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1. Poems about family

Hu Shi 1. Poems with the idiom "Hu"

Idiom:

# Hushubu

# Tell everyone.

# Home pivot is immortal

# Home wear restriction

# Hu Cao joins the army

# Don't worry about it

# Portal view

# penghuweng

# Penghu Chai Men

# Qin Wu San Hu

# Compared with residents, it can be sealed.

# Jiaohu Fenmen

# Thousands of families

# Nanhu Peep Lang

# Portal dispute

# Liu Hu Huamen

# Closed reading

# Small family

# Hu Sang Peng Shu

# Hu Sang Shushu

# Sanghushu

# A household name

# Suit each other

# Every household

# Family Chorus

# Letter from home to Hu Xiao

# Every door is closed.

# Say it at home

# Hu Chade's Home

# Family heirloom ode

# Home to home

# A household name

# Tibetan family owns

# Door-to-door theory

# Door to door book

# Home to home

# Heirloom Singing

# doorstep home seat

# Stay indoors

# Settle down

# Go door to door

# Pengmenhu

# Pengmen Renjia

# Shuxiang Portal

# Three Stars in the Family

# Don't close the door at night

# Go door to door

# Go door to door

# Close to the People's Portal

# Double doors and heavy households

# Every household

# Penghu, Shi Mao

# Thousands of families

# Thousands of families

# Take precautions

# Shame on the family

# Lean against the entrance

# Zhumen Xiuhu

# Zhu Lou Hu Qi

# Stay indoors

# Golden Gate Embroiderer

# Pearl Window Network User

# Cave Room Pivot Door

# Lock the door, close the door

# Family with scattered ashes

# Yunchuang Fox Xia

# Qin of three families is dying.

# Yunchuang Yuehu

# Close the door

# Yan Bo Ren Hu

# Close the door and plug it in

# Stand on your own feet

# Closed door

# Dingmen Lidu

# Go through the house and enter the house

# Don't peek at the door

# Go door to door

# Plutocratic family

# Diaoliang Huadong

# Leaning against the door

# Stay indoors

# Out of the family

# Narrow doors and narrow households

# Single family

# Different from the same family

# Reach the door

# Top door strong household

# 舵舵舵 entrance

# Independent Portal

# Peeking at the door

# Build your own door

poetry

The moon turned into a scarlet pavilion, hanging low on the carved window, shining on the sleepy self. There should be no hate, what is biased towards other times?

Chatting, Mulan is knitting at home.

There is no one in the stream, and they are falling in succession.

The beginning of the poem is a household name.

You always ask such questions, others will find them for you, but you don't want them. I'll give you less this time:

-In a word.

1. Most families like sweet wine too much to write Gao Xiao's poems.

-"I haven't seen assistant minister Han for a long time, and the name of the play is four rhymes." Tang Bai Juyi

2. Outdoor peak show, deep in front of the steps.

-Tang Meng Haoran, named Gong Yi Zen Room.

3. Outdoor green spring is a horse, and the red candle in front of the bed calls Lu at night.

-"Huanxisha" Dao Ji, Song Yan

A poem.

1. The slogan of Chen Ziting's retreat from the DPRK

Outdoor Zhao Rong purple sleeves drooping, double-looking throne-guidance document.

The fragrance floats in the spring breeze, and the flowers cover the beauty of thousands of officials.

I hope to hear the Gaoge newspaper during the day. I know I am happy and close to the minister.

Every time the palace goes to Dongfang Province, it sends Solanum nigrum to Fengchi.

2. Nanxiangzi Songzhou Bar Banquet

Outdoor wells float. The pale moon and the thin shadow are lonely.

I'm afraid it's early frost and cold, at midnight.

I feel that autumn sounds attract geese.

Ribbon and slim waist. Try to draw by cutting snuff yourself.

Put away a letter from Jiangbei of Ming Dynasty.

In order to inquire about the morning and evening tides in Jiangtou.

