Sentence: Fishing fire in the middle of the river, Qiao song returns.
Couplet, a few wisps of smoke and a few wisps of piano are worried.
On the surface of the river, fishing fires flickered, like stars in the middle of the river, illuminating the night sky. The fishing boat swayed softly, accompanied by the melodious song of the fisherman, and floated into the distance. And in this quiet night, the woodcutter carried the firewood and stepped on the afterglow of the song, and slowly returned home. With their industrious hands, they weave an ordinary and beautiful life.
Looking at the shore in the distance, a few wisps of cooking smoke rise, which is the direction of home and a symbol of warmth. However, in this quiet night, the sound of the piano carries a hint of resentment and sorrow. Maybe it's homesickness, maybe it's the memory of someone far away, or maybe it's other unspoken emotion.
Fishing fire and Qiao song are the tranquility and leisureliness of life; The smoke and the piano are the sustenance and catharsis of emotions. The two are intertwined to paint a picture of the night. In this picture, there is a praise of life, and there is also an outpouring of emotions. Whether it is a fisherman or a woodcutter, whether it is a piano or a cooker, they are all telling their own stories in their own way.
As the night deepened, the fishing fire, the song, the smoke, and the piano gradually blended into the quiet night. And in this silence, people's hearts also get a moment of peace.