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Lotus leaves hate life in spring when they are born, and hate life in autumn when they are dry. I know I've been in love for a long time, and I'm disappointed with the sound of the river in Wangjiangt

Lotus leaves hate life in spring when they are born, and hate life in autumn when they are dry. I know I've been in love for a long time, and I'm disappointed with the sound of the river in Wangjiangtou. -Lonely Tour in Qujiang in Late Autumn-Li Shangyin Year: Tang Dynasty

Author: Li Shangyin

Theme: a solo tour of Qujiang in late autumn

Content:

Lotus leaves hate life in spring when they are born, and hate life in autumn when they are dry.

I know I've been in love for a long time, and I'm disappointed with the sound of the river in Wangjiangtou.

Translation:

When lotus leaves are born, so are spring grievances.

Lotus leaf withered, autumn hatred has become,

Although I deeply know that as long as I am here, my feelings are there.

But I can only look at the running water by the river and sob.

To annotate ...

This poem describes Li Yishan's feeling of revisiting his hometown alone after parting from his lover.

"I met you by chance in the spring when the lotus leaf was born. But the sorrow of spring has been born faintly. In the autumn when the lotus leaves turn yellow, the sadness of parting finally comes. I deeply know that this love will always be with me. In desperation, I can only stand alone at the head of the river and listen to the endless sound of running water. "

After years of erosion and changes in time and space, Li Shangyin revisited his old place in late spring. Although the lotus leaf has withered and the beauty has disappeared, he still can't stop his sentimental attachment, "knowing that he has been in love for a long time" and lamenting that he can't extricate himself. He can only look through the autumn water and stand alone at the head of the river, and he is infinitely disappointed.