2. Elegy can be wept, but it can be returned to China far away-Elegy, a folk song of Han Yuefu
3. Humayu follows the north wind and crosses the south branch of the Bird's Nest —— Nineteen Ancient Poems by Han.
4. However, an inch of grass, enjoying three rays of spring, how much love is there-Jiao's "Wanderer"
5. Now, approaching my village and meeting people, I dare not ask a question-Du Da Yu Ling by Tang Song Wenzhi.
You people from my old country, tell me what happened there! When you passed my window, was the plum blossom Han Mei's flower? -Three miscellaneous poems by Wei.
7. The foot of my bed is shining so brightly. Is it frosty already? Looking up, I found that it was moonlight, which sank again, and suddenly I remembered my hometown-Tang Li Bai's Thoughts on a Quiet Night.
8. Where is your hometown? Only when you are drunk-Song Liqingzhao's Bodhisattva Man
9. I miss my relatives more during the festive season-Wei's "Mountain Residence Sacrifices the Silu Brothers".
10. I don't know who will fall tonight-Wang Tangjian's "Looking at the bright moon for Du Langzhong on fifteen nights"
1 1. Everyone gradually feels strange in the local accent, but they hate the sound of warblers like old mountains-five books by Tang Sikong.
12. Looking at the lake in front of the door, the spring breeze does not change the old waves-Two Couples in Hometown by Tang He Zhang Zhi
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14. He knows that the dew will be frost tonight, and how bright the moonlight is at home! -Tang Du Fu's Remembering Brothers on a Moonlit Night.
15. Don't be sad, be sad, be sad, and be separated-Nine Songs of Warring States, Chu and Qu Yuan, Live Less.
16. The day of parting is far away, but the day of wearing clothes is slow-nineteen ancient poems in Han Dynasty. Travel again.
17. Think before you go to the wild goose-Sui's "Every day someone misses home"
homesickness
Xi Murong
Songs in my hometown/yes branches/flutes in Qingyuan
It always rings on a moonlit night.
The face of hometown/is a kind of/vague disappointment.
As if/in the fog/waving goodbye
After separation
Nostalgia/Is it a tree/No rings?
Never/grow old
homesickness
Yu Guangzhong
Later when I was a child.
Nostalgia/is it a/small/stamp nostalgia/is it a profile/short/serious
I/I'm here/I'm outside.
Mother/over there. Mother/heart.
Grow up, now
Nostalgia/Yes-Zhang/Narrow/Fare Nostalgia/Bay/Shallow/Strait
I am here.
The bride/on the mainland/over there
homesickness
Bian Zhilin
On a quiet night in this ancient city,
I heard the Ming flute in my hometown,
Qian Shan is separated by thousands of waters,
But there are also sad songs to sing.
I happened to remember something in my heart,
But not long-lost parents,
It's just a small pond near my hometown.
In the breeze, reeds and wolves on both sides of the pond.
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Yu Guangzhong
Hours later
Homesickness is a small stamp.
I'm at this end
Mom is over there.
When I grow up
Homesickness is a narrow ticket.
I'm at this end
The bride is over there.
We'll talk about it later.
Homesickness is a low grave.
I am outside
Mom's inside.
But now
Homesickness is a shallow strait.
I'm at this end
The mainland is over there
Miss Xi Murong
The song of my hometown is the flute of Qingyuan/I always think of it on a moonlit night.
The face of hometown is a vague disappointment/like a wave of parting in the fog.
Thinking about Li Bai at 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."
Go back to your hometown and write to him.
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.
Tianjin Sha Qiu Si Ma Zhiyuan
Dead vines and old trees, faint crows, flowing bridges, old roads with thin horses in the west wind, heartbroken people in the sunset.
Nostalgic Four Rhymes Yu Guangzhong
Give me a piece of snow, snow
This letter is as white as snow.
Waiting for that letter is waiting for homesickness.
Give me a piece of snow, snow
Give me a sweet wintersweet.
Mother's sweet wintersweet.
Mother's fragrance is the local fragrance.
Give me a sweet wintersweet.
2. Homesickness Poem: Line 5: Momei, Wang Mian, the tree beside my house by Xiyan Lake, with faint ink marks.
Don't boast about the good color, just let the air be full of dried Kun. The early plum tree is called the cold plum white jade belt, which goes back to Lincun Road and Liuqiao.
