1. An ancient poem about Qu Yuan’s homesickness

1. Hu Ma followed the north wind and crossed the southern branch of the bird’s nest. ——Nineteen ancient poems "Traveling again and again"

2. Don't be sad because of separation. ——Qu Yuan's "Nine Songs, Shao Siming"

3. When meeting people, I gradually feel that the local accent is different, but I hate that the orioles sound like their hometown. ——Sikong Tu's "Five Poems in Manshu"

4. Last year I saw you farewell in the flowers, but today it has been a year since the flowers bloomed. ——Wei Yingwu's "Send to Li Dan and Yuan Xi"

5. After a man returns home, his thoughts are in front of the flowers. ——Xue Daoheng, "People miss home every day"

6. Peach plums, spring breeze, a glass of wine, rivers and lakes, night rain, ten years of light. ——Huang Tingjian's "Send Huang Jifu"

7. It's easy to say goodbye, but it's hard to see when it's time to say goodbye. The flowers fall when the water falls, and the spring is gone. It's heaven and earth. ——Li Yu's "Lang Tao Sha"

8. The river is three thousand miles away, and the family letter contains fifteen lines. There was no other words to say while walking, except that he would return home as soon as possible. ——Yuan Kai's "Letter from the Capital"

9. The water in Peach Blossom Pond is a thousand feet deep, not as deep as Wang Lun's gift to me. ——Li Bai's "Gift to Wang Lun"

10. I advise you to drink another glass of wine. There will be no old friends when you leave Yangguan in the west. ——Wang Wei's "Weicheng Song"

11. If there is no north-south road outside the door, the world should be free from the sorrow of separation. ——Du Mu's "Farewell"

12. Constant cutting and confusion are the sorrow of separation and the general feeling of separation in the heart. ——Li Yu's "Happy Meeting"

13. In the past, I left, and the willows lingered; now I come to think about it, and the rain and snow are falling. ——"The Book of Songs, Xiaoya, and Caiwei"

14. I miss my loved ones even more during the festive season. ——Wang Wei "Remembering Shandong Brothers on September 9th"

15. When you come from your hometown, you should know about your hometown. Will the plum blossoms bloom in front of the beautiful window tomorrow? . ——Wang Wei's "Three Miscellaneous Poems"

16. The childish child held up his clothes and asked, why is it too late to return? ***Who fights for time and wins the hair on the sideburns? ——Du Mu's "Going Home"

17. People say that the setting sun is the end of the world, but you can't see home even if you look to the end of the world. I already hate that the green mountains are blocking each other, and the green mountains are still covered by dusk clouds. ——Li Gou's "Homesickness"

18. We are far away from each other, and the clothes are wearing thin. ——"Nineteen Ancient Poems·Line after Line"

19. There is bright moonlight in front of the bed, I suspect it is frost on the ground. I look up at the bright moon and lower my head to think about my hometown. ——Li Bai's "Quiet Night Thoughts"

20. The dew is white tonight, and the moon is bright in my hometown. ——Du Fu's "Remembering My Brother on a Moonlit Night"

21. Don’t worry if you have no friends in the future, no one in the world will know you. ——Gao Shi's "Farewell to Dongda"

22. The hotel is sleepless under the cold light, and the guest's heart becomes desolate. Tonight I miss my hometown thousands of miles away, and I will see another year of frost on my temples tomorrow. ——Gao Shi's "Masterpiece"

23. Elegies can be used as weeping, and looking from afar can be used as returning home. ——Han Yuefu Folk Song "Elegy"

24. It is difficult to say goodbye when we meet, the east wind is powerless and the flowers are withered. ——Li Shangyin's "Untitled"

25. There should be no hatred. When will we grow up and become full? . ——Su Shi's "Shui Tiao Ge Tou"

26. When I go up to the river tower alone, I feel confused. The moonlight is like water and the water is like sky. Where are the people who come to watch the moon together?

