The cold light in the hotel stayed alone and didn't sleep, and the guest turned sad.
My hometown is thinking thousands of miles tonight, and it is another year of the Ming Dynasty.
(2) Home [Tang] Du Mu
The child held hands and asked, why don't you come back? * * * Who is fighting for time to win sideburns?
(3) Homesickness [Song] Li Gou
People say that the place where the sun sets is the horizon. I try to look at the horizon, but I can't see my home.
Castle Peak is being influenced by Castle Peak, which covers my sight. Twilight, Castle Peak.
[4] Yuan Kai [Ming] Letter
The river is three thousand miles long, and there are fifteen letters from home. There is nothing else between me, just telling me to go back to my hometown as soon as possible.
5] See the mountain with Master Haochu to send relatives and friends to Jinghua [Tang] Dai Shulun.
The sharp mountain by the sea is like a sword, and Qiu Lai cuts his heart everywhere.
How can we turn this body into tens of millions, scattered to the heads of state's homes to see!
[6] Yan Wen [Tang] Wei Wuying
Where is your hometown? It's leisurely to think about it. Autumn night in Huainan, the high house smells wild geese coming.
(7) Miscellaneous Poems (Wang Wei)
You have just come from our hometown, and we must understand the world. When you pass by my window, are plum blossoms blooming?
Inscription on the wall of Dayu Shanbei Inn (Song Wenzhi)
Nanfeiyan is on the cloudy moon, turning back here, just this month. Birds don't enter, but I don't travel far to Lingnan. I don't know when, when can I return home?
The tide receded, the river rippled quietly, the forest was dark and malaria was scattered. Tomorrow I will climb to the top of the mountain and look north at my hometown, or I can see the red berries on the top of the mountain.
(9) Farewell a friend at Jingmen Ferry (Li Bai)
Sail from Jingmen Ferry, and soon you will be with southerners. At the end of the mountain range and the beginning of the plain, the river winds through the wilderness.
The moon rises like a mirror, and the sea clouds twinkle like palaces. The water brings you the feeling of home and makes your boat travel 300 miles.
⑽ "Moonlit Nights" (Du Fu)
A vagrant heard drums heralding battle, and geese sang in autumn. The dew turns to frost tonight, and the moonlight at home is bright!
Brothers are scattered, and no one can ask about life and death. Delivering books is often late. What can we expect in a war? .
⑾ Farewell (Sui folk songs)
Willow green hangs down to the ground, and flowers are long and sultry.
The wicker folding ruler flies away. Will pedestrians come back?
⑿ Looking at the bright moon for fifteen nights (Wang Jian)
There are crows in Bai Shu and osmanthus in Coody Leng in the atrium.
I don't know who Qiu Si will meet tonight.
[13] When meeting a messenger who went to the capital.
The distance from the east home is very long, and the tears are wet and the sleeves are still flowing.
I'll meet you immediately, without paper and pen. Please tell my family that I'm safe.
[14] Xiuzi (Lu You)
I know that when I die, everything on earth has nothing to do with me. But the only thing that hurts me is that I failed to see the reunification of the motherland.
Therefore, when the great Song Jun team recaptures the Central Plains, you will hold a home banquet ceremony. Don't forget to tell me the good news!
⒂ the pride of the fisherman (Fan Zhongyan)
The scenery in Qiu Lai is different. The wild geese in Hengyang go unnoticed and ring all around. Thousands of miles away, the long smoke closes.
A glass of turbid wine is Wan Li's home, but Ran Yan hasn't come home yet. The pipe strength is covered with frost. People don't sleep, and the general has white hair and tears.
Showing a Chemei boat crossing Wujiang River (Jie Jiang).
A piece of spring worries about wine. The boat on the river rocked and the curtain moved upstairs. Du Qiuniang and Tainiang Bridge. The wind is floating and the rain is falling.
When will you go home to wash the guest robes? The silver word is the tone, and the heart word is the fragrance. Time can easily throw people away. Cherry is red and banana is green.
⒄ Tianjin Sha Qiu Si (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.
⒅ Prison Theme Wall (Tan Sitong)
Desperate to stop thinking about James Zhang, he endured death and treated Dugan for a while.