I don't know if I started spraying water recently, but I suspect it didn't sell after the winter snow. Mo Mei lives in bamboo slips and doesn't hate the waste painters of Danqing, so she doesn't need to be different but consistent.
Jade capacity is not as good as western Western jackdaw color, so it is different from Han Palace. The newly blooming plum blossoms have long been frozen, and the lonely roots are warm and lonely.
In front of the village in Zita Law, a branch was opened last night. Shuibian Village, a secluded valley on the side of Zhanggang Mountain in Momei, used to be full of flowers.
I still hate Dongfeng, but I hate it even more. Plum blossoms first bloom, Li Dongfeng is westerly, and leaves are empty in the mountains.
Only plum blossoms can't be blown out, and they are still new and white. Mo Mei, a painter in Zhao Bingwen, doesn't make powder and fat noodles, but she is afraid that others will think I am straight.
We didn't know each other when we met. Xia Fu never cut a jade man. Yimei, Li Shangyin, settled in Tianya, and she didn't want to let things happen.
Samuume is the most offensive thing, because the old one is regarded as the flower that opened last year. In the snow forest in Wang Mian, Bai Mei, this body is mixed with peaches and plums.
It was fragrant all night at once, and it was scattered as dry goods. Wan is not invaded by dust at all, and the bamboo fence is complacent. Just because I misunderstood Lin Hejing, I let the poet say this sentence.
Playing chess with Xue Zhaoming and betting on plum blossom poems lost a poem by Wang Anshi of Fahua, "Looking for Spring and Seeing Plum Blossoms", and there was a pile of snow on the road. Fengcheng Nanmo remembers its year, and it is difficult to come with the post.
In front of Mei Gong's sex, only plum blossoms are lonely. The bright moon is like water every day, and the wine wakes up to listen to Yu Di.
Plum blossoms Wang Anshi counted the plum blossoms in the corner, and cold ling opened them alone. I knew from a distance that it wasn't snow, because there was a smell coming.
Plum blossoms believe in the twelfth lunar month and a half, and they have already felt plum blossoms. I don't believe that this year's Spring Festival Evening, everyone will come to see it.
The plum blossoms in the real Shiyuan are in full bloom, the sunset is late, and the snow is fragrant thousands of miles away. Since the beginning of spring, there have been no more beautiful sentences, and bonzi suddenly became a poem.
Lu You heard that the fragrance of plum blossoms is full of fresh wind, and snow drifts are all over the four mountains. How can it be converted into hundreds of billions, one plum blossom and one tree fragrance?
Wang Wei, one of the miscellaneous poems, you come from my old country and tell me what happened there! . Open its first cold flower before tomorrow? .
Yang Liuzhi's Ci Liu Yuxi played plum blossom flute in Saibei and Guishushan's Ci in Huainan. Please don't put the old songs together to listen to the new Yang Liuzhi.
Newly planted plums Bai Juyi Seven newly planted plums are planted by the pool and want to see them when they bloom. Don't be afraid of being jealous of peaches and plums in Changzhou. This year will be a good year for you.
When I first met Meihualu, the north was not as warm as the south, and it was easy to break the intestines of northerners in the south. Rouge peach cheek pear flower powder, * * * such as makeup cold plum.
1 1 month, the second backyard flower is in full bloom. The color is warm and fragrant, and it blooms ten thousand times. The spring breeze is full of emotion, accompanied by flowers coming and going.
In the second rhyme, Yu Zaomei, Huang Tingjian, Leng Xiang, kept the machine hidden, and the small barnyard grass was slanting in the sun for two or three branches. Luo Wei Cui Ye nursed back to health very well, which was learned by a windy sage.
Lu You, a famous plum blossom poet, was also drunk for plum blossoms. Twenty miles later, Qingyang Palace went to Huanhuaxi.
Su Shi, a plum blossom, believes in red plums every year, and the river is drooping. Take care of your feelings and send spring directly to your roots.
Hongmei, Wang and Tao Li are not jealous of each other, but their attitudes are different. It is still snowing and frosting, but it is not very red.
The second sentence of plum blossom is that you travel in the valley, as far as the north branch, and spend late every year. Do you know it's time to be covered with snow and ice?
