1. Poems about homesickness. Five-character quatrains

Poems about homesickness. Five-character quatrains 1. Poems about homesickness. Five-character quatrains

(The first one ) Guan Shan Yue

The bright moon rises out of the Tianshan Mountains, between the vast sea of ??clouds.

The wind blows for tens of thousands of miles across Yumen Pass.

Han Xia Bai climbed the road, and Hu Peeping at Qinghai Bay.

Origin of the battlefield, no one returned.

The garrison looked at the side, thinking about returning home with a sad face.

The tall building was like this night, and I still sighed. Ying Xian.

(Second Song) Looking at the Moon with Pregnancy

The clear spring reflects the loose leaves, and I don’t know how many thousands of years have passed.

The cold moon shakes the clear waves, and the light flows into the window.

How deeply do I miss you when I sing this long song in the sky?

Seeing peace without a reason makes people happy and sad.

(Third poem) Gu Lang Moon Movement

When I was young, I didn’t recognize the moon, so I called it a white jade plate.

I also suspected that the Yao mirror was flying in the white clouds.

The immortal lowered his legs, holding the osmanthus. The trees are bunched together.

The white rabbit pounded the medicine and asked who he wanted to eat with.

The toad eroded the round shadow, and the bright night was gone.

The Yi Xi fell. Jiuwu, heaven and man are pure and peaceful.

The yin essence is deceived, and it is not enough to see if it goes away.

Worry about how it comes, desolate and desolate heart and liver.

(Fourth song) Youzhou Huma Ke's Song

Youzhou Huma Ke, with green eyes and tiger skin crown.

Hitting two arrows with a smile, ten thousand people can't do it.

The bow is bent like the moon, and the white geese are flying in the clouds.

They both dropped their whips and walked towards Loulan.

How difficult is it to die to serve the country if you go out without caring about your future.< /p>

The five most favored singles are wolves and ferocious.

The cattle and horses are scattered across the North Sea, cutting fresh food like a tiger's meal.

Although I live in Yanzhi Mountain, I don't know Shuoxue. Cold.

The woman immediately smiled, her face was like a jade plate.

Flying and shooting birds and beasts, the moon was drunk with flowers and carved saddles.

The four rays of light on her head, The battle is like a swarm of swarms.

The white blade is sprinkled with red blood, and the quicksand is the elixir.

Who is the famous general in ancient times? It’s a shame that the exhausted soldiers are good.

When will heaven come to an end? The wolf is destroyed, and the father and son can live in peace and quiet.

(No. 5) A gift to the official in Luqiu

A wise man has a good career, and it is in Shatangpi.

Bamboo Shadow Sweeping the autumn moon, lotus clothes fell into the ancient pond.

I leisurely read the Classic of Mountains and Seas, and lay down on the curtains far away.

I also indulged in family fun in the fields, and then left the middle of the forest.

Drinking fragrant wine in the wild, cooking dewy sunflowers with garden vegetables.

If you can grow peaches and plums, you can make me a knot.

(Sixth poem) Looking at Jinling from the three mountains, send a message to Yin Shu< /p>

The three mountains are full of beauty, and the river is looking towards Chang'an.

Wumo Heyang County, the Qiujiang River is due north.

Lulongshuang is cold, and the moonlight is cold.

Reminiscing about the Qiong tree, I send you happiness from the end of the world.

(Seventh poem) Crossing Jingmen to say goodbye

Floating far away from Jingmen, I came to travel from Chu State.

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

Under the moon, there is a flying mirror, and the clouds grow and form sea towers.

Still connected to the water of my hometown, seeing off the boat thousands of miles away .

(Song 8) After being drunk in Dongting, he sent Lu Shijun, the envoy of Jiangzhou, to live in Lizhou

We were separated in the past as if we were in a dream, and we suddenly met again at the end of the world.

The autumn moon breaks through the Dongting, and the wine makes the face look sad.

I present a sword with jade characters engraved on it, and two dragons are flattened.

I send you a letter with unsatisfactory feelings, and write it to Yan Huifeng.

