Poems about loving hometown

1. Poems about loving hometown

Poems about homesickness: "Thoughts on a Quiet Night" (Tang Dynasty) Li Bai The moonlight shines brightly in front of the bed, but it is suspected to be frost on the ground.

Raise your head to look at the bright moon, lower your head to think of your hometown. "Night Rain Sends to the North" (Tang Dynasty) Li Shangyin You asked about the return date but the date has not yet been determined. The night rain in Bashan swelled the autumn pond.

Why should I cut off the candles from the west window and talk about the rainy night in Bashan? "Looking at the Post Station" (Tang Dynasty) Bai Juyi. In the Jing'an house, there are willows in the window, and the flowers on the ground are fluttering in front of the Post Tower.

The spring scenery in the two places ends at the same day, and the residents miss their guests and their homes. "Farewell to Nanpu" (Tang Dynasty) Bai Juyi Farewell to Nanpu is desolate, the west wind curls up in autumn.

When you see it, your heart breaks, so don’t look back. "Handan Homesickness at Winter Solstice" (Tang Dynasty) Bai Juyi Handan Station is thinking about the winter solstice, with shadows in front of the lamps hugging one's knees.

If you want to sit at home late at night, you should also talk about people traveling far away. "Boat Mooring on Guazhou" (Northern Song Dynasty) Wang Anshi Between Jingkou Guazhou and the water, Zhongshan is only separated by several mountains.

The spring breeze is green again on the south bank of the river. When will the bright moon shine on me again? "Farewell at the Jingmen Gate" (Tang Dynasty) Li Bai Crossed the Jingmen Gate to travel from the Kingdom of Chu. The mountains end with the plains, and the river flows into the wilderness.

Under the moonlight, there is a flying mirror, and the clouds are forming sea towers. Still feeling pity for the water in my hometown, I send my boat sailing thousands of miles away.

"New Year's Works" (Tang Dynasty) Liu Changqing The hometown is full of enthusiasm for the new year, and the sky is alone. When you grow old, you live among others, and when you return in spring, your guests come first.

The mountains and apes are in the same day and evening, and the rivers and willows are surrounded by wind and smoke. Already like Changsha Fu, a few more years from now.

"Autumn Thoughts" (Tang Dynasty) Zhang Ji The autumn wind is seen in Luoyang City, and the writer is full of ideas. I'm afraid that I can't tell you all in a hurry, and the travelers are about to open the gate again.

"Longing for Love" (Qing Dynasty) Nalan Xingde One step away from the mountains, one step away from the water, walking towards the bank of Yuguan, thousands of tents with lights in the dark night. The wind is blowing, the snow is blowing, my hometown dreams are shattered, and there is no such sound in my hometown.

"The Great Night Work" (Tang Dynasty) Gao Shi The hotel is sleepless under the cold light, why does the guest feel so sad? Tonight I miss my hometown thousands of miles away, and I will see another year of frost on my temples tomorrow. "Miscellaneous Poems" (Tang Dynasty) Wang Wei You come from your hometown, you should know the things in your hometown.

Leaning in front of the window tomorrow, have the winter plum blossoms bloomed yet? "Remembering Brothers from Shandong on September 9th" (Tang Dynasty) Wang Wei I am a stranger in a foreign land, but I miss my family even more during the festive season. I know from afar that when my brothers climbed to a high place, there was only one less person planting dogwood trees.

"Yin Yu" by Bai Juyi of the Tang Dynasty The mist is heavy today, and the mountains and rivers are deep here. The sound of the beach is more urgent in autumn, and the air in the gorge is more cloudy at dawn.

Looking at the tower, the clouds cover my eyes, and my heart is homesick with raindrops. How can we comfort Youdu? I rely on this North Window Qin.

"Cold Food While Traveling" by Li Zhong of the Tang Dynasty. Cold food during the trip makes me cry for homesickness. The music and books are broken outside the sky, and the peach and plum rain is in the spring.

There is no reason for wanting to drink, but there seems to be a reason for chanting. There are so many people outing outside his suburbs.

"Autumn Thoughts on the Bank of the River" by Xunhe, Du Tang Dynasty Driving horses along the river, homesickness arises every step of the way. Raise the whip to wave the willow color, and lose the sound of cicadas.

Autumn crops are bounded by long roads, and cold clouds surround the ancient city. When the family is poor and prosperous, they have no land to farm.

"Sending Friends to the South on the River" by Zhang Qiao of the Tang Dynasty Where homesickness accumulates, chaos gathers at the end of the world. The shore is long and the people are singing late, and the lake is wide and the sails are sailing in autumn.

