1. 5 poems about homesickness

Mo Mei Wang Mian The trees beside the inkstone washing pond in my house are blooming 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 Li Gongming 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, plum blossoms, and Wang Qi. The bamboo fence and thatched cottage are willing 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 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. Before the next day, 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, Poems about the Osmanthus Trees and Hills 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 moral 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 along 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 at dusk. 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 contrast between water and light, and the slanting and sparse shadows supporting 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.

Li Fangying’s painting of plum blossoms leaves fresh ink marks on the paper, showing the most beautiful points of plum blossoms. 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 feeling in Jiangnan will decrease, 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 (huazi) Cao Xueqin The branches are sparse and the flowers are bright, and the children are luxurious 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) by Cao Xueqin The peaches are not yet fragrant and the apricots are not yet red. They laugh at the east wind 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) by Cao Xueqin White plum blossoms are lazily assigned 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 night fragrance floats in the late morning breeze, and the 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 they don’t mind the cold alone.

Afraid of falling behind.

2. What are some famous poems that describe homesickness?

1. When you come from your hometown, you should know about it. Will the plum blossoms bloom in front of the beautiful window tomorrow? (Wang Wei: "Miscellaneous Poems") 2. 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. When children see each other but do not recognize each other, they laugh and ask where the guests come from. (He Zhizhang: "Occasionally Returning to Hometown") 3. The voice outside the mountains is broken, and winter returns to spring. The feeling of being close to the hometown is even more timid, and I dare not ask the visitor. (Song Zhiwen: "Crossing the Han River") 4. Traveling outside the Qingshan Mountains , sailing in front of the green water. The tide is flat on both sides, the wind is blowing and the sail is hanging. The sun is shining on the sea and the night is lingering, and the people in Jiangchun are in the old year. Where can I reach the hometown book? Return to the wild goose and Luoyang side. (Wangwan: "Under the Cibeigu Mountain") 5. It is only seven days since spring, and it has been two years since I left home. When I return home, my thoughts are in front of the flowers. Bowing my head and thinking about my hometown. (Li Bai: "Thoughts on a Quiet Night") 7. The sound of someone's jade flute is flying quietly, spreading into the spring breeze all over Luo City. I hear the broken willows in this nocturne, who can't help but feel the love of my hometown. (Li Bai: "Spring Night in Luo City" "Wearing the Flute") 8. It has been ten years since I left the guest house in Bingzhou, and I remember Xianyang day and night when I return home. I have to cross the Sanggan River for no reason, but I hope that Bingzhou is my hometown. (Liu Zao: "Lvci Shuofang") 9. Guarding the drums interrupts the pedestrian movement, and the autumn leaves There is a sound of wild geese. 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 my life and death. The letter I sent has not arrived, but the army has not stopped. (Du Fu: "Remembering the Brothers on a Moonlit Night"). 3. 15 famous verses about "homesickness"

