1. Poems about money and friendship
1 Thinking of my hometown, I miss my hometown inexplicably.
Hometown is an old wine brewed by wanderers from millet. The farther away it is and the longer it is left, the more mellow the wine tastes. When I think of my hometown, I miss my hometown quietly.
Hometown is a delicacy that is full of color, aroma and taste, tempting travelers from far away to taste it. When I think of my hometown, I miss my hometown silently.
Hometown is a fragment of Youzi’s childhood memory. The more Youzi thinks about it, the less he can process the clues, and it becomes increasingly impossible for him to edit out a complete picture. When I think of my hometown, I miss my hometown deep in my heart.
The longer you miss your hometown, the deeper your understanding of your hometown will be, and the greater the impact on your soul. Hometown, how do tourists miss their hometown? Missing my hometown actually means missing my childhood friends, the old house, and the land.
However, what Wanderer misses most is his old parents. My hometown, I miss my hometown, I don’t need a reason to miss my hometown.
Whenever facing the bright moon in the sky, the longing for my hometown comes like a tide, and is as out of control as a flood. Hometown, missing my hometown, there is no need for any excuse.
Wanderers miss their hometown all the time. > 2 The Mid-Autumn Moon is thousands of miles away and I miss you. The bright moon is hanging high in the sky, bringing up endless thoughts in my heart. The wanderer’s posture is pious and pious, just like a pilgrim. I look at the same full moon in the distant sky over the Northland, praying for the glow that shines on my hometown. Can the light shine on my hometown? Passionate eyes full of moist tears brought back the clear light, washing face, the sound of calling suddenly appeared in the ears, under the laurel, the mother's kind face was still there. What fell in the fragrance of flowers was the thin figure of the father standing in the sunset. The autumn rain drenched tenderness, and the wandering duckweeds rose up. The thread of longing will fly as far as the sky is. The wandering footprints extend the bloodline of family love and it will penetrate as deep as the bloodline. Carrying this heavy debt, I sigh to the moon when will I be able to fulfill my filial piety. I cut the slender hair on my knees. The reflection shakes the moonlight all over the ground. The flying eagle flying over the snowfield in my hometown was once a longing for a thousand dreams. Looking back, is the fruit of first love still hanging on the laurel tree of memory, emitting fragrance? On this moonlit night, the bleak autumn wind will lift a floating heart. The heart is getting colder and colder. The moon is shining in the Mid-Autumn Festival. The drizzle is falling all night. The rising tide in my chest breaks through the river bank of longing and floods. 3 The longing of a wanderer. I miss the mountains of my hometown. The mountains of my hometown are so green. I miss the water of my hometown. The water of my hometown. The clouds of missing my hometown are so green. The clouds of missing my hometown are so light. The people of my hometown are so light. The thoughts of the wanderer are like that. Day after day, I hope that people will be reunited with the green mountains, green water and clouds for a long time. Under the pale sky of my hometown, withered pear petals fall on both sides of the stream. The towering peaks echo the silence. The pebbles on the country paths contain the fragrance of the morning. The old figure lingering in the depths of dusk is pulled away by the setting sun. When I was a child playing around there, I once carried immature dreams and soared in beautiful wishes. Now, my former hometown is buried in the dust of the years, in the hazy feeling of nostalgia. In the afterglow, give me a ladle of Yangtze River water, like Yangtze River water and wine. The drunken taste of Yangtze River water is the taste of nostalgia. Give me a scoop of Yangtze River water, Yangtze River water. Give me a piece of Begonia Red, Begonia Red. Bloody Begonia Red. The burning pain of boiling blood is the burning pain of nostalgia. Give me a piece of Begonia Red, Begonia Red. Red, give me a piece of snowflakes, white, snowflakes are white, snowflakes like the letter are white, the waiting of the letter from home is the waiting of nostalgia, give me a piece of snowflakes, white, snowflakes are white, give me a wintersweet fragrance, wintersweet fragrance, like my mother, the fragrance of my mother is the fragrance of the country. My scent of wintersweet begins to dissipate quietly. 2. Poems about money and friendship
1 Thinking of my hometown, I miss my hometown inexplicably.
Hometown is an old wine brewed by wanderers from millet. The farther away it is and the longer it is left, the more mellow the wine tastes.
When I think of my hometown, I miss my hometown quietly.
Hometown is a delicacy that is full of color, aroma and taste, tempting travelers from far away to taste it.
When I think of my hometown, I miss my hometown silently.
Hometown is a fragment of Youzi’s childhood memory. The more Youzi thinks about it, the less he can process the clues, and it becomes increasingly impossible to edit a complete picture.
When I think of my hometown, I miss my hometown deep in my heart.
The longer you miss your hometown, the deeper your understanding of your hometown will be, and the greater the impact on your soul.
Hometown, how do tourists miss their hometown?
Missing my hometown actually means missing my childhood friends in my hometown, missing the old house, and missing the land. However, what Wanderer misses most is his old parents.
Hometown, missing my hometown, no reason to miss my hometown.
Whenever facing the bright moon in the sky, the longing for my hometown comes like a tide, and is as out of control as a flood.