Buy wine and pass the fishing house, divide the lamp and fishing boat. When you see wild geese in Xiaoxiang, you should think about traveling alone.

"Tian Jing Sha · Autumn Thoughts" [Yuan]· Ma Zhiyuan The old trees withered vines and the crows, the small bridges and flowing water and the houses, the west wind and the thin horses on the ancient roads. Sunset, heartbroken people in the horizon.

Buy wine and pass the fishing house, divide the lamp and fishing boat. When you see wild geese in Xiaoxiang, you should think about traveling alone.

"Homesickness" by Tang Buxie No one travels to Lubei, but the letter from Yunnan has not been returned. If you don’t sweep away the flowers in front of the court, who will climb the willows outside the door?

Sitting for a long time will sell off silver candles, and the more worries will reduce the beauty. The moon hangs in my heart on an autumn night, and it shines upon the mountains thousands of miles away.

"Homesickness Beyond the River" Weizhuang, Tang Dynasty Every year in spring, the sadness of a foreign land can be known, such as Du Qu or Huang Ying. Even more so when the sun sets on the bank of the river, and there are traces of heartbroken smoke and willows.

"At the foot of Cibeigu Mountain" Yuanwang Bay Passengers pass outside the green mountains and go boating in front of the green water. The tide is flat, the banks are wide, the wind is blowing and the sail is hanging.

Hai Ri is born and the night is over, and Jiang Chun is entering the old year. Where can I find the hometown book? It's near Yanluoyang. 2. Ancient poems about loving hometown

1. Look up at the bright moon and lower your head to miss your hometown.

--Tang Dynasty Li Bai's "Quiet Night Thoughts" 2. Why should the emperor cut the candles from the west window and talk about the rainy night in Bashan? -- Li Shangyin of the Tang Dynasty, "The Night Rain Sends to the North" 3. The spring scenery in the two places ends on the same day, and the residents miss their guests and their homes.

-- Bai Juyi's "Looking at the Post Station" of the Tang Dynasty 4. When you look at it, your heart will break. If you are ready to go, don't look back. - "Farewell to Nanpu" by Bai Juyi in the Tang Dynasty 5. If you want to sit at home late at night, you should talk about people who are traveling far away.

-- Bai Juyi of the Tang Dynasty, "Handan Winter Solstice Homesickness" 6. The spring breeze turns green again on the south bank of the river, when will the bright moon shine back on me? --Northern Song Dynasty Wang Anshi's "Boating at Guazhou" 7. Still pity the water of my hometown, seeing off the boat thousands of miles away.

-- "Farewell at Crossing Jingmen" by Li Bai of the Tang Dynasty 8. I can't tell you the story of my recovery in a hurry, and the traveler has to open it again before leaving.

-- "Autumn Thoughts" by Zhang Ji of the Tang Dynasty 9. How can we comfort loneliness? I rely on this North Window Qin. - Bai Juyi's "Yin Yu" in the Tang Dynasty 10. The wind and the snow have broken the hearts of the people, and the dream cannot come true, and there is no such sound in the hometown.

--"Sauvignon Blanc" by Nalan Xingde in the Qing Dynasty. 3. Poems about loving hometown

Poems about homesickness: "Thoughts on a Quiet Night" (Tang Dynasty) Li Bai The moonlight shines brightly in front of the bed, it seems like frost on the ground.

Raise your head to look at the bright moon, lower your head to think of your hometown. "Night Rain Sends to the North" (Tang Dynasty) Li Shangyin You asked about the return date but it was not yet scheduled. The night rain in Bashan swelled the autumn pond.

When you see it, your heart breaks, so don’t look back. "Handan is homesick at the winter solstice" (Tang Dynasty) Bai Juyi. Handan Station is thinking about the winter solstice, and the shadows in front of the lamps are accompanied by hugging knees.

If you want to sit at home late at night, you should also talk about people traveling far away. "Boat Mooring on Guazhou" (Northern Song Dynasty) Wang Anshi Between Jingkou and Guazhou, there are only a few mountains between Zhongshan and Guazhou.

Under the moonlight, there is a flying mirror, and the clouds are forming sea towers. Still feeling pity for the water in my hometown, I send my boat sailing thousands of miles away.

"New Year's Works" (Tang Dynasty) Liu Changqing The hometown is full of enthusiasm for the new year, and the sky is alone with water. When you grow old, you live among others, and when you return in spring, your guests come first.

The mountains and apes are in the same day and evening, and the rivers and willows are surrounded by wind and smoke. Already like Changsha Fu, a few more years from now.

