Poems about homesickness 1. 10 Writing homesick poems depends on the writer and the title of the poem.

Du Jiang Han, Tang and Song Wenzhi

Away from home, winter goes and spring comes, and I am eager to get news. The closer I get to my hometown, the more timid I am, afraid to inquire about people from home.

Ming Yuankai's Letter to Beijing

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.

Vacation in the mountains reminds me of my brother Tang in Shandong.

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.

Don works at night.

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.

Send Wu Shijiu to Wang Changling in Yuanling Tang Dynasty.

The Yuanjiang River flows to the morning sun, and Xikou meets you far away.

Who is away from the thunderstorm in Wang Zhi? Spring water will return to China together next year.

Break up with Xin Changling at Furong Inn

Misty rain enveloped Wu's day overnight; Send you in the morning, lonely and sad in Chushan!

Friends, if my friends in Luoyang invite me; Just say I'm still Bing Xin Okho, and stick to my faith!

Bai Juyi went from Handan to Tang Sijia in Chuye.

Every winter solstice, I am accompanied by the shadow in front of the knee lamp.

If you want to sit at home late at night, you should also talk about travelers.

Tang Cencan went to Beijing to meet the emissary.

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.

Silence reminds me of Li Bai on Tang night.

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

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

Tangyuan Town, Roy

There are many mangrove temples on a mountain with sad winter scenery.

Zhong Xuan is full of homesick tears, and Zhang Shuidong flows like jade waves.

2. Beautiful poems about homesickness

Silent night thinking of Tang Li Bai's bright line at the foot of my bed, is there already frost? .

I looked up at the moon and looked down, feeling nostalgic. The rainy Tang Bai lived in Kashgar, where the mountains and rivers are deep.

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 will you comfort your loneliness? Thanks to this north window piano. Cold food is right in the middle of Tang Li's trip. Cold food, homesick tears towel.

The sound book is broken in the sky, and the peach and plum spring rain. Not in the mood to drink, but there is reason to sing.

How many people lost outside his suburbs and went out for an outing. On the banks of the river, Tang and Du Xunhe, holding horses, miss their hometown step by step.

Raise the whip and wave the willow color, and then lose the cicada sound. Long road of autumn crops, about the ancient city of Leng Yun.

The family is poor and rich, and there is no land to return to farming. Farewell to friends in the river, go south to the place where Zhang Qiao in the Tang Dynasty accumulated homesickness, and the world gathered in turmoil.

The shore is long and the group is late, and the lake is wide and sails in autumn. Buy wine over fishermen, divide the lights and fish the boat.

When Xiaoxiang sees a goose, it is advisable to travel alone. Homesickness, as a Tang Buxie and a traveler from the north, has never answered the letter from Yunnan.

If you don't sweep the flowers in front of the court, you will climb the willow outside the door. Selling silver candles after sitting for a long time will lose face.

Hanging in the autumn night, Wan Li shines on the mountains. In winter, Shan Ye is homesick, and the Tang, Zhou and Tian began to be neat, with high clouds and clear colors.

Trees are cold and birds are rare, and monks are rare in the mountains. Collect the snow on the back window of the sun and open the furnace to release the inkstone ice.

I suddenly returned to my old country and wanted to live in Xiling. Yunmeng ancient city sees the ruins of Tang Rongyu's old country in autumn, and wants to visit the ancient city when you board it.

Once people change, thousands of years of water will flow in vain. Dream Zhu Hongsheng night, Jingmen tree color autumn.

When the clouds don't disperse, I look at my homesickness. In addition to staying up all night, Don Hotel's cold light stayed up all night alone, and the customer turned sad.

Tonight, my hometown is full of thoughts, and the Ming Dynasty is worried for another year. My hometown Xinghua Tang intends to send flowers and wine to celebrate the opening of the new store, flowers on the left and teacups on the right.

Ask a cuttlefish and a glass of wine. How can an old friend be different? The river village outside homesickness is sad in a foreign land every spring, and Du Qu oriole knows it. Seeing the setting sun on the river bank, it seems that my heart has been torn into pieces of willow leaves.