(Ninth Poem) Reward Zhang Qing for staying overnight in Nanling to see the gift

The moon rises in the east of Lu City, as bright as the snow in the sky.

The Lu girl is frightened by the sedge, and her machine crows in response to the Autumn Festival. .

When you miss your loved ones at night, the fire falls and the gold wind rises.

The rivers and lakes hang out in the house, and there is no easy way to help.

I once left Linqiu and Yunlong Suddenly we met.

The guest star moved too slightly, so we went to Luoyang Palace.

You came to meet Maoyan, who was an official in Han Dynasty.

As a guest from Xiapi, There is a book called Qiaoqiao at home.

(No. 10) Thoughts on a Quiet Night

There is a bright moonlight in front of the bed,

I suspect it is frost on the ground.

Raise your head to look at the bright moon,

Lower your head and miss your hometown.

2. A five-character poem about homesickness

"Thoughts on a Quiet Night"

Tang Dynasty ·Li Bai

The moonlight shines brightly in front of the bed, which is suspected to be frost on the ground.

Look up at the bright moon and lower your head to think about your hometown.

"Yin Yu"

Bai Juyi of the Tang Dynasty

The mist is heavy today, and the mountains and rivers are deep here.

The sound of the beach is more urgent in autumn, and the air in the gorge is more cloudy at dawn.

Looking at the tower, the clouds cover my eyes, and my heart is homesick with raindrops.

How can we comfort Youdu? I rely on this North Window Qin.

"Cold Food in Guests"

Li Zhong of the Tang Dynasty

During the trip, I had cold food and felt homesick.

The music and books are broken outside the sky, and the peach and plum rain is in the spring.

There is no reason for wanting to drink, but there seems to be a reason for chanting.

There are so many people outing outside the countryside.

"Autumn Thoughts on the Bank of the River"

Du Xunhe of the Tang Dynasty

Driving horses along the river, homesickness arises every step of the way.

Raise the whip and wave the willow color, and the sound of cicadas will be lost.

Autumn crops are bounded by long roads, and cold clouds surround the ancient city.

When the family is poor and has good years, they have no land to cultivate.

3. 5 poems about homesickness

Mo Mei Wang Mian The tree beside the inkstone washing pond in my house has blooming flowers with faint ink marks.

Don’t let people praise you for your good color, just leave the pure energy to fill the universe. Early Plum Blossoms Zhang said there were white jade strips of cold plum trees on a tree, on the road back to Lincun near the creek bridge.

I don’t know that the water flowers bloomed first, but it is suspected that they have not been sold after the winter snow. Mo Mei Ju Jian Don't hate the waste of painters in painting. There is no need to seek differences, only similarities.

The jade face is not as beautiful as the color of a jackdaw, so I entrust the jade dust to the Han Palace. The early plum blossoms are all gone. Thousands of trees are about to break due to the cold, but their solitary roots are warm and alone.

In the deep snow in front of the village, a branch bloomed last night. Mo Mei, Zhang Zhen The village beside the mountain, in the deep valley and by the water, had been cut off by the sparse flowers.

I still hate the meaningless east wind, which blows mist and rain into the dark dusk. Early Plum Blossoms by Li Gongming Only the east wind blows and the west wind blows, the leaves in the mountains are empty.

Only the plum blossoms can’t be blown away, and there is still new white and new red. Mo Mei Zhao Bingwen The painter doesn't paint the face with powder, but he is afraid that others will think I am straight.

It’s impossible not to know each other when we meet, Xia Fu has always cared for beautiful women. Recalling Plum Blossoms by Li Shangyin Determined to live at the end of the world, leaning towards the beauty of things.

Winter plum blossoms are the most hated ones, often used as last year’s flowers. White Plum by Wang Mian This body is worn in the ice and snow forest, not like peaches and plums mixed with fragrant dust.

Suddenly the fragrance of the night spreads across the universe. Spring plum blossoms Wang Qi The bamboo fenced thatched cottage is content to be free from the slightest dust intrusion. Just because he misunderstood Lin Hejing, the poet has been talking about it to this day.