"Longing for Love" (Qing Dynasty) Nalan Xingde A journey to the mountains, a journey to the water, walking towards the bank of Yuguan, thousands of tents with lights in the night. The wind is blowing, the snow is blowing, my hometown dreams are shattered, and there is no such sound in my hometown.

Looking at the tower, the clouds cover my eyes, and my heart is homesick with raindrops. How can we comfort Youdu? I rely on this North Window Qin.

There is no reason for wanting to drink, but there seems to be a reason for chanting. There are so many people outing outside his suburbs.

Autumn crops are bounded by long roads, and cold clouds surround the ancient city. When the family is poor and prosperous, they have no land to farm.

Buy wine and pass the fishing house, divide the lamp and fishing boat. When you see wild geese in Xiaoxiang, you should think about traveling alone.

"Tian Jing Sha · Autumn Thoughts" [Yuan Dynasty]· Ma Zhiyuan Withered vines and old trees, dim crows, small bridges and flowing water, people's homes, west wind and thin horses on the ancient road. Sunset, heartbroken people in the horizon.

Buy wine and pass the fishing house, divide the lamp and fishing boat. When you see wild geese in Xiaoxiang, you should think about traveling alone.

Sitting for a long time will sell off silver candles, and the more sorrow will reduce the beauty. The moon hangs in my heart on an autumn night, and it shines upon the mountains thousands of miles away.

"Homesickness Beyond the River" by Weizhuang of the Tang Dynasty Every spring in a foreign land is sad, and Du Qu and Oriole can know it. Even more so when the sun sets on the bank of the river, and there are traces of heartbroken smoke and willows.

Hai Ri is born and the night is over, and Jiang Chun is entering the old year. Where can I find the hometown book? It's near Yanluoyang. 4. Ancient poems about praising hometown and loving hometown

1 "Wind" Li Qiao (Tang Dynasty)

Three autumn leaves fall, and February flowers bloom.

Thousands of feet of waves across the river, thousands of poles leaning into the bamboo

2 "Climbing the Stork Tower" Wang Zhihuan (Tang Dynasty)

The white sun covers the mountains, the Yellow River Into the sea current.

If you want to see a thousand miles away, take it to the next level.

3 "Spring Dawn" Meng Haoran (Tang Dynasty)

When I sleep in spring, I don't realize the dawn, and I hear the singing of birds everywhere.

The sound of wind and rain at night makes you know how many flowers have fallen.

4 No one can be seen in the empty mountain, but the sound of people's voices can be heard.

Returning to the scene (yǐng) into the deep forest, the light shines on the moss again.

5 "Quiet Night Thoughts" Li Bai (Tang Dynasty)

The moonlight is bright in front of the bed, which is suspected to be frost on the ground.

Look up at the bright moon and lower your head to think about your hometown.

6 "Quatrains" (Part 1)

Du Fu Chi Rijiang and mountains are beautiful, and the spring breeze is fragrant with flowers and grass.

The swallows fly when the mud melts, and the mandarin ducks sleep in the warm sand.

7 "Snow on the River" Liu Zongyuan (Tang Dynasty)

Birds in thousands of mountains have disappeared, and all traces of people have disappeared.

A man in a boat with a coir raincoat fishing alone in the snow in the cold river.

8 The little boy used a small boat to steal white lotus leaves.

If you don’t hide the traces, the duckweeds will bloom together.

9 "Compassion for the Farmers" (Part 1) Li Shen (Tang Dynasty)

Plant a grain of millet in spring and harvest ten thousand grains in autumn.

There is no idle land in the world , the farmer is still starving to death!

10 "Compassion for the Farmers" (Part 2) Li Shen (Tang Dynasty)

It was noon on the day of hoeing, and sweat dripped from the soil.

Who knows that every meal on the plate is hard work.

11 "Those who seek hermitage are not found" Jia Dao (Tang Dynasty)

Matsushita asked the boy, saying that the teacher was going to collect medicine.

Only in this mountain, I don’t know where the clouds are.

12 "Le Youyuan" Li Shangyin (Tang Dynasty)

Xiang Wan felt unwell and drove to Guyuan.

The sunset is infinitely better, but it’s almost dusk.

13 People come and go on the river, but they love the beauty of sea bass.

You see a boat floating in and out of the storm.

14 "Summer Quatrains" Li Qingzhao (Song Dynasty)

Live as a hero, and die as a ghost.

I still miss Xiang Yu and refuse to cross Jiangdong.

15 "What I See" Yuan Mei (Qing Dynasty)

A shepherd boy rides an ox, and his singing shakes the forest.

I wanted to catch the chirping cicada, but suddenly I stood silent.

