Do famous poems count?

1. There is bright moonlight in front of the bed,

I suspect it is frost on the ground.

Looking up at the bright moon,

Bow your head and miss your hometown - Li Bai of the Tang Dynasty Love your loved ones more than ever.

I know from afar that my brothers have climbed to a high place.

There is one less person planting dogwood trees everywhere. Wang Wei of the Tang Dynasty recalled Shandong brothers on September 9th gt;gt;

3. The country is broken by mountains and rivers, and the city is springy with deep vegetation.

I am moved to tears by the flowers, and the birds are frightened by the hatred.

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

The white-headed scratches are shorter, and the lust is overwhelming.

4. I can’t sleep alone in the cold light of the hotel.

How could the guest’s heart become so sad?

I miss my hometown tonight,

It will be another year of frost on my temples. Written on New Year's Eve [Tang Dynasty] Gao Shi

5. Loving Mother's Song

The thread in the hands of the loving mother,

The clothes on the wanderer's body.

Before leaving, there is a tight gap,

I fear that I will return later.

6. As you come from your hometown, you should know about your hometown. Tomorrow, in front of the beautiful window, the winter plum blossoms have not yet bloomed? (Wang Wei: "Miscellaneous Poems")

7. The young man left home and the old man came back,

The local pronunciation has not changed and the hair on the temples has faded.

Children don’t recognize each other when they see each other.

Laughingly asking where the visitor is from? (He Zhizhang: "Returning to Hometown")

8. Lingwai Sound The book is broken, and after winter comes spring again.

I am even more timid when I am close to my hometown,

I dare not ask the visitor. (Song Zhiwen: "Crossing the Han River")

9. Traveling outside the green mountains,

sailing in front of the green water.

The tide is flat and the banks are wide,

The wind is blowing and the sail is hanging.

Hai Ri is born and the night is over,

Jiang Chun people are in the old year.

Where can I find my hometown book?

I return to Yanluoyang. (Wang Wan: "Under the Cibeigu Mountain")

9. It has only been seven days since spring, and it has been two years since I left home.

When a man returns home after the wild geese, his thoughts are in front of the flowers. (Xue Daoheng: "Everyone Thinks of Returning")

10. The sound of someone's jade flute flies silently,

and spreads into the spring breeze all over Luo City.

In this nocturne, I heard the willows breaking,

Who can't afford the love of my hometown? (Li Bai: "Listening to the Flute in Luocheng on a Spring Night")

11. It has been ten years since the guest house was in the same state.

I return to my heart and recall Xianyang day and night.

I crossed the Sanggan River for no reason, but I thought Bingzhou was my hometown. (Liu Zao: "Lvci Shuofang")