Looking from a distance, Yuan Zhen in the Tang Dynasty is full of sad winter scenery and harmony, and there are many mangrove temples in one mountain. Zhong Xuan is full of homesick tears, and Zhang Shuidong flows like jade waves.

And Sanxiang poetry Tang Gaoqu Qian Shan Wanshan north and south, Che Xuan who does not miss home. Being alone will make you sad, for fear of hurting peaches and plums.

Homesick Tang Emei Mountain is like oil, pity me not to sail. When the sails leave Gimpo, the songs will flow in unison.

0 1. Oh, ask this river flowing eastward, whether it can go further than the love of friends! ? -Li Bai 02. I advise you to have a glass of wine. It makes no sense to go out in the west. -Wang Wei 03. Where is the sun curtain sail, the horizon breaks people's intestines.

-Meng Haoran 04. The solitary sail overlooks the blue sky and only sees the Yangtze River flowing in the sky. -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. -Li Bai 07. I wish people a long time and a thousand miles together.

-Su Shi 08. A stranger in a foreign land misses his relatives on holidays. -Wang Wei 09. If you want to become hundreds of billions, go to the peak to see your hometown.

-Liu Zongyuan 10. You asked about the uncertain return date, and the rain rose in the autumn pool at night. -Li Shangyin 1 1. Spring breeze and green Jiang Nanan, when will the bright moon shine on me?

-Wang Anshi 12. I don't know where to blow reeds, hoping to find my hometown overnight. -Li Yi 13. I will think of you in the clouds, so think of me in the sunset.

-Li Bai 14. You left for no reason. -Xu Shu 15. I know that the human heart is not like a tree, so 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. It's embarrassing to know when lovesickness will meet.

-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 and flowing water, old roads and thin horses, 20. But I looked home, and the twilight was getting thicker and the sad mist was hanging over the enami. Water brings you the feeling of home, dragging your boat for 300 miles. Wine turns into sorrow and homesickness tears. Watching the moon cry, for the heart, in five places, I got sick with a wish 24. Turbid wine one. Tell me what happened there! .

When you pass by my window, are plum blossoms blooming? (Wang Wei's Miscellaneous Poems) 2. Young people leave home, old people return, and the local accent has not changed. Where do children come from when they meet strangers? "He zhang's" hometown couplet ") 3. The spine of the book is broken, winter returns to winter and spring returns to spring.

The closer I get to my hometown, the more timid I am, afraid to inquire about people from home. Song Wenzhi "Crossing the Han River") 4. Under the blue mountain, my boat and I meandered along the green water.

Until the river bank widens at low tide, and no wind blows my lonely sail. ... night gives way to the ocean of the sun, and the old year melts in freshness.

I can finally send my messenger, the wild goose, back to Luoyang. (Wang Wan's "The Next Berth on Beibao Mountain") 5. It's only seven days in spring and two years away from home.

The day of returning home is behind the bird's return to the earth, but the idea of returning home has existed before the spring flowers bloom. (Xue Daoheng, "Every day someone misses home") 7. The sound of Yudi's flight was dark, and the spring breeze filled Los Angeles.

In this nocturne, everyone can't remember the national conditions. (Li Bai's "Smelling the flute in Los Angeles on a Spring Night") 8. It has been ten frosts in Bingzhou, and I miss Xianyang day and night.

For no reason, I crossed the mulberry river, but I hope that Bingzhou is my hometown. (Liu Zao's Journey to the North) 9. Wanderers listen to drums and autumn geese sing.

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.

Letters sent to Luoyang city are often not delivered, and wars often do not stop. 10. "Moonlight Remembers Brothers" (Tang Du Fu) Wanderers listen to the autumn geese and drums, knowing that the dew cream is bright 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, what can I expect in wartime? , 1 1. looking at the moon and thinking of one far away (played by Tang Jiuling) the moon, grown full now over the sea, at this time, the lovers complained about falling in love at night, covered with dew and full of gifts. So he ordered him to go back to sleep, and Zhou Shu Wang Bocheng helped Sanqin.

