I sighed and wandered to my homeland, remembering the past. ——Liu Chenweng's "Lanling King·Bingzi Sends Spring"

I am still used to going to the country, I suspect it is a dream to return home. ——Lu Xun "Returning to Beijing at the end of the year and looking at the city as a slogan first..."

Looking up to the country, the mountains are calling, and the incense is burning in the distance. ——Liu Yong's "Send the Zhengyi·Passing Shaoyang"

The singing bell can be expected, but it is difficult to walk on the quilt. ——Zhang Jiuling "Sending Shangshu Yan Guogong to Shuofang by the Holy System of Harmony"

The road is cut off, the fog is boiling, and the wind is high. —— Yuan Haowen's "Shui Long Yin·Shang Shuai hunts for national weapons in the south..."