16 The water is all pale green, thousands of feet deep to the bottom. There are fish and rocks swimming around, which are unobstructed even if you look directly at them. (Wu Jun's "Books with Zhu Yuan")

17 Wang Wei: Zhuli Pavilion

Sitting alone in the secluded bamboo, playing the piano and whistling loudly.

People in the deep forest don’t know that the bright moon comes to shine.

18 Wang Wei: Farewell

Let’s see each other off in the mountains, the sunset covers the firewood.

The spring grass will be green next year, will the king and grandson return?

19 Wang Wei: Lovesickness

Red beans grow in the south. How many branches will grow when spring comes?

I hope you will pick more of them, this is the most loved thing.

20 Li Bai: Resentment

The beauty rolled up the bead curtain and sat deep with frowning eyebrows.

But when I see wet tears, I don’t know who I hate?

OK? 5. Poems about loving hometown

Farewell to the elders in Guizhou. Po laughs and hides without freedom, and the glass of wine in the postal booth is filled with wine.

Although he was dismissed from office, he was happy that he was still in good health, but he felt that his administration was not good enough. It is now difficult to hit a horse with a stirrup, but selling a knife has been a long time ago.

The misty mountains and trees on the slanting sun road, the two places have the same autumn. Two Elegiac Poems by Lin Guizhou: The four walls of the house are empty, and the two banners fill Dianzhou.

If you have no money, you will pile up another house, but if there are stones, you will return to the boat. Even if he is not granted the title of Sun Shu, he still acts as the Marquis of Liu Temple.

My inscriptions are all true records, and they are sufficient to build on the previous work. This is ancient poetry, as well as modern poetry. Hometown, a street, an old street.

A pot of wine, a pot of old wine. A photo, an old photo.

There are many people passing by in the street, but many of them look familiar. Look at each of their faces, they are imprinted with the sunlight, the smile, the longing for tomorrow, and the joy of family reunion.

All this is like a pot of wine, which you never get tired of tasting, and the longer it gets older, the more fragrant it becomes. It's like recreating a photo, it seems to be repeated every day, but there are new insights every day.

The autumn wind blows the fallen leaves all over the ground indefinitely. Autumn wind, please don’t let it become hasty. I just want it to represent the light yellow, simplicity and strong fragrance. Because this is my home, my hometown. 6. Poems about loving hometown

Every man has his own responsibility when the world rises and falls

If you pledge yourself to your country, there is nothing you dare to do

I recommend Xuanyuan with my blood. Lu Xun's "Self-Inscribed Portrait"

Is the head willing to grow old in idleness? Is the motherland going to be ashes after the disaster? Infinitely saddened by the hatred of the family and the country, the long song of generosity does not linger.

Qiu Jin "A certain king from Cambodia"

Chang Si worked hard and sacrificed himself for the country's needs, regardless of his own safety.

Sima Qian's "Report to Ren Shaoqing"

Everyone is responsible for the rise and fall of the world.

"History of Pain" by Wu Jianren

A single inch of your heart is dedicated to serving the country.

"Fetching Rice from Jiangbeizhuang" by Lu You

I dare not forget about my country despite my humble position.

Lu You's "Sickness arose from the Book"

Take the affairs of the country as your own responsibility.

Han Yu's "Preface to Sending Xu to Yingzhou"

If you only want to benefit the country's life and death, why should you avoid it because of misfortune and fortune?

Lin Zexu

If the Xiongnu are not destroyed, why should we take care of our family?

Huo Qubing

Since ancient times, no one has died, and his loyalty has been preserved to illuminate the youth of Han Dynasty.

Everyone is responsible for the rise and fall of the world.

The shame of Jingkang has not yet been resolved; the hatred of the ministers, when will it be destroyed?

Zhuangzhi eats the meat of Huns when he is hungry, and drinks the blood of Huns when he is thirsty.

Let’s start from scratch, clean up the old mountains and rivers, and face the sky.

---Yue Fei

I smiled at the sky with my horizontal sword, leaving my liver and gallbladder intact.

---Tan Sitong

Forty million people burst into tears. Where is China in the world?

--Tan Sitong

Who would have expected that in this life, his heart would be in Tianshan and his body would be in Cangzhou!

---Lu You

Does anyone know? Although the temples are broken, the heart is not dead.

---Lu You

The country is broken by mountains and rivers, and the city is full of spring vegetation. The flowers gradually shed tears when I feel grateful, and the birds are frightened by the hatred.

——Du Fu

The merchant girl does not know the hatred of the country's subjugation, but she still sings the flowers in the backyard across the river.

——Du Mu

But the flying generals of Dragon City are here, and Huma is not taught to cross the Yin Mountain.

