Expressing homesickness by autumn wind

The poem "Autumn Wind Nostalgia" is as follows:

1, last August 15 night, beside the apricot garden beside Qujiang pond.

Translation:

In the past, on the bright moon night of August 15th, I enjoyed the moon in the apricot garden beside Qujiang Pool.

Appreciate:

Also on the bright moon night on August 15, he once enjoyed the moon by Qujiang Xingyuan, a scenic spot in Chang 'an, the capital city, and also a royal garden in the Tang Dynasty. The apricot garden is next to Qujiang, and the imperial court often holds banquets in it. Bai Juyi, as a left gleaner, was not a big official, but he also had the opportunity to attend the royal banquet. On August 15, he was undoubtedly happy to enjoy the moon and drink in the bustling Qujiang apricot garden.

Yesterday, when the wind blew, no one would meet. Tonight, the light is as clear as usual.

Translation:

The wind blew all night last night, and no one understood. Tonight, the moonlight is as cool as last year.

Appreciate:

The last four sentences express homesickness. When the environment is unfavorable and the mood is low, it is easier to think of my hometown, let alone on the Mid-Autumn Festival moonlit night. Bai Juyi wrote a famous sentence in Brother Fuliang, Seventh Brother of Qianjiang, Fifteenth Brother of Wujiang and Xiaguidi, which expressed his strong homesickness.

The autumn wind blows my heart, always blowing to Yumen Pass.

Translation:

The sound of the anvil, and the autumn wind is blowing my heart, is always related to Guan Yu's relatives.

Appreciate:

The whole poem is about a husband's wife, a lover who is eager to explore the frontier in autumn night, hoping to end the war as soon as possible and save her husband from leaving home for an expedition. Although love is not written directly, every word is filled with sincere affection; Although there is no talk about the current situation, it is not divorced from the current situation. The artistic conception and intention are not divorced from the verve of frontier fortress poems. The autumn wind is endless, and it also places deep affection on the border. Reading is exciting. To sum up a sentence is the expectation of the boudoir and a person's voice.