The wanderer feels sad for his hometown, and his heart is filled with sadness. (Ban Biao)

When the fox dies and returns to the first hill, his hometown can be forgotten. (Cao Cao)

If you cherish the love of the land, your hometown can be forgotten. (Ouyang Xiu)

Whoever talks about the grass will be rewarded with three springs. (Meng Jiao)

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Raise your head to look at the bright moon, lower your head to think of your hometown. (Li Bai)

The war rages on for three months, and a letter from home is worth ten thousand gold. (Du Fu)

We meet today and tonight, and feel the love of hometown thousands of miles away. (Du Fu)

The garrisonmen looked at each other with sad faces as they thought about returning home. (Li Bai)

Suddenly I heard the ancient tune of the song, and I felt like thinking about it. (Du Shenyan)

Don’t return to your hometown when you are still young. Returning to your hometown requires breaking your heart. (Weizhuang)

Hai Ri is born and the night is gone, and Jiang Chun is entering the old year. (Wangwan)

Where can I get the hometown letter? Return to Yanluoyang.

Being a stranger in a foreign land, I miss my family even more during the festive season. (Wang Wei)

When a young man leaves home and his elder brother returns home, his local pronunciation remains unchanged and his hair on his temples fades away. (He Zhizhang)

Where is Rimu Xiangguan? The smoke on the Yanbo River makes people sad. (Cui Hao)

Don’t lean on the railing when you are alone. The world is limitless. It is easy to say goodbye but difficult to see others. (Li Yu)

I am a lonely guest thousands of miles away, and I don’t know when I will return. (Cui Di)

If I were to incarnate into a thousand billions, I would disperse to the top of the mountain and look at my hometown. (Liu Zongyuan)

Say goodbye to the candle with tears, and shed tears for others until dawn. (Du Mu)

Miscellaneous Poems (Wang Wei)

You come from your hometown, you should know the things in your hometown.

Will the winter plum blossoms bloom in front of the beautiful window tomorrow?

Title Dayu Lingbeiyi (Question of the Song Dynasty)

The overcast moon is flying to the south, and the rumor ends here.

Tang Duoling

The moon is cold outside the curtain, and the tears are not dry in the tent, but it is late and the wind is gentle. The general situation is gradually passing away, but people still remain. It is a shame to regret oneself in vain!

The lonely star shines in the sky, and the stream is full of joy. I wonder how it is now like back then! Suddenly I saw crows and birds approaching at the end of the bridge. I listened carefully and heard their cries of mourning.

My journey has not ended yet. When will I come back?

The river is still and the tide is beginning to fall, and the forest is dim and closed.

In the Ming Dynasty, when looking at the countryside, you should see Longtou plum.

Crossing Jingmen to say goodbye (Li Bai)

Crossing the distance outside Jingmen, I came to travel from the Kingdom of Chu.

The mountains end with the plains, and the river flows into the wilderness.

Under the moonlight, there is a flying mirror, and the clouds are forming sea towers.

I still feel sorry for the water in my hometown, and send my boat sailing thousands of miles away.

On a moonlit night, Yiyi Shidi (Du Fu)

The garrison drum interrupts the pedestrian movement, and the sound of wild geese is heard in autumn.

The dew is white tonight, and the moon is bright in my hometown.

My brothers are all scattered, and I have no family to ask about life and death.

Sending letters often fails to arrive, and the situation is that the army has not stopped.

Farewell (Folk Song of the Sui Dynasty)

Willows hang green on the ground, and poplar flowers are flying in the sky.

The wicker sticks are folded and the flowers are flying away. May I ask the passers-by if they are coming home?

Watching the Moon on the Fifteenth Night (Wang Jian)

Crows roost on the white trees in the courtyard, and the cold dew wets the sweet-scented osmanthus silently.

Tonight, when the moon is bright and everyone looks around, I wonder who is missing in autumn thoughts.

Meeting an envoy to Beijing

The road to the east of my hometown is long, and my sleeves are full of tears.

We will meet soon without pen and paper, but I will rely on you to send messages of peace.

Shi'er (Lu You)

After death, I know that everything is in vain, but I cannot see the same sadness as Jiuzhou.

Wang Shibei fixed the day of the Central Plains, and he never forgot to tell Nai Weng about the family sacrifices.

Fisherman's Ao (Fan Zhongyan)

The scenery is strange when autumn comes in Saixia. The geese in Hengyang go away without paying attention, and there are sounds from all directions. Thousands of miles away, the long smoke sets and the sun sets, solitary city closed.

A glass of wine can bring you thousands of miles away, but there is no way for Yan Ran to return home. Qiang Guan is covered with frost all over the ground. When a man is sleepless, the general's hair turns gray and his husband weeps.

A boat crossing the Wujiang River with a cut of plum blossoms (Jiang Jie)

A piece of spring sadness awaits the pouring of wine. The boats on the river are rocking, and the curtains on the upper floors are moving. Qiuniang Ferry and Tai Niang Bridge. The wind is blowing and the rain is falling.

When will I return home to wash my guest robes? The word "Yin" means Sheng tune, and the word "Xin" means "Xiangshao". It is easy for people to be thrown away by the stream of light. The cherries are red and the bananas are green.

The sky is clear and the sand is pure, autumn thoughts (Ma Zhiyuan)

The dead vines and old trees are dimly lit by crows, the small bridges and flowing water are home to people, and the old road has a westerly wind and a thin horse.

As the sun sets in the west, the heartbroken people are at the end of the world.

Inscription on the wall in prison (Tan Sitong)

Looking at the door and stopping there, I thought of Zhang Jian, and endured death for a moment to wait for Du Gen.

I smiled at the sky with my horizontal sword, leaving my liver and gallbladder intact.

A chapter of reflections (Tan Sitong)

Everything in the world has experienced the sorrow of spring, and now it is time to cry to the sky.

Forty million people burst into tears, wondering where is China.

Cen Shen's "Meeting the Envoy to Beijing": Looking eastward from my hometown, the road is long, and my sleeves are full of tears. We will meet soon without paper and pen, and I will rely on your message to report peace

Gao Shi's "Listen to the Flute on the Wall": After the frost, Hu Tian herds his horses and the moon shines, and the Qiang flute guards the tower. May I ask where the plum blossoms fall? The wind blows all over Guanshan Mountain all night long.

Meng Jiao's "Returning Letters": Tears and ink are spilled into a book, which will be sent to relatives thousands of miles away. When the book is gone, the soul is also gone, and the body is suddenly empty.