3. Poems about the countryside

In the Tang Dynasty, Shen Li plowed the fields at noon, and sweat dripped down the soil.

Who knows that every grain of Chinese food is hard? After cutting the rice, Yong Huai, a farmer, cried in the middle of the night while plowing the field, and the cow gradually couldn't walk.

At that time, people didn't know the hardships of farmers. They all said that Tian Zhonggu was born in the countryside and lived in the fields of Tao Yuanming in Wei and Jin Dynasties. There were very few people in the hinterland. This day is still Chai Men closed, and the pure mind blocks the vulgar thoughts.

When complicated market music, pull weeds. When we meet, we don't talk about worldly affairs, only that the garden is long in Sang Ma.

My field is growing higher and higher, and my cultivated land is expanding day by day. Often worried about sudden frost, crops wither like shrubs.

Returning to the garden and living in the Wei and Jin Dynasties, Tao Yuanming has no rhyme, and he loves autumn mountains. I sneaked into the official career network and have been away from the game for more than ten years.

Birds in cages are often attached to the forests of the past, and fish in ponds yearn for the abyss of the past. Land reclamation in the south and return to the countryside.

The house is surrounded by about ten acres of land, thatched cottages. The elm tree is behind Liu Yin and in front of Luotang in Li Tao.

The neighboring village of the neighboring village is faintly visible, and there is smoke in the village. Several dogs barked in the alley, and the mulberry tree was barked by a rooster.

There is no dust and sundries in the yard, and the quiet room is comfortable and leisurely. Trapped in a cage without freedom for a long time, I finally returned to the forest today.

Pastoral Ci Tang Huai Li Bai Jia Yi three years autumn, Wanli, Ban Chao. How to lead a white calf? Drinking water is good for clean water.

Tang Meng's animal husbandry is harmful to dust, but the first thing is to raise the sky. Cloth is close to three paths and thousands of trees have been planted.

Yu Yue was pushed to move, but he was in his thirties and hasn't met him yet. It was too late to write the sword, and it was dusk in Yuan Qiu.

Pregnant in the morning, often confused during the day. The sky is full of envy, vying for food shame.

Looking at Jinmamen, I will take the road of firewood. Country songs have no confidants, and eventually no friends or relatives.

Who can recommend Ganquan Fu for Yang Xiong? In spring, the village is the spring pigeon singing of the Tang family, and the apricot blossoms are white at the edge of the village.

Hold an axe to cut far and wide, and hoe the spring pulse. Yan knows his lair, so he looks at the new calendar.

If you are in a hurry, you will not be royal, and if you are far away, you will travel far. This is a question of going to the countryside. Don Wang Weiping lives on Qi's water, and there are no mountains to the east.

The sun is hidden outside the mulberry trees, and the river between the wells is clear. The shepherd boy looked at the village, and the hound came back with people.

What's with silence? Fei Jing has a day off. Autumn rain in the countryside is Tang Geng's business. In the desert, there are heavy clouds and dark clouds, and the rustling rain hangs down.

For the ancient road submerged by forest, it is all wasteland. When these five crops are harvested, several families in the isolated village cook.

Turbulent flow all over the nursery, rotten leaves write autumn branches. New firewood wets dusk, and old fishing moves in the morning.

Last year, chrysanthemums were in full bloom in Dongli. Four-season rural hybrid Fan Song becomes a big Li Jinxing fat, and wheat flowers are white and cauliflower is thin.

No one has ever crossed the fence, only dragonflies and butterflies are flying. The four seasons are idyllic, and in the Song Dynasty, Fan became a big black bird and threw himself into the forest. The tourists were sparse, and the mountains in front of him went to Chai Fei.

The child paddled like a leaf, weaving a duck array and returning alone. The newly-built farm in Fan Chengda in the Song Dynasty has a flat mud mirror, and every household grows rice while first frost.

