drinking Alone with the Moon (Li Bai) from a pot of wine among the flowers, I drank alone. There was no one with me.
till, raising my cup, I asked the bright moon, to bring me my shadow and make us three. The moon did not know drinking, the shadow in front of the body behind.
but still for a while I had these friends, to cheer me through the end of spring. I sing the song is bright and wandering, I dance the shadow before drifting.
have sex when you wake up, and then I was drunk, and we lost one another. I would like to be with them forever to forget the injury of friendship, similar to the milky way of the milky way.
looking at the moon and thinking of one far away (Zhang Jiuling) the moon, grown full now over the sea, Tianya * * * at this time. Brings to separated hearts, the long thoughtfulness of night! Put out the candle to love this room full of moonlight, I wear clothes wandering deeply night dew cold.
so I leave my message with the moon, and turn to my bed, hoping for dreams. There is a bosom under the autumn night (Meng Haoran). The moon is hanging in the autumn sky, and the brilliance is wet.
I was surprised that the magpie was undecided, and the flying fireflies rolled in. The courtyard is cold and the shadows are sparse, and the sound of the neighboring night is urgent.
what a long time! Look at the sky and stand. Mid-Autumn Moon (Yan Shu) Ten rounds of frost shadows turn to the court, and this evening brings people to the corner alone. It may not be that Su E has no regrets. The moonlight of Mid-Autumn Moon (Su Shi) is full of cold, and the silver man turns to the jade plate silently.
this night is not good in my life. where can I see the bright moon next year? Looking at the moon in the pavilion on the night of August 15th (Tang Bai Juyi), on the night of August 15th of last year, beside the apricot garden by Qujiang Pool.
On the night of August 15th this year, in front of Songpu Shatou Water Museum. Where is the hometown in the northwest, and the moon is round in the southeast.
yesterday, when the wind blew, no one would attend. Tonight, it's as clear as usual. The Mid-Autumn Festival (Lu Guimeng) turns short of frost and loses late, and the good wind seems to send the curtain to the wedding ceremony. The slanting trees are separated from each other, and the candle is full of fragrance. I don't hesitate to love the sheng tune and hear that the stars are gradually lost in the north. Who wants to reduce the coolness of the school and at noon? Guizi (Tang Pi Rixiu) jade stars get off the moon on the night of August 15, and the new flowers are found in front of the temple.
Up to now, there is nothing in heaven, but Chang 'e should throw it at people. Song Sushi's "Mid-Autumn Festival See the Moon and Zi You" The bright moon is not out of the mountains, and the red light is thousands of feet.
a cup of silver is not full, and the clouds are as bad as the waves. Whoever washes his eyes for God should welcome water from Feiming River.
So I asked Leng to look at people in the world. As I see it, Zhan Ran can't bear it. Mars in the southwest is like a projectile, and its horn and tail are bright and pale.
I can't see what I'm watching tonight, which makes fireflies fight for the cold. Who is boating yesterday? It's a thousand lights and nights.
the twists and turns are unintentional, and the flowers are chasing the waves, and the songs are accompanied by the songs. Before the green fluorescence disappears and turns to the mountain, will the waves and winds return to the firm?
the bright moon is easy to fall and people are easy to disperse, and it is more important to watch when you come back. The clearer the moonlight in front of the hall, the better, and the grass is exposed in the cold throat.
the roller shutter pushes the door to silence, and the window is silent and old. Nandu is engaged in being ashamed and poor, and there are several people who write poems about the moon.
With the sunrise in the Ming Dynasty, people suddenly dreamt about Yao Taiwanese. Mid-Autumn Festival (Mi Fei in Song Dynasty) The eyes are poor, the Huaihai River is full of silver, and Wan Daohong breeds mussels and treasures.
if there are no moon-mending households in the sky, cassia twig will be damaged to the west wheel. Ni Zhuang Mid-Autumn Festival (Yuan Haowen) A strong meal is too thin and narrow, and autumn is already cold. Children reminisce about the road. I don't know that it is difficult to get out of the hut, the stream is noisy, the stone beach is in the middle of the night, the moon comes to dawn, and I have never seen the nostalgia in the poem. 1. you who have come from my old country.
tell me what has happened there!. Was the plum, when you passed my silken window, is the cold plum blooming? (Wang Wei's Miscellaneous Poems) 2. When a young man leaves home, the old man returns, and the local accent has not changed.
