Empty and long, meaning: deep and big, meaning space.

Source: Yellow Crane Tower-Tang Dynasty: Cui Hao

The fairy of the past has flown away by the yellow crane, leaving only an empty Yellow Crane Tower.

The yellow crane never revisited earth, there have been no long white clouds for thousands of years.

The immortal of the past has flown away with the Yellow Crane, leaving only the empty Yellow Crane Tower. The yellow crane never came back. For thousands of years, only white clouds have been seen.

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1, Creation background of Yellow Crane Tower

The specific creation time of this poem cannot be verified. The Yellow Crane Tower is named after the Yellow Crane Mountain in Wuchang. It is said that Feiyi rode a crane here. This poem is written from the origin of the name of the building. The poet boarded the Yellow Crane Tower, saw the scenery in front of him and wrote this poem.

2. Appreciation of Yellow Crane Tower

This poem is a masterpiece of nostalgia. The poet boarded the historical site Yellow Crane Tower and got a panoramic view of the scenery before him. His poems are full of emotion, blurted out and beyond words. It is both natural and magnificent, full of personality. Poetry is not harmonious, but the syllables are clear and not awkward. It's really one step at a time, and it has become a treasure admired by all previous dynasties. Legend has it that Li Bai boarded this building and witnessed this poem, which impressed him deeply. He said: "There is a scene in front of me, with Cui Hao's poems on it."

Yan Canglang also said that the seven-character poems of the Tang Dynasty should be the first. It shows that poetry is precious to nature, even if it is metrical. There are many poems about the Yellow Crane Tower in past dynasties, but Cui Hao's Seven Rhymes are the best. Look at what he wrote: A long time ago, a yellow crane carried a saint to heaven, and now there is nothing but the Yellow Crane Tower. The yellow crane never revisited earth, there have been no long white clouds for thousands of years. Every tree in Hanyang has become clear due to sunlight, and Nautilus Island is covered with sweet grass. But I looked home, and the twilight was getting thicker. The river is shrouded in mist, which brings people deep melancholy.