Fujian set sail, and the toad regained its loss. The autumn wind gives birth to Weishui, and the fallen leaves are full of Chang'an. On the eve of the party, it was a thunderstorm and cold. Lan Huan has not returned, and the news is cloudyThe poem depicts a moving story of parting, longing, and anticipation of reunion.
Fujian, an ancient and mysterious place, the ships that set sail away faded away and disappeared on the horizon. The moon goes from perfection to deficiency, and from deficiency to perfection, just like the clutch and dispersion of life.
The autumn breeze blows from Weishui, and the fallen leaves are scattered on the streets and alleys of Chang'an City. It is a poetic picture that makes people feel the bleakness and loneliness of autumn.
In this place, we used to get together and have a great night. However, a thunderstorm broke our time together. Now, we are gone, and we can only wait for news from each other in the sea and clouds.
The feeling of longing arises spontaneously, and people can't help but think of those times they once spent together. We used to share laughter and tears together, and we walked those twists and turns together. Now, we can only silently miss each other in the distance, looking forward to the moment when we meet again.
Time passes, and time flies. We are all growing and changing, but the feeling of longing is always the same. We always remember those beautiful moments, remember those who have accompanied us through the wind and rain.
Now, we may have been scattered in the vast sea of people, but that longing will never fade. We are still looking forward to the moment of reunion and to being together again.
On this poetic evening, let's reminisce about the time we spent together and look forward to the moment of reunion. Let us sail together and pursue the happiness and beauty that belong to us. Creator Luminous Project 4