Laughter thundered and flail rang all night. Four Seasons Pastoral Miscellaneous Prosperity Song Fan Chengda Ritian Yunye Ji Ma, each village takes charge.

Although the children don't plow and weave, they also learn a kind of melon in the shade of mulberry trees. Four-season mixed (1) plums are golden and apricot fat, while wheat and cauliflower are thin.

No one has ever crossed the fence, only dragonflies and butterflies are flying. The countryside is full of excitement in all seasons. (2) Farming in the field during the day and being numb at night, the children in the village are in charge.

Although the children don't plow and weave, they also learn a kind of melon in the shade of mulberry trees. Pass by my old friend Zhuang Menghaoran, prepare chicken rice for me, old friend, you entertain me on your farm.

Green Woods surround the village and green hills are located outside the city. Open the window facing the valley vegetable garden and pass the glass to talk about crops.

Please come here to see chrysanthemums when the ninth festival comes. Shanxi Village Tour [Song Dynasty] Lu Youxiao laughed at the farmhouse muddy wine, and raised enough chickens and dolphins in good years.

There is no way to go because of the winding water flow in the mountains, and a mountain village suddenly appears in the willow-green flower bay. Xin Qiji lives in Qingpingle Village, with low eaves and green grass beside the stream.

When you are drunk, your voice is charming and your hair is white. The big boy hoes beans and flows east, while the middle boy weaves chicken cages; I like children scoundrels best, and I look forward to Wang Ji's performance in Gao Dong's Twilight. What is the desire to migrate? Trees are all autumn colors, and mountains are only sparkling.

The shepherd brought the calf back, hunted horses and brought birds back. Care for no acquaintances, Long song pregnant with Cai Wei.

At night, the bell of Lu Men Song Meng Haoran Mountain Temple came at night, and fishermen boarded the ferry. People walked along the shore to Jiangcun village, and I also returned to Lumen by boat.

The moonlight at the deer gate made the mountain tree appear, and I suddenly came to the seclusion of exile. Thatched doors and pine paths are lonely and quiet, and only strangers come and go.

Wang Wei's sunset shines on the ruins of a farmhouse by the Weihe River, and cattle and sheep go home along the path. A rugged old man in a thatched door leaned against a cane and thought about his son, the shepherd boy.

There are whistling pheasants? Full ears of wheat, sleeping silkworms and peeled mulberry leaves. Jojo and Fu Tian greet each other cordially.

No wonder I long for a simple life and sigh the old song, oh, back to the past! . Looking high at the wild, what does the migration depend on? Trees are all autumn colors, and mountains are only sparkling.

The shepherd brought the calf back, hunted horses and brought birds back. Care for no acquaintances, Long song pregnant with Cai Wei.

In the countryside in April (Tang Dynasty), the green hills in Weng Juan were covered with white mountains, and the sound of Zigui was raining like smoke. In April, there were few idle people in the countryside, and sericulture was planted in the fields.

Zhang (Tang Dynasty) fisherman, flying in front of Mount Cisse, peach blossoms and flowing water, rich mandarin fish, bamboo slips and green coir, don't have to return in the oblique wind and drizzle.

4. Poems about Yu

Tang and Zhang Zhi's "Singing Willow": "Jasper is as high as a tree, and thousands of strands of green silk hang down.

I don't know who to cut it for, but the spring breeze in February is like scissors. "Tang Hanyu's" Early Spring is Zhang Eighteen Members of the Ministry of Water Affairs ":"The sky is raining and crisp, and the grass is near and far.

This is the most beautiful season of the year, far better than the late spring of the green willow. So he resigned from the viceroy, separated by Sanqin and a layer of fog, and went to his post in Shu. "。

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? The child is holding a towel. Xiao said goodbye to yan dan here, and a strong man took the crown.

No one was there at that time, and the water is still cold today. Ge Shi, Linjiang Zhu and Mingluan Dance.

The painted building faces Nanpu Cloud, and the bead curtain rolls up the rain in the western hills at dusk. The shadow of the idle cloud pool is long, and things change for a few years.