We said goodbye sadly, and our two officials went in opposite directions. After all, the world is just a small place.

Why are you wandering at the fork in the road, wiping your eyes like a heartbroken child? . A political prisoner listened to the cicada robin Wang Xi singing, and the south crown was full of thoughts.

I can't stand the shadow on my temple to break the heart of a white-haired prisoner. His flight passed through the thick fog, and his pure voice was drowned in the world of wind.

Who knows if he is still singing? Who will listen to me? . Liu Changqing, the owner of Furong Mountain, stayed in the snow, and it was far away at dusk.

Chai Men heard dogs barking and went home on a snowy night. Parting evening rain to Zhou Li, Wei, is it raining all the way across the river to Chu? The bell in the evening came to us from Nanjing.

The rain is heavy, the sky is not right, and the birds fly slowly. The Yangtze River flows into the distance of the Yangtze River, and the trees are full of rain.

Farewell to my old friend, I love infinity, and tears fall down on the river. Night parking near Fengqiao, Zhang Ji, cold night, Jiang Feng, fishing, fire, I am worried about not sleeping.

In the lonely Hanshan Temple outside Suzhou, the bell that rang in the middle of the night reached the passenger ship. There are many weeds and flowers beside Liuyuxi Suzaku Bridge in Wuyi Lane, and the sunset at the entrance of Wuyi Lane is oblique.

Swallows under the eaves of Wang Dao and Xie An have now flown into the homes of ordinary people. Untitled Li Shangyin's time was far before I met her, but even longer after we parted, the east wind rose and a hundred flowers blossomed.

Silkworms in spring will weave until they die, and candles will drain the wick every night. In the morning, she saw her hair cloud changing in the mirror, but she bravely faced the cold of the moonlight with her evening song.

There are not many roads to Pengshan, and the jade bird is diligent.

3. Poems about missing family members during festivals.

The dew turns to frost tonight, and the moonlight at home is bright!

(Du Fu's "Remembering Brothers on a Moonlit Night") Teenagers leave home, old people return, and the local accent does not change. (What's the Homecoming Book) I can finally send my messenger, Yan Er, back to Luoyang.

Looking up, I found that it was moonlight, and then sinking, I suddenly remembered home. In this serenade, I heard the willows, and no one can stand homesickness.

(Li Baichun smells the flute in Los Angeles at night) Being a stranger alone in a foreign land, I miss my family twice every festive season. (Wang Wei's "Mountain Holiday Thinking of Shandong Brothers") A glass of turbid wine belongs to Wan Li, and Ran Yan has not lost his mind.

(Fan Zhongyan's "Fisherman's Pride") When you meet, you don't need a pen and paper. Use your message to report your safety. (Cen Can's "On Picking up the Messenger from the Capital") In the morning, the priests were levied and went to their hometown to pay their respects.

When a chicken crows at the Maodian Moon, people walk on the Banqiao Frost. (Text "On the First Trip to Goodness") Birds in Chai Men are noisy, and thousands of miles have returned to their hometown.

(Du Fu's "Three Songs of Qiang Village") The thread in the hand of a loving mother makes clothes for wayward children. Before leaving, I had a stitch for fear that my son would come back late and his clothes would be damaged.

Who can say that a filial child like the weak can repay his mother's love like the sunshine in spring? (Meng Jiao's "Wanderer") Boil beans and burn beans, and the beans weep in the kettle.

We are born from the same root, so why should we speculate with each other? (Cao Zhi's "Seven Steps Poetry") Parents heard that women came and helped Guo; As soon as Sister A heard that Sister Mei was coming, she had to cut her red makeup. When I heard my sister coming, I sharpened my knife at pigs and sheep.

"Mulan Ci" has been preserved from generation to generation, and the vegetation is green in spring. Sad state, can not help but burst into tears, amazing birds, leaving sorrow and hate.

