1. Poems or mottos about hometown

Drinking alone under the moon (Li Bai) A pot of wine among the flowers, 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 Huan 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 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 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 has come, and the dawn has 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 "Returning to Hometown Occasionally") 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 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. I have to cross the Sangqian River for no reason, but I hope that Bingzhou is my hometown.

Shuofang") 9. The sound of garrison drums interrupts the movement of people. 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 my life and death. The army has not stopped.

Bai Juyi's three homesick poems look at the window willows in the Jing'an house at the post station, and the spring light in the two places ends at the same day, and the residents miss their homes. < /p>

I feel homesick at the winter solstice in Handan. It’s the winter solstice in Handan, and I think of sitting at home late at night, talking 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 - Han Dynasty Yuefu folk song "Elegy" 3. Hu Ma followed the north wind and crossed the bird's nest to the south branch - 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 rays of spring - Meng Jiao of the Tang Dynasty "Wandering Son's Song" 5. People who are close to hometown are even more timid and dare not ask the visitors - 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, "Thoughts on a Quiet Night" 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 sorrow comes from parting - Qu Yuan, Chu of the Warring States Period, "Nine Songs. Shao Siming" 16. We are far apart, and the clothes are worn. 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 songs > 3. Hu Ma follows the north wind, crossing the bird's nest on the south branch ------ Nineteen ancient poems of Han Dynasty > 4. Who can say an inch of grass. 2. Verses praising hometown

North Taoyuan The years are getting colder, and the farming season is busy in my hometown.

In the cold night, this longing goes to the woods and farmland. Holding corn stalks, playing hide and seek, playing naughty children.

The north wind blows, the snowflakes drift, and the music is leisurely. At the foot of Langya Mountain is my hometown and my cradle.

Ten miles of golden beach, ten miles of peach garden. How many years will it take to be accompanied by wind and rain? The hardest thing to forget is during summer vacation: catching cicadas under the shade of trees.

In the pond: playing with each other and picking lotus flowers. On the seaside: Facing the rough waves, raising the sails and swinging the fishing boats.

In the fisherman's song: At night, I don't think about returning. How much hope is there in the dream? I look back at my hometown with endless affection.

My hometown has beautiful scenery and the water in my hometown is sweet. When will we triumph? 3. Yang Qiling is a small mountain village where the sounds of chickens and dogs can be heard.

Put on your clothes and open the wood door. Welcome good guests and invite old friends.

In the fragrance of flowers and chirping of birds, enjoy the spring breeze and spend a good time. Reciting ancient poems, singing the ancient harp, and playing the harp.

Sit in front of the window and enjoy the blue sky and white clouds. The mountain streams are clear and flowing, and there are pine forests on the slopes.

Far and near, there are flocks of sheep. Although there is no military exploits in the war book.

Being a commoner at the foot of Shushan Mountain. A game of chess, a cup of tea, discussing ancient and modern times, and talking about Emperor Qin.

With the company of singing, I don’t have to worry about road or poverty. How much love? How much hate? Don't remember.

The world is so colorful, so why bother to pursue it? China’s mountains and rivers are beautiful, what’s not to like about it? This is the purest feeling. 4. Kuang Lu Picture A little cold light comes from the dilapidated study room.

How many years? Never forget that hometown, that village. No matter when, until the sky is old and the earth is desolate.

Always stay with me: write about Kyushu, write about Sifang. One night, I composed a river of poems and filled a river of lyrics.

The spirit is soaring, and the exquisiteness is unparalleled in the world. How many beautiful chapters are still treasured.

The guest who left the lamp today has been left out in the cold and has disappeared, the young man. A pot of wine, drunk on the side of the road.

The most desolate thing is to be alone and express your heartfelt feelings to the sky. I hope our generation will be more brilliant tomorrow.

Look at the sky above, and see the passion: still unrestrained. Wherever the stylus is wielded, there are strong winds and huge waves, and every sentence is sung.

9. Four Poems of Qinyuan Spring 1. Picture of clear clouds in the distance. The grass is green, the river is winding, and the path is long. Under the blue sky and white clouds, birds flew by.

The summer heat is not yet intense, and the rice and wheat have turned yellow. In the light wind, there were bursts of singing, and several scholars were walking.

On the fields, we bid farewell to the sunset and welcome the morning sun. Nostalgic for the little school, it taught me to sail far away from now on.

Although we are far away from each other, this feeling is unforgettable. Despite all the calamities, I am still crazy.

Raise the sails, ride the wind and waves, and then build pillars for eternity. On the journey, it is like the sun shining brightly.

2. Picture of the first snow on the river. The cold wind is blowing, the rain and snow are falling, and the night is long. Beneath the lonely lamp and green wall, I sit alone at my desk.

The tears are flowing, and the sadness is faint. It’s hard to tell with a piece of paper, I’ve been separated for many years, the cuckoo is calling outside the window.

