Worry is like grass in the rain.

Night Rain in Chang 'an by Tang Xuefeng. My heart is full of sorrow, like grass in the rain. This is a homesick poem written by the poet when he lives in Chang 'an and it rains every night. Weeds are born, and there are many words; Grass grows in the rain, and words speak quickly. Externalizing the intangible thinking activities (worries) into weeds that grow vigorously in the rain, it is easy to make people feel that the poet's worries are numerous, complicated, rapid and unstoppable. This sentence can still be used to describe sorrow.

A Night Rain in Chang 'an by Tang Dynasty poet Xue Feng

Homesickness is a stamp. Yu Guangzhong, a poet in Taiwan Province, is

sleepless, and the general's white hair makes him cry.

song fan Zhongyan's fisherman's pride [Qiu Lai]. Mei (sister mèi): Sleep. The general licked his white hair, and the soldiers shed tears. These are the last two sentences of this word. In the contradiction of "Yan Ran didn't go home without a plan", under the torment of homesickness that can't be dismissed, the soldiers guarding the border can't sleep at night, the general is worried about his hair, and the husband is full of tears. These two sentences depict psychology through appearance, and the pen of sketch is extremely vivid.

The Fisherman's Pride by Fan Zhongyan, a politician and writer in the Northern Song Dynasty

There are endless geese in Dongting all night, and they don't wait until dawn to fly north.

Tang Liyi's Smelling the Flute in Spring Night. The geese in Dongting Lake didn't get dawn and flew back to the north overnight. This is when the author was relegated to the south. According to legend, geese fly from the north to the south in winter, inhabit in Huiyan Peak, Hengyang for the winter, and fly back to the north from the south when spring comes. Therefore, the poet said: "The cold mountain plays the flute to call for spring return, and the guests are moved to look at each other with tears all over their clothes. ～。” The warm spring did not bring warmth to the poet, but the geese returned to the poet in the north but still stayed in the Dongting. Therefore, although the flute calling for spring adds spring scenery to the world, it adds a period of sadness to the relocated guests. This famous sentence can be used to express homesickness.

Tang Dynasty poet Li Yi's "Smelling the flute on a Spring Night"

My hometown has been here for more than a thousand miles, and my dream of spring can still come back every night.

Tang Gu Kuang's "Remembering Hometown". My hometown is more than a thousand miles away from here, and I have returned to my hometown in my good dreams every night. "More than a thousand miles" writes that it is far from home and difficult to return home; "Going home every night" means that it is close to home and easy to go home. However, this is not a reality, but a "spring dream". Returning home every night after a spring dream brings illusory joy to the poet again and again, but after waking up, it leaves the poet with a heavy homesickness. It is unique to write about the eagerness of being homesick.

Gu Kuang, a poet, painter and connoisseur in the Tang Dynasty, remembers his hometown.

The pity canal is also a stranger from other places, and it is hard to cry to others.

A famous saying about homesickness

Ming Yangji's Partridge. Qu: He, this refers to the partridge. Can't do it: the call of the partridge bird is homophonic with "Can't do it too". The poor partridge is also a bird living in a foreign country, so it is hard to send out a cry of "Don't be a brother" to the pedestrians. Writing about the partridge bird does not start from its feather shape, but from its distinctive crowing sound, and by empathy, it is speculated that the partridge bird is also a "stranger from other places" full of homesickness, so it is in the same boat and cries to pedestrians with the voice of "Don't be a brother". The idea is novel and the brushwork is unique, which is worth learning.

The Partridge by the poet Yang Ji at the end of Yuan Dynasty and the beginning of Ming Dynasty

Later, I once became a woman who didn't believe in love, so I left and went into the desert, not looking for love. I think I was probably looking for a homesickness in my previous life. Taiwan Province woman writer, whose original name was Chen Maoping Sanmao

, the accordion's voice is as fragrant as flowers in the dark without sunshine or praise. Folk music from eastern Europe sings the praises of the homesickness of the suffering people with gloomy expressions. The old busker was playing in the corner of the subway station. He raised his eyes, saw me and smiled at me. No one knows how the music I heard at that time comforted me, the 18-year-old girl wearing a silly black coat. You know that she had nothing at that time, and all good people couldn't bear to laugh at the extravagant hopes except her brain. This subway station is just like her life at that time, with only the speed in the darkness. She can only wait nervously for the next lighted place, because she can see the name of the station there, so she can know where she has arrived. She had nothing to lose, so she had the courage to fly forward in this darkness. But no one encouraged her, no one smiled at her, no one told her where the next stop was, and the only warmth was the music of this tramp like her.

that was the first time I saw a subway musician. They come from all over the world, and their music lives underground in Paris. Classical, folk songs, jazz ... Many people are surprised at how high their standards are. These tourists don't know that in Paris, you have to pass the exam to get the qualification to perform in the subway. Every six months, the governing body of the subway selects 35 candidates from about 1 candidates and gives them permission as subway musicians. Most of them come from conservatories all over the world, and many of them are vagrants themselves. Their beautiful music, their poverty and loneliness are also used to build the expensive romance of this romantic city. Paris is such a place, full of amorous feelings, but cold as iron.

If you say that the whole city is a dazzling feast, then these subway musicians are the lonely leftovers when the feast is over. They are actually beautiful, and they are actually arrogant, but no one cares. The subway station is probably the most homesick place in the city. So they chose to live there. They played like no one was watching, even though everyone was in a hurry. When the subway came, the sharp whistle that tore the air covered all the voices of the world, but they were indifferent. People got on and off the bus, and the subway started again. There was a temporary silence on the platform.

at this time, their music often floats up like a reef at low tide, with just washed moisture. Today, five years later, I regard them, these subway musicians, as the topic of my thesis. I can't explain to anyone why I chose such a group that few people care about, so there is not much information to inquire about. I can't tell a group of strangers that deep down, I always feel that I am just like them, an entertainer in this extraordinarily enchanting and heartless Jianghu. You can look down on me, you can look down on me, you can treat me as someone who is excluded from this ordinary world, but I ask you, guest, are you really sure that you can live like before without my music? The only ending of all feasts is the end, and the only end of all prosperity is the withering. You can't see this, but I can. Because all my beauty, originally blooming in decline. Your leftovers are my dinner party, and your pastime is my dignity. When you threw a coin in front of me disdainfully, you forgot that I know the essence of this world better than you. Formerly known as Li Dian, Dian, a female writer of youth literature in China.