Playing chess with Xue Zhaoming and losing a plum blossom poem Wang Anshi Huafa is happy to see plum blossoms in spring, and one of them is piled high with snow on the roadside. He recalled the old days of Fengcheng Nanmo, Xiangyao could not come with the post envoy.

Plum blossoms are tributes. Who can see the cold weather in front of me, only the plum blossoms are accompanied by loneliness. The bright moon fills the sky like water, and when I wake up, I listen to the jade woman playing the flute.

Plum Blossom Wang Anshi There are several plum blossoms in the corner, and Ling Han blooms alone. I know it's not snow from afar, because there is a faint fragrance coming.

Plum Blossom Geng Xin In the middle of the twelfth lunar month of that year, the plum blossoms were already in decline. If you don’t believe this Spring Festival Gala, come and watch it in the snow.

The plum blossoms are in full bloom in the Zhenshi Garden. Wang Chuan sits among the flowers as the sun sets late, and there are thousands and thousands of fragrant snow branches. Since the beginning of spring, there have been no good sentences, but here the staff and quinoa suddenly become poems.

Plum Blossom Quatrains by Lu You I heard the plum blossoms blowing in the morning breeze, and snow piles filled the four mountains. How can one transform into hundreds of billions, one plum blossom tree and one blooming man?

"Miscellaneous Poems" Part 1 Wang Wei You come from your hometown, so you should know the things in your hometown. Tomorrow, before I go to bed, the winter plum blossoms have not yet bloomed.

Poems about Willow Branches by Liu Yuxi, Plum Blossoms and Qiang Flute Blowing in the North of Saibei, Poetry on the Hills of Osmanthus Trees in Huainan. Please don’t listen to the songs from the previous dynasty and listen to the new version of Willow Branch.

Newly Planted Plum Blossoms by Bai Juyi Seven newly planted plum blossoms are planted by the pond. I will check them when they are about to bloom. Don't be afraid of the peach and plum envy in Changzhou. This year will be a good year for you.

First Meeting with Plum Blossoms Written by Lu The ground in the north of the Yangtze River is not as warm as in the south, while the south of the Yangtze River is easy to break the heart of people from the north. Rouge, peach cheeks and pear pollen, used as winter plum makeup.

The flowers in the back garden are in full bloom in November, Part 2. Cai Xiang The sun is warm and fragrant, and they have been in full bloom for thousands of times. How can the spring breeze be so sentimental? It goes and comes again with the flowers.

The second rhyme is "Jade Early Plum" by Huang Tingjian. It is folded so that the cold fragrance is not exposed, and there are two or three branches of small bamboo shoots leaning against the sun. The deep care and protection of Luo Wei's green leaves has been learned by the Traveling Bee Saint.

Plum Blossom Quatrains by Lu You When I was walking around Jinxi City, I was as drunk as mud for the plum blossoms. The fragrance continues for twenty miles, from Qingyang Palace to Huanhua Stream.

Red Plums Su Shi Every year the red plum blossoms are blooming, and they are about to bloom again by the riverside. Cherish the sentimental Guan Yiling, send the spring with straightness and roots.

Hongmei Wang Shipeng Don’t be jealous of peaches and plums, they are different in appearance. It is still in the state of snow and frost, but it is not very red.

Plum Blossom Quatrains No. 2 Lu You The branches in the deep valley are more northerly, and the flowers bloom late every year. Gaobiao Yiyun, do you know that it is the time when the ice and snow accumulate?

Red Plum Blossoms on the Ridge by Fan Dacheng The misty rain and rouge shine on the pines and bamboos, and the spring breeze on the river is full of branches. The city is full of peaches and plums, and the city is lonely in the empty valley.

Plum Blossom Quatrains No. 3 Lu You The snow blows and the wind blows louder and louder, the integrity of the flowers is the strongest. When time passes, it will drift away, and I will beg for mercy from Mr. Dong even more shamefully.