Hometown, missing my hometown, there is no need for any excuse.
Wanderers miss their hometown all the time. >
2 Mid-Autumn Festival, the bright moon is thousands of miles away and I miss you
A bright moon hangs high
It evokes endless thoughts in my heart
The wanderer looks around His posture is pious
Better than that of a pilgrim
Looking at the same full moon over the distant Northland
Praying for the light that shines on his hometown
< p> Can you fill my eyes with enthusiasm?Bring back the moist tears
Qinghui cleanses my face with a sudden call to my ears
I love my mother under the laurel Kind face
What falls in the fragrance of flowers is my father standing in the sunset
Slim figure
Autumn rain drips
Tenderness rises spontaneously
The wandering duckweeds hold the thread of longing
They will fly as far as the sky is big
The wandering footprints extend the blood of family love
As wide as the earth is, it will penetrate as deep as possible
Carrying this heavy debt
How long can I sigh to the moon
In order to fulfill my filial piety?
A slender reflection
The moonlight that shattered the ground
The flying eagle flying over the snowfield in my hometown
It was once a dream A yearning that turns a thousand times
Looking back at the fruits of first love
Is it still hanging on the laurel tree of memory and emitting fragrance
In the bleak autumn wind on this moonlit night
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Make a floating heart feel even cooler
The drizzle falls all night during the Mid-Autumn Festival
The rising tide in the chest Breaking through the embankment of longing
Overflowing
3 Wanderers' longing
Missing the mountains of my hometown
The mountains of my hometown are like that The green
I miss the water in my hometown
The water in my hometown is so green
I miss the clouds in my hometown
The clouds in my hometown are so green It's so light
The people who miss my hometown
The people in my hometown are so dear
The longing of the wanderer
Day after day One day
I hope people will be together with the green mountains, green water and clouds for a long time
One day we will be reunited
Hometown
Under the distant sky< /p>
Withered pear petals
Falling on both sides of the stream
Towering mountain peaks
Echoes of silence
< p> The pebbles on the country pathcontain the fragrance of the morning
Deep in the dusk
The lingering figure of an old man
Being pulled into an old age by the setting sun
In those days of playing as a child
I once cherished immature dreams
Flying in beautiful wishes
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Now
The hometown of the past
was buried in the dust of the years
Buried in the hazy four rhymes of nostalgia
In the afterglow
Give me a ladle of Yangtze River water, Yangtze River water
Yangtze River water like wine
The taste of drunkenness
The taste of nostalgia< /p>
Give me a ladle of Yangtze River water, Yangtze River water
Give me a piece of Begonia Red, Begonia Red
Bloody Begonia Red
The burning pain of boiling blood
It is the burning pain of nostalgia
Give me a piece of crabapple red, crabapple red
Give me a piece of snowflake white, snowflake white
p>Letters are as white as snowflakes
The waiting for letters from home
It is the waiting of nostalgia
Give me a piece of snowflakes, white, snowflakes
Give me a scent of wintersweet, oh, scent of wintersweet
Mother’s scent of wintersweet
Mother’s fragrance
It’s the fragrance of the country
Give me a flower of wintersweet fragrance, oh wintersweet fragrance
It begins to dissipate quietly 3. Poems about friendship
I am not poor if you have talents. - (Qing Dynasty) Zheng Banqiao
If you know someone who is close to you, you will be as close as you are to the end of the world. - (Tang Dynasty) Wang Bo
We are both fallen people at the end of the world, so why should we have known each other before. - (Tang Dynasty) Bai Juyi
Don’t worry about the road ahead. No one in the world knows you. - (Tang Dynasty) Gao Shi
There is nothing more pleasant than friends in the world, and nothing more pleasant than talking about friends. - (Qing Dynasty) Pu Songling
The most important thing for people to know each other is to know each other, and the most important thing for people to know each other is to understand each other.
- (Spring and Autumn Period) Mencius
The friendship between gentlemen is as light as water, while the friendship between villains is as sweet as wine.
- (Warring States) Zhuangzi
Those who are close to vermillion are red, and those who are close to ink are black. - (Western Jin Dynasty) Fu Xuan
Knowing each other is precious in life, so why use gold and money. - (Tang Dynasty) Li Bai
When making friends, keep your word. - (Spring and Autumn) Zi Xia
Friendship between common people and clothes should not be forgotten. - (Tang Dynasty) Li Yanshou
A gentleman and a gentleman are friends of the same way, and a villain and a villain are friends of the same interests. - (Song Dynasty) Ouyang Xiu
The joy of life lies in understanding each other. - (Song Dynasty) Wang Anshi
Poems or famous sayings about family love
1. The thread in the hands of a loving mother, and the clothes on the body of a wanderer.
Before leaving, I am afraid of returning late.