Where is the emperor in the cabinet today? Outside the threshold, the Yangtze River flows by itself. Where were those lost times before me? On the tower of Youzhou, behind me, is the future generation. .

Only the boundless universe, boundless, can't stop the tears full of sadness. When I was nine years old, I looked at the moon and thought of a distant moon. Now the sea is full, and the horizon is * * * at this time.

People who love hate long nights and sleepless nights and miss their loved ones. Put out the candle to love this moonlit room, and I wander in the deep night dew in my clothes.

You can't have beautiful moonlight, just want to meet you in your dreams. 1. Meng Jiao: Wanderers sing in the thread in the hands of kind mothers and make clothes for the wayward boy's body.

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?

2. Du Mu: There are many rains during the Qingming Festival, and pedestrians on the road want to break their souls. Excuse me, where is the restaurant? The shepherd boy points to Xinghua Village.

3. Li Bai: Considering that there is such bright light at the foot of my bed, is there already frost? On a quiet night. I looked up at the moon and looked down, feeling nostalgic.

4. Wang Zhihuan: The Heron Bird Villa is surrounded by mountains and waters during the day, and the sea changes and the golden river flows. By going up one flight of stairs, look further.

5. Li Shangyin: I have a twilight shadow in my heart, and I am driving in the tomb of Leyuan Garden. Seeing the sun, although it is brilliant, it is only dusk.

6. Meng Haoran: In the morning of Xiao Chunchun, I woke up briskly, surrounded by birds singing. How many flowers fall after a stormy night.

7. Bai Juyi: Fugu Cao Yuan bid farewell to the vast grass sea on the plain and came and went with the four seasons. Wildfire can't burn it out, but the spring breeze can revive it.

Weeds and wild flowers are all over the ancient road, and the end of the grass in the sun is your journey. Ah, my friend's prince, it's sad that you left again.

Li Shen: When you take care of farmers and hoe crops, it's noon, and sweat drops on the soil. Who knows that every grain of Chinese food is hard?

9. Li Bai: Chao Bai Di Cheng Chaoci Bai Di Cai Yunjian, a thousand miles a day in Jiangling. The cries of apes on both sides of the strait are still unconsciously crowing in their ears, and the canoe has passed the heavy green hills.

10. Ho: When I return to my hometown, I will write some books, but when I leave home, I will return to my hometown. It's hard to change my local accent. When children meet strangers, they will smile and ask where the guests are from.

Li Baijun, who will enter the wine, is missing, and how the water of the Yellow River goes out of heaven and into the ocean, and will never come back. Have you noticed that the lovely hair in the bright mirror in the high room, although it is silky black in the morning, has turned into snow at night.

Oh, let a man with spirit take risks where he wants to go, and never point his golden cup at the moon empty! . Since God has given talents, let them be used! As for the money, although it is scattered, it will get together again.

Cook a sheep, kill a cow, sharpen your appetite, and let me, 300 bowls, take a big drink! . Master Cen, Dan Qiusheng can drink and drink endlessly.

Let me sing you a song! Please listen to me. How expensive are the bells and drums? Let me get drunk forever and lose my mind forever! .

The sober and sage of the old days were forgotten, and only the drinker kept his name. Chen bought a barrel of wine with 10 thousand gold coins at a banquet in the temple, and everyone laughed and said one-liners

Why do you say, my master, your money is gone? , to buy wine, we drink together! . Five flower horses, Hsi Chin, give them to the boy in exchange for good wine. Whatever you want, sell eternal sorrow.

Witch hazel advises you not to cherish witch hazel, and to cherish your youth. When the flowers should be folded, we should fold them quickly, and don't wait for the flowers to wither before folding one.

Looking at Du Fu's "Broken Mountains and Rivers in Spring", 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, thinking of my brothers on a moonlit night, stopped a hiking trip by the first call of the border geese 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. Letters sent to Luoyang city are often not delivered, and wars often do not stop.