Where do children come from when they meet strangers? "He Zhizhang's" Hometown Couplet Book ") 3. The book is broken outside the ridge, winter after winter, spring after spring. The more I approached my hometown, the more timid I was, and I dared not inquire about the people who came from the house.
Song Zhiwen's Crossing the Han River) 4. under blue mountains we wound our way, my boat and I, along green water. Until the banks at low tide widened, with no wind stirring my lone sail.
...Night now yields to a sea of sun, and the old year melts in freshets. At last I can send my messengers, wildgeese, homing to Loyang.
(Wang Wan's a mooring under north fort hill) 5. People are only seven days old in spring and have been away from home for two years. The days of returning home are behind the birds returning to the earth, but the idea of going home is there before the spring flowers are open.
(Xue Daoheng's Homecoming) 6. so bright a gleam on the foot of my bed, could there have been a frost already?. I raise my head to gaze at the moon, Lowering my head, my nostalgia comes around.
(Li Bai's Thoughts on a Quiet Night) 7. The sound of flying in Yu Di has scattered people and filled Los Angeles with spring breeze. 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 dry water, but I hope that Bing is my hometown.
(Liu Zao's Journey to the North) 9. In a wanderer hears drums portending battle, a wild goose sounds in autumn. Dew changes to frost since tonight, how much brighter the moonlight is at home!
o my brothers, lost and scattered, what is life to me without you?. Letters to Luoyang city often cannot be sent to, and the war is often not stopped.
Bai Juyi's homesickness poems are three poems: looking at the post station as a window willow in Jing 'an house, and looking at the flowers in front of the post station. Two beautiful spring, on the same day; At this time, the family missing out on the outside relatives, the people outside the family also miss the family members.
On the night of the winter solstice in Handan, I miss my family. Every winter solstice, I hug my knees and sit in front of the lamp. If you want to sit at home late at night, you should also talk about travelers.
Nanpu Bie Nanpu is sad, and the west wind is blowing in autumn. Look back at once, heart - broken, good to leave, do not look back.
1. I am gone in the past, and the willows are reluctant; Today, I think it's raining heavily-The Book of Songs. Xiaoya Picking the Wei. 2. The elegy can be wept, and the distant view can be angelica-The elegy of the Han Yuefu folk song. 3. Humayi's north wind, crossing the south branch of the Bird's Nest-19 ancient poems of Han. 4. but how much love has the inch-long grass's reward is three spring rays-Tang Meng Jiao. Three Miscellaneous Poems by Tang Wang Wei 7. Thoughts on a Quiet Night by so bright a gleam on the foot of my bed, could there have been a frost already? lifting myself to look, I found that it was moonlight and sinking back again, I thought suddenly of home Li Bai 8. Where is your hometown? Forget it unless you are drunk 9. Think twice about your family during the festive season-on the mountain holiday thinking of my brothers in shandong by Tang Wang Wei 1. Tonight is the moon. I don't know whose home Qiu Si belongs to-Tang Wang Jian's "Looking at the moon on the fifteenth night to send Du Langzhong" 11. Everyone gradually feels strange in the local accent, but hates the sound of warblers like the old mountain-Tang Si Kongtu's "Five Books" 12. Only the lake in front of the door is mirrored, and the spring breeze doesn't change the old waves-Tang He Zhizhang's "Two Hometown Couplets" 13. When the young leave home, the old one returns. How much brighter the moonlight is at home! —— Tang Du Fu's remembering my brothers on a moonlight night 15. Sad, sad, sad, sad, parting —— The Warring States, Chu and Qu Yuan's Nine Songs, Less Life. 16. The day of departure is far away, and the day of wearing clothes has slowed down —— Nineteen Ancient Poems in Han Dynasty. After people return to the wild goose, they think before flowers —— Sui. How bright the moon is, according to my bed. Sadness can't sleep, and I wander around with my clothes on.
it's better to return home early, although the guest is having fun. Who should I sue for my worries when I leave home alone? Leading back into the room, tears stained the dress.
