The road to the east of the old garden is long.

Tears in the dragon bell with double sleeves.

I'll see you soon. Without paper and pen,

Use your information to report peace.

People miss home every day.

Xue Daoheng

People only have seven days in spring.

I have been away from home for two years.

When people return to the geese,

Think before and after.

Travel to the north

Liuzao

It has been frosted ten times in Bingzhou Guest House.

Remember Xianyang day and night.

Change dry mulberry water for no reason,

But I hope Bing is my hometown.

On a spring night, I smell the flute in Los Angeles.

Lipper

Whose Yu Di flies in the dark,

Spring breeze scattered in Los Angeles.

In this serenade, I heard the sound of willows.

Who can't afford to be homesick?

(1) Li Bai, who will enter the wine?

Have you ever noticed how the water of the Yellow River flows out of heaven and into the ocean, never to return! Have you ever noticed that in the bright mirror of the high room, what lovely hair, although still silky black in the morning, turns into snow at night! Oh, let a man with spirit take risks where he wants to go, and never point his golden cup at the moon empty! . Since God has given talents, let them be used! As for the money, although it is scattered, it will get together again. Cook a sheep, kill a cow, sharpen your appetite, and let me, 300 bowls, take a big drink! . Master Cen, Dan Qiusheng can drink and drink endlessly. Let me sing you a song! Please listen to me.

What are bells and drums, delicacies and treasures? I hope I will never wake up. Ancient sober people and sages were forgotten, and only great drinkers can be immortalized. Chen bought a barrel of wine with 10 thousand gold coins at a banquet in the temple, and everyone laughed and said one-liners Why do you say, my master, your money is gone? , to buy wine, we drink together! . Five flower horses, Hsi Chin, give them to the boy in exchange for good wine. Whatever you want, sell eternal sorrow.

(2) Du Fu looking forward to spring

Although a country is divided, mountains and rivers still exist, trees and grass turn green again in spring, petals flow down like tears, and lonely birds sing their sorrows.

The war lasted for more than half a year, and letters from home were rare, with a hundred thousand gold. Twisting with melancholy, scratching my head and thinking, the more I scratch my white hair, I can hardly insert a hairpin.

(3) back to where.

The young man left home, and the old man returned to his local accent without changing his sideburns.

Where do children come from when they meet strangers?

(4) Cui Hao of the long main canal.

"Tell me, where do you live? ? Is it near here, a fishing pond? " . Let's catch our boat together and see if we belong to the same town. ..

My home is near Jiujiang, often near Jiujiang. You and me, we were both born in Chang Gan, you and me! It's a pity that we have never met. "

(5) Yellow Crane Tower in Cui Hao

The fairy of the past has flown away by the yellow crane, leaving only an empty Yellow Crane Tower.

The yellow crane never revisited earth, there have been no long white clouds for thousands of years.

Every tree in Hanyang has become clear due to sunlight, and Nautilus Island is covered with sweet grass.

But I looked home, the twilight was getting thicker, and the river waves were filled with sad mist.

(6) I thought of my brother Wang Wei in Shandong when I was on vacation in the mountains.

I am a lonely stranger in a strange land, and I miss my family more often during the holidays.

When I think of my brothers' bodies climbing high, I will feel a little regret for not being able to reach me.

(7) Acacia Wang Wei

Red bean shrubs grow in the south. In spring, they will sprout many branches to encourage you to pick more (thank you) (the second sound) as a symbol of our love.

(8) Toussaint Ganjia Road

It has been ten frost in Bingzhou, and I miss Xianyang day and night. For no reason, I crossed the mulberry river, but I hope that Bing is my hometown.

(9) See Liu Zongyuan, a relative in Beijing, with Master Hao Chu.

The sharp mountain by the sea is like a sword, and Qiu Lai cuts his heart everywhere. If you want to become hundreds of billions, you should go to the top to see your hometown.

(10) Qiu Si Zhang Ji

The annual autumn wind blows to Luoyang city, and my wandering son doesn't know how his relatives in his hometown are; Writing a letter to peace has too much to say and I don't know where to start. I can't tell you how hurried I am. Pedestrians are pouring in, Kaifeng.

(1 1) Li Shangyin's note to friends in the north on a rainy night.

When you ask about the return date, it's hard to say, evening rain, Manqiuchi. When will I go back, I will watch snuff at the west window, face to face, and the smell of evening rain.

(12) Tian Jingsha Ma Zhiyuan

Dead vines and old trees, faint crows, flowing bridges, old roads with thin horses in the west wind, heartbroken people in the sunset.

(13) Thinking of Li Bai in a Quiet Night

The foot of my bed is shining so brightly. Is there frost already?

I looked up at the moon and looked down, feeling nostalgic.

(14) Bai Juyi's Sauvignon Blanc

Bianshui flow, Bianshui flow, Surabaya flow, flows to Guazhou Gudutou. Wu Shan is a little sad. Think long and hate long, until it's time to pay back. Yueming people lean on the building.

(15) Li Yu's Sauvignon Blanc

One heavy mountain, two heavy mountains, the mountains are far away, the sky is high and the smoke is cold, and the acacia maple leaves are Dan. Flowers bloom, flowers are not complete, geese fly high, but they don't come back.

(16) Yu Meiren Li Yu

When is the spring flower and the autumn moon, how much is known about the past! The small building was easterly again last night, and the old country could not bear to look back on the moon. Carved fences and jade bricks should still exist, but Zhu Yan changed them. How much worry can you have? Like a river flowing eastward.

Prelude to water melody

Su Shi

When is the bright moon,

I take my glass from a distance.

I don't know the palace in heaven,

What year is tonight?