The scenery is vaguely like last year. ——Zhao Xia's "Reminiscences of Jianglou"

27. When the young boy left home and his boss returned home, his local pronunciation has not changed, his hair on his temples has faded. ——He Zhizhang's "Book of Returning to Hometown"

28. Only the water of the mirror lake in front of the door, the spring breeze does not change the old waves. ——He Zhizhang's "Two Occasional Letters on Returning to Hometown"

29. Separation and hatred are just like spring grass, which can lead to life even further. ——Nan Li Yu's "Qing Ping Le"

30. I am more timid when I am close to my hometown, and I dare not ask the visitor. ——Song Zhiwen's "Du Dayu Ling" 2. Ancient poems in memory of Qu Yuan

There are many poems in memory of Qu Yuan in the past dynasties. Here are a few excerpts:

"Looking South of the Temple at Night" Du Fu of the Tang Dynasty

A hundred feet leads to the beauty of the river, and the sun sets over the lonely boat. The rising moon is still like walking sticks, and the moon is full of clouds and sand.

Mountain ghosts are obsessed with spring bamboos, and Xiang'e leans on dusk flowers. Hunan is so pure that it will last forever.

"Dragon Boat Festival" Tang Dynasty. Wenxiu

Who said the origin of the Dragon Boat Festival? It is rumored to be Qu Yuan throughout the ages.

It is laughable that the Chu River is empty, and it cannot wash away the injustice of the direct officials.

"Li Sao" by Lu Guimeng of the Tang Dynasty

When Tian Wen summoned the soul again, there was no reason for it to penetrate the emperor's palace.

Little did you know that a thousand beautiful sentences are no match for a single slander.

"Diao Lingjun" by Wang Lufu of the Tang Dynasty

The eternity of Miluo is deep, and the Tao of humanity will not sink.

The sun and moon of the Tang Dynasty should see the hearts of Chu ministers.

"The Miluo River is deep forever, but the poet Qu Yuan's moral integrity will never sink." These two sentences describe that the depth of the Miluo River remains unchanged forever, but it cannot drown the noble character and integrity of the poet Qu Yuan. The "Miluo" in the sentence refers to the name of the river in today's northeastern Hunan. The river has two sources. One comes out of Xiushui County, Jiangxi Province, and the other comes out of Pingjiang County. It was called Milu River and Luo River in ancient times. It flows west to Xiangyin County and enters Dongting Lake. It is said that Qu Yuan threw himself into Miluo and died. "Sao people", that is, Sao style poets, here refers to Qu Yuan.

"The bright moon of the Tang Dynasty should see the heart of Chu Chen." These two sentences are derived from the previous sentence, meaning that from the brilliant moon of the Tang Dynasty, one can see Qu Yuan's heart that shines with the sun and the moon. heart. "Mingming" in the sentence means bright; "Chu Chen" refers to Qu Yuan.

"Chu Chenxin" refers to Qu Yuan's patriotism, which is integrated with the "Sao Humanity" in the previous two sentences. These two sentences correspond to the previous two sentences. The first two sentences illustrate that Qu Yuan's way will last forever from the long time; these two sentences go further, explaining from a broad space that Qu Yuan's loyalty to the emperor and patriotism will last forever. These two sentences also have roots. "Historical Records: Biography of Qu Yuan" records: "Li Sao" "Its writing is simple, its words are subtle, its ambition is clean, and its conduct is honest. It is said that the writing is small but the meaning is great, and the examples are short and far-reaching; its ambition is clean, so It is said that things are fragrant; its conduct is honest, so it is not allowed to die; it is soaked in the mud, the cicadas are sloughed out of the filth, and it is outside the floating dust, and does not get the filth of the world; it is as bright as the mud but not wet. It is a common phenomenon for poets to use the sun and the moon to express their feelings in the Tang Dynasty, and the author links the bright sun and the moon with Qu Yuan's patriotism, which is more poetic and picturesque. and profound meaning. 3. Poems about missing one’s hometown Poems about missing one’s hometown