Friday, September 19, 28, 14: 33. 1. The past is gone, and the willows are reluctant; Today, when I think about it, it's raining-> 2. Mourning songs can make you cry, while looking from afar can make you angelica-folk songs of Han Yuefu > 3. Humayi north wind, crossing the south branch of the Bird's Nest-Nineteen ancient poems by Han > 4. Who talks about nothing? 2. Poems and famous sayings about hometown
1. ...Night now yields to a sea of sun, and the old year melts in freshets. At last I can send my messengers, wildgeese, homing to Loyang. -Wang Wan's "a mooring under north fort hill"
2. Humayi is in the north wind, crossing the south branch of the Bird's Nest. -19 ancient poems by Han, "Walking and Re-walking"
3. It's a long night in the rain, and the remnants of the lamp are alone. Hometown is full of clouds and water, and it is not suitable for autumn to dream.
4. now, nearing my village, meeting people, I dare not ask a single question. -Don Song Zhiwen's Du Da Yu Ling
5, lifting myself to look, I found that it was moonlight, sinking back again, I thought suddenly of home. -Li Bai's Thoughts on a Quiet Night
6. Everyone tries to be good in the south of the Yangtze River, and tourists only join the south of the Yangtze River to grow old. Spring water is clear green than the sky is green, visitors can listen to the rain on the boat on the boat to sleep. -Wei Zhuang's "Good Jiangnan"
7. People are only seven days old in spring and have been away from home for two years. The days of returning home are behind the birds returning to the earth, but the idea of going home is there before the spring flowers are open. -Xue Daoheng's "People miss home every day"
8. The sound of flying in Yu Di has scattered people all over 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"
9. so bright a gleam on the foot of my bed, could there have been a frost already?. I raise my head to gaze at the moon, Lowering my head, my nostalgia comes around. -Li Bai's Thoughts on a Quiet Night 3. What are the ancient poems or famous sentences describing my hometown
1. Maybe I came back to bury a tear in my hometown so that I can feel homesick in my life. -"Running at Night"
2. She is a migratory bird with no hometown. Moving endlessly, never finding a home. Or, because there is no home, it moves endlessly. -In the seventh year of Viola, the bed is the grave of youth
3. In essence, we are all people who have lost their hometown and can't reach the distance. -Cai Chongda's "Skin"
4. I want to knead spring into glutinous rice balls and cook them for you, and then run to my hometown in winter all night. -Anthony's Erben
5. Just as day appears between morning and night, my life is spent in the impulse to wander and the desire for home. Perhaps, one day I can reach that state, hiding vagrancy and foreign land in my heart, leaving the scenery in my heart, and I don't need to wander just for personal experience. Perhaps, I can hide my hometown in my heart, no longer care about the red house and garden, and have my own hometown in my heart. If so, life will be completely different! If life has a center of gravity, all the strength will emanate from it. -hermann hesse's Song of Ticino
6. All the places I can't reach are called distant places, and all the worlds I can't go back are called my hometown, but what I have been longing for is places farther than the distance. -Miyazaki Hayao's Princess Ghost
7. I think some people are born in a certain place and can be said to have lost their place. Chance throws them into an environment casually, but they always miss a hometown where they don't know where they are located. -Mao Mu's The Moon and Sixpence
8. In my life, when I had a choice, I chose to stay away from my hometown. I chose my own job, my own program and my own love. I thought this was freedom. However, I have never felt relaxed, just like a person dancing in chains, and I can never live without my heart. -Chai Jing "It takes me a lifetime to forget"
9. Some opportunities are once in a lifetime, and if you miss them, you will never return. All the places that can't be reached are called distant places, and the names that can't be returned are called hometown. -An Yiru's Peach Blossoms in the World
1. She has never left her hometown to enjoy the beautiful scenery in a different place, but she can name every flower and grass in the courtyard. She said that my greatest happiness is to guard here, wait for your return and give you a perfect home. -Grandma Moses "Life is never too late to start"
11. The sea is a dragon world, and the clouds are the hometown of cranes. -du fu
12. the power of hometown: there is a hometown in the heart, a hometown in the intestines, a hometown in the stomach, a hometown in the veins, and a hometown engraved in the bones. Synthetic hometown people, the farther and longer the power of hometown, the longer and longer I am at home! I am my hometown! -who explains Shen Zhou's "Love Boat"
13. Hometown, what is hometown? My hometown is full of genius, the wilderness is vast, and the wind blows grass and sees cattle and sheep. A touch of late smoke and drought, half a pole inclined to the old city of Guancheng. -zhong xiaoyang's "parking for a while"
14. oh, hometown, which is always attached and emotional! -Lu Yao's Ordinary World
15. The water in my hometown is fairy water, and the soil in my hometown is gold. -Mongolian Proverbs 4. Famous sayings, ancient poems, examples about hometown
Poems:
2. Yu Di flies in the dark, and people are scattered in the spring breeze. In this nocturne, everyone can't remember the national conditions. (Li Bai's "Smelling the flute in Los Angeles on a Spring Night")
3. but how much love has the inch-long grass won three Chunhui-Don Meng Jiao 4. I used to go, and the willows were reluctant; Today, when I think about it, it's raining-5. My heart flies away from the south clouds, and my shape follows the northern geese. The chrysanthemums planted under the fence in my hometown are several more open today?