——Wang Changling

We meet today and tonight, and feel the love of hometown thousands of miles away.

--Du Fu

The garrisonmen looked at each other with a sad look on their faces as they thought about returning home.

--Li Bai

Suddenly I heard the ancient tune of the song, and I felt like thinking about it.

-- Du Shenyan

When Wang Shibei fixed the Central Plains Day, he did not forget to inform Naiweng of the family sacrifices.

--Lu You

The Qiang tubes are covered with frost. When a man is sleepless, the general's hair turns gray and his husband weeps.

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There are many proud men in five thousand years:

Wu is ashamed of the overlord,

Wen is angry with Su Shi.

The flying dragon and the phoenix are waving their giant pens,

Number one in the world!

Suddenly I heard the rapid thunder outside,

Billions of living beings rejoiced together.

To sacrifice life and death for the sake of righteousness:

Life is endless,

The struggle is endless.

How much pride is in the poetry collection?

Creation of heaven and earth! 7. Ancient poems about loving the motherland and loving the hometown

Thoughts on a Quiet Night by Tang Dynasty Li Bai The moonlight shines brightly in front of the bed, but it is suspected to be frost on the ground.

Raise your head to look at the bright moon, lower your head to think of your hometown. Overcast and Rainy Tang Bai Juyi The mist is heavy today, and the mountains and rivers are deep here.

The sound of the beach is more urgent in autumn, and the air in the gorge is more cloudy at dawn. Looking at the tower, clouds cover my eyes, and my heart is homesick with raindrops.

How can we comfort Youdu? I rely on this North Window Qin. Cold Food in Traveling by Tang Lizhong: Cold food during the trip, homesickness and tears of wet wipes.

The music and books are broken outside the sky, and the peach and plum rain is in the spring. There is no reason to want to drink, but there seems to be a reason for chanting.

There are so many people outing outside the countryside. Autumn Thoughts on the Bank of the River by Du Xunhe of the Tang Dynasty Driving horses along the river, homesickness arises every step of the way.

Raise the whip to wave the willow color, and lose the sound of cicadas. Autumn crops are bounded by long roads, and cold clouds surround the ancient city.

When the family is poor and prosperous, they have no land to cultivate. Sending off friends on the river to travel south by Zhang Qiao of the Tang Dynasty Where homesickness accumulates, chaos gathers at the end of the world.

The shore is long and the people are swimming in the evening, and the lake is wide and the sails are sailing in autumn. Buying wine and passing by the fishing house, sharing lamps and fishing boats.

When Xiaoxiang sees wild geese coming, he should think of traveling alone. Homesickness by Tang Buxie No one travels to Lubei, but letters from Yunnan have not yet been returned.

If you don’t sweep away the flowers in front of the court, who will climb the willows outside the door?

If you sit for a long time and sell silver candles, you will lose your beauty if you worry too much.

The moon hangs in my heart on an autumn night, and the mountains are illuminated by thousands of miles. Homesickness in the Mountains in Winter - Congratulations to Zhou Dynasty in the Tang Dynasty The fields began to condense, and the sky became clear at dawn.

The trees are cold and there are few birds, and the mountains are far apart and there are few monks. Close the windows against the sun and close the snow, open the furnace to release the inkstone.

Suddenly returned to his homeland and wanted to live in Xiling. Autumn View of the Old City of Yunmeng by Tang Rongyu The ruins of the old country are here, and I want to visit the ancient city.

Once a person changes, a thousand years will be in vain. Mengzhu's sound is late, and the trees in Jingmen are in autumn color.

The clouds linger, hanging in the distance looking at homesickness. Great Night Works by Tang Gaoshi The hotel is still sleepless under the cold light, and the guests' minds are filled with sadness.

I miss my hometown tonight, and worry about tomorrow for another year. Apricot Blossoms in My Hometown, Tang Sikong Picture. Send flowers and wine to celebrate the new blooms. Hold the flower branches on the left and the cup on the right.

I want to ask, why are old friends different from flowers and glasses of wine? Homesickness outside the Yangtze River Weizhuang Tang Dynasty Every year in spring, I feel sad in a foreign land, and I can know Du Qu and Oriole. Even more so when the sun sets on the bank of the river, and there are traces of heartbroken smoke and willows.

Looking from afar Tang Yuanzhen’s eyes are full of sad winter scenery, with many mangroves on the side of the mountain and the temple. Zhongxuan sheds endless tears of homesickness, and the Zhang River flows eastward with jade waves.