Awakened, my hometown dream, my longing. Strolling through the fisherman's courtyard, I asked when the bright moon would come to accompany me? Since there is love, why not? Tears and blood flowed, how many volumes of poetry? The sound of waves is heard in my ears. For whom is the river whimpering? How much have you found in the waves? A heroic man.

3. Picture of the Moon in Gusong Tower A glass of wine and a long song, Mid-Autumn Festival. When the clouds break and the moon comes, the remaining flowers make shadows, they are relatively speechless, and it is full of autumn colors.

All the hardships are gone with the wind. Why do you need to look up to the sky and feel like your heart is on fire? Before the song is finished, I sigh that the rivers flow eastward, and the sun and moon fly by. The past has been wiped out, how many powerful people are there? When asked about merits and demerits, who can tell? How many spring and autumn years, how many separation and hatred.

Traveling all over the green mountains, the scenery remains the same. Looking for Li Bo under the panasonic, he has disappeared, leaving only an ancient song. 4. Danxia visits Pang The falling flowers are intentional, the flowing water is ruthless, and the years are long.

I hate that the world is so vast, that the crowds are like the sea, and that no one is with me in the same boat through thick and thin. It's hard to say in a word, I imitate the singing girl, I also ask the sky for the seagulls.

Why? The young man turned into a white-haired old man? It's hard to raise a glass of hatred and shame until you get drunk. Although deep inside the iceberg, volcanoes are running.

The world said: A barren hill. Wind, frost, rain and snow, silent for thousands of years, I don’t know when I will be able to roar? Under the blue sky, for the common people of Li, I will drive away the cold autumn.

Reference material: "Three Hundred Poems", author: Bai Yu The years are getting colder, and the farming season is slow in my hometown. In the cold night, this longing goes to the forest and the farmland.

Holding corn stalks, playing hide and seek, playing naughty children. The north wind blows, the snowflakes drift, and the music is leisurely.

The foot of Langya Mountain is my hometown and my cradle. Ten Miles of Golden Beach, Ten Miles of Peach Garden.

How many years will it take to be accompanied by wind and rain? The hardest thing to forget is during summer vacation: catching cicadas under the shade of trees. In the pond: playing with each other and picking lotus flowers.

On the seaside: Facing the rough waves, raising the sails and swinging the fishing boats. In the fisherman's song: At night, I don't think about returning.

How much hope is there in the dream? I look back at my hometown with endless affection. The scenery in my hometown is beautiful, and the water in my hometown is sweet.

When will we triumph?

Reference materials: /Jiaonan Jade and Peony Painting Academy. 3. Famous sayings about praising your hometown

1. There are millions of acres of fertile land under your feet, but you only love an inch of soil in your hometown.

2. The gold and silver houses are not as good as the poor houses in my hometown.

3. Don’t forget your hometown when you are poor; don’t forget your hometown when you are rich.

4. The hometown water is sweet to the heart, and the old hometown accent will not change in ten years.

5. If there are enemies in your hometown, there will be no peace day and night.

6. A happy home depends on the body, and happiness depends on the heart.

7. When you are happy, you want to go elsewhere; when you are sad, you want to go home.

8. If you don’t visit a foreign land, you won’t know the beauty of your hometown.

9. Nothing is more beautiful than my hometown, nothing is more beautiful than my parents.

10. The moon is the brightness of hometown, and people are relatives of hometown. 4. Poems about praising hometown

⑴ Written on New Year's Eve [Tang Dynasty] Gao Shi

The hotel is cold and the lights are not sleeping alone, and the guest's heart becomes sad.

My hometown is far away tonight, and I will have another year of frost on my temples tomorrow.

⑵ Returning Home [Tang Dynasty] Du Mu

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?

⑶ Xiangsi [Song Dynasty] Li Gou

People say that the setting sun is the end of the world, but I can’t see my home even if I look to the end of the world.

I already hate that the Bishan Mountains are blocking each other, and the Bishan Mountains are still covered by dusk clouds.

⑷The capital received a letter from the family [Ming Dynasty] Yuan Kai

The river is three thousand miles away, and the letter from home contains fifteen lines. There was no other words to say while walking, except that he would return home as soon as possible.

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.

⑹Wen Yan [Tang Dynasty] Wei Yingwu

Where is my hometown? It is a leisurely time to return to your thoughts. On an autumn rainy night in Huainan, Gaozhai heard the arrival of wild geese.

⑺Miscellaneous 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?

⑻ Title: Dayu Lingbei Station (Question of the Song Dynasty)

Wild geese are flying to the south under the overcast moon, and the rumor ends here. 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 you look at your hometown, you should see Longtou plum.

⑼ Crossing the Jingmen Gate to say goodbye (Li Bai)

Crossing the distance outside the Jingmen Gate, 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.

⑽Yi Shedi (Du Fu) on a moonlit night

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 failed to arrive, and the troops did not stop.

