Poems about missing one’s hometown
1. When a young boy leaves home and his elder comes back, his local pronunciation remains unchanged and his hair on his temples fades away. ——Tang Dynasty He Zhizhang's "Book of Returning to Hometown"
2. The candle bids farewell with intention and sheds tears for others until dawn. ——Du Mu's "Farewell" of the Tang Dynasty
3. The country is broken by mountains and rivers, and the city has deep vegetation in spring. The flowers gradually shed tears when I feel grateful, and I hate the other birds and are frightened. --Du Fu
4. Only the water of the mirror lake in front of the door, the spring breeze does not change the old waves. ------Tang. He Zhizhang < 5 , The night rain sent to the north (Tang Dynasty) Li Shangyin asked about the return date but he had not yet arrived. The night rain in Bashan swelled the autumn pond. How can I cut off the candles from the west window and talk about the rainy night in Bashan? 6. Candles are willing to say goodbye, and weep for others until dawn------Du Mu of the Tang Dynasty < 7. Hu Ma follows the north wind and crosses the bird's nest Nazhi. ——Nineteen ancient poems of the Han Dynasty, "Travel Again, Travel Again" 8. Traveling to Shuofang Liu Zao It has been ten years since the guest house was in the same state. When I return home, I remember Xianyang day and night. I crossed the Sanggan River for no reason, but I thought Bingzhou was my hometown. Nine, forty million people burst into tears, wondering where is China. ——Tan Sitong 10. Reminiscing about his brother-in-law on a moonlit night Du Fu The garrison drum breaks the line of people, and there is a sound of wild geese in the autumn. The dew is white tonight, and the moon is bright in my hometown. All my brothers are scattered, and I have no family to ask about life and death. The letter sent was not delivered, but the troops were not suspended. 11. Homesickness (Tang Dynasty) Bu Xie There are no travelers in 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? If you sit for a long time and sell silver candles, you will lose your beauty if you are more worried. The moon hangs in my heart on an autumn night, and it shines upon the mountains thousands of miles away. 12. Suddenly I heard an ancient song and felt like thinking about it. ——Du Shenyan 13. Peach plums, spring breeze, a glass of wine, rainy night in the rivers and lakes, ten years of light. ——Song Dynasty Huang Tingjian's "Send to Huang Jifu" 14. Who can say that the heart of an inch of grass will be rewarded with three spring glows. ------Meng Jiao of Tang Dynasty < 15. Farewell to Nanpu (Tang Dynasty) Bai Juyi Farewell to Nanpu is desolate, the west wind curls up in autumn. I feel heartbroken when I see it, so go and don’t look back. 16. When people return home after the wild geese, their thoughts are in front of the flowers. ——Xue Daoheng of the Sui Dynasty, "Everyone Thinks of Returning Home" Seventeen. When you come from your hometown, you should know about it. In front of the beautiful window, the winter plum blossoms will not bloom yet? ------Tang. Wang Wei's < 18. The shame of Jingkang has not yet been resolved; the hatred of the ministers, when will it be destroyed? The ambition is to eat the meat of Huns when they are hungry, and to drink the blood of Huns when they are thirsty. Waiting to start over, clean up the old mountains and rivers, and face the sky. ——Yue Fei Nineteen. Whoever speaks from the heart will reap three rays of spring. ——Tang Mengjiao's "Wandering Son's Song" 20. The Autumn Wind Induces - Liu Yuxi Where does the autumn wind come? It sends off the wild geese. When the morning comes to enter the garden tree, the solitary guest is the first to smell it. Twenty-one, Hu Ma follows the north wind and crosses the bird's nest to the south branch ------Nineteen ancient poems of Han Dynasty < Twenty-two. Who would have expected that in this life, my heart would be in Tianshan and my body would be in Cangzhou! ——Lu You Twenty-three or forty million people burst into tears, wondering where the world is from China. -Tan Sitong Watching the Moon on the Night of the 24th and 15th, Wang Jian. Crows roost on the white trees in the courtyard, and the cold dew wets the sweet-scented osmanthus silently. Tonight, when the moon is bright and everyone looks around, I don’t know who is missing my autumn thoughts. Twenty-five, New Year's Works (Tang Dynasty) Liu Changqing The hometown is full of enthusiasm for the new year, and the sky is alone with tears. 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 dusk, and the rivers and willows are in the wind and smoke. Already like Changsha Fu, a few more years from now. Twenty-six, I gradually feel that the local accent is different when I meet people, but I hate that the orioles sound like the old mountains. ——Sikong Tu of the Tang Dynasty, "Five Poems in Manshu" Twenty-seven, a cup of wine in the spring breeze with peaches and plums, and ten years of light in the rainy night in the rivers and lakes.------Huang Tingjian, Song Dynasty< Twenty-eight, the garrison looked at the side with a sad look on its face when thinking about returning home. --Li Bai