5. Poetry about clothes

1, Zhao Yan duo Han Ga In anonymous.

Zhao Yan has many beautiful women, and this beautiful woman is Yan Ruyu.

Get dressed, and when you are a family, clean up the music.

2. Zhi Zhu Cihuang Shentian

Luo Zhifan is always like a cloud, and fine grass is like a butterfly skirt.

3. Luo Shan Li Baisong.

Shi, a woman from China, was born in Ramie Mountain.

Her charm has been passed down to this day, and Lotus sees her shyness.

She moved the green water in the stream near Bianxi, as leisurely as clear water.

It is rare to see her smile and show her white teeth, because she is reflected in a weak voice.

Gou Jian, the King of Yue, collected national colors and raised eyebrows at the history of Wu.

She was loved by the king of Wu and placed in the palace of the Children's Palace.

Wu was defeated, and Wu never returned for a thousand years.

4. Beauty articles Cao Zhi

The beautiful and quiet girl is busy at the fork of the country road.

Ran Ran is full of soft stripes and leaves are falling.

The rolled-up sleeves are clearly visible in her hands, and a gold bracelet is worn on her white wrist.

She wears a sparrow gold hairpin on her head and an emerald green jade on her waist.

The pearls are shining, and corals and pearls are interspersed.

Luo Yi is swaying, fluttering and returning with the wind.

Her look back left a charming light, and the smell of her whistle was like the smell of orchids.

Everyone on the road stopped and refused to go away, and the rest were stupid enough to forget to eat.

Someone asked where the girl was, and her family lived at the south gate of the city.

The green painted tower is on the road, and two doors are tied to the big house.

The girl's face is like the morning sun. Who doesn't love her moving face?

What did the matchmaker do? Why not send a bride price in time to set off the engagement?

A girl must love a noble person, but a virtuous man is hard to find.

To put it bluntly, how do you know what kind of person she is looking for?

Youth bloomed in the boudoir, and in the middle of the night came the voice of her sigh.

5. Cao Zhi's miscellaneous poems

In the south, there is a beautiful woman whose face is as fragrant as Rong Ruo peach blossom and as beautiful as plum blossom.

6. Song of Gong Sun Du Fu's female disciple dancing dagger

But those red lips and pearl sleeves disappeared, and no one except this student smelled of her fame.

This beautiful woman from Linying, White God Town, still dances and sings happily.

7. Lotus Cup Weizhuang

It is rare to have a beautiful woman,

See you under the flowers forever.

A pair of sad and distant eyebrows,

I can't bear to think about it any more.

8. Du Fu is one of the two Taoists.

On March 3rd, Spring Festival, the weather was fresh, and many beautiful people gathered in Qujiang, Chang 'an.

Dignified attitude, lofty and quiet personality, plump skin, thin and moderate figure.

Embroidered gold and silver silk unicorn in late spring.

Far from their temples, Cuiweiye hangs down her temples and lips.

Behind them is a train full of pearls, rhythmically following the bearers.

9. Come to Le Lihe in the evening

After the guest dismounted, the guest went, and the green cicada Xiudai brushed again.

10, Crosswind Quzi-Wei Wuying, Chang 'an Street

The beauty of the pavilion is floating, and the head is full of jade.

The low waist sleeves rejuvenate the snow and gather a sad song.

6. Idioms and poems about family

In the quiet backyard, I yearn for the distant desert, with a sad mist on the river waves.

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

Walking in a strange city, I miss my warm home, but I feel at home.

It is difficult to prevent a hundred thieves.

A household name, a string of chanting.

This family is the owner of the house.

A letter from home is worth a ton of gold surrounded by family and disciples.

The family is ruined and the family is poor.

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After three months of war, he has his own family.

It is difficult to run at home for the country.

Worry about your country and forget about your family.

Xiaojiabiyu is homeless.

Thousands of lights, full of wealth.