Thinking of the bright moonlight in front of Li Bai's bed in the Tang Dynasty at a quiet night, it seems to be frost on the ground. He raised his head to look at the bright moon, and lowered his head to think of his hometown. It is rainy and rainy in the Tang Dynasty. Bai Juyi's mist is heavy today, and the country is This place is deep. The sound of the beach is more urgent in autumn, and the air in the gorge is cloudy at dawn. Looking at the clouds covering my eyes, I feel homesick for raindrops. How can I comfort my loneliness? I rely on this north window to play the harp. Tang Li Zhonglu often eats cold food when traveling, and he sheds tears of homesickness. The music and books are cut off from the sky, and the peach and plum rain is in the spring. There is no desire to drink, but the chant seems to have a reason. Lose him outside the suburbs, how many outings People. On the banks of the river, I think about the autumn. Du Xunhe drives his horse along the river. Nostalgia arises step by step. He whips the willow trees and hears the sound of cicadas. The autumn harvest road is long, and the cold clouds surround the ancient city. The family is poor and has no land to farm. On the river, I send my friends off for a trip to the south. There is nostalgia for Tang Zhang Qiao, and there are turbulent currents at the end of the world. There are many people on the shore at night, and the lake is wide and sailing in autumn. I buy wine and pass by the fishing hut, and divide the lamps and fishing boats. When I see wild geese in Xiaoxiang, I should think of traveling alone. Homesickness is written by Tang Bu Xie. Traveling to Lubei has stopped, and the letter from Yunnan has not been returned. The flowers in front of the courtyard are not swept away, and who climbs the willows outside the door. Sitting for a long time sells silver candles, and the sadness diminishes the jade face. The moon in the autumn night shines in the heart, and the mountains are illuminated thousands of miles away. In winter, Living in the mountains and feeling homesick for the Tang Dynasty, the country began to freeze, the sky was clear at dawn, the trees were cold and there were few birds, and the mountains were far apart. Monks rarely came. With the sun behind them, the windows were covered with snow, and the furnace was turned on to release the inkstones. Suddenly, I returned to my homeland, and I thought of living in Xiling. Yunmeng's ancient city In the autumn, I look at the ruins of Tang Rongyu's homeland, and I come here to think about old times. People have changed in one day, and water has flowed empty for thousands of years. The sound of the dream is late, and the trees in Jingmen are autumn colors. The clouds are still lingering, and I am looking forward to homesickness in the distance. The masterpiece is Tang Gaoshi's hotel. I can't sleep alone under the cold lamp, how can the guest's heart become sad? My hometown is far away tonight, and I am worried about another year in the future. The apricot blossom in my hometown Tang Sikong sent flowers and wine to celebrate the new bloom. I held the flower branch on the left and the cup on the right. I want to ask about the flower branches and the cup. Wine, why should old friends come here differently? Every spring in Weizhuang, Tang Dynasty is homesick for a foreign land. You can know the Du Qu oriole. On the bank of the river, you can know the Du Qu or the oriole. Even more, on the bank of the river, there are traces of heartbroken smoke and willows. Looking at the winter scene and the sad eyes of Tang Yuanzhen from a distance, there are many mangroves on the side of the temple. Zhongxuan Infinite tears of homesickness, jasper waves flowing eastward along the Zhang River. Poems about Tang Gaoqu, thousands of mountains and thousands of mountains in the north and south, Xuanche, who doesn’t miss homesickness. Only traces of Fang Han’s sorrow are left, fear of hurting peaches and plums on the road. Homesickness for Tang Xue Tao The water under Mount Emei is like oil. I feel sorry for me but my heart is not tied to the boat. When will the sails leave Jinpu and the sound of the drums will sing in unison. 4. What are the famous poems about homesickness?

1. The desolate land of Bashan and Chushui, abandoned for twenty-three years.

Liu Yuxi (Tang Dynasty) - "Rewarding Lotte and Seeing Gifts at the First Banquet in Yangzhou" 2. Still pity the water of my hometown, seeing off the boat thousands of miles away. Li Bai (Tang Dynasty) - "Farewell at Crossing Jingmen" 3. Only the water of the mirror lake in front of the door, the spring breeze does not change the waves of the past.

He Zhizhang (Tang Dynasty) - "Two Odd Letters on Returning to Hometown" 4. A tired guest at the end of the world, returning to the mountains, looking away from his hometown. Su Shi (Song Dynasty) - "Yong Yu Le·Pengcheng Overnight at Yanzi Tower" 5. I miss my return but can't find it, so I write this to thank my lover.

Li Bai (Tang Dynasty) - "Send Qie Ang to Banished to Bazhong" 6. I hope that people will live long and visit Chan Juan thousands of miles away. (Su Shi's "Shui Tiao Ge Tou") 7. The war rages on for three months, and a letter from home is worth ten thousand dollars.

