静夜思 古诗A Quiet Night's Thoughts
Going to bed at night, I can't help but think of my hometown far away. Although I'm here, miles away, I'm still thinking of my hometown, where I can't stay up late.
The night was as quiet as usual. Only the wind was blowing gently, making me miss my hometown even more.
I remembered my childhood days when I would stay up late on summer nights to chase fireflies hidden in the tall grass and watch the stars twinkle in the ink-black sky.
I wish I could go back to those days, or at least go back home now to hear the laughter of my brothers and sisters, feel the warmth of our mother's embrace, and have some delicious dishes my father prepared.
But I can only think of them in my mind as I sit here in my room, wrapped in darkness and solitide.
Suddenly I recalled the words of the ancient Chinese poet, Li Bai, and I knew why I had been thinking of home.
“The bright moonlight night is quiet, but my thoughts wander far away,” he wrote.
Yes, my thoughts were wandering back home - to my loved ones, to my childhood memories and to my life as a free-spirited youth.
Even though I'm far away and my sight is blocked by darkness on a quiet night like this, my thoughts still remain at home.
No matter where I am, no matter how far away I might travel, my home and my family will forever remain close to my heart.
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