The poems seen in the night book evoke the author s childhood memories

The verse is: Knowing that there are children who pick and promote weaving, a light falls on the fence in the middle of the night.

Translation: Suddenly I saw a little light under the fence in the distance, and I thought it was a child catching crickets.

From: "What You See in the Night Book" by Ye Shaoweng in the Song Dynasty.

These two sentences write about children's provocation and weaving, which on the surface seems to have nothing to do with "hospitality", but in fact, they use children's happiness - carefree to contrast the loneliness and sorrow of their own sojourn.

Appreciation. The autumn wind blows on the river, and the plane trees rustle, making people feel the chill.

The sound of the autumn breeze can most touch the homesickness of people outside.

It was late at night, and there were children lighting lamps and catching crickets by the fence.

The poem expresses the author's thoughts and feelings of nostalgia for his childhood life.

This poem combines movement and static, and sets off stillness with movement. The migration of festivals, the change of scenery, the contrast of joy and sorrow, and the contrast of joy and sorrow, cause the nostalgia of travelers.

The poem describing children's activities in "What I See in the Night Book" is: Knowing that there are children who pick and urge weaving, a light falls in the middle of the night.

Xiao Kongdou Xiao Wuye sent a cold sound, and the autumn wind on the river moved guests.

Knowing that there are children who pick and promote weaving, a light falls on the fence in the middle of the night.

Translations. The autumn wind blows the leaves of the sycamore trees, sending a chill, and the autumn wind blowing on the river makes me miss my hometown when I am away.

A few children in the family are still fighting crickets with great interest! In the dead of night, the lights are still on, and they refuse to sleep.

Exegesis. Xiao Xiao: The wind.

Guest: Traveler's homesickness.

Pick: provoke, provoke.

Promote dust loss weaving: commonly known as pie crickets, and in some areas it is also called crickets.

Fence: Fence.

What is the poem that describes the return of the children's living reeds in the night at night? I think there are many, many poems that describe children's activities at night, and you can look it up in the dictionary.

"What I See in the Night Book".

Xiao Xiao Wuye sent the cold sound, and the autumn wind on the river moved the guests.

Knowing that there are children who pick and promote weaving, a light falls on the fence in the middle of the night.

The poem describing children fighting crickets is, "Knowing that there are children who pick and weave, a light falls on the fence in the middle of the night." ”

Knowing that there are children who pick and promote weaving, a light falls on the fence in the middle of the night.

Ye Shaoweng, "What I See in the Night Book".

Brief analysis: Xiao Xiao's autumn wind blows the sycamores, sending a chill, and the poet who travels abroad can't help but miss his hometown. The most memorable is the child I love, who may still be fighting crickets with great interest at this time, and refuse to sleep in the dead of night.

In the night book, I know that there are children who provoke weaving, which reminds the poet of childhood memories and hometown.

"What I See in the Night Book" is a seven-character ancient poem written by the Southern Song Dynasty poet Ye Shaoweng. The first two sentences of the poem write the scene, using the falling leaves flying, the autumn wind whining, and the cold air hitting people to set off the desolate feeling of wandering and loneliness of wandering. Three or four sentences write about children catching crickets at night, with high interest, cleverly contrasting with pathos, and showing the loneliness and helplessness of living in a foreign country.

The poem uses the scenery to set off the feelings, the combination of movement and static, the sound of sycamore leaves and the sound of the wind to set off the silence of the autumn night, and also uses contrasting techniques to contrast the sadness of living in a foreign country with the music scene of children catching and weaving at night.

Title of the work. "What I See in the Night Book".

Year of creation. Genre of Southern Song Dynasty works.

Seven ancient poems. Author: Ye Shaoweng.

Provenance of the work. Jingyi Collection[1].

Quick navigation. Annotated translations.

Background of creation. "What I See in the Night Book".

Xiao Xiao Wuye sent the cold sound, and the autumn wind on the river moved the guests.

Knowing that there are children who pick and promote weaving, a light falls on the fence in the middle of the night. [2] Annotated translation.

Phrase annotations. Xiao Xiao: The wind.

Guest: Traveler's homesickness.

Pick: I pluck it with a slim thing.

Promote weaving: commonly known as crickets, and in some areas it is also called crickets.

Fence: Fence. [2]

Vernacular translation. Xiao Xiao's autumn wind blows the sycamores, sending a chill, and the wanderers who are traveling outside can't help but miss their hometown.

Suddenly, I saw the lights under the fence in the distance, and I thought it was the children catching crickets.

Xiao Xiao Wuye sent the cold sound, and the autumn wind on the river moved the guests.

Knowing that there are children who pick and promote weaving, a light falls on the fence in the middle of the night.

Translation: The autumn wind blows the leaves of the sycamore trees, sending a chill, and the autumn wind blowing on the river makes me miss my hometown when I am away.

A few children in the family are still fighting crickets with great interest!

In the dead of night, the lights are still on, and they refuse to sleep.

Commentary See: Ancient with "present", appearing, revealed.

Xiao Xiao: The wind.

Guest: Traveler's homesickness.

Pick: provoke, provoke.

Promote weaving: commonly known as crickets, and in some areas it is also called crickets.

Fence: Fence.

It's obvious. This poem expresses the poet's longing for his hometown and family.