Red plum on the mountain, Fan Dacheng, fog, rain, rouge, pine and bamboo, spring breeze on the river. The city is full of peaches and plums, and the lonely city is empty.
The third plum blossom: The stronger the wind angle of Lu You's Snow Abuse, the stronger the integrity among the flowers. Outdated will drift away, and shame will pity Dong Jun even more.
Plum blossoms suddenly see cold plum trees, and flowers bloom along the Hanshui River. I don't know if spring is early, but I suspect it's playing with pearls.
It is amazing to explore the secluded steps in the Wanli Mountain of Yangmei, and it is late at night. A plum blossom is annoying on the highest branch.
Watching people come and go in Meixiangguo, watching Zhou Yongnian in Yonghe Palace, and watching birds hanging upside down in Hua Xinfeng. I prefer water and light to each other, and the oblique shadows support the waves.
In Lu Meipo, one of the notices, there is a custom of plum without snow and no spirit, and snow without plum. The sunset poem is full of snow all day, and Mei is ten springs.
The inscription of Mei Fang Li Ying has new ink on the paper, and several plum blossoms are the most pleasing to the eye. I am willing to ride the wind to the distance, and my hometown will be a spring.
Note 2: Lu Meipo and Xue Mei are fighting for spring, but they are unwilling to give up. The poet delayed the payment and commented on this chapter. The snow in Mei Xu Xun is three points white, but the snow has lost a kind of plum fragrance.
Ling Mei Zhang Daoqi is full of poetry, and things happen at any time. I have no money for social activities. One ridge is plum blossom.
Looking at Mei, I think Liu dreamed of his home in the West Lake because of the dust from the east wind. I'm afraid that the spring scenery in the south of the Yangtze River will decrease, which is not plum blossom.
A gift for Ye Fan, a letter for Lu Kai, and a letter for the leader. There is no better gift in Jiangnan, and flowers will send spring.
A Dream of Red Mansions visited the wine of Miaoyu, Begging for Hongmei and Cao Xueqin, without opening the bottle, and kept saying, looking for spring and asking for wax to Penglai. Don't ask for the dew in the vase, just ask for the plum outside the threshold of Chang 'e.
After China's entry into WTO, the cold peach and red snow disappeared, and the dust cut Ziyun. If you are a poet, you will cherish your thin shoulders, and your clothes will still be covered with Buddha moss.
A Dream of Red Mansions praises red plums (flowers). Cao Xueqin is full of luxuriant foliage and flowers, and her children have luxurious spring makeup. There is no snow in the lounge, and there is a sunset in the running water.
The dream is cold with the red flute, and the fragrance is crimson. The predecessor must be a Yaotai species, and the color difference is beyond doubt.
A Dream of Red Mansions chants red plum blossoms (scarlet letter). Cao Xueqin smiles at the east wind before the cold. The soul flies to Yuling, the spring scenery is difficult to distinguish, and Luo Fu's dream is unclear.
The green calyx adds makeup to the torch, and the fairy helps the drunken cross the rainbow. It looks like an ordinary color, and the shade comes from his ice and snow.
"A Dream of Red Mansions" chants red plum blossoms (plum words). Cao Xueqin and Bai Mei were lazy to give red berries, and greeted them with drunkenness first. The frozen face is covered with blood, and the sour heart turns to dust without hatred.
Swallow Dan medicine by mistake, remove real bones, and steal Yaochi to take off old tires. It is said that bees and butterflies are full of doubts.
At the beginning of the Yuan Dynasty, plum trees were tall and reflected Chu Tianbi. The north wind is floating in Ye Xiang, and the frost is white.
I want to fold it and send it thousands of miles away, but there is no way to answer the question. Seeing that the cold winter is about to wither, what can be used to comfort the thoughts of distant friends?
1 1 Go to Fufeng in the middle of the month to see plum blossoms, Li Shangyin, graceful and untimely. Chang 'e is accompanied by moonlight, looking indifferent; Blue jade girl is colder than frost.
Empty hands full of plum blossoms, but I don't know where to send them; And plum blossom's sad parting happened to meet me, heartbroken. Who is the morning show for? Don't wait for guests to drink tea on a cold night in Du Lei. Bamboo stove soup is red from the beginning.