Picture of Plum Blossoms by Yang Wujiu Suddenly I saw a plum tree blooming on the bank of the Han River. I don’t know that spring is coming early, so I suspect it’s a bead maker.

Exploring Plum Blossoms by Yang Wanli It’s amazing to take a walk in the mountains, it’s late at night and light twilight. One plum blossom blooms on a branch, but annoyingly it is on the highest branch.

Viewing Plum Blossoms at Sheng'en Temple Zhou Yongnian People come and go in Zhongxiang Country, and flowers trade and birds hang upside down in the wind. I like the water and light to reflect each other, and the sparse shadows to support the waves.

One of the snowy plums, Lu Meipo, has plums but no snow, which is not spiritual, and snow but no plums is vulgar. Poetry at dusk is full of snow all day long, and it is very spring when combined with plum blossoms.

Painting of Plum Blossoms by Li Fangying. The ink marks on the paper are fresh, and the plum blossoms are most attractive at certain points. I hope that the wind will blow far away, and every door and lane will become spring.

Snowy Plum No. 2 Lu Meipo The plum blossoms and snow refused to fall in spring, so the poet put down his pen and commented on it.

The plum blossoms are three cents whiter than the snow, but the snow is less fragrant than the plum blossoms.

Lingmei Zhang Daoqia There is poetry everywhere and beauty of things at any time. There is no time for socializing, and there are plum blossoms everywhere.

Thoughts on Plum Blossoms by Liu Yin The east wind blows away the dust of war, and I dream of the home of a virgin in the West Lake. I'm afraid that the spring in the south of the Yangtze River will diminish, and this heart element will not be plum blossoms.

Presented to Fan Ye and Lu Kai. The plum blossoms were picked up by the messenger and sent to the Longtou people. Jiangnan has nothing, just give me a spring branch.

"A Dream of Red Mansions" Visiting Miaoyu and Begging for Red Plums by Cao Xueqin Before the wine was opened and the bottles were not cut, I arrived in Penglai in search of spring and greetings. Instead of begging for the dew from the master's vase, I beg for the plum blossoms outside Chang'e's threshold.

The cold peach blossoms and snow are gone when you enter the world, and the fragrant purple clouds come when you leave the world. Chaya, who regrets that Shi's shoulders are thin, and his clothes are still stained with moss from the Buddhist courtyard.

"Dream of Red Mansions" Ode to Red Plum Blossoms (character for flower) Cao Xueqin The branches are sparse and the flowers are bright, and the children are extravagant in spring makeup. There is no remaining snow on the curved sill of the leisure hall, and there are sunset clouds on the empty mountains with running water.

You Meng Leng follows the red sleeve flute, and the fragrance of wandering immortals spreads across the Jiang River. The predecessor must be of Yaotai species, so there is no doubt about the difference in appearance.

"Dream of Red Mansions" Ode to Red Plum Blossoms (The Red Letter) Cao Xueqin The peaches are not yet fragrant, the apricots are not yet red, and the east wind laughs before the cold. It is difficult to distinguish the spring when the soul flies to Yuling Mountain, and the clouds are separated by the clouds and the dream is not clear.

The green calyx adds makeup and melts into the treasure torch, and the immortal helps the drunken person to cross the remaining rainbow. It seems that it is an ordinary color, the shades are determined by his ice and snow.

"Dream of Red Mansions" Ode to Red Plum Blossoms (the word plum) Cao Xueqin White plum blossoms are lazily compared to red plum blossoms. The marks on the frozen face are all covered with blood, and the sad heart without hatred is turned into ashes.

Accidentally swallowed the elixir to move the real bones, and stole the Yaochi to remove the old fetus. The spring in the north and south of the Yangtze River is brilliant, and the bees and butterflies are full of doubts and guesses.

Early Plum Blossoms by Liu Zongyuan Early plum blossoms bloom on tall trees, reflecting the blue sky. The late morning breeze carries the night fragrance, and the heavy frost nourishes the dawn.

I want to give you thousands of miles, but mountains and rivers separate you. When Han Ying is in ruins, what use is there to comfort distant visitors?

