynasty, expressing his deep longing for his hometown during the night.
"Bright moonlight before the bed": The poet describes the bright moonlight in front of his bed at night, as bright as daylight.
"I suspect it is frost on the ground": Due to the brilliance of the moonlight, the poet mistakenly believes that frost covers the ground; here, the word "frost" adds a touch of coolness and reflects the stillness of the night.
"Raise my head to gaze at the bright moon": The poet looks up at the bright moon in the sky, which often symbolizes homesickness.
"Lower my head, longing for home": After admiring the bright moon, the poet lowers his head, filled with thoughts of his distant hometown.
The entire poem conveys the poet's infinite affection and deep nostalgia for his hometown through the depiction of the bright moon at night. The language in the poem is concise yet emotionally rich, making it a masterpiece of Li Bai's lyrical poetry.
Story Title: "Longing Under the Moonlight"
1
As night falls, stars twinkle in the sky.
In a small town, Li Baiyun looks up, staring at the starry sky.
He is always like this, as if he is forever filled with curiosity, wanting to explore the mysteries of the world.
"Grandpa, look, there's a star winking at me."
Li Baiyun pointed at the sky and turned to look at the old man beside him.
Grandpa patted Li Baiyun's head and smiled, saying, "That's because that star really likes you."
"Really? Why would the star like me?"
Li Baiyun asked curiously.
"Because you are a good child."
Grandpa took Li Baiyun's hand, sat down, and began to tell him stories about distant places.
Li Baiyun's eyes grew wider as he listened to Grandpa's tales of faraway lands, his heart filled with longing.
Grandpa's stories were always simple but understandable, which made Li Baiyun love them even more.
"Grandpa, will you tell me stories in the future?"
Li Baiyun asked.
"Of course, as long as you want to listen."
Grandpa replied with a smile.
"I want to; I really like Grandpa's stories."
Li Baiyun said happily.
"That's good. You need to study hard, and one day you can go see those places for yourself."
Grandpa looked at the starry sky and said slowly.
"Yes, I will."
Li Baiyun nodded firmly.
Lying in bed, Li Baiyun looked at the silver moonlight spilling across the floor, as if a layer of frost had been laid down, bathing the entire room in a gentle embrace.
"Wow, what is this?"
Li Baiyun sat up in surprise, gazing at the strange scene before him. He reached out his hand, touching the silver light, feeling a cool sensation at his fingertips.
"How amazing," he couldn't help but exclaim, a strong impulse rising within him to explore this mysterious moonlight. He got off the bed and stood in the moonlight, feeling its gentle caress as if a soft hand were brushing against his cheek, his shoulders, and his entire body.
"What is this?" Li Baiyun murmured to himself, filled with curiosity. The moonlight flowed over him like water, quietly enveloping him.
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