Stars like this are not last night, and the wind and dew stand in the middle of the night. "This is the most valuable couplet. Yes, tonight is not last night, the star of last night is a record of the romantic story of playing the flute under the flowers, but tonight's stars are only accompanied by their own sad people. The poet is sober, he knows that the past cannot be repeated, and it is precisely because of this sobriety that he has fallen into deeper despair. In the poem, all illusory comforts have disappeared, and only one lonely person still maintains a moon-gazing posture, that is, missing. Imagine the poet's independent heart, looking at the moon for a long time, Coody Leng wet his clothes and his heart at night. But the end of this kind of waiting can only be nothingness, this disillusionment of missing and the mentality of knowing that missing is disillusioned but still missing.

Wang Guowei said: "If you want to achieve the realm of liberation, you can't help but taste the troubles in the world. However, worrying about patients as a means of relief is more expensive, so you don't pay attention to the value of worry itself. " Today's people worry about their own troubles every day, but they don't have the courage to seek relief. Then heaven and hell will be lost, and the realm they have gained is just a cloud. "What Wang Guowei is talking about is this desperate mentality of' step by step, entering a dark place'.

Huang Zhongze's original rhyme "Seven Huai" in Qing Dynasty is the fifteenth of sixteen.

Several times, I sat under the flowers and played the flute, and the red wall of Han Yin looked into the distance.

Like this star is not last night, for whom the wind and dew stand in the middle of the night.

The lingering thoughts are exhausted, and the heart is peeling bananas.

In March and May of 1935, that poor glass of wine not fade away.