My smile goes from the horizontal knife to the sky and stays in the liver and gallbladder.
2. Seek the famous ancient poems about homesickness, 1, homesickness outside the river.
Tang Dynasty: 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.
Translation:
Every spring, I feel sorry for being alone in a foreign land. The solo oriole knows my heart best. Looking at the sunset on the river bank, I am like a wisp of smoke willow, deeply grieved.
2. It's rainy
Tang Dynasty: Bai Juyi
It's foggy in Kesash, and the mountains and rivers are deep here.
In autumn, the sound of the beach is more urgent and the canyon is overcast.
Looking at the clouds to cover your eyes, homesick for raindrops.
How to comfort yourself? It depends on this north window piano.
Translation:
Today, the fog in the mountains is particularly heavy and the vision is vast, but I am in such a distant and distant place. Autumn brought by the river beach blows on the face, the climate in the valley is humid, and sunny days are more like cloudy days.
Looking at the imperial city, I was covered by clouds, thinking of my hometown, and the sound of rain fell on my mind. What can I use to comfort my deep and wandering thoughts? I can only rely on the piano under the north window to relieve loneliness.
3. Chen Ling South Road Middle School
Tang Dynasty: Li Deyu
Mountains and rivers compete for branches to turn into fans, and coconut leaves are dark.
Worrying about poisonous fog meets snake grass, fearing falling sand insects and avoiding swallowing mud.
In May, Shetian collected fire rice, and three nights, Tianjin officially reported the tide chicken.
Heartbroken homesickness, more birds cry in red hibiscus flowers.
Translation:
There are criss-crossing streams on Lingnan Road, and the terrain is tortuous. I don't know where I am. Tall trees can be seen everywhere along the way, and the stream is particularly deep under the shade of green trees. I was on pins and needles during the trip, afraid of meeting poisonous fog and snake grass; In order to avoid sand worms, swallows will duck when they see mud in their arms.
The customs here are very special. When the rice is harvested in May, the rooster will crow in the middle of the night. At high tide, it crows on time. At this time, Tianjin officials will inform the villagers that the flood season has arrived. It's hard to adapt to all this for a while. Looking at the bright hibiscus flowers, listening to the birds chirping in the trees, thinking about my hometown, and when the exile years will end, it really hurts to think about these.
4. South Alley is a misty desert.
Five Dynasties: Li Xun
Smoke is desert, rain is sadness, flowers are scattered on the shore, and partridges are singing.
Far away, the boat is in the wild, homesick and the tide is ebbing.
Translation:
Smoke waves are boundless, and the wind and rain are sad. The flowers on the shore have withered, and only partridges can be heard singing. Tourists from afar came to the wilderness ferry by gondola. This kind of place is most likely to cause homesickness. It's late spring when the tide on the river recedes and the water surface is calm.
5. Fisherman Ao
Song Dynasty: Fan Zhongyan
The scenery in Qiu Lai is different, and Hengyang Goose is unknown.
Around, the sound of the horn sounded, thousands of miles away, and the long smoke closed.
A glass of turbid wine is Wan Li's home, but Ran Yan hasn't come home yet.
Qiang tube covered with frost, people do not sleep. The general was white-haired and in tears.
Translation:
Autumn is coming, and the scenery in the northwest frontier is very different from that in Jiangnan. The geese flew back to Hengyang again, without any intention of staying. At dusk, the horn sounded, and unique wind, horse flute, Qiang flute and horn sounded from all directions. In the rolling mountains, the sun sets, the smoke rises and the gates of an isolated city are closed.
After drinking a glass of turbid wine, I can't help thinking of my relatives thousands of miles away. At present, the war is not peaceful, and my fame and fortune have not yet been established. You can't plan ahead. There was a long sound of Qiang flute in the distance. It's very cold, and the ground is covered with frost and snow. It's late at night, and it's hard for people fighting outside to fall asleep. Both generals and soldiers have white hair and tears on their skirts.
3. Homesick poem "Sleeping in Jiande"
Author: Meng Haoran
Stop the boat in a foggy small state, when new worries come to the guest's heart.
The vastness of the wilderness is deeper than trees, and the moon is very close to the moon.