He Sanxiang Poetry, Gaoqu, Tang Dynasty. Thousands of mountains and thousands of mountains in the north and south. Who doesn’t miss his hometown in Xuanche? Only traces of Fanghan's sorrow remain, and the peach and plum blossoms may be hurt on the street.

Homesickness Tang Xuetao The water under Mount Emei is like oil, but my heart is not tied to my boat. When the sails leave Jinpu, the sound of the rafts will sing in unison.

Li Bai Lanling fine wine tulips, jade bowl filled with amber light. But it makes the host drunk, and the guests don't know where they are in a foreign country.

Wang Wei is a stranger in a foreign land, and he misses his family even more during festive seasons. I know from afar that when my brothers climbed to a high place, there was only one less person planting dogwood trees.

Patriotic: Yangtze River Song Dynasty Wen Tianxiang traveled to the North Sea with the wind for several days and returned to the head of the Yangtze River. My heart is like a magnetic needle, and it will not rest until it points to the other side.

Joining the Army Wang Changling of the Tang Dynasty The long clouds in Qinghai darken the snow-capped mountains, and the lonely city looks at Yumen Pass in the distance. Yellow sand can wear golden armor in a hundred battles, and Loulan will never be returned until it is broken.

Leaving the fortress Wang Changling of the Tang Dynasty and the Qin Dynasty passed the Han Dynasty on the bright moon. The people who had marched thousands of miles have not yet returned. But the flying generals of Dragon City are here, and Hu Ma is not taught to cross the Yin Mountain.

Younger Xing Tang·Wang Wei was born as an official in the Han Dynasty, Yu Linlang, and first fought with the hussar in Yuyang. Who knew it would be painful to go to the side court? Even if I die, I can still smell the fragrance of the chivalrous bones.

Wuwei sent Judge Liu to march to Qixi. Tang·Cen There were few people traveling to the mountain in May. Seeing the horses moving as fast as birds, they all guarded the camp in Taibaixi. Hu Tianxiao sounded at the sound of the trumpet. He Zhang Pu shoots the plug under the song Tang Lu The black geese fly high in the moonlight, and the Chanyu escapes at night.

In order to drive Qingqi away, heavy snow covered the bow and knife. Young Man Traveling Tang Dynasty Linghu Chu bowed his back and his Xia Ming sword shone on the frost. The autumn wind moved his horse out of Chengyang. He had not taken over the emperor's river and Huangdi, and he did not intend to look back at his hometown.

Summer Quatrains Song Dynasty Li Qingzhao was born as a hero, and died as a ghost hero. I still miss Xiang Yu and refuse to cross Jiangdong.

Shi Er Lu You of the Song Dynasty After his death, he knew that everything was in vain, but he was not as sad as Jiuzhou. Wang Shibei set the Central Plains Day, and he never forgot to tell Naiwen during family sacrifices.

The River is Full of Red Song Dynasty·Yue Fei is so angry that he rushes to his crown. By the side of the fence, the misty rain stops. Lift our sight, the sky and shouts, grand, vehement.

Thirty years of fame are like dust and dirt, and eight thousand miles of clouds and moon. Don't wait any longer. The young man's head will turn gray, and he will be filled with sorrow.

The shame of Jingkang has not yet been resolved; the hatred of the ministers, when will it be extinguished? Driving a long car, crossing the gap in Helan Mountain. The ambition is to eat the meat of Huns when they are hungry, and to drink the blood of Huns when they are thirsty.

Let’s start from the beginning, clean up the old mountains and rivers, and face the sky. National Memorial Qu Yuan was fighting against Wu Ge and was captured by rhinoceros armor. His chariot was in the wrong position and he was caught in close combat.

The enemy is like clouds when the sun is blocked, and the soldiers are fighting for the lead. Ling Yu formation is still walking, and the left side is wounded by the right blade.

In the haze, two wheels are coming, and four horses are riding, and jade trees are beating to beat the drums. The sky is full of anger, and the powerful spirit is so angry that it kills everyone and abandons the wilderness.

You can't go in and out, you can't go back, and the plains suddenly turn out to be too long. Carrying a long sword and carrying Qin's bow, his head and body are separated and his heart is not punished.

Sincerity is both brave and martial, and ultimately strong and indomitable. Since the body is dead, the spirit has become a spirit, and the soul has become a ghost! I take a long breath to cover my tears, lamenting the hardships of people's lives.

——Qu Yuan's "Li Sao" Sacrificing his life to go to the national disaster, seeing death as a sudden return home. ——Cao Zhi's "White Horse" Even though he is in a humble position, he dares not forget about his country.