See plum blossoms in Fufengjie in mid-November. Li Shangyin. The pavilions on the road are beautiful and fragrant at odd times. Su'e is only with the moon, and the young girl does not spare the frost.

Giving a hand that is far away and empty, but hurting and leaving a broken heart. For whom is it a morning show? Not Waiting for the New Year to be Fragrant - Cold Night - Du Lei On a cold night, guests come to drink tea and wine, and the bamboo stove soup is boiling and the fire is just beginning to turn red.

Ordinarily, the first month of the month is different, but there are plum blossoms. After the snow, the plum blossoms were in full bloom and folded under the lamp. Once upon a time, the city was full of peaches and plums, looking at Dongjun, but the red plum blossoms had not yet come into spring.

The few branches outside the window are quiet, and the garden is spritely and fresh. Little Plum Blossoms in the Mountain Garden, Lin Hejing, Tang Dynasty. All the flowers are swaying and noisy, occupying the small garden with all the charm.

The sparse shadows are slanting across the clear and shallow water, and the faint fragrance is floating in the moonlight at dusk. The frost bird steals its eyes when it wants to come down, and the pink butterfly seems to know how to unite and break its soul.

Fortunately, we can have sex with each other by chanting slightly, but we don’t need to be good at carving out golden bottles. Early plum blossoms in the Southern Dynasties·Xie Xie welcome the spring, so they bloom early, and you don’t mind the cold alone.

Afraid of falling behind.

4. Li Bai’s homesickness poems, 10 five-character quatrains, I only want Li Bai’s

On a spring night in Luocheng, I heard the sound of someone’s jade flute flying quietly, spreading into the spring breeze all over Luocheng.

Hearing the broken willows in this nocturne, no one can forget the love of his hometown. Early departure from Baidi City. Farewell to Baidi among the colorful clouds. Thousands of miles of rivers and mountains are returned in one day.

The apes on both sides of the bank can't stop crying, and the boat has passed the Ten Thousand Mountains. Jingye Thoughts The bright moonlight in front of the bed is suspected to be frost on the ground.

Look up at the bright moon and lower your head to think about your hometown. Bodhisattva Man The plain forest is woven with smoke in the desert, and the cold mountain area is sad and green.

Entering the high-rise building in darkness, there are people upstairs who are worried. The jade steps stand in the air, and the birds return home in a hurry.

Where is the return journey? The long pavilion is shorter than the long pavilion. Drinking a pot of wine among the flowers under the moonlight, drinking alone without any blind date.

Raise your glass to the bright moon, and look at each other as three people. The moon doesn't know how to drink, and its shadow follows me.

For the time being, the moon will be shadowed, and we must have fun until spring. My singing moon lingers, my dancing shadows are scattered.

They make love together when they are awake, but they separate when they are drunk. We will travel together forever, and we will meet each other in Miao Yunhan.

Lanling fine wine and tulips are made among the guests, and the jade bowl contains amber light. But it makes the host drunk, and the guests don't know where they are in a foreign country.

The bright moon in Guanshan rises out of the Tianshan Mountains, among the vast sea of ??clouds. The wind blows tens of thousands of miles across Yumen Pass.

Han descended to Baideng Road, and Hu glanced at Qinghai Bay. The origin of the battle was that no one returned.

When the garrison guests look at the border towns, their faces are full of sorrow as they think about returning home. The tall building is like this night, sighing is not enough.

Crossing Jingmen to say goodbye and crossing the distance outside Jingmen to travel from the Kingdom of Chu. The mountains end with the plains, and the river flows into the wilderness.

In the flying sky realm under the moon, the clouds are forming sea towers. Still feeling pity for the water in my hometown, I send my boat sailing thousands of miles away.