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

(Du Fu's Spring Hope) Seeing the autumn wind in Luoyang City, I want to write a book. Repeated fears, unspeakable haste, pedestrians come and leave; (Zhang Ji's Qiu Si) Every winter solstice, I tuck my knees in front of the lamp.

If you want to sit at home late at night, you should also talk about travelers. Why is it too late for a child to ask for it back? Who is fighting for the years; Win sideburns? (Du Mu's Return to the Tomb).

4. Poems and ancient poems describing homesickness and homesickness

Two Poems of Biedong University in Tang Dynasty: It was a long day in Huang Yun, and the north wind blew geese and snow in succession.

A gentleman is poor, who wants to meet today without paying for drinks? Thousands of miles are dark, dark and faint, and the north wind blows snowflakes and heavy snow.

Don't worry about the road ahead, don't know the king of the world? A Farewell to Xin Qiji at Furong Inn in Tang Dynasty: Wang Changling entered Wu on a cold rainy night, and Chushan saw off guests.

Friends, if my friends in Luoyang invite me; Just say I'm still Bing Xin Okho, and stick to my faith! Song Dynasty: Su Shi was drunk in the Mid-Autumn Festival. He wrote this article and was pregnant with his son.

When did the moon begin to appear? I take my glass from a distance. 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 and enjoy the shadow of the moon, which is in the world. 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. We hope to live a long life for each other to share the beauty of this beautiful moonlight, even though we are separated from Wan Li.

Spring in the Tang Dynasty: Du Fu, although the country is divided, the mountains and rivers last forever, and the vegetation turns green in spring. Sad state, can not help but burst into tears, amazing birds, leaving sorrow and hate.

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

In the Tang Dynasty, "Two Townships Linked Books One": He ran away from home when he was young, but his local accent did not change. When children meet strangers, they will smile and ask where the guests are from.

5. Ancient poems about homesickness (10 sentence)

Letter from Home He left home when he was young, but his local accent remained unchanged.

Where do children come from when they meet strangers? Thinking of Li Bai in the quiet night, the foot of the bed is bright, is it already frosty? . I looked up at the moon and looked down, feeling nostalgic.

"I think of my brothers in Shandong on vacation in the mountains" Wang Wei is in a foreign land and misses his family more on holidays. When I think of my brothers' bodies climbing high, I will feel a little regret for not being able to reach me.

Except for the dark night, Bai Juyi is easily ill, seldom sleeps, is not old-fashioned, senile and full of emotion, and is approaching spring. When the fire needle lights are on, there will be sixty people with flat heads.

In addition to the night, Tang Cao Song's residual wax is exhausted, and the east wind should gradually smell. How much is it per night? I want to share it when I am two years old.

Call when it's dark, and spring blossoms. In the Ming Dynasty, I held wine in my hand and wished Yao Jun first.

Coupled with the official calendar of Luo Yin in the Tang Dynasty, the village was full of vigor and self-indulgence. Hate cold and warmth, fear the old and cherish the disabled.

As time goes by, KouRong is still uneven. Children don't know anything, singing until dawn.

In addition to Tang's "Nine Winter and Thirty Nights", cold and warmth are separated. By the time I got to the fourth watch, I was already one year old.

Fish lights delay fire, animals carbonize spring ash. Di Qing should be old by now, welcome new times.

In the Yuan Dynasty, Wang Anshi's firecrackers sounded one year old, and the spring breeze came from send warm to Tu Su. Thousands of families always trade new peaches for old ones.

On the first day of the Yuan Dynasty (in the spring of Yulou), the lotus leaked in one year, and the wine was frozen in Tu Su. Han Xiao is still cheating. She is slim in spring.

Beauty urges a long life, and cypress leaves and green peppers are covered with beautiful sleeves. Deep in my hometown, I don't know each other, but I only stay with Dong Jun.

I don't want to meet you when I pay a New Year call to Wen Zhiming, but I want to pay a New Year call, and all the names are ours. I also throw some paper at people. The world is too simple and empty.

