There are ancient poems, folk songs and modern poems about homesickness (it is best to enjoy them)

Vacation in the mountains reminds me of my brothers in Shandong.

Wang Wei

I am a lonely stranger in a strange land, and I miss my family more often during the holidays.

I know from a distance where my brother climbed, and there is one person missing from the dogwood.

Thoughts in the dead of night

li po

Moonlight before bed,

People suspect that there is frost on the ground.

Looking up at the moon,

Keep your head down and think about your hometown.

Endless desire

Author: Nalan Xingde

A ride on the mountain, a ride on the water, and a trip to Guan Yu, with thousands of lights 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.

Du Fu's Remembering Brothers on a Moonlit Night

The drums of the defenders cut off people's communication, and a lonely goose was singing in autumn in the frontier.

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.

Tianjin Sha Qiu Si

Old vines are faint crows, small bridges are flowing, and old roads are thin horses. When the sun sets, heartbroken people are at the end of the world.

People miss home every day.

Xue Daoheng

Spring is only seven days away,

I have been away from home for two years.

When people return to the geese,

Think before and after.

Watching the moon on fifteen nights

Wang Jian

Bai Shu cheered in the atrium,

Coody Leng silent wet osmanthus.

Tonight, the moon is full of hope,

I wonder who Qiu Si belongs to.

Melancholy Qiu Si

Ji Zhang

Look at the autumn wind in Luoyang,

The writer's book is full of meaning.

I can't talk about it in a hurry

Pedestrians came and opened again.

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Autumn wind songs

-Liu Yuxi

Where is the autumn wind?

Xiao Xiao sent the goose.

Chao lai ru Shu ting,

Lonely guests smell first.

The mother used the needle and thread in her hand to make clothes for her long-distance son. Before leaving, I had a stitch for fear that my son would come back late and his clothes would be damaged. Grass can't repay the kindness of warm sun.