***Eight songs.

5. 5 poems about homesickness

1. In the past I left, and the willows clung to me; now I come to think about it, the rain and snow are falling - "The Book of Songs. Xiaoya. Picking Wei" "

2. A sad song can be a cry, and a distant look can be a return - Han Dynasty Yuefu folk song "Elegy"

3. Hu Ma follows the north wind and crosses the bird's nest to the south branches - Han Dynasty. Nineteen ancient poems "Traveling again and again"

4. Whoever speaks from the heart of an inch of grass will be rewarded with three spring rays - "The Wandering Son's Song" by Meng Jiao of the Tang Dynasty

5. Close proximity to hometown I am even more timid and dare not ask the visitor - Tang Dynasty and Song Dynasty Zhiwen "Du Dayu Mountain"

6. When you come from your hometown, you should know the things about your hometown. In front of the beautiful window in the future, the winter plum blossoms have not yet bloomed. ? ——Wang Wei, Tang Dynasty, "Three Miscellaneous Poems"

7. There is a bright moonlight in front of the bed, which is suspected to be frost on the ground. Looking up at the bright moon, lowering one's head, thinking about hometown - Li Bai, Tang Dynasty, "Thoughts on a Quiet Night"

8. Where is my hometown, forget it unless you are drunk - Song Li Qingzhao's "Bodhisattva Man"

9. During the festive season, miss your loved ones more - Tang Dynasty Wang Wei's "September 9" Reminiscing about Shandong Brothers"

10. Tonight, when the moon is bright and everyone is looking at me, I don’t know who is missing my autumn thoughts - Wang Jian of the Tang Dynasty, "Looking at the Moon on the Night of the Fifteenth to Send to Du Langzhong"

11. Meeting People gradually feel that the local accent is different, but they hate that the orioles sound like the old mountains - "Five Poems of Manshu" by Sikong Tu of the Tang Dynasty

12. Only the mirror lake water in front of the door, the spring breeze does not change the old waves - Tang Dynasty. He Zhizhang's "Two Odd Letters on Returning to Hometown"

13. When a young boy leaves home and his elder brother returns, his local pronunciation remains unchanged and his hair on his temples fades. ——Tang Dynasty. He Zhizhang's "Odd Letter on Returning to Hometown"

14. The dew is white tonight, and the moon is bright in my hometown - Du Fu of the Tang Dynasty, "Remembering My Brother on a Moonlit Night"

15. Sadness is not the source of separation - Qu Yuan, Chu, in the Warring States Period, "Nine Songs. Shao Si" "Fate"

16. We are far away from each other, and the clothes are wearing clothes slowly - "Nineteen Ancient Poems of the Han Dynasty. Lines are repeated"

17. When people return to the back of the wild geese, they think Hair in front of the flowers - Sui Dynasty. /p>

It always sounds / on moonlit nights

The appearance of my hometown / is a kind of / vague melancholy

As if / in the fog / waving goodbye< /p>

After separation

Nostalgia/is a tree/without annual rings

Never/grows old

Nostalgia

Yu Guangzhong

Later when I was a child

Nostalgia/is a/little/stamp nostalgia/is a side/short/grave

Me /Here I am/outside

Mother/over there mother/inside

After growing up and now

Nostalgia/is—Zhang/Zhai The narrow/boat ticket nostalgia/is a bay/shallow/strait

I/at this end I/at this end

The bride/at the other end of the continent/at the other end

Nostalgia

Bian Zhilin

In the quiet night of this ancient city,

I heard the bright flute I heard in my hometown,

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Although we are separated by thousands of mountains and rivers,

there are also the same sad songs.

What I recalled in my mind by chance,

was not my long-lost father and mother.

It was just a small pond next to my hometown.

In the gentle breeze, reeds and grass grow on both sides of the pond.

<< Nostalgia>>

Yu Guangzhong

When I was a child

Nostalgia is a small stamp

Mother is on the other side

After growing up

Nostalgia is a narrow ticket

I am here

The bride is over there

Later

Nostalgia is a low grave

I am outside< /p>

Mother is inside

And now

Nostalgia is a shallow strait

I am here

The mainland is over there

Nostalgia for Xi Murong

The song of my hometown is a distant flute/I always think of it on moonlit nights

But the appearance of my hometown is A kind of vague melancholy/like waving goodbye in the fog

Thinking of Li Bai in a quiet night

The bright moonlight in front of the bed is suspected to be frost on the ground. Raise your head to look at the bright moon, lower your head to miss your hometown

Returning to Hometown Occasionally Written by He Zhizhang

When a young boy leaves home and his elder brother returns home, his local pronunciation has not changed and his hair on his temples has faded.

