Wang Wei thought of my brothers in Shandong when he was on holiday in the mountains.
A lonely stranger in a strange land I am cast, I miss my family all the more on every festive day.
I know from a distance where my brother climbed, and there is one person missing from the dogwood.
He Zhangzhi returned to his hometown to write a book.
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.
Song Wenzhi's Crossing the Han River
Outside the ridge, the sound is broken, winter returns to winter and spring returns to spring.
Now, near my village and meeting people, I dare not ask a question.
Li Bai's "Smelling the flute in Los Angeles on a Spring Night"
Yu Di's sound of flying in the dark filled Los Angeles with spring breeze.
No one will miss the national conditions when he hears the willow branches in this serenade.
Liu Zao swam to the second place.
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 Bing is my hometown.
Yellow Crane Tower in Cui Hao
A long time ago, the place where the Yellow Crane carried the saints to heaven is now only the Yellow Crane Tower.
Yellow cranes no longer come, and white clouds no longer fly.
Every tree in Hanyang becomes clear in the water, and Parrot Island is a nest of herbs.
But I looked home, the twilight was getting thicker, and the river waves were filled with sad mist.
(Anonymous)
Moon how bright, shine on my bed.
Too worried to sleep, wandering around in clothes.
Although the guests are happy, it is better to turn back early.
Who should a person complain about the trouble of running away from home?
Led him back to his room, his clothes were covered with tears.
There is also a modern poem that is also very good.
Homesickness Yu Guangzhong (Taiwan Province Province)
In childhood
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
I hope I can help you O(∩_∩)O~