Shang shan Zao hang
Author: Wen
I began to recruit priests in the morning and felt sorry for my hometown. When a chicken crows at the Maodian Moon, people walk on the Banqiao Frost.
Mistletoe leaves fall on the mountain road, and orange flowers are on the wall of the post. Because they remembered Ling Du's dream, the geese returned home full of food.
Night berth near Fengqiao
Tang Zhangji
Frosty night, Jiang Feng, fishing fire, worrying about sleep.
Hanshan Temple outside Gusu City, the bell rang to the passenger ship at midnight.
Vacation in the mountains reminds me of my brothers in Shandong.
Author: [Tang] Wang Wei
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.
Mao Yi, the son of Jiangcheng, remembers dreams on the 20th day of the first month.
(Song) Su Shi
Ten years of life and death are two boundless, disapproving and unforgettable. A lonely grave thousands of miles away, desolate and nowhere to talk about. Even if we don't know each other, our faces are dusty and our temples are frosty.
At night, I suddenly dreamed of going home, and the window of Xiao Xuan was being decorated. Care for each other without words, only tears thousands of lines are expected to break the heart, and the moon and night are short and loose.
Prelude to water melody
(Song) Su Shi
Chen Bing Mid-Autumn Festival, happily drank the next morning, drunk, wrote this word, and missed my brother Su Zhe.
When did the moon begin to appear? Ask heaven for wine. I don't know the palace in the sky, and I don't know the month and time. I'm willing to ride the wind to the sky, I'm afraid I can't stand the cold for nine days in a pavilion of fine jade. Dance to find out what shadows look like on the earth.
The moon turned into a scarlet pavilion, hanging low on the carved window, shining on the sleepy self. The moon should not have any resentment against people. Why is it round when people are gone? People are sad and happy, and they are separated and reunited. The moon has yin and yang, and there are gains and losses. Nothing is perfect, even in the past. I hope people will live for a long time and have a good scenery thousands of miles away.
Fisherman ao has different scenery.
Author: Fan Zhongyan
The scenery in Qiu Lai is different, and Hengyang Goose is unknown. The four sides are connected with each other. Thousands of miles away, the long smoke closes.
A glass of turbid wine is Wan Li's home, but Ran Yan hasn't come home yet. The pipe strength is covered with frost. People don't sleep, and the general has white hair and tears.
(of a young woman) complaining in the boudoir.
Wang Changling
A young woman in the boudoir will never be sad; Spring came dressed up and boarded Chui Building alone.
Suddenly I saw the green willows, and I felt uncomfortable; Oh, I regret that I shouldn't have asked my husband to find Hou Feng.
Tasha shop
Ouyang xiu in northern song dynasty
The waiting hall is full of plum blossoms, the bridges are thin with willows and the grass is warm and swaying. Sadness is getting farther and farther away, and the distance is like spring water.
Inch by inch, my heart is tender, my eyes are full of tears, and the height of the building is not close to the dangerous fence. Pingwu is full of spring mountains, and pedestrians are even outside.
Midnight Wu Ge Qiu Ge
[Author] Li Bai
There is moonlight in Chang 'an, and all the families in Yi Dao are there.
The autumn wind blew Yi Dao's voice, and every household remembered the people guarding the border.
Oh, when will the Tatar army be conquered and when will my husband come back from the long battle! .
4. Homesickness under the Moon 1. The foot of my bed is shining with such bright light. Is it frosty already? . -Li Bai's "Silent Night Thinking" translation: A person who is alone in a foreign country is busy during the day, but he can still dilute his sadness. However, in the dead of night, there will inevitably be waves of homesickness in his heart. Not to mention on a moonlit night, not to mention on a frosty autumn night.
2. The moon is already at sea and over the horizon. -Zhang Jiuling's "Looking at the Moon and Thinking Far" translation: A bright moon rises on the sea, and you and I are thousands of miles apart to enjoy the moon.
3. Spring breeze and green Jiang Nanan, when will the bright moon shine on me? -Wang Anshi's translation of "Dengguazhou": The warm spring breeze blows the fields in the south of the Yangtze River green. When will the bright moon shine on me and return to my home in Zhongshan?