When children see each other but don't know each other, they smile and ask where the guest is from

The sky is clear, the sand is autumn, and the horse is far away

Withered vines, old trees and dim crows, small bridges and flowing water, people's houses, west wind and thin horses on the ancient road, the sunset Down in the west, heartbroken people are at the end of the world

In the afterglow of the four rhymes of nostalgia

Give me a piece of snowflake white, snowflake white

That snowflake white is like a letter

The waiting for that letter is the waiting of nostalgia

Give me a piece of snowflake white, snowflake white

Give me a winter plum blossom, winter plum fragrance

The fragrance of wintersweet is like that of mother

The fragrance of mother is the fragrance of the country

Give me a fragrance of wintersweet, fragrance of wintersweet

6. Ancient poems about homesickness And Appreciation (5 poems)

Thinking of the bright moonlight in front of Li Bai's bed at night, I suspected it was frost on the ground.

Raise your head to look at the bright moon, lower your head to think about your hometown. Notes: 1. Quiet Night Thoughts: thoughts caused by quiet nights.

2. Suspicious: doubt, think. 3. Raise your head: raise your head.

Rhyme translation: The bright moonlight shines in front of the bed, and it seems to be a piece of autumn frost in the blur. Look up at the bright moon, look down at the bright moon, and think about homesickness.

Appreciation 1: This poem is about the feeling of missing my hometown on a quiet moonlit night. The first two lines of the poem, "The moonlight shines brightly in front of the bed, and it seems to be frost on the ground." They describe the poet's momentary illusion in the specific environment of visiting a foreign country.

For a person who is alone in a foreign country, running around and busy during the day can dilute the sorrow of separation. However, in the dead of night, when people are quiet, waves of longing for his hometown will inevitably arise in his heart. What's more, it's a moonlit night, let alone an autumn night with a frosty moonlight.

The word "suspect" in "Suspect is frost on the ground" vividly expresses the poet's confusion and confusion when he first wakes up from sleep, mistaking the cold moonlight shining in front of the bed for thick frost covering the ground. The word "frost" is used even better. It not only describes the brightness of the moonlight, but also expresses the coldness of the season. It also highlights the loneliness and desolation of the poet wandering in a foreign country.

The last two lines of the poem, "Looking up at the bright moon and looking down at my hometown," deepen the homesickness through the depiction of movements and expressions. The word "wang" echoes the word "suspicious" in the previous sentence, indicating that the poet has turned from drowsiness to sobriety. He stared at the moon eagerly and couldn't help but think that his hometown was also under the shining of this bright moon at this moment.

This naturally leads to the conclusion of "lowering my head and thinking about my hometown". The action of "lowering the head" depicts the poet completely in deep thought.

And the word "thinking" leaves readers with rich imagination: the fathers and brothers, relatives and friends in the hometown, the mountains, rivers, plants and trees in the hometown, the lost years and past events... ...I miss you all the time. The content contained in the word "thinking" is really too rich.

This five-character quatrain vividly reveals the poet's inner activities from "doubt" to "hope" to "thinking", and clearly outlines a picture of homesickness on a moonlit night. The language of the poem is fresh and simple, as clear as words; the expression is spoken casually and in one go.

But the concept is full of twists and turns. The content of the poem is easy to understand, but the poetic meaning is difficult to fully appreciate.

Hu Yinglin, a scholar of the Ming Dynasty, said: "The quatrains in Taibai are composed of words, which means that they have no intention of doing anything but do nothing about it" ("Shi Sou·Inner Edition"). This poem "Thoughts on a Quiet Night" can be said to be an excellent illustration of the "naturalness" and "no intention of work but no lack of work" artistic characteristics of Li Bai's poetry.