——-Lu You's "Sickness arose in the Book of Pregnancy" Wang Shibei fixed the day of the Central Plains, and he never forgot to tell Nai Weng about family sacrifices. ——Lu You's "Shi'er" Since ancient times, no one has died, leaving a loyal heart to illuminate history.

——Wen Tianxiang's "Crossing the Lingding Ocean" If you seek to benefit the country's life and death, how can you avoid it because of misfortunes and blessings? ——Lin Zexu's "Go to the garrison and tell your family at the entrance of the journey". 8. What are the ancient poems that describe love for hometown?

1. The mountains and rivers of the hometown, the eyes of the hometown, are like Wang Can ascending the tower.

From Song Dynasty Zhou Mi's "Yi Calyx Hong·Impressions of Climbing Penglai Pavilion"

The steps are deep and quiet. The clouds are yellow and the sky is light, but the snow has not completely stopped. Jianqu has cold sand and lush tobacco trees, and the views have lasted for eternity. As I grow older and drift further and further away, who misses me and carries me on the boat across the five lakes? The ancient pine trees on the cliffs are slanting, and the moss on the cliffs is old, and the scenery is full of sadness.

Looking back at the end of the world and returning to my dreams, my souls flew to Xipu and shed tears in Dongzhou. The mountains and rivers of my hometown, my heart and mind are still like Wang Can ascending the tower.

The most unworthy of him, Qin Huan makeup mirror, good country, why visit now! In order to call the old prisoner into chanting crazily, he gave a gift to relieve his worries.

Interpretation:

Stepping into the deep and winding path, the clouds are yellow, the sky is pale, and the chill of the remaining snow is still lingering. A clear mirror lake reflects the shallow and cold water, the Orchid Pavilion with dilapidated walls, lush forests and tall bamboos with decaying grass, all enveloped in the softness of the light smoke - looking up and down, the eternity has passed. I am getting too late, and my wandering footsteps are getting farther and farther, and I don’t know where they end. Who can escape from the chaos of the human world with me, like a small boat across the five lakes?

Next to the ancient stone steps, there are slanting withered pine trees hanging upside down, and the shadow of the cliff is covered with moss-mottled old decayed trees. It is a desolate scene that arouses sighs of sadness. Looking back, I was wandering alone in the end of the world, on the small road in my hometown, only in the dream of returning to the soul, my soul flew to Xipu several times and shed tears to Dongzhou. But now that he has returned to his homeland, the longing for his hometown is like the sad feeling of Wang Can ascending the tower.

What is endearing is that Qinwangshan is like a beautiful woman putting on her hair and doing her makeup on Jinghu Lake. The country is so beautiful, but it has been ravaged by others. Why revisit the old place at this time! Oh, summon for me that drunken drunkard by the Mirror Lake, and I will recite poetry and drink with him to relieve my deep worries.

2. The long sky and vast sky are full of hometown feelings.

From "A Night Walk on the Xijiang River" by Zhang Jiuling of the Tang Dynasty

Where are the people in the distant night? I am walking in the clear moonlight. The sky is vast and the feeling of hometown is strong.

The outside world is quiet and undisturbed, and the inner flow is peaceful and clear. I want to return to the forest and the leaves are changing, but I am worried about sitting on the dew of Watson.

There are still Tingzhou cranes, which sing at midnight.

Definition:

What a long night, where is my old friend? Sailing under the blue waves at night under the moon. The world is empty and vast, and the feeling of homesickness is unforgettable. There is no human sadness in the scenery outside, and the clear river water flows freely. Thinking of homesickness, it has been many springs and autumns since I left home. I sat in the silent night embracing my homesickness, letting the cold dew gradually grow and wet my sleeves. At this time, there was also the white crane on the sandbank in the river. At the break between dark night and dawn, it suddenly screamed, which made people secretly startled.

3. The chrysanthemums are blooming and they will shed tears in the future, and the lonely boat is connected to the heart of the hometown.

From Du Fu's "Eight Autumn Poems - Part 1" of the Tang Dynasty

The jade dew withered the maple forest, and the Wushan Gorge was desolate. The waves in the river are surging from the sky, and the wind and clouds are blocking the ground.

The chrysanthemums in bloom will shed tears in the future, and the lonely boat will be linked to the heart of the hometown. Hanyi is urging the knife and ruler everywhere, and Baidi City is high and anxious at dusk.

Definition:

The maple trees gradually withered and became damaged under the erosion of late autumn dew, and Wushan and Wu Gorge were also shrouded in a bleak and gloomy mist. The waves in Wu Gorge were surging into the sky, and the dark clouds in the sky seemed to be pressing down on the ground. The sky and the earth were gloomy. The flowers have been blooming and falling for two years. Looking at the blooming flowers, I can’t help but cry when I think about not being home for two years. The boat is still tied to the shore. Although I can't return eastward, I am drifting away, but my heart is always tied to my hometown.