4. On a frosty night, Jiang Feng sleeps. -Zhang Ji's "Night Sleeping by the Maple Bridge" translation: The moon sets, crows crow, and it is cold all over the sky. They sleep sadly on the maple trees and fishing fires by the river.
5. At that time, the bright moon was there, and it had returned according to the colorful clouds. -Yan's translation of Linjiangxian, the balcony behind the dream is locked high: the bright moon at that time is now in front of us. This moon used to follow her like a colorful cloud after a song and dance break up.
6. In the Qin Dynasty, the moon was closed in the Han Dynasty, and the Long March did not return. -Wang Changling's translation of "Two Embankments": It is still the bright moon and border pass in the Qin and Han Dynasties. Defending the border against the enemy, Wan Li did not return.
7. When my boat was sailing in the fog, the sunlight faded and old memories began. The vastness of the wilderness is deeper than trees, and the moon is very close to the moon. -Meng Haoran translated "A Night's Mood on Jiande River": When the boat was docked on a foggy continent, new worries came to the guests' minds at dusk. The boundless wilderness is darker than trees, and the river is clear and the moon is close to people.
8. The desert sand is like snow, and the Yanshan moon is like a hook. -Li He translated "Twenty-three Horses Poems": the vast desert is as white as snow, and the crescent moon on the top of Yanshan Mountain is like a hook.
On the third night in September, the dew is like a real pearl and the moon is like a bow. -Bai Juyi translated "Mujiang Song": The most lovely thing is the night on the third day of September, which is as bright as a pearl and the crescent moon is like a bow.
10. The breeze blows my belt, and the moon shines on my piano. -Wang Wei translated "Answering Zhang Fu Yin": Take off your clothes and enjoy the cool breeze. The mountains and the moon are shining high, just playing the strings and playing the piano.
5. About the poem about the poet expressing homesickness by the bright moon, a white rabbit smashed medicine in autumn and revived in spring. Who is Chang 'e's neighbor? Now people are not seen in Gu Yue, but in this month they took the ancients. -Li Bai's "Ask asking for the moon for Wine, Old Friend Jia Chunling"
Raise my cup, I invite the bright moon, which brings me its shadow and makes us three people. -the first part of Li Bai's "Drinking Four Bright Moons Alone".
I looked up at the moon and looked down, feeling nostalgic. -Li Bai's Thoughts on a Quiet Night
We all yearn for the distance and want to go to the blue sky to embrace the bright moon. -Li Bai's "Xuanzhou Xielou Farewell School Book Shu Yun"
Ah, there is love in life, and love is in the depths of madness. This is not irrelevant to hate-the wind overhead, the moon in the sky. -Ouyang Xiu's "Lou Yuchun respects money and intends to return"
That night, the black geese flew very high, and Khan quietly escaped during the night. -Liu Lun's "He Zhang Servant Shoots the Next Song, the Third Song"
If the moon finally comes out, I will not hesitate to be roasted by snow and ice. -Na Lanxingde's "Death to Hua Lian, No pains, the most pity for the sun and the moon"
Who sent the brocade book, the word geese returned, and the moon was full of the West Building. -Li Qingzhao's "A piece of plum, red lotus root fragrance, residual jade in autumn"
The small building was easterly again last night, and the old country could not bear to look back on the bright moon. -Li Yu "When is the Spring Flower and Autumn Moon?
Qian Shan has a vast sky, and Chengjiang has a bright moon. —— Huang Tingjian's "Deng Express Pavilion"
I hate that you are not like the moon on the river. No matter people wander north and south, the moon is not separated from people. -Lv Benzhong's "Picking Mulberry Seeds, Hating Jun is not like a River"
The lake and the moon set each other off, and there is no wind mirror on the pool surface. -Liu Yuxi's "Looking at Dongting"
The vastness of the wilderness is deeper than trees, and the moon is very close to the moon. -Meng Haoran's "Sleeping in Jiande River"
The desert sand is like snow, and the Yanshan moon is like a hook. -Li He's fifth poem of Twenty-three Horses
The loveliest thing is the ninth day of September. The bright pearl's bright crescent moon is shaped like a bow. -Bai Juyi's "Mu Jiang Yin"
I entrust my sad thoughts to the moon, hoping to accompany you to the west of Yelang. -Li Bai, "I heard that Wang Changling moved to Longbiao, and sent this. "
What night is there no moonlight? Where is there no bamboo and cypress? It's just the lack of free people like us. -Su Shi visited Chengtian Temple at night.
