A poem about people who are still at home after leaving their hearts.

You come from my old country. Tell me what happened there! . When you pass by my window, are plum blossoms blooming? -Wang Wei's Miscellaneous Poems

... night gives way to the ocean of the sun, and the old year melts in freshness. I can finally send my messenger, the wild goose, back to Luoyang. -Wang Wan's berth at the foot of Beibao Mountain.

I looked up at the moon and looked down, feeling nostalgic. -Li Bai's Thoughts on a Quiet Night

Two beautiful springs, on the same day; At this time, family members miss their relatives outside, and people outside miss their families. -Bai Juyi's "Looking at the Station"

I don't know who Qiu Si will meet tonight. -Wang Jian's "Looking at the Moon at Fifteen Nights"

My home is far away in Qingshan, and the white clouds are deep elsewhere. -Chen Ziliang's "Saibei Spring Return"

A glass of turbid wine is Wan Li's home, but Ran Yan hasn't come home yet. -Fan Zhongyan's The Pride of the Fisherman