We are rushing to make clothes to keep out the cold in winter again, and the sound of anvils pounding out cold clothes in Baidi City is loud and clear. It seems that another year has passed, and my longing for my hometown has become more solemn and deeper.

4. Hearing the broken willows in this nocturne, no one can forget the love of his hometown.

From "Wearing the Flute in Luoyang City on a Spring Night" by Li Bai of the Tang Dynasty

The sound of someone's jade flute flies darkly, spreading into the spring breeze all over Luo City.

Hearing the broken willows in this nocturne, no one can forget the love of his hometown.

Interpretation:

Whose exquisite flute secretly emits a melodious flute sound, which floats in the spring breeze and spreads throughout the whole city of Luoyang. Who can not feel nostalgic for his hometown when he hears the song "Breaking Willows" on this night of sojourn?

5. The spring in Luoyang is good, and the talented people in Luoyang are old in a foreign country.

From "The Bodhisattva Barbarian·The Spring Scenery is Good in Luoyang City" by Wei Zhuang of the Tang Dynasty

The spring scene is beautiful in Luoyang City, and the talented people in Luoyang are old in a foreign country. Willow darkened the embankment of King Wei, and at this moment his heart became confused.

Peach Blossoms in Spring Water, Mandarin Ducks Bathing on the Water. I hate Canhui, but I don’t know how to remember you.

Definition:

Spring is warm and flowers are blooming, and everything is renewed. In the city of Luoyang, the spring scenery is bright and beautiful. However, I, a prodigal from the end of the world, can only wander in a different place and die of old age in a foreign land. On the Weiwang Embankment in front of us, there are willows and dense shade. But I felt a dull pain in my heart, full of desolation and endless melancholy. The peach blossoms are bright red, the spring water is green, the smoke cages are on the willow embankment, and the mandarin ducks are bathing in the water.

The way these things come in and out of each other, staying together and relying on each other, reminds me of the sorrow of being separated from others forever. There is no explanation, so I can only dissolve the traces of sadness and hatred condensed from the feeling of longing for each other into the afterglow of the setting sun. People from afar, my distant motherland, do you know that I am missing you? 9. Poems about loving hometown

When I was a child, I always wondered how this winding road could be so long, so that my little self could never reach the end of the road. When I was a child, I always complained about how this closed and crowded town could be so small, so that little me could never see the end of the sky. When I was a child, I wanted to fly. I always felt that my wings were bound by family affection. I always felt that my dreams were sealed in love, and I was always very impatient.

When I grow up, I can only recall the roads and water in my hometown carefully in my dreams. The lights in the city are very bright, but the one that belongs to me is missing. The sky in the city is very vast, but it only lacks the pair of wings that can shield me from the wind and rain. The long road to my hometown, now that I think about it, is like a thread, tying up the wandering heart of a wanderer. The city of my hometown, like a building or a shed, is the eternal spiritual refuge of the wanderer

No matter where you are, what pulls you in my heart is the bright moon of my hometown, just because of this person beside me , where can we tell clearly which one is the real hometown and which one is a foreign land? With him here, the end of the world is also home.

Nostalgia Yu Guangzhong When I was a child, nostalgia was like a small stamp. I was on this side and my mother was on the other side. When I grow up, nostalgia is like a narrow boat ticket. I am on this end and the bride is on the other end. Later, homesickness was like a short grave. I was outside and my mother was inside. But now, homesickness is like a shallow strait, with me on this side and the mainland on the other side. 10. Poems about loving hometown

People think about returning to Sui Dynasty, Xue Daoheng

When people return home after falling geese, their thoughts are in front of flowers

Return to Hometown Part 2 Tang He Zhizhang

I have been away from my hometown for many years, and the recent affairs have been half spent

Only the water in the mirror lake in front of the court, the spring breeze does not reduce the old waves

On a moonlit night, Du Fu< /p>

The garrison drum interrupts the pedestrian movement, and the sound of wild geese is heard. The dew is white tonight, and the moon is bright in my hometown.

My brothers are all scattered, and I have no family to ask about life and death. Sending letters often fails to arrive, but the army has not stopped

Reminiscing about Shandong brothers Wang Wei on September 9th

I am a stranger in a foreign land, and I miss my relatives even more during the festive season.

I know from afar that when my brothers climbed to the heights, there was only one less person planting dogwoods

In the past, I went there, and the willows clung to them; now I come to think about it, and the rain and snow are falling