I want to go home in the wind,

I'm afraid of Qionglou Yuyu,

It's too cold up there.

Dance to see the shadows,

What is it like?

Zhuge,

Low-level families,

Take a sleepless photo.

There should be no hatred,

What road is there to go?

People have joys and sorrows,

The moon is cloudy and sunny,

This matter is ancient and difficult to complete.

Wish people a long time,

Thousands of miles together.

On my way home in autumn and dusk.

Bai Juyi

Under the lamp, you often sleep less when you are worried.

Homesickness comes early, before the cock crows.

In September, the vegetation falls and the mountains are more secluded.

Autumn is cloudy and early dawn, and thousands of trees are gray.

I went to the east in autumn and started to turn to the west this autumn.

A horse is thin and broken, and come to a family for two years.

When I recall my sadness, I have no money.

Although the heart is not blue frost, it is not natural.

Homesickness outside the river

Wei Zhuang

I am always outside. Every spring, I am alone in the country, sitting under a tree and drinking. The trees on the tree should also know my homesickness.

Seeing the setting sun on the river bank, it seems that my heart has been torn into pieces of willow leaves.

Two Qin Ge songs

Sima Xiangru

Feng Feng returned to his hometown and traveled around the world looking for his emperor.

I didn't know what to do when I didn't meet Xi. Why don't I go to Sishang today?

There are beautiful women in the boudoir, and the people in the room are poisoning my intestines.

Why do you want to be a mandarin duck? We can fly together!

Emperor Xi Xi lives with me. He must be a princess forever.

Who knows in the middle of the night?

My wings fly high and my thoughts make me sad.

When I first entered the gorge, I sent a bitter wind to my relatives and friends in my hometown.

Chen Ziang

Today's hometown friends.

Huanhui will sit with you.

Ninglang dam road.

Hard work is particularly windy.

wild goose

Du Mu

Wan Li bid farewell to his hometown, while snow and rain stayed in Xiaoxiang.

A few lonely pillows are weeping, and several tall buildings are heartbroken.

I live in seclusion, and I move on when the breeze comes.

Hard to come to Heng Yue every year, wings destroyed the frost.

Two Poems of Bai Kubei by You Qiupu

Lipper

Where the night goes, the truth will be revealed in the moon. Mountain light shakes snow, and ape shadows hang cold branches.

However, I am afraid that the good scenery will come late and the small order will be moved back. People come to the heart, and there is acacia here.

The night is long and whistling, and the valley is cold. Ichthyosaurs are active in vicious waters, and there are waves everywhere.

The sky borrows the bright moon and flies to Yun Lan. Hometown is invisible, heartbroken and looking to the west.

Stagnant rain

Li shangyin

After a long night of rain,

The residual lamp is lonely.

There is water everywhere in my hometown.

Autumn is not suitable for dreaming.

Zhong chun Deng Lou

Liu Jian

The golden cup does not wash the sorrow, and Jiang Yi remembers his hometown. Fireworks on both sides of the strait are full of spring,

The wind on the first floor and the bleak moonlight night. Zhang Wang should not be ashamed of his tears, nor should Pan Yue be surprised by the frost on his forehead.

Back to the lotus, there is a thatched hall deep in the white clouds.

Through ancient and modern times, I studied under Mozi, and I shattered the frost on China. It's a pity to miss this snake.

Be careful not to be a toothless mouse. I pity the moon for nine days, and I hate flowers when the wind blows overnight.

A person who lives alone in the county building can't catch a boat or a beach of sand.

Year: Tang Dynasty

Author: Liu Zongyuan

Works: Seeing the mountains and rivers with the master at Haochu and sending relatives and friends to Beijing.

Content:

Ying Chao on the sea is like a sword, cutting people's sadness in autumn everywhere.

How can we turn this body into tens of millions, scattered to the heads of state's homes to see!

Year: Tang Dynasty

Author: Lu

Works: Gifts for Beneficiary Government Officials.

Content:

A bird flew from Beiyan to Xishu. Alone in the sword gate, dancing alone at the foot of Minshan Mountain.

Ang Zang looks more ancient and has a new elegy. The chickens passed by and asked what they wanted.

A: Cold country, floating in Wan Li. Don't stop evil wood branches, don't drink stolen springs.

I often think of rice and beams. I hope to live under the buttonwood tree. Wise men don't invite me, fools ignore me.

Therefore, it is independent and sad. Bitter wind and frost, homesick for Luoyang.

Feather purlin sweater is short and Guanshan road is long. The bright moon flows, and the white clouds are fascinated by the hometown.

Who can use the wind to make the sky green at once?

The next berth on Beibao Mountain, Wang Wan.

Under the blue mountain, my boat and I meandered along the green water.

Until the river bank widens at low tide, and no wind blows my lonely sail.

... night gives way to the ocean of the sun, and the old year melts in freshness.

Finally, I can send my messenger, Wild Goose, back to Luoyang.

Tianjingsha Qiu Si in Ma Zhiyuan

Old vines are faint crows, small bridges are flowing, and old roads are thin horses.

When the sun sets, heartbroken people are at the end of the world.

He Zhangzhi's Homecoming Book

Teenagers leave home, old people return, and the local accent does not change.

When children meet strangers, they will laugh at the origin of visitors.

Du Fu's longing for spring.

Although a country is divided, mountains and rivers still exist, trees and grass turn green again in spring, petals flow down like tears, and lonely birds sing their sorrows.

The war lasted for more than half a year, and letters from home were rare, with a hundred thousand gold. Twisting with melancholy, scratching my head and thinking, the more I scratch my white hair, I can hardly insert a hairpin.