Tian Jia Yuan Ri (Tang Dynasty) Meng Haoran fought in the north last night and started from the east today. I'm already strong, and I'm worried about agriculture without money. Mulberry field cultivates father, lotus hoe follows shepherd boy; The farmers predicted this year's harvest and said it would be a good year.

In addition to the New Year's Eve party, Meng Haoran of Yuecheng Zhangshaofu (Tang) used to be very familiar with his family. After dark, people will light red candles and wait for friends' birthday party.

During the dinner, the singers sang the old song of Plum Blossom, and everyone drank the newly steamed white wine, pushed a cup for a change, and occasionally there was a game in which drinkers bet. The author is wandering around now, enjoying the past, year after year.

See the Flower Market in the Spring Festival [Lin] Mickey meets to see the flower market, but leans against the arcade like a gallery. Bundle the potted plants into a queue, and the grass plants smell fragrant.

The lights are bright all night, and the songs are fascinating. It was this year that the scenery was beautiful and colorful.

On the first day of New Year's Day, Liu Yazi Huairenyun [Dong] was occupied, laughing and celebrating the New Year, and Mrs. Hongyan presented plum blossoms. Everyone toasted each other in the toast to express their wishes for the New Year. After all the people were not satisfied, they tasted the tea of victory together and talked about current affairs.

Only loyalty can repay the motherland. Now the motherland is being invaded by foreign countries, and there is no place to seek comfort. Song and dance accompany Beijing to welcome the festival and overlook Yan' an scenery.

In the new year, what happened to the golden gull? This responsibility should be lenient. Looking at the central plains in a hurry, a column is crazy in Yan' an.

I can't bear to see the scars on the ground. How happy I am to plow and weave on three sides. Only by hard work can we rejuvenate the country, and history fears the enemy.

On New Year's Day in Jiawu [Confucius], Xiao Shu's white hair was not full and he stayed up all night. Cut the candle and dry the midnight snack wine, and spend all the spring money.

Listen to the childlike innocence of burning firecrackers and see the change of peach blossom characters. Add a plum blossom to the drum horn to celebrate the New Year in Lian Xiao.

On the first day of the New Year's Day, try to write (choose one) [Chen Xianzhang] When the clouds in the sky celebrate, the temple is fighting for vegetation. Next to the wall, there is wine to entertain guests, and young children are singing and enjoying New Year's poems.

When you are old, you will meet a new year, and there will be better flowers in spring. Where is the evening breeze? When it blows to the moon in the east.

On New Year's Eve, I occasionally become a Huang Jingren. Laughing and laughing slowly leaked, and the heart was hidden outside. People standing high on the stone bridge seem to be on earth, staring at the sky, but seeing a star like a moon.

Fengcheng's New Year greetings [Cha] skillfully cut Silla and painted colorful gold as moths; Since then, the scissors have been idle for a month, and there are more sewing in the boudoir before the age of 20. It's completely new [(Ming)]. The weather in Gankun is mild. Adding the New Year brings old mountains and rivers in spring.

Mei Liufang is full of pride, sloppy and old; Tu Sucheng was drunk and laughed at Baiyun. New Year's Works [Liu Changqing] The New Year only deepened my thoughts and added the lonely tears of an exile.

People who are exiled in old age rush ahead of me in spring. The ape in the mountain makes me faint, and the willow in the river makes me sad.

I was tortured like a bodyguard, so when will this day come? Welcome to Spring [(Ye Xie]] method turns into a great god, rubbing shoulders and playing music.

There is no need to welcome guests in the eastern suburbs, and spring scenery is in thousands of households. Spring Festival couplets song [Yuan Hongdao] The east wind warms the Loujiang tree, and the smoke condenses into three lanes and nine lanes.

A white horse is like a dragon breaking through the snow, and a calf rushes through the water to wear incense. Blow it around and pat off the smoke, showing off the dress100000 people.

Elo dressed up as a colorful winner, and social songs filled the air. Fei Yi, dressed in gold, is a platoon leader in front and a satrap in the back.