(Du Fu's "Spring Hope") 8. The sun sets in the west, and the heartbroken people are at the end of the world. (Ma Zhiyuan's "Tian Jing-Sha Qiu Si") 9. Where can I get the hometown letters? Return to Yanluoyang.

Explanation: Being relegated to such desolate areas as Bashan and Chushui, it was like being abandoned by the roadside for twenty-three years. 2. Still pitying the water of my hometown, I sent him on a long journey.

Explanation. : The Shu land that the river flows through is the hometown that once raised him, but how can he not be infinitely nostalgic and reluctant to leave it for the first time? 3. Only the mirror lake in front of the door, the spring breeze does not change the waves of the past. Only the water of Jinghu Lake in front of the door is still rippling slightly no matter how the spring breeze blows.

4. A tired visitor from the end of the world, returning to the mountains, sees his hometown behind. Explanation: The wanderer who has been away from home for a long time. Already tired, looking at the way back in the mountains, I miss my hometown bitterly.

5. I miss my return, so I write this to thank my lover. Explanation: Yao Cao can survive the cold. Transplanted to the riverside of Cangjiang, a fairyland.

If the east wind blows and the rain and dew fall, it will be full of spring together with the world. 6. I wish you a long life and a long life.

Explanation: I hope that the person I miss will be safe and sound for a long time. No matter how far apart we are, we can see the bright and beautiful moon together. 7. The flames of war last for three months, and a letter from home is worth ten thousand dollars.

Explanation: With the war going on, letters from home are particularly precious. In some places, letters from home are interpreted as messages from family members. 8. The sunset gradually loses its luster and sets in the west. . In the cold night, there are only lonely travelers wandering in distant places. 9. Where will the hometown letter arrive? Return to Luoyang. Explanation: I don’t know when the letter from home will arrive. The returning geese brought a letter from home to Luoyang.

10. Looking up at the bright moon and looking down at my hometown. Explanation: I couldn’t help but look up and look at the bright moon in the sky outside the window, and I couldn’t help but lower my head and think. Thinking of my hometown far away.

The author’s source is really missing. 5. Poems about homesickness

Nostalgia in poems

1. You come from your hometown. You should know about your hometown.

Will the plum blossoms bloom in front of the window tomorrow? (Wang Wei's "Miscellaneous Poems")

Shaoxiao When the elder returns home, his local pronunciation has not changed and his hair on his temples has faded.

Children who don’t recognize each other laugh and ask where the guest is from. "He Zhizhang's "Returning to Hometown")

3 .The sound of the book outside the mountains is broken, and after winter comes spring again.

I am even more timid when I am close to my hometown and dare not ask anyone. "Crossing the Han River" in Song Dynasty)

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? Return to Yanluoyang. (Wang Wan's "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'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.

Look up at the bright moon and lower your head to think about your hometown. (Li Bai's "Quiet Night Thoughts"

7. Whose jade flute is flying in the dark, and the spring breeze is scattered all over Luo City.

Hearing the broken willows in this nocturne, who can't afford the sentiments of his hometown. ( Li Bai's "Hearing the Flute in Luocheng on a Spring Night")

8. It's already frosty when I leave Bingzhou, and I remember Xianyang day and night.

I cross the Sanggan River for no reason, but I hope that Bingzhou is my hometown. .

(Liu Zao's "Lvci Shuofang")

9. The garrison drum interrupts the pedestrian movement, 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 sent was not delivered, and the army was not suspended.

Three homesick poems by Bai Juyi

Looking at the post station

In the Jing'an house, there are willows in the windows, and flowers blooming on the ground in front of the lookout post.

The spring scenery in the two 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, the shadows in front of the lanterns hugging the knees accompany me.

If you want to sit at home late at night, you should also talk about people traveling far away.

Nanpu Farewell

Nanpu Farewell is desolate, the west wind curls up in autumn.

When you see it, your heart breaks, so don’t look back.