⑾Farewell (Folk Song of the Sui Dynasty)

The willows hang green on the ground, and the 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?

⑿Watching 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.

⒀Meeting the envoy to the capital

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.

⒁Shier (Lu You)

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

Wang Shibei fixed the day of the Central Plains, and he did not forget to tell Nai Weng about the family sacrifices.

⒂Yu Jia Ao (Fan Zhongyan)

The scenery is strange when autumn comes in the fortress. The geese in Hengyang leave 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.

⒃Cut a plum blossom and cross the Wujiang River (Jiang Jie)

A piece of spring sorrow 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.

⒄The sky is clear and the sand is clear, Autumn Thoughts (Ma Zhiyuan)

Withered vines and old trees, dim crows, small bridges and flowing water, people's homes, and old roads with westerly winds and thin horses.

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

⒅ Inscription on the wall in prison (Tan Sitong)

Looking at the door and stopping there, I thought of Zhang Jian, and I 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.

⒆ 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 the land of China is. 5. Famous verses praising one’s hometown~~~~~urgent

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

Is one sentence enough?

Reminiscing about my brother-in-law on a moonlit night

Du Fu

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 family to ask about life and death.

The letter was not delivered, but the troops did not stop.

Bodhisattva Man · Wei Zhuang

Everyone says Jiangnan is good, but tourists only like Jiangnan.

The spring water is as green as the sky, and the boat is painted and sleeping while listening to the rain.

The people on the side are like the moon, and their bright wrists are covered with frost and snow.

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

Recalling Jiangnan·Bai Juyi

Jiangnan is good, and the scenery is familiar to me. When the sun rises, the flowers on the river are as red as fire, and when spring comes, the river is as green as blue. Can you not remember Jiangnan? 6. Poems and famous sayings about hometown

1. The sun is rising and the night is dying, and the spring of the river is entering the old year.

Where can I find the hometown book? Return to Yanluoyang. ——Wang Wan "Under the Cibeigu Mountain" 2. Hu Ma followed the north wind and crossed the southern branch of the bird's nest.

——Nineteen ancient poems of the Han Dynasty "Traveling again and again" 3. The rain stagnates on Chang'an night, and I am alone with the broken lights. My hometown is cloudy and watery, and it is not suitable for autumn to return to my dreams.

4. I am more timid when I am close to my hometown and dare not ask anyone. ——Wen of the Tang and Song Dynasties, "Du Da Yu Ling" 5. Raise your head to look at the bright moon, lower your head to think of your hometown.

——Li Bai's "Quiet Night Thoughts" 6. Everyone wants to go to Jiangnan, but tourists only like Jiangnan. The spring water is as green as the sky, and the boat is painted and sleeping while listening to the rain.

——Wei Zhuang's "Jiangnan Hao" 7. It is only seven days since spring, and it has been two years since I left home. After returning to the wild geese, my thoughts are in front of the flowers.

——Xue Daoheng's "Everyone Thinks of Returning" 8. Whose jade flute is flying in the dark, and the spring breeze fills Luo City. In this nocturne, I hear the willow trees breaking, and who can forget the sentiments of my homeland?

——Li Bai's "Listening to the Flute in Luo City on a Spring Night" 9. There is 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 "Thoughts on a Quiet Night".

7. Quotes about loving your hometown or praising your hometown

A tree is thousands of feet tall, and its leaves fall back to its roots.

Don’t forget your hometown when you are poor, but you can’t leave your hometown when you are rich.

Underfoot There are thousands of acres of fertile land, but I only love an inch of soil in my hometown

I would rather have a piece of soil in my hometown than ten thousand taels of gold in a foreign country.

Unity is strength. - Ancient Chinese proverb

After I die, I will send my ashes to my hometown... bury it and plant an apple on it, so that I can finally repay the land of my hometown and my fellow villagers. - Peng Dehuai

The home is the home, the town is the hometown, the country is the country, and the world is the world. - "Guanzi·Herdsman"

Although Jincheng is happy, it is better to return to your hometown; although paradise is good, it is not a place to stay for a long time. .Come back.——Hua Luogeng

You come from your hometown, you should know the things about your hometown. Will the winter plum blossoms bloom in front of the beautiful window tomorrow? ------Wang Wei of the Tang Dynasty

A sad song can be regarded as weeping, and looking from afar can be regarded as returning home ------Han Yuefu Folk Song

The moonlight is bright in front of the bed, and it is suspected to be on the ground Frost. Raise your head to look at the bright moon, lower your head to miss your hometown------Li Bai of the Tang Dynasty

When the young man left home and his elder returned, his local pronunciation remained unchanged and his hair on his temples faded.------He Zhizhang of the Tang Dynasty< /p>

The dew is white tonight, the moon is bright in my hometown------Du Fu of the Tang Dynasty

When people return home after the wild geese, their thoughts are in front of the flowers------Xue Daoheng of the Sui Dynasty