As usual, it's different when there are plum blossoms in the previous month. After the snow, plum blossoms are in full bloom. Under the lights, the city is full of peaches and plums looking at Dong Jun, and wintersweet is not in spring.
A few windows are quiet, and the garden is fresh and refreshing. Don and Xiaomei are in the garden on the mountain and stagger down to the small garden.
"Mottled shadows hang obliquely on the clear shallow water, and their fragrance spreads peacefully in the moonlight dusk." Cold birds want to fly, first glimpse plum blossoms; Butterflies will be enchanting if they know the beauty of plum blossoms.
Fortunately, there are micro songs to compare, and you don't need to be good at the golden urn. Mei Chu, thank you for welcoming the Spring, so I get up early and I am not afraid of the cold.
Afraid of falling behind the crowd.
Looking up, I found that it was moonlight, and when I sank back again, I suddenly thought of home.
A person in a foreign land, a stranger, misses his loved ones twice on holidays.
How bright the moonlight is at home! They are relatives of their hometown.
You whites from my old country, tell me what happened there! .
I am on a high mountain, looking at my hometown. Hometown is intangible and can never be forgotten.
Guazhou is at the mouth of Beijing, separated by several mountains. At this time, it has arrived in Du. When will the bright moon shine on me?
Young people leave home, old people return, and the local accent has not changed.
Outside the ridge, the sound 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.
I can finally send my emissary, belonging to the Luoyang side of Yan Zhi.
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.
It has been ten frost 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.
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4. Modern homesick poems: five poems by Tang Kong Shaoan.
"Fallen Leaves" started the leaves in early autumn and fell like a guest. If you don't want to go down, you will still remember the forest.
Tangsong wenzhi
The article entitled "Dayuling Beiyou" said that the geese flying south turned back here this month. I wonder, will my own trip to the south be turned back? ?
The tide receded, the river rippled quietly, the forest was dark and malaria was scattered. But tomorrow morning, over this mountain, you should meet Ling Toumei.
Tang Wangwei's Mountain Holiday Missing Shandong Brothers
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.
Tang Libai
Silent night thinking, so bright light at the foot of my bed, may there be frost already? . I looked up at the moon and looked down, feeling nostalgic.
Tang Libai
The bright moon in Guan Shanyue rises from the mountain of heaven, in the infinite haze of the sea of clouds. The mighty wind blew Wan Li and crossed Yumen Pass.
At that time, Han soldiers pointed at the mountain road, and Tubo coveted the vast territory of Qinghai. This is a land of wars in past dynasties, and few soldiers can survive.
The garrison soldier looked at the remote border town, and his hometown could not help but look sad. The soldier's wife looked at the tower and lamented when she would see her relatives far away.
Tang Gao Shi's Night Walk
The cold light in the hotel stayed alone and didn't sleep, and the guest turned sad. My hometown is a thousand miles away tonight, and first frost will be next year.
Don duff
Fortunately, fireflies dare to fly near the sun because of rotten grass. You can order guest clothes when you are not near the book.
The curtain was blown small by the wind, and Dai Yu looked at Lin Wei. The frost is heavy in October, and it drifts irregularly.
Don duff
On the moonlit night, I remember my brothers guarding drums and breaking pedestrians, and the wild geese calling in the early 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. However, if a peacetime letter goes wrong, there is no truce.
Tang Dai Shulun's "Governing Sichuan Landscape"
Mao Ting in Matsushita is cool in May, and the Tingshayun tree is pale in the evening. On the road, endless homesickness rises, and green mountains and green waters seem to be their hometown.
Don Yili's "Sailing"
Liu Hua flew into the boat and lay down to attract Ling Hua to believe Biliu. It is said that the scenery is all over the Yangtze River and the weather is fine.
On Tang's "Watching the Elephant Wall Cry at Night"
The sand in front of Lefeng is as white as snow, and the moonlight outside the city is like autumn frost. I don't know where the bleak reed flute blows and I look at my hometown all night.
Qiu Si by Tang Zhangji
The annual autumn wind blows to Luoyang city, and my wandering son doesn't know how his relatives in his hometown are; Writing a letter to peace has too much to say and I don't know where to start. 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.
Wang Song Anshi is boating in Guazhou.
