In fact, it is a poem about caring about the country and the people.

There are many here~~

The Qiang tubes are covered with frost, people are sleepless, and the generals have white hair and their husbands are in tears.

A cup of dirty wine can make a family thousands of miles

Yan Ran has no plans to return before he is reined in

The white head scratches are shorter,

The lust is overwhelming. ——Du Fu's "Spring Hope" The white head scratches are shorter,

The lust is overwhelming. ——Du Fu's "Spring Hope"

After a hard encounter, only a few stars are scattered around. The mountains and rivers are broken, the wind flutters and the catkins float, and the life experience is ups and downs. Afraid to say panic on the beach, sigh alone in the ocean. Since ancient times, no one has died, leaving a loyal heart to illuminate history. - Wen Tianxiang

Looking up at the bright moon, bowing his head to miss his hometown. - Li Bai

Being a stranger in a foreign land, I miss my family even more during festive seasons. --Wang Wei

The moon is the brightness of my hometown, and people are my relatives. --Li Bai

You come from your hometown, so you should know the things in your hometown.

I am sitting on a high mountain, looking at my hometown.

My hometown is invisible and can never be forgotten.

Between Jingkou and Guazhou, Zhongshan is only separated by several mountains. --Wang Anshi

The spring breeze is green again on the south bank of the river. When will the bright moon shine on me again? --Wang Anshi

When I was young and my boss returned home, my local pronunciation has not changed, my hair on my temples has faded. --He Zhizhang

The voice book outside the mountains is broken, and spring comes back after winter.

I am even more timid when I am close to my hometown and dare not ask anyone.

Where can I find the hometown book? Return to Yanluoyang.

I am only seven days old and have been away from home for two years.

When a man returns home after the wild geese, his thoughts are in front of the flowers.

It has been ten years since the guest house was in Bingzhou, and I remember Xianyang day and night when I return home.

I crossed the Sanggan River for no reason, but I thought Bingzhou was my hometown. ] Poppy

Li Yu

When did the spring flowers and autumn moon come? How much do we know about the past? There was an east wind in the small building last night, and the motherland could not bear to look back at the bright moon.

The carved railings and jade inlays should still be there, but the beauty has changed. How much sorrow can you have? Just like a river of spring water flowing eastward.

This is a poem by Li Yu, the later master of the Southern Tang Dynasty, which expresses the author's deep nostalgia for his motherland. Lu You's "Shi'er"

I know that all things are futile when I die,

But the sadness is not the same as in Kyushu.

Wang Shibei set the Central Plains Day,

The family sacrifices did not forget to tell Nai Weng.