There is one family in the world, and the world is home.

It is common for military strategists to win or lose in the four seas.

There are so many lost dogs.

People are full of affection for their families.

It is difficult for an honest official to break the housework and lose everything.

Rule the country by putting one's family in order, and ruin the family for the country.

In the morning of a rooster, a message from home is worth a ton of gold.

But I looked home, and the twilight was getting thicker.

In a friendly home, I miss the quiet backyard.

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

Dreams, dreamers and dreamers

The youngest left home and the oldest came back.

Where is the home of the cloud crossing the Qinling Mountains? I miss my family twice during the festival.

Was that a plum when you passed my window?

Looking up, I found that it was moonlight, opening its first cold flower? .

I pursue loneliness all the way, but I am afraid of loneliness. The snow held me back and sank again, and I suddenly remembered home.

Become a stranger in a foreign land

7. Poems about home

(1) Except for the night shift [Tang], the cold lights in the hotel are on alone, and the customer's heart turns sad.

My hometown is thinking thousands of miles tonight, and it is another year of the Ming Dynasty. (2) Going home [Tang] Du Mu's younger son asked, why did you stay late? * * * Who is fighting for time to win sideburns? (3) Homesickness [Song] Li Gou said that the sunset is the end of the world, and I can't see my distant home.

Castle Peak is being influenced by Castle Peak, which covers my sight. Twilight, Castle Peak. (4) Beijing Normal University has a letter from home [Ming] Yuan Kaijiang is three thousand miles away, and there are fifteen lines of letters from home.

There is nothing else between me, just telling me to go back to my hometown as soon as possible. 5] Hao Chu and the great master watched the mountains and sent relatives and friends to Beijing [Tang] Dai Shulun's seaside mountains were like swords and clouds.

How can we turn this body into tens of millions, scattered to the heads of state's homes to see! [6] Where is Wei's 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 from my old country, tell me what happened there! .

When you pass by my window, are plum blossoms blooming? (8) Inscription on the wall of an inn in the north of Dayu Mountain (Song Dynasty) The cloud flies south and turns back here 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.

Seeing off a friend (Li Bai) at Jingmen Ferry; sailing from Jingmen Ferry, you will be with people in the south soon. 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 Wanderers listen to drums, younger brother (Du Fu) moonlit night, autumn geese. 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) The willows are green and the flowers are flying all over the sky. The wicker folding ruler flies away. Will pedestrians come back? ⑿ Looking at the Moon at Fifteen Nights (Wang Jian): Bai Shu Crow Habitat Atrium, Coody Leng Silent Wet Osmanthus fragrans.

I don't know who Qiu Si will meet tonight. [13] Every messenger comes to the hometown of Jingshi, and it's a long way to Xiu Yuan, and his sleeves are full of tears.

I'll meet you immediately, without paper and pen. Please tell my family that I'm safe. [14] Show your son (Lu You) that he is dead and everything is empty, but he is sad to see Kyushu.

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 Fisherman's pride (Fan Zhongyan) blocked the scenery of Qiu Lai, and Hengyang geese were neglected and besieged on all sides.

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.

[14] A plum blossom crossing the Wujiang River (Jie Jiang) is full of spring worries. 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 Tianjingsha Qiu Si (Ma Zhiyuan) Dead vines and old trees faint crows, small bridges and flowing water, old roads and thin horses. When the sun sets, heartbroken people are at the end of the world.

⒅ The prison wall (Tan Sitong) looked at the door, stopped thinking about James Zhang, and endured death for a while. My smile goes from the horizontal knife to the sky and stays in the liver and gallbladder.

Trick chapter feelings (Tan Sitong) Everything in the world is in spring sorrow, and now I cry to Cang Ming. Forty million people shed tears together. Where is China at the end of the world?

Young people leave home, old people return, and the local accent has not changed. Where do children come from when they meet strangers? Ho: Looking at the atrium of the bright moon Wang Jian in the fifteenth night of Homecoming Book, Coody Leng is silent and wet with osmanthus.

