Jie Jiang/Yu Meiren

Teenagers listen to the rain and sing upstairs. The red candle is weak. Listening to the rain on the boat in the prime of life. The river is wide and the clouds are low, and the broken geese are called the west wind. Now listen to the rain monk Lu. The temple is full of stars. Sorrow and joy are always ruthless. Before the next step, drop by drop until dawn.

── Jie Jiang

Brief analysis

This poem divides life into three stages: youth, middle age and old age. The scene and mood of each stage are different, just like watching a time-lapse photography. When I was a teenager, I didn't have any troubles, but I enjoyed it. When I was in my prime, I knew how to wander and work. I'm old, I've seen the world, I've seen all the vicissitudes, and I feel born. Interestingly, the whole Que Ci is bleak, even in childhood. Perhaps it was for Jie Jiang at the end of the Southern Song Dynasty that he clearly felt the despair and irretrievability of the country's demise. However, in such a trilogy, more is the vigilance of people in confusion.