1. In the past, I left, and the willows lingered; now I come to think about it, and the rain and snow are falling ------> 2. Elegies can be used as weeping, Looking from afar, one can find angelica ------ Han Yuefu Folk Songs > 3. Hu Ma follows the north wind, crossing the bird's nest on the south branch ------ Nineteen Ancient Poems of Han Dynasty > 4. Whoever talks about the heart of an inch of grass will be rewarded three times Chunhui ------ Meng Jiao of Tang Dynasty > 5. I am more timid when I am close to my hometown and dare not ask the stranger ------ Questions of Tang and Song Dynasty > 6. When you come from your hometown, you should know what is going on in your hometown. In front of the beautiful window, have the winter plum blossoms bloomed yet? ------Wang Wei of the Tang Dynasty> 7. There is a bright moonlight in front of the bed, which is suspected to be frost on the ground. I look up at the bright moon and lower my head to think of my hometown------Li Bai of the Tang Dynasty> 8. Where is my hometown? I have forgotten it. Unless you are drunk ------ Li Qingzhao of the Song Dynasty > 9. I miss my loved ones even more during the festive season ------ Wang Wei of the Tang Dynasty > 10. Tonight, when the moon is bright, everyone can see, I don’t know who is missing my autumn thoughts ----- -Wang Jian of the Tang Dynasty> 11. When meeting people, I gradually feel that the local accent is different, but I hate that the orioles sound like the old mountains------Sikong Tu of the Tang Dynasty> 12. Only the mirror lake in front of the door, the spring breeze does not change the old waves---- --He Zhizhang of the Tang Dynasty> 13. When a young boy leaves home and his elder comes back, his local pronunciation has not changed and his hair on his temples has faded. ------Tang. He Zhizhang> 14. The dew is white tonight, and the moon is bright in my hometown ------Tang .Du Fu> 15. There is no sorrow but separation - Warring States Period. Chu. Qu Yuan> 16. We are far away from each other, and our clothes are wearing thin - Han Dynasty.> 17. People return to the wild geese. , thinking in front of flowers ------ Sui Dynasty. Sorrow of separation. Farewell is a common feeling in my heart------Li Yu> 20. It is easy to see each other but hard to see each other. The flowers fall when the water falls and the spring is gone. In the world of heaven and earth------Li Yu> 21. If we don't see each other in life, it will be like moving. Participating in business------Du Fu of the Tang Dynasty> 22. I urge you to drink another glass of wine, and there will be no old friends when you leave Yangguan in the west------Wang Wei of the Tang Dynasty> 23. Don’t worry about having no friends in the world. I don’t know you------Tang Gao Shi> 24. The Peach Blossom Pond is a thousand feet deep, not as deep as Wang Lun’s gift to me------Li Bai> 25. Last year I saw you farewell in the flowers, but today it has been a year since the flowers bloomed ------Tang. Wei Yingwu> 26. It is difficult to say goodbye when we meet. The east wind is powerless and the flowers are withered------Tang. Li Shangyin> 27. Candles are willing to say goodbye and shed tears for others until dawn--- ---Du Mu of the Tang Dynasty> 28. If there are no north and south roads outside the door, the world should be free from the sorrow of separation------Du Mu of the Tang Dynasty> 29. A cup of wine in the spring breeze of peaches and plums, a light in the rainy night in the rivers and lakes for ten years------ Song Dynasty. Huang Tingjian> 30. When I go up to the river tower alone, I feel lonely, the moonlight is like water and the water is like the sky. Where are the people who come to watch the moon together? The scenery is vaguely like last year------Tang Zhao Xia> 31. There should be no hatred. When will we grow up and become full again? ------Su Shi of the Song Dynasty> 1 Night Thoughts There was bright moonlight in front of Li Bai's bed, which was suspected to be frost on the ground.

Look up at the bright moon and lower your head to think about your hometown. On a February night, remembering my brother-in-law, Du Fu's garrison drum cut off the line of people, and there was a sound of wild geese on the edge of the 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 troops were not suspended. 3 Shui Tiao Ge Tou Su Shi Bingchen was drinking happily during the Mid-Autumn Festival, and was very drunk. He wrote this piece while pregnant with his son.

When will the bright moon appear? Ask the sky for wine. I wonder what year it is today in the palace in the sky? I want to ride the wind back home, but I am afraid that it will be cold in the high places.

Dance and figure out the shadow, how can it be like being in the human world. Turning around the Zhu Pavilion, looking down at the door, the light shines on the sleepless people. There should be no hatred. Why do things always end when we say goodbye? People have joys and sorrows, separations and reunions, and the moon waxes and wanes. This is a difficult thing in ancient times.