At that time, the bright moon was there, and it had returned according to the colorful clouds. -Yan Dao Ji's "Linjiang Fairy, Dream Back, Tower Lock"
It is still the moon and border pass in Qin and Han dynasties, and the enemy has fought a protracted war. -Wang Changling's "Two Embankments"
When did the moon begin to appear? I take my glass from a distance. -Su Shi's "Mid-Autumn Festival with Water Tune and Ice Dust"
The moon rose to the willow tree, and he met me at dusk. -Ouyang Xiu's Life Inspector Yuan Xi
The above is for reference.
6. Poems about homesickness and homesickness meditate at night
Lipper
The foot of my bed is shining so brightly. Is there frost already?
I looked up at the moon and looked down, feeling nostalgic.
Vacation in the mountains reminds me of my brothers in Shandong.
(Tang) Wang Wei
As a stranger in a foreign land,
Please think twice about your relatives during the festival.
Know where the brothers climb,
There is one person missing from the dogwood.
homesickness
Author: Yu Guangzhong
When I was a child,
Homesickness is a small stamp,
I'm at this end,
Mom is over there.
When I grow up,
Homesickness is a narrow ticket,
I'm at this end,
The bride is over there.
Later,
Homesickness is a short grave,
I'm outside,
Mom's inside.
now
Homesickness is a shallow strait,
I'm at this end,
The mainland is over there
7. Idioms and poems about homesickness are urgently needed. The more, the better. Tang Kong Shao 'an.
"Fallen Leaves" started the leaves in early autumn and fell like a guest. If you don't want to go down, you will still remember the forest.
Tangsong wenzhi
The article entitled "Dayuling Beiyou" said that the geese flying south turned back here this month. I wonder, will my own trip to the south be turned back? ?
The tide receded, the river rippled quietly, the forest was dark and malaria was scattered. But tomorrow morning, over this mountain, you should meet Ling Toumei.
Tang Wangwei's Mountain Holiday Missing Shandong Brothers
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.
Tang Libai
Silent night thinking, so bright light at the foot of my bed, may there be frost already? . I looked up at the moon and looked down, feeling nostalgic.
Tang Libai
The bright moon in Guan Shanyue rises from the mountain of heaven, in the infinite haze of the sea of clouds. The mighty wind blew Wan Li and crossed Yumen Pass.
At that time, Han soldiers pointed at the mountain road, and Tubo coveted the vast territory of Qinghai. This is a land of wars in past dynasties, and few soldiers can survive.
The garrison soldier looked at the remote border town, and his hometown could not help but look sad. The soldier's wife looked at the tower and lamented when she would see her relatives far away.
Tang Gao Shi's Night Walk
The cold light in the hotel stayed alone and didn't sleep, and the guest turned sad. My hometown is a thousand miles away tonight, and first frost will be next year.
Don duff
Fortunately, fireflies dare to fly near the sun because of rotten grass. You can order guest clothes when you are not near the book.
The curtain was blown small by the wind, and Dai Yu looked at Lin Wei. The frost is heavy in October, and it drifts irregularly.
Don duff
On the moonlit night, I remember my brothers guarding drums and breaking pedestrians, and the wild geese calling in the early autumn. The dew turns to frost tonight, and the moonlight at home is bright!
Brothers are scattered, and no one can ask about life and death. However, if a peacetime letter goes wrong, there is no truce.
Tang Dai Shulun's "Governing Sichuan Landscape"
Mao Ting in Matsushita is cool in May, and the Tingshayun tree is pale in the evening. On the road, endless homesickness rises, and green mountains and green waters seem to be their hometown.
Don Yili's "Sailing"
Liu Hua flew into the boat and lay down to attract Ling Hua to believe Biliu. It is said that the scenery is all over the Yangtze River and the weather is fine.