Guazhou in Jingkou is separated by several mountains. Jiang Nanan spring breeze is green, when will the bright moon shine on me?
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Tang Libai
The foot of my bed is shining so brightly,
Is there frost already? .
Looking up, I found it was moonlight.
I sank again and suddenly remembered home.
cloudy and drizzly for days on end
Tang Bai Juyi
It's foggy in Kesash, and the mountains and rivers are deep here.
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.
Kezhong cold food
Tang Lizhong
Cold food after a trip, homesickness and tears.
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.
River bank in autumn
Don Du Xunhe
Driving along the river, homesick 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.
Send friends to the river in the south.
Don Zhang Qiao
Where homesickness accumulates, there is world 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.
Homesick work
Tang buxie
People in northern Luzhou are definitely lost, but the letter from Yunnan has never been answered.
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.
Nostalgia in winter
Tangzhouhe
The wilderness began to be strict and the sky was clear and cloudless.
Trees are cold and birds are rare, and monks are rare in the mountains.
Collect the snow from 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 Town in Wang Qiu
Tang rongyu
The ruins of the old country are there, so I want to travel to the old place when I board the ship.
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.
Work at night
Don
The cold light in the hotel stayed alone and didn't sleep, and the guest turned sad.
Tonight, my hometown is full of thoughts, and the Ming Dynasty is worried for another year.
Gu Xiang xing Hua
Donskontu
Send flowers and wine to celebrate the new opening, with flowers on the left and cups on the right.
Ask a cuttlefish and a glass of wine. How can an old friend be different?
Homesickness outside the river
Tangweizhuang
I am always outside. Every spring, I am alone in the country, sitting under a tree and drinking. The trees on the tree should also know my homesickness.
Seeing the setting sun on the river bank, it seems that my heart has been torn into pieces of willow leaves.
Look into the distance
Don
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.
He Sanxiang's poems
Tanggaoqu
North and South Qian Shan, Wanshan, Che Xuan who don't want home.
Being alone will make you sad, for fear of hurting peaches and plums.
homesickness
Don
Mount Emei is like oil in water, but the heart is not tied to a boat.
Sail out of Gimpo, singing.
More than 6.5 sentences, the poem about homesickness is 1. I think about it today, it's raining -> 2. Mourning can make you cry, but looking far away can make you return to China-Folk Songs of Han Yuefu > 3. Humayi North Wind, Crossing the South Branch of Bird's Nest-Nineteen Ancient Poems of Han Dynasty > 4. But how much affection does an inch of grass have-Don Meng Jiao > 5. Now, approaching my village and meeting people, I dare not ask a question-Tang Song Wen Zhi > 6. You people from my old country, tell me what happened there! When you passed my window, was the plum blossom Han Mei's flower? -Tang Wang Wei > 7. The foot of my bed is shining with such bright light. Is it frosty already? Looking up, I found it was moonlight, sinking again, and I suddenly remembered home. Where is your hometown? Unless you are drunk, forget it-photo by Song Liqing > 9. I miss my relatives more during the festive season-Tang Wangwei > 10. I don't know who will fall at the moon tonight-Tang Wangjian > 1 1. Everyone is getting unfamiliar with the local accent, but they hate the warbler sound like Laoshan-Downs Kontu > 12. Only the lake is reflected in front of the door, and the spring breeze does not change the old waves-Tang He Zhang Zhi > 13. Teenagers leave home, old people return, and the local accent remains the same. -Tang He Zhang Zhi > 14. He knows that the dew will be frost tonight, and how bright the moonlight is at home! -Tang Du Fu >; 15. Sadness is more than sadness. Parting-Warring States. Chu. Qu Yuan > 16. The day of parting is far away, but the day of clothing is slow-Han. > 17. After the wild goose falls, the flowers bloom before the moon falls-Sui Xue Daoheng > 18. Stay away from hatred like grass in spring. You can go further and live-Li Yu in Southern Tang Dynasty > 19. If you keep cutting, the reason is still chaotic, which means leaving sadness. Especially the general taste is in your heart-Li Yu > 20. It's easier to see when you're away. The water is gone in spring. It's heaven and earth-Li Yu.
7. Accumulate poems about homesickness, at least 15 sentences, 1, "night work"
Tanggaoshi
The cold light of the hotel stays awake alone, why does the guest's heart become sad?