I wish you a long life, thousands of miles away from Chanjuan! 4 Yong Yu Le Su Shi stayed in Yanzi Tower in Pengcheng at night and dreamed about it, so he wrote this poem. The bright moon is like frost, the wind is as good as water, and the scenery is infinite.

Fish are jumping in Qugang, lotuses are pouring out, and no one can see the loneliness. In the three drums, a leaf is sonorous, and the dark dreamy clouds are broken.

The night is vast, and I am looking for nowhere again. I feel like I have been to the small garden all over the place. A tired traveler from the end of the world, returning to the mountains, looking past his hometown.

The swallow building is empty, where is the beauty? The swallow is locked in the empty building. The past and present are like dreams, never dreamed, but there are old joys and new resentments.

At the same time, Yu Hao sighed at the night view of Huanglou. 5 Taichang Yin Xin Qiji Jiankang Mid-Autumn Night, giving Lu Shuqian a round of autumn shadows turning into golden waves, and the flying mirror was polished again.

Asking Chang'e for wine, she was deceived by her gray hair. Take a good ride in the wind, see the sky thousands of miles away, and look straight down at the mountains and rivers. Cut away the Gui Po Suo, and humanity will become clearer and brighter! 6. Mulan Huaman Xin Qiji drank wine during the Mid-Autumn Festival, and the guest said that the previous poems had poems about waiting for the moon, but not about sending the moon, because they used the style of "Tianwen".

My poor moon, where are you going? It's a different world. I can only see it over there. The light and shadow are to the east. The sky is empty and sweaty, but the wind is blowing and the wind is blowing brightly to usher in the Mid-Autumn Festival? Who can tie the flying mirror without roots? If Chang'e doesn't marry, who will stay? It is said that there is no reason to go through the bottom of the sea, and the trance makes people sad.

Afraid of thousands of miles of whales, the Jade Palace and the Qiong Tower will be destroyed vertically and horizontally. The toad is so worthy of bathing in the water, so he asks, "How can the jade rabbit understand the ups and downs?" If everything is fine, how come it gradually becomes like a hook? On September 9th, I recall my brothers from Shandong, Wang Wei. I am a stranger in a foreign land. I miss my family members even more during the festive season. I know from afar that my brothers have climbed to a high place, and there is one less person planting dogwood trees everywhere. Su Shi, the singer of water tunes, when will the bright moon come? Ask the blue sky with wine.

I don’t know what year it is in the palace in the sky. I want to ride the wind back home, but I'm afraid of the beautiful buildings and jade buildings. It's too cold at high places.

Dance and clear the shadow, how does it seem to be in the human world. Turning to the Zhu Pavilion, you can see the low Qi household, and the light will make you sleepless.

There should be no hatred, why will things last forever when we say goodbye? People have joys and sorrows, separations and reunions, and the moon waxes and wanes. This has never been the case in ancient times.

I hope that people will live forever, thousands of miles away from the beauty of the moon. Love Letters on the Way Back to the West at Autumn Twilight by Bai Juyi Under the light of Geng Geng’s journey, I feel more worried and less sleepy.

Homesickness usually occurs early, before the rooster crows. In September, the grass and trees fall, and the distant mountains are leveled.

In the autumn shade and dawn, all the trees are green. I went to the east in autumn and started to travel west this autumn.

The horse is thin and the clothes are torn. It has been two years since I came to another house. I feel sad when I return home, but I don’t have a bag of money when I return home.

Although the heart is not blue paste, it is unnaturally peaceful. Homesickness outside the Yangtze River Wei Zhuang Every spring, I feel sad in a foreign land, and I can learn about Du Qu and Oriole.

On the banks of the river at sunset, there are traces of heartbroken smoke and willows. Two Qin Songs by Sima Xiangru The Phoenix returns to its hometown and travels around the world seeking its emperor.

If you don’t meet me at that time, you will have nothing to do. How can you realize that you are going to be promoted to this hall now? There is a beautiful lady in the boudoir, and the people in the room are poisonous to my intestines. How come they are like mandarin ducks with their necks crossed, and they are soaring in the air! The emperor comes to live with me, and I have to entrust her to be my concubine forever.