On Tang's "Watching the Elephant Wall Cry at Night"
The sand in front of Lefeng is as white as snow, and the moonlight outside the city is like autumn frost. I don't know where the bleak reed flute blows and I look at my hometown all night.
Qiu Si by Tang Zhangji
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. When the letter is written, I am worried that I have not finished what I want to say; When the messenger started, he opened the envelope and gave it to him.
Wang Song Anshi is boating in Guazhou.
Guazhou in Jingkou is separated by several mountains. Jiang Nanan spring breeze is green, when will the bright moon shine on me?
8. What are the poems about homesickness? I miss Tang Libai's bright line at the foot of my bed. May there be frost already? Looking up, I found it was moonlight, sinking again, and I suddenly remembered home. It rained continuously. Tang Bai Juyi Kesashige has vast smoke and waves, and the mountains and rivers are deep here. In autumn, the sound of the beach is more urgent and the canyon is overcast. Look at the clouds, cover your eyes, and miss home and raindrops. How can I comfort you? Thanks to Beichuangqin, the guests ate cold food in Tang and Li, while they were homesick for wet wipes. The sound book is broken in the sky, and the peach and plum spring rain. I'm not in the mood to drink, but I seem to have a reason to sing. How many people are out of town? By the river, Tang and Du Xunhe were driving horses by the river, and their homesickness grew step by step. They waved willows, but lost the cicada. Autumn crops are long and cold clouds are about the ancient city. Turbulence gathers at the end of the world. The shore is long and the lake is wide and the autumn sails are wide. Buy wine above fishermen, share lights and fishing boats. Xiaoxiang should travel alone when she sees the geese coming. She missed Tang without thanking her, but the letter from Yunnan never came back. If you don't sweep the flowers in front of the court, who will climb the willow outside? If she sits for a long time and sells silver candles, she will lose face. She is worried about autumn nights. Open the furnace to release inkstone ice. Suddenly, I returned to my old country and yearned for Xiling. Dreaming of the old city in autumn, looking at the ruins of Tang Rongyu's old country, I want to travel when I climb it. When personnel changes, the Millennium water flows in vain. In the evening, I dreamed of the glory of Zhu Hong, and all the trees in Jingmen were in autumn. Dark clouds hung over me, and I watched my homesickness from a distance. I stayed at the Tang Hotel all night, but the guests' hearts became sad. My hometown is full of thoughts tonight, and I am sad. Wei Zhuang, who is homesick for Tang Dynasty outside the river, is sad in a foreign land every spring. Du Qu oriole can know that. He even broke his heart for the sunset on the river bank. Looking from a distance, Tangyuan Town is full of bleak winter scenery, with many mangrove temples on one mountain. Zhong Xuan's homesickness is endless, and Zhang Shui flows eastward like a jade wave. Who doesn't miss home in the three rural areas of Tanggaoqu, Wanshan in North and South Qian Shan and Che Xuan? He is lonely and sad. -Li Bai 02. I advise you to have a glass of wine. People have no reason to go out in the sun. -Wang Wei 03. Where are the sails in the sun curtain? When the horizon looks at people's intestines. -Meng Haoran 04. The lonely sail is far away from the sky, only the Yangtze River flows. -Li Bai 05. Know yourself in the sea, and heaven is still our neighbor. -Wang Bo 06. Looking up, I found it was moonlight, sinking again, and I suddenly remembered home. Thousands of miles away, Chen Juan. -Su Shi 08. A lonely stranger in a strange land I am cast, I miss my family all the more on every festive day. -Wang Wei 09. If I want to become 100 billion dollars, I will climb to the top and see my hometown. -Liu Zongyuan 10. When you ask about your return, late rain will rise in the autumn pool. -Li Shangyin 65438. When will the bright moon shine on me? -Wang Anshi 12. I don't know where to brag, but I want to see my hometown all night. —— Yi Lee 13. I will think of you in the clouds, so think of me in the sunset. -Li Bai 14. I have been away from you for a long time, and I miss you for no reason. -Xu Shu 15. I know this. What do you mean? People don't like flowers. -Xiao Zixian 16. It was a long time ago that I met her, but since we separated, the time has become longer, the east wind is blowing, and a hundred flowers