"Remembering Brothers from Shandong on September 9th" Wang Wei I am a stranger in a foreign land, but I miss my family even more during the festive season. I know from afar that when my brothers climbed to a high place, there was only one less person planting dogwood trees.

Comment: The poem describes the homesickness of a wanderer. The poet urgently gets to the point at the beginning, writing about the loneliness and desolation of life in a foreign land. Therefore, he always misses his hometown and misses his people. When he encounters a good festival, his longing is doubled.

Then the poem jumps to writing about brothers far away in their hometown. When they climb high according to the custom of Double Ninth Festival, they also miss themselves. The poetry jumps repeatedly, is implicit and deep, is simple and natural, and has twists and turns.

"I miss my relatives even more during the festive season" has been a famous saying among wanderers for thousands of years, and has touched the hearts of many wanderers. Reminiscing about my brother-in-law on a moonlit night by Du Fu The sound of drums breaks the line of people, and there is a sound of wild geese on the edge of autumn.

The dew is white tonight, and the moon is bright in my hometown. All my brothers are scattered, and I have no family to ask about life and death.

The letter sent was not delivered, and the army was not suspended. Notes 1. Xugu: the watch drum on Xulou.

2. Bianqiu: One is "Autumn Bian", the border of autumn. 3. Long: always, always.

Rhyme and Meaning: Watching drums are ringing in Xulou, and no traces of pedestrians are seen on the road. On the border of autumn, the sad cry of lone wild geese is heard. Today is the white dew, and I suddenly think of my brothers far away. I look at the moon with nostalgia and feel that the moon in my hometown is rounder and brighter.

It’s a pity that we have brothers, but they are far apart from each other. They have a home but they don’t have one. Where can I find out whether they are alive or dead? I usually send letters, but they often never arrive, not to mention that the war is raging and the rebellion has not yet been put down.

Commentary: The poem was written in the second year of Qianyuan (759), when the Anshi Rebellion had not yet been calmed down. As a teacher, he was displaced during the war, experienced national difficulties and family worries, and was filled with sorrow and indignation.

Looking at the autumn moon and missing my brothers and sisters, I express my nostalgia for my family and country. The whole poem is well-organized, with the beginning and the end echoing each other, and the structure is tight and interlocking. Every sentence is inherited and completed in one go.

The sentence "The dew is white tonight, and the moon is bright in my hometown" shows the magic and vigor of sentence making. Miscellaneous Poems Wang Wei You come from your hometown, you should know the things in your hometown.

In front of the beautiful window tomorrow, the winter plum blossoms have not yet bloomed. Notes 1. Coming day: refers to the day of departure.

2. Qi Window: A window with exquisite carvings. 3. Flowering: blooming.

Rhyme You have just come out of our hometown, so you must be familiar with the people and affairs in your hometown; I would like to ask if the wintersweet flower was blooming in front of my window when you came? Comment: This is a poem that expresses nostalgia. There are three original poems, and this is the second one.

The poem uses the technique of white description to concisely and vividly depict the protagonist's homesickness. For those who have left their hometown, there are many things to miss in their hometown.

However, the poem does not write about nostalgia for the mountains and rivers, local customs and customs, but about "have the winter plum blossoms bloomed yet?" in front of the window. It is really "seeing the spirit in the subtleties", combining skill with simplicity, rich charm and lifelikeness. ⑷The Capital Master got a letter from his family [Ming Dynasty] Yuan Kai. The river is three thousand miles away, and the letter from his family contains fifteen lines.

There is no other words to say, except to return home soon. ⑸ Watching the mountains with the Master Haochu and sending them to relatives in Beijing [Tang Dynasty] Dai Shulun The sharp mountains by the sea are like swords, and the coming of autumn cuts the heart of sorrow everywhere.

If you were to transform into hundreds of billions of people, you would go up to the top of the mountain and look at your hometown. ⑹ Wen Yan [Tang Dynasty] Wei Yingwu Where is my hometown? It’s a leisurely time to return to your thoughts.

On an autumn rainy night in Huainan, Gaozhai heard the wild geese.