"This is the fourth poem! It's titled 'Thoughts of Separation'!"
Gu Jian spoke, having already taken the fourth step.
Looking at Gu Jian's handsome face, and seeing Gu Jian standing even closer in front of her.
Feng Yantong's heart was pounding, and she wanted to throw herself into his arms without hesitation, and even wanted to kiss him passionately.
Behind the beaded curtain, Lin Shiyu's heart trembled uncontrollably.
"Having seen the vast ocean, other waters seem insignificant; having beheld the clouds of Wushan, other clouds are not worth seeing."
"Mr. Du Zimei, is this a confession of love to me?!"
Meanwhile, in the distant restaurant, Su Mengyao's heart was also trembling.
She wondered if Gu Jian was still all alone because of her.
Simply because she was once his cloud.
She thought, "If that's the case, then Brother Jian still has feelings for me."
Realizing this, Su Mengyao's grief and pain instantly blossomed with joy.
Gu Jian was unaware that Su Mengyao was once again imagining things.
Under the excited gazes of every talented scholar in the Immortal Phoenix Pavilion, he slowly took his fifth step.
His expression was one of deep sorrow and grief, and then he slowly recited the fifth poem.
Ten years have passed, and we are separated by life and death. I try not to think of you, but I cannot forget you. Your lonely grave is a thousand miles away, and I have no one to share my sorrow with. Even if we were to meet again, you would not recognize me, for my face is covered in dust and my hair is white as frost.
Last night, in a dream, I suddenly returned home; by the small window, she was dressing her hair. We gazed at each other, speechless, only tears streaming down our faces. I know that every year, on a moonlit night, my heart will break at this place, by the short pine hill.
This is a Song Dynasty poem, "Jiang Cheng Zi," written by Su Shi to commemorate his deceased wife!
The meaning of the poem is—
It has been ten years since we were separated as husband and wife. I try to suppress my longing, but I can never forget you.
Your grave is thousands of miles away, and there is nowhere to express the sorrow and desolation in my heart. Even if we, husband and wife, were to meet again, I fear you would not recognize me, for I have been traveling far and wide, my face covered in dust and my temples frosted with gray.
Last night I dreamt I returned to my hometown and saw you sitting by the window in your small room, putting on your makeup in front of the mirror.
We stood silently facing each other, speechless, only tears streaming down our faces. I imagine you are heartbroken for me every year, on that desolate, moonlit night, on that hill covered with low pines.
Upon hearing this poem, everyone at the poetry gathering widened their eyes.
Then, upon realizing the meaning of the poem, they were deeply shaken and burst into tears.
These are deeply moving poems that instantly bring tears to the eyes of every talented person.
Some people even thought back to those years when demons descended upon the world, and how their loved ones passed away, separated from them by death.
Some were sobbing uncontrollably!
Some cried loudly.
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