Black veil new wisp of Han palace flowers, green slaves knelt into the wine. Picking lotus plates to make jade buildings, singing and dancing.

There are 3,000 old songs in Liyuan and 3 new songs in Suzhou/kloc-0. The masked beard jumps like a tiger, and the narrow shirt is embroidered with trousers and hammers.

The golden python turns into ghost makeup, and Guanyin dances in white. The viewer is like a mountain and brocade, separating silk from meat.

The fragrant wind blows and laughs all the way, and thousands of miles of red yarn cover the jade. Purple shirt with lotus root skirt, light makeup on forehead and bun.

Picked up the green stripes and praised my sister, playing around with melon seeds on my sleeve. In a hurry, strings are numerous, and thousands of willows fold green branches.

Meng Haoran called back to the north last night on the first day of Tianjia's New Year's Day. From today's age, I have been a strong official, but I am still worried about farming and farming. I cultivated my father's hoe with the climate of shepherd boy Tian Jia. It is said that Wang Anshi's firecrackers rang for one year on Fengyuan Day this year, which warmed thousands of families in Tu Su except the spring breeze. Every year, new peaches are always exchanged for old Fuyuan Day (Yulouchun), and lotus seeds leak out. The frozen wine is surprisingly confusing, while the spring state is slim.

6. 10 Poems about homesickness should be written by the writer and the title of the poem.

Crossing the river in Han and Tang Dynasties, far from home, I am eager for news. Song Wenzhi experienced the winter after spring. Now, close to my village and meeting people, I dare not ask a question. Yuan Kaijiang's capital letter is 3000 miles long and has 15 lines. There is nothing else to say during the trip, but to return home early. When Tang is in a foreign land, he misses his relatives every festive season. He knew from a distance where his brother had climbed, and one person was missing everywhere. He stayed up all night in the Tang Hotel. What is homesickness? It's another year of the Ming Dynasty when I miss my hometown for thousands of miles tonight. I sent Wu Shijiu to Yuanling, Tang and Wang Changling. The Yuanjiang River flows in the morning sun, and Xikou is far away from Lu Yu. Whoever stays away from the thunderstorm in Wang Zhi will return to China together next year. Furong Inn, Xin Jian, Tang, and Wang Changling were separated, and it was cold and rainy, and even the river entered Wu. It was a lonely night to see Chu Mountain. Friends, if Luoyang friends ask me to come; Just say that I still bing Xin Okho, adhere to faith! Sit in front of the lamp with your knees folded. If you want to sit at home late at night, you should also talk about travelers. "Meet the Jingshi" Tang Censhen's hometown is far to the east, and his tears have not dried yet. I will meet you immediately without paper and pen, and I will use your message to report peace. I miss Tang Libai. There is such bright light at the foot of my bed. Is there frost already? Looking up, I found that it was moonlight and sank again. In this quiet night, I suddenly remembered home. From a distance, Tangyuan Town is full of bleak winter scenery, and there are many mangrove temples. Zhong Xuan is very homesick and wants to cry.

7. Poetry that expresses the poet's homesickness

0 1. Oh, ask this river flowing eastward, whether it can go further than the love of friends! ? -Li Bai 02. I advise you to have a glass of wine. It makes no sense to go out in the west.

-Wang Wei 03. Where is the sun curtain sail, the horizon breaks people's intestines. -Meng Haoran 04. The solitary sail overlooks the blue sky and only sees the Yangtze River flowing in the sky.

-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.

-Li Bai 07. I wish people a long time and a thousand miles together. -Su Shi 08. A stranger in a foreign land misses his relatives on holidays.

-Wang Wei 09. If you want to become hundreds of billions, go to the peak to see your hometown. -Liu Zongyuan 10. You asked about the uncertain return date, and the rain rose in the autumn pool at night.

-Li Shangyin 1 1. Spring breeze and green Jiang Nanan, when will the bright moon shine on me? -Wang Anshi 12. I don't know where to blow reeds, hoping to find my hometown overnight.