Who is the one who knows how to communicate and understand each other in the middle of the night? Both wings rise and fly high, without feeling, my thoughts make me sad. When I first entered the gorge, the bitter wind sent me to my relatives and friends in my hometown. Chen Ziang, my hometown friend today.

We sit together at a happy gathering. It’s better to know Baxia Road.

Thank you for your hard work. The wild goose, Du Mu, carries a reed in its mouth thousands of miles away from its hometown. The snow and rain fly towards Xiaoxiang.

A few lonely pillows make me shed tears, a few high places. 4. Poems describing missing one’s hometown

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 pure and the sand is pure, Autumn Thoughts (Ma Zhiyuan)

The dead vines and old trees are full of crows, the small bridges and flowing water are home, and the old road is westerly and the horses are thin.

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

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. Still feeling pity for the water in my hometown, I send my boat sailing thousands of miles away.

Thoughts on a Quiet Night

Li Bai

The bright moonlight in front of the bed is suspected to be frost on the ground.

Looking up at the bright moon, looking down at my hometown

Shier (Lu You)

After death, I know that everything is in vain, but I am not as sad as Jiuzhou.

Wang Shibei fixed the day of the Central Plains, and he did not forget 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. 5. Poems about missing your hometown

1. When you come from your hometown, you should know about it.

Will the winter plum blossoms bloom in front of the beautiful window tomorrow? (Wang Wei: "Miscellaneous Poems")

2. When the young man left home and his elder brother came back, his local pronunciation remained unchanged and his hair on his temples faded.

Children don’t recognize each other, and they laugh and ask where the guest comes from. (He Zhizhang: "Occasionally Returning to Hometown")

3. The sound of the book outside the mountains is broken, and the winter returns to the beginning of spring.

I feel even more timid when I'm close to my hometown, and don't dare to ask anyone. (Song Zhiwen: "Crossing the Han River")

4. Traveling outside the green mountains, boating in front of the green water.

The tide is flat, the banks are wide, the wind is blowing and the sail is hanging.

Hai Ri is born and the night is over, and Jiang Chun people are in the old year.

Where can I find the hometown book? Return to Yanluoyang.

(Wang Wan: "Under the Cibeigu Mountain")

5. I am only seven days old and have been away from home for two years.

When people return home after the wild geese, their thoughts are in front of the flowers. (Xue Daoheng: "People miss home every day")

6. There is a bright moonlight 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. (Li Bai: "Thoughts on a Quiet Night")

7. The sound of someone's jade flute spreads into the spring breeze and fills Luo City.

Hearing the broken willows in this nocturne, no one can forget the love of his hometown. (Li Bai: "Listening to the Flute in Luocheng on a Spring Night") 6. Poems describing missing one's hometown

Poems describing missing one's hometown Friday, January 26, 2007 21:04 Drinking alone under the moon (Li Bai) Huajian Yi A pot of wine, drinking alone without a 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 now, 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.

Looking at the Moon and Huaiyuan (Zhang Jiuling) The bright moon rises on the sea, and the end of the world is at this time. Lovers complain about the distant night, but they start to miss each other at night! When the candle is extinguished, the compassionate light is full, and when I put on my clothes, I feel the dew.

I can't bear to give away gifts, but I still have a good night's sleep. There is a pregnant woman under the moon in the autumn night (Meng Haoran) The bright moon hangs in the autumn sky, moistened by the dew.

The startled magpie has not yet settled down, and the flying firefly rolls in behind the curtain. The cold shadows of the locust tree in the courtyard are sparse, and the neighbor's pestle sounds urgently at night.

How long is the good time! Standing looking at the sky. Mid-Autumn Moon (Yan Shu) Ten rounds of frost shadows turn around the courtyard. This evening, people are alone in the corner. Su'e may not be without regrets. The jade toad is cold and the osmanthus is alone. Mid-Autumn Moon (Su Shi) The dusk clouds have collected and overflowed with the cold, and the silver man turned the jade plate silently.

This life and this night will not last long. Where can I see the bright moon next year? Looking at the Moon in Huanting Pavilion on the Night of August 15th (Bai Juyi, Tang Dynasty) On the night of August 15th of that year, I was by the apricot garden by the Qujiang Pool.