are blooming. —— Li Shangyin 17. Acacia meet, this night is awkward. -Li Bai 18. In March, the wind and water came, and a letter from home was worth a ton of gold 19. Old vines faint crows, small bridges flowing water. With a sad mist on the river waves 2 1. Water brings you the feeling of home, dragging your boat for 300 miles. Wine into sorrow, into acacia tears 23. * * Seeing the bright moon crying, it is a red heart, and in five places, all diseases are the same. A glass of turbid wine belongs to Wan Li's house, with frost all over the floor for 25 days. Why * * cut candles at the west window, but it's 1. You come from my old country. Tell me what happened there! . Tomorrow at the window, the cold plum blossoms. (Wang Wei's Miscellaneous Poems) 2. Young people leave home, old people return, and the local accent has not changed. When children meet strangers, they will smile and ask where the guests are from. His hometown accidental book) 3. Duan, winter passed and spring came again. When I came to my village and met people, I dared not ask a question. Song Wenzhi "Crossing the Han River") 4. Under the blue mountain, we meandered forward, and my boat and I followed the green water until the river bank widened at low tide and there was no wind blowing my lonely sail. The sea is dying, and Jiang Chun has entered a new year. Where can I get books from my hometown? I will go back to Luoyang. (Wang Wan's Lonely Mountain in Northern Jiangsu) 5. Man is spring. Thinking is in the flowers and the moon. (Xue Daoheng, "Every day someone misses home") 7. Whose rain flute flies in the dark, and the spring breeze permeates Los Angeles. Hearing the willows in this serenade, who doesn't remember the national conditions. (Li Bai's "Smelling the flute in Los Angeles on a Spring Night") 8. Staying in the hostel is ten days in first frost, and I miss Xianyang day and night. You cross the river for no reason, but you want Bing to be your hometown. (Liu Zao, "What is life without you for me? However, if there is something wrong with letters in peacetime, what can I expect in wartime? . 10. "Moonlight Memories Brothers" (Tang Du Fu) Wanderers listen to drums, and autumn geese know that the dew is frost tonight, and the moonlight at home is bright! Oh, my brothers, lost and scattered, what does life mean to me without you? However, if there is something wrong with the letters in peacetime, the situation is that the soldiers have not stopped. 1 1. Looking at the moon and thinking of one far away (Zhang Tang Jiuling) has a bright moon on the sea. At this time, I blew out the candle, it was not dark, I put on my coat, it was not warm, so I left my message to the moon, and then turned to my bed, hoping for dreams, Du Shaofu's harmony, in this wall around Sanqin area, through a fog, the five rivers became one, all of them were official travelers. The world is but a little place, after all. If you don't do anything wrong, the child will touch the towel. In prison, cicadas are singing in the west, and the south crown is full of thoughts. They can't stand the shadow of their temples, so they come to sing to their bald heads. It's hard to get in. His pure voice is drowned in the wind world. Who knows if he is still singing? Who will listen to me? . Liu Changqing, the owner of Furong Mountain who stayed in the snow, was far away from Cangshan, freezing in the cold, and the White House was poor. Chai Men smells dogs barking, and returns to people in the snowy night. Is it raining all the way to Chu? Wei, seeing Li Zhou off in the rain at night, the construction industry is at dusk, the lonely sails are heavy, and the birds are late. Haimen is nowhere to be found, and Pu Shu is far from nourishing. More affectionate than loose silk. Stay up all night, crying frost all over the sky. Jiang Feng sleeps in the fire. Hanshan Temple outside Gusu City, midnight to the passenger ship. There are many weeds near Liuyuxi Suzaku Bridge in Wuyi Lane, birds are singing and flowers are fragrant, and the sunset shines obliquely at the entrance of Wuyi Lane. In the old society, Wang Xietang died in front of swallows and flew into the homes of ordinary people. Untitled Li Shangyin, I have known her for a long time, and we have been apart for a long time. When the east wind rises, all the flowers are gone, and the spring silkworm dies, the candle cries every night, and the clouds change in the morning mirror, but I dare to sing at night and the moonlight is cold. There are not many roads to Pengshan. Oh, Bluebird, listen! -Give me what she said! .