-Li Yi 13. I will think of you in the clouds, so think of me in the sunset. -Li Bai 14. You left for no reason.

-Xu Shu 15. I know that the human heart is not like a tree, so 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. It's embarrassing to know when lovesickness will meet. -Li Bai 18. Endlessness is sorrow, and the end of the world is thoughts.

-Yan Shu 19. I don't know how far you have gone, desolate and boring! -Ouyang Xiu 20. It rained on the leaves of the plane for three nights, and the leaves were leaving. -Zhou Zizhi 2 1. Disappointed with Xiaoying's broken moon, say goodbye.

From then on, sound insulation and dust prevention. -Wei Zhuang.

8. Homesick and homesick poems and sentences

One. . . . . . . . . . . . . .

Go home (after a long time away from home)

At four o'clock, I felt the sound was long, and I sang residual wax several times.

Dreaming of old friends, the wind moves bamboo, urging spring to knock on the window.

New poetry is as light as goose yellow wine and as thick as Yalu River.

Think of the Cui Yun Pavilion in the water, and the slopes are covered with cranes.

Go to Liaohaige in the evening

The wine is sprinkled with breeze, and it is not poor to rely on the fence every day.

Can Xue Lou Tai Shan is facing away, and the sunset city Guo Shui is east and west.

The guest's feelings are everywhere. Don't hate him.

Sighing is not as good as watching cranes, and hometown is often in white clouds.

One of "My Hometown Books"

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.

The second book "Back to Hometown"

I have been away from my hometown for many years, and I have been half-dead recently.

Only in front of Jinghu Lake, the spring breeze does not change the waves of the past.

Marginal words

The spring scenery in Wuyuan is old and late, and the weeping willows are not hung in February.

That is, today's riverside ice opens, and it is the time when Chang' an flowers fall.

Send relatives and friends to Beijing

The sharp mountain by the sea looks like an ancient mountain, and Qiu Lai cuts his heart everywhere.

If you want to become 100 billion, go to the peak to see your hometown.

Two. . . . . . . . . . . . . .

The feeling of looking at the moon

The family business is in a year of disaster, and the brothers are scattered.

After the war, the countryside was deserted and the flesh and blood fled to a foreign land.

The shadows are divided into thousands of miles, and I am torn from my roots like water plants in autumn.

The same moon, sad tears, homesickness for one night.

Send a husband

You are guarding the border, I am in Wu area, and the cool wind is blowing to me. I am worried about you. A line of letters with 1000 lines of tears, regardless of whether you are wearing clothes or not, are stuffed into your side.

Xia is thinking in Nange.

The shadow of the mountain rises suddenly, and the moon in the pond rises slowly from the east.

Hang your hair in the shade at night, open the window and lie down in a quiet and spacious place.

The evening breeze sent waves of lotus fragrance, and the dew on the bamboo leaves made a crisp sound.

I thought I would want to make a song, make a song, I just hate my friends in front of me.

Feeling for a night, I miss my old friends all night, and it is hard to miss them in my dreams.

Autumn is pregnant with my brother.

Pity your life. The timing is shocking.

In a few years, when the children are older, the brothers will be lonely.

There are many sorrows in autumn, and there is no dream of rain at night.

Looking back at my hometown, I shed tears, and I listened to the cold geese go down to the rivers and lakes.

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If you are happy, what should you expect?

Surprised flowers are full of white hair, watching geese remember the Yellow River.

There are few books after chaos and many trees before frost.

Embarrassment is unbearable and an obstacle.

I think this word is also good! ! ! ! ! !

Fan Zhongyan's Ci "Su Mu Gai"

Blue sky, yellow leaves, autumn colors, cold smoke, green waves. The mountain reflects the setting sun and the sky meets the water, and the grass is ruthless, even outside the setting sun.

Dark homesickness, chasing travel, every night unless, good dreams make people sleep. The bright moon rests alone, and the wine turns into sorrow and tears.