My hometown is thinking thousands of miles tonight, and it is another year of the Ming Dynasty.
2. "Tianjin Sha Qiu Si"
Ma Yuan Zhiyuan
Dead vines, old trees, faint crows, small bridges, flowing water,
The ancient road and the west wind are thin.
When the sun sets, heartbroken people are at the end of the world.
3. Nanpu Bie
Tang Bai Juyi
In the bleak drudgery of Nanpu, the autumn wind is bleak.
Turn back immediately, my heart is broken, so I can leave and don't look back.
4. "Cut plums"
Song liqing Zhao
Red lotus root fragrance, jade lingering in autumn, Luo Shang light solution.
Alone in the blue boat.
Who sent the brocade book?
The word goose returns, and the moon is full of the west building.
Flowers bloom and fall, flowing water gurgles,
One kind of lovesickness, two places of leisure.
I can't eliminate this situation,
Only under the eyebrows, but in my heart.
5. Untitled Part IV
Tang Li Shangyin
The curtains were drawn deeply, and I was in Mochow's house. Sleeping alone makes the night even longer.
The Wushan goddess of Chu was originally a dream; Qingxi is the residence of my sister-in-law, and there is no lang here.
Storms make nut horns ecstasy, and the moon dew sweetens cinnamon leaves?
Although fully aware of lovesickness, there is no good health; I am infatuated with it to the end and fall in love for life.
6. "Operator"
Song Li Zhiyi
I live at the head of the Yangtze River and you live at the end of the Yangtze River.
I miss you every day, but I can't see you, so I drink Yangtze River water.
When will the water stop? When did this hatred ever happen?
I only hope that your heart is the same as mine, and you will not live up to this mutual yearning.
7. quatrains
Don du fu
The water waves in the river, the white feathers of waterfowl, the green and red flowers on the mountain are in contrast, and you want to burn.
This spring is coming to an end. When will I go home?
8. Qiu Si
Tang zhangji
The annual autumn wind blows to Luoyang city, and my wandering son doesn't know how his relatives in his hometown are; Writing a letter to peace has too much to say and I don't know where to start.
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.
9. "Runzhou Listening to Twilight"
Tanglishe
Jiangcheng blew the horn and the water was boundless, and the song caused complaints.
Startled up at dusk, the geese on the sand, Haimen oblique two or three lines.
10, Qiu Jiang
Song daoqian
The red leaves and maple trees drop wine flags, and the sunset in Baishazhou is hazy.
After a few soft voices, people in Jiangcun went home at night.
Yulinling 1 1
Song Liu Yong
The cicadas in autumn are so sad and urgent, facing the pavilion, it is in the evening and a sudden rain has just stopped.
All the accounts are in no mood, and the blue boat is ruined where I miss them.
Holding hands and looking at each other, tears swirled in my eyes until there were no words at last, and a thousand words stuck in my throat and I couldn't say it.
I miss thousands of miles of smoke and waves and sink into the sky at dusk.
Since ancient times, feelings of sadness and parting are even more worthy of being left out in the cold.
Where did you wake up tonight? Yang Liuan and Xiaofeng are dying.
This is a long time, people who love each other are not together, and I even expect to be satisfied with the good weather and scenery in name only.
Customs are strange, who to talk to.
Yellow crane tower 12
Don Cui Hao
The fairy of the past has flown away by the yellow crane, leaving only an empty Yellow Crane Tower.
The yellow crane never revisited earth, there have been no long white clouds for thousands of years.
Every tree in Hanyang has become clear due to sunlight, and Nautilus Island is covered with sweet grass.
But I looked home, the twilight was boundless, and the waves of the river were filled with sad mist!
13, Quiet Night Thinking
Tang Libai
The foot of my bed is shining so brightly. Is there frost already?
I looked up at the moon and looked down, feeling nostalgic.
14, remembering brothers on a moonlit night
Don du fu
A vagrant heard the drums heralding the battle, which was the first call of a wild goose on the border 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.
It is inevitable to send books. What can you expect in the war? .
15, boarding in Guazhou
Wang Song Anshi
Jingkou and Guazhou are just separated by a water, and Zhongshan has only a few heavy green mountains.
Jiang Nanan spring breeze is green, when will the bright moon shine on me?