On the night of August 15th this year, in front of the Shatou Water Museum in Penpu. Where is the hometown to the northwest? How many times is the moon full to the southeast?

Yesterday the wind blew and no one was there, but tonight the light is as clear as in previous years. Waiting for the moon in the Mid-Autumn Festival (Lu Guimeng) The lack of frost has turned to late and the good wind has turned like a farewell curtain. The tree is leaning and the love is infinite. The candles are dark and the fragrance is lingering. I sit without saying goodbye. I love the Sheng tune. I hear the music in the north. I am gradually seeing the stars. I am missing the southern Ji. Who is the school? Coolness and lust. On the night of the 15th day of the eighth lunar month in Tianzhu Temple (Tangpi day off), a jade stone falls under the moon wheel, and a new one is found in front of the temple.

So far, there is no such thing as heaven, it should be thrown to people by Chang'e. Song Su Shi's "Seeing the Moon in the Mid-Autumn Festival and Ziyou" The bright moon is not yet high in the mountains, and the auspicious light is thousands of feet long.

Before the cup is full, silver surges out, and chaotic clouds break away like crashing waves. Whoever washes his eyes for God should use thousands of dendrobium waters from the Ming River.

So I looked coldly at the people in the world, and I couldn't bear to look at it. The sparks in the southwest are like projectiles, and the horns and tails are bright and clear, like dragons and dragons.

Tonight I can't see anything, but the fireflies are fighting to clear the cold. Whose boat was in Bian yesterday? Thousands of lights made fish and dragons change at night.

Chase the waves carelessly through twists and turns, go to the festival with a low head and follow the song board. The green light disappears before turning around the mountain, and the waves and winds will not be strong again.

The bright moon is easy to be low and people are easy to disperse. When you come back to drink, you will pay more attention to it. The moonlight in front of the hall is getting clearer and clearer, and the throat is cold and the grass is dew.

No one is around when the roller blinds are pushed open. Only Old Chu is mute under the window. Don't be ashamed of poverty in Nandu. There are several people who write poems about the moon.

The personnel affairs of the Ming Dynasty follow the sunrise, and suddenly I have a dream of a guest from Yaotai. Climbing a tower to look at the moon in the Mid-Autumn Festival (Song Dynasty Mi Fu) My eyes are so poor that the Huaihai Sea is as full as silver, and thousands of rainbow lights nurture the treasures of clams.

If there is no moon door in the sky, the cassia branches will support the westward wheel. Nizhuang Mid-Autumn Festival (Yuan Haowen) The days are too thin and the clothes are narrow. The autumn is cold. The children are walking together and recalling the journey. Little did they know that it is hard to dew. The sound of the hut, the sound of the stream, the rocky beach, the night in the mountains, the moon arrives at dawn, but I have never seen the nostalgia in the poem. 1. You are from your hometown. Come.

You should know about your hometown. Will the winter plum blossoms bloom in front of the beautiful window tomorrow? (Wang Wei's "Miscellaneous Poems") 2. When the young man left home and his elder brother came back, his local pronunciation remained unchanged and his hair on his temples faded.

Children don’t recognize each other, and they laugh and ask where the guest comes from. "He Zhizhang's "Occasionally Returning to Hometown") 3. The audio book outside the mountains is broken, and the winter returns to spring. I feel even more timid when I'm close to my hometown and don't dare to ask anyone.

"Song Zhiwen "Crossing the Han River") 4. Traveling outside the green mountains, boating in front of the green water. The tide is flat, the banks are wide, the wind is blowing and the sail is hanging.

Hai Ri is born and the night is over, and Jiang Chun is entering the old year. Where can I find the hometown book? It's near Yanluoyang.

(Wang Wan's "Ci Beigu Mountain") 5. I am only seven days old and have been away from home for two years. After returning to the wild geese, my thoughts are in front of the flowers.

(Xue Daoheng's "People Think About Home") 6. There is a bright moonlight in front of the bed, which is suspected to be frost on the ground. Raise your head to look at the bright moon, lower your head to think about your hometown.

(Li Bai's "Quiet Night Thoughts" 7. The sound of someone's jade flute is flying in the dark, and the spring breeze is scattered all over Luo City. In this nocturne, the broken willows are heard, who can't remember the feelings of the motherland.