I don't know who Qiu Si will meet tonight. Qiu Si, a native of Luoyang, saw the autumn wind. He wanted to find a writer to write a book.

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. -Autumn wind attracts you.-Where did Liu Yuxi get the autumn wind? Xiao Xiao sent the goose.

When the morning light enters the courtyard, lonely guests smell it first. —— Sauvignon Blanc takes a trip to Nalanxingde Mountain, walks in the water, walks towards Guan Yu, and lights are everywhere at night.

When the wind changes and the snow changes, it is impossible to break the dream of hometown, and there is no such sound in the garden. Patio sand Qiu Si withered vines old trees faint, small bridges flowing people, ancient roads west wind thin horses.

When the sun sets, heartbroken people are at the end of the world. Xue Daoheng has only been in spring for seven days, and I have been away from home for two years.

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. Wash away the clear autumn for rainy days.

The frost wind is getting colder and tighter, and the river is left out. Red flowers wither everywhere, and all the beautiful scenery gradually disappears.

Only the gushing water of the Yangtze river flows eastward without sound. Without the heart to climb the distance and overlook the distant home, it is difficult to gather the desire to go home.

Sigh for years, why stay. Want to be beautiful and build a new building.

8. Love poems 15 ancient poems

1, a thread in the hand of a kind-hearted mother, making clothes for her wayward son's body.

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?

(Don Meng Jiao: Song of a Wanderer) 2. Being in a foreign land, I miss my relatives twice every holiday. When I think of my brothers' bodies climbing high, I will feel a little regret for not being able to reach me.

(Tang: "Shanju Holiday Thinking of Shandong Brothers") 3. Every winter solstice, I am accompanied by a hug lamp. If you want to sit at home late at night, you should also talk about travelers.

(Don Bai Juyi: Hometown in Winter Night). The child took the clothes and asked, Why don't you come back? * * * Who is fighting for time to win sideburns? (Don Tu Mu: Going Home) 5. Teenagers leave home, old people return, and the local accent does not change. Where do children come from when they meet strangers? (Tang He Zhangzhi: "Hometown Lianshu") 6. Yin Shu outside the ridge, winter goes to spring, and spring goes 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 Hanshui River in the Early Tang Dynasty") 7. Green mountains and green waters around the boat.

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

I can finally send my messenger, the wild goose, back to Luoyang. (Don Wang Wan: "The next berth on the North Fort Mountain") 8. Humayi north wind, crossing the south branch of bird's nest.

-"Nineteen Ancient Poems Walking and Walking Again") 9. Being a parent is the best in the world; Being a child is the greatest filial piety in the world. -10 (Motto Lian Bi), I advise you to drink one more glass of wine and go out of Yangguan for no reason.

-(Tang Qu) 1 1 The foot of my bed is so bright, is it frosted already? . I looked up at the moon and looked down, feeling nostalgic.

-(Tang Li Bai's Thoughts on a Quiet Night) 12. Teenagers leave home and return home, but the local accent does not change. -(Tang He Zhang Zhi's Homecoming Book) 13. My mother is one hundred years old and often reads eighty children.

-("Song of Filial Piety") 14, parents are highly respected; Give children a good education. -"epigram couplet") 15, where is my hometown, I won't return until I get drunk.

-(Song Qingzhao's "Bodhisattva Man") 16, the mother said that the child lies dry and the child lies wet. -("Song of Persuading Filial Piety") 17, the mother instrument hangs down and the tube is bright and bright, and Wusu stays at the static night platform.

-(aphorisms) 18, the moon is full tonight. I wonder who Qiu Si will fall into. -(Tang Wang Jian's "Looking at the Moon at Fifteen Nights and Sending a Doctor to Du Langzhong") 19, Elegy can be used as a cry, and when you look from afar, it can be used as a Chinese angelica.

-(Elegy, a folk song of Han Yuefu).