6. It's a long night in the rain, and the residual lamp is lonely. Hometown is full of clouds and water, and it is not suitable for autumn to dream.
7. It is always a vague disappointment to hear the face of my hometown on a moonlit night. As if in the fog, wave goodbye. After parting, homesickness is a tree without rings, and it will never grow old-Xi Murong's Homesickness
8. Being a stranger in a foreign land, I miss my family twice every festive season. Think of the brothers body boarded up high, will also because of less than I have a regret.
9. people say that the sunset is the end of the world, and you can't see your home if you look at the end of the world. The castle peak is being affected by the castle peak, which covers my sight, the twilight clouds, and the castle peak.
1. When you die, you know that everything is empty, but you are sad to see Kyushu. Therefore, when the great song jun team regained the central plains of the day when the arrival of the day, you hold a the home fete ceremony, don't forget to tell me the good news!
11. It's a long night in the rain, and the residual lamp is lonely. Hometown is full of clouds and water, and it is not suitable for autumn to dream.
12. The young child asked by the hand, why is it too late to return? * * * Who strives for the years and wins the sideburns
13. Sad songs can be wept, and from afar, they can be turned into Chinese angelica-folk songs of Han Yuefu 14. so bright a gleam on the foot of my bed, could there have been a frost already?. I raise my head to gaze at the moon, Lowering my head, my nostalgia comes around. (Li Bai's Thoughts on a Quiet Night
15. Where do children come from when they meet strangers?
16. The song of my hometown is a flute from Qingyuan
17. Where is my hometown? I forget it unless I am drunk-Song Li Qingzhao 18. Humayi travels south across the Bird's Nest in the north wind-nineteen ancient poems by Han. 19. now, nearing my village, meeting people, I dare not ask a single question- -Li Bai's Thoughts on a Quiet Night
21. you who have come from my old country, tell me what has happened there! was the plum, when you passed my silken window, Han Mei's flowers? -Don Wang Wei 22. under blue mountains we wound our way, my boat and I, along green water. Until the banks at low tide widened, with no wind stirring my lone sail.
23. ...Night now yields to a sea of sun, and the old year melts in freshets. At last I can send my messengers, wildgeese, homing to Loyang. (Wang Wan's "a mooring under north fort hill"
24. It's been ten frost in Bingzhou, and I miss Xianyang day and night. For no reason, I crossed the mulberry dry water, but I hope that Bing is my hometown. (Liu Zao's "Journey to the North")
25. The sound book outside the ridge is broken, winter after winter, spring after spring. The more I approached my hometown, the more timid I was, and I dared not inquire about the people who came from the house. Song Zhiwen's Crossing the Han River
26. People have only been in spring for seven days and have been away from home for two years. The days of returning home are behind the birds returning to the earth, but the idea of going home is there before the spring flowers are open. (Xue Daoheng's
27. Everyone tries his best to be good in the south of the Yangtze River, and tourists only join the river and grow old in the south. Spring water is clear green than the sky is green, visitors can listen to the rain on the boat on the boat to sleep. -Wei Zhuang's "Good Jiangnan"
28. People say that the sunset is the end of the world. The castle peak is being affected by the castle peak, which covers my sight, the twilight clouds, and the castle peak.
29. but I look toward home, and twilight grows dark? There was a mist hanging over the river, bringing deep melancholy to the people. -Cui Hao's "Yellow Crane Tower" 1. When a young man leaves home, the old man returns, and the local accent has not changed. 5. About hometown