( Li Bai's "Hearing the Flute in Luocheng on a Spring Night") 8. It's been ten years since I left Bingzhou, and I remember Xianyang day and night. Shuofang") 9. The garrison drum breaks the line of people, and there is a sound of wild geese in the autumn. The dew is white tonight, and the moon is bright in my hometown.

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

The letter sent was not delivered, but the troops were not suspended.

Three Homesick Poems by Bai Juyi Looking at the Post Office There are willows in the windows of Jing'an's house, and flowers blooming on the ground in front of the Post Office. The spring light in both places ends at the same day, and the residents miss their guests and their homes.

Homesickness on the night of winter solstice in Handan. During the winter solstice in the post office in Handan, shadows in front of lamps hugging one’s knees accompany me. I think that when I sit at home late at night, I should talk about people traveling far away.

Farewell to Nanpu Farewell to Nanpu is desolate, the west wind is blowing in autumn. I feel heartbroken when I see it, so don’t look back.

1. In the past, I went away, and the willows clung to me; now I come to think about it, and the rain and snow are falling - "The Book of Songs. Xiaoya. Picking Wei" 2. Elegies can be regarded as weeping, and looking into the distance can be regarded as returning home - Han Dynasty Yuefu folk song "Elegy" 3. Hu Ma followed the north wind and crossed the bird's nest to the south branches - Nineteen ancient poems of the Han Dynasty "Traveling again and again" 4. Whoever speaks from the heart of an inch of grass will receive three spring rays - Meng Jiao of the Tang Dynasty "Wandering Son's Song" 5. Being close to hometown makes you even more timid, and you don't dare to ask the visitor - Tang and Song Zhiwen "Du Dayu Mountain" 6. When you come from your hometown, you should know the things in 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 bright moonlight in front of the bed, which is suspected to be frost on the ground. I look up at the bright moon and lower my head to think about my hometown. ——Li Bai, Tang Dynasty, "Quiet Night Thoughts" 8. Where is my hometown? I have forgotten it. Unless you are drunk - Li Qingzhao of the Song Dynasty, "The Bodhisattva Man" 9. Thinking about your loved ones even more during the festive season - Wang Wei of the Tang Dynasty, "Remembering the Shandong Brothers on September 9th" 10. Tonight, when the moon is bright and everyone looks around, 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 and Mailing it to Dr. Du" 11. Gradually I feel that the local accent is different when meeting people, but I hate that the orioles sound like the old mountains - "Five Poems in Manshu" by Sikong Tu of the Tang Dynasty 12. Only the water of the mirror lake in front of the door, the spring breeze Don’t change the waves of the old times - Tang Dynasty. He Zhizhang's "Two Odd Letters on Returning to Hometown" 13. The young man left home and the old man came back, but the local pronunciation has not changed and the hair on the temples has faded. - Tang Dynasty. He Zhizhang's "Odd Letter on Returning to Hometown" 14. The dew is white tonight , the moon is the brightness of my hometown - Du Fu of the Tang Dynasty, "Remembering My Brother on a Moonlit Night" 15. No sadness comes from parting - Qu Yuan, Chu of the Warring States Period, "Nine Songs. Shao Siming" 16. The day has passed, and the clothes have worn off. Slow down - Han Dynasty "Nineteen Ancient Poems. Lines and Lines" 17. When people return after falling geese, their thoughts are in front of flowers - Sui Dynasty. ? The bright moon is so bright that it shines on my bed curtains. I can't sleep due to sadness, so I pick up my clothes and wander around.

Although it is a pleasant trip, it is better to return home early. When I go out and feel alone, who should I complain to? The leader returned to the room and shed tears on his clothes.

Friday, September 19, 2008 14:33 1. In the past, I left, and the willows lingered; now I come to think about it, the rain and snow are falling ------> 2. Elegies can be used as tears, far away Hope you can get Angelica ------ Han Yuefu Folk Song > 3. Hu Ma follows the north wind, crossing the bird's nest on the south branch ------ Nineteen Ancient Poems of Han Dynasty > 4. Whoever speaks of the heart of an inch of grass will receive three spring rays -.