Whoever speaks an inch of grass will be rewarded with three rays of spring. (Meng Jiao: "Wandering Son's Song")
2. Boil the beans and burn the bean sprouts, and the beans weep in the cauldron.
They are born from the same roots, so there is no need to rush into conflict. (Cao Zhi: "Seven Steps of Poetry")
3. When the mother-in-law heard that her daughter was coming, she went out to help the general;
When the sister heard that her sister was coming, she took care of the red makeup;
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When the younger brother heard that his sister was coming, he was sharpening his knife to the pigs and sheep. ("Mulan Ci")
4. The country is broken by mountains and rivers, and the city is full of spring vegetation.
I shed tears when I am grateful for the flowers, and I am frightened when I hate others.
The war rages on for three months, and a letter from home is worth ten thousand gold.
The white-headed scratches are shorter, and the lust is overwhelming. (Du Fu: "Spring Hope")
5. The garrison drum interrupts the pedestrian movement, and the sound of wild geese is heard in the autumn.
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.
The letter sent was not delivered, and the army was not suspended. (Du Fu: "Remembering My Brother on a Moonlit Night")
6. Seeing the autumn wind in Luoyang City, I wanted to write a book full of ideas.
I’m afraid that I can’t finish the story in a hurry, and the travelers are about to open the gate again. (Zhang Ji: "Autumn Thoughts")
7. Being a stranger in a foreign land, I miss my family even more during the festive season.
Poems about homesickness and the moon.
The ancient moon and luggage are white
When I was young, I didn’t recognize the moon, so I called it a white jade plate. I also suspected that the Yao Tai Mirror was flying in the white clouds.
The immortal has his legs hanging down, and the osmanthus trees are clustered together. The white rabbit made the medicine by pounding it, and asked who he wanted to eat with.
The toad has eroded its round shadow, and the bright night has faded away. Yi Xi fell into the Nine Crows, and heaven and man were clear and peaceful.
The yin essence has fallen into confusion, and it is not enough to understand it. Worry comes as no surprise, and sadness destroys the heart and liver.
Emei Mountain Moon Song by Li Bai
Emei Mountain has a half-turn of autumn moon, and its shadow is reflected in the water flow of Pingqiang River.
The clear stream flows towards the Three Gorges at night, and I miss you and go down to Yuzhou without seeing you.
Asking the moon over wine (my old friend Jia Chun ordered me to ask) Li Bai
When will the moon come in the clear sky? I will stop drinking and ask now. People cannot reach the bright moon if they climb up, but the moon travels with people. The bright sky is as bright as a flying mirror approaching Danque, and the green smoke extinguishes the clear brilliance.
But when I see the night coming from the sea, I would rather know that it has disappeared into the clouds. The white rabbit pounding medicine brings autumn back to spring,
Who is Chang'e living alone next to? People today cannot see the moon of ancient times, but today's moon once illuminated the ancient people.
People in ancient times and today are like running water, and it is the same when looking at the bright moon. I only wish that when singing and drinking, the moonlight would always shine in the golden cup.
Hanging a mat on the river and waiting for the moon, Li Bai
Waiting until the moon has not come out, watching the river flow. Suddenly, in the west corner of the city, a jade hook hung in the blue sky.
Although you can embrace the beautiful scenery, you cannot visit the beautiful scenery. Geng Geng Jin Boli, looking at the Magpie Tower from the sky.
Looking at the moon and feeling pregnant by Li Bai
The clear spring reflects the loose trees, and I don’t know how many thousands of years have passed. The cold moon shakes the clear waves, and light flows into the window.
How deeply do I miss you by chanting in this empty space. Seeing the safe way without cause makes people's hearts full of joy and sorrow.
Looking at the Moon after the Rain by Li Bai
The gloom is scattered in the surrounding suburbs, and half a toad is born. Thousands of miles of frost are combined, and a river flows horizontally.
When you come out, the eyes of the mountains are white, and when you are high, the sea is bright. Cherishing is like a round fan, chanting until the fifth watch.
Du Fu on the Moon
Autumn is approaching in the sky, and the shadow of the moon on earth is clear. The toad that enters the river will not disappear, and the rabbit that mixes medicine will live forever.
It only benefits the pain of the heart, and can add whiteness to the invention. The whole land will be covered by fighting, but the western camp of the country will not be taken care of. 4. What are the poems about friendship?
1. The water in Peach Blossom Pond is thousands of feet deep, and it is not as deep as Wang Lun’s love for me. ——Li Bai (Tang Dynasty) - "A Gift to Wang Lun"
Interpretation: Even if the water of Peach Blossom Pond is as deep as a thousand feet, it cannot be as deep as Wang Lun's farewell to me.
2. Meeting and getting drunk is the front edge. The wind and rain have dispersed and drifted away. ——Su Shi (Song Dynasty) - "Magpie Bridge Immortal·Qixi Festival"
Interpretation: Meeting and getting drunk today is fate in the previous life. Who knows where we are going after we part?
3. There are close friends in the sea, and they are as close to each other as they are to the end of the world.
——Wang Bo (Tang Dynasty) - "Sending Du Shaofu to Shuzhou"
Interpretation: As long as you have close friends, you will not feel far away in the world. Even though we are far away from each other, we feel like we are close neighbors.
4. If you don’t care, you should make friends with Bao when he is poor. This way is abandoned by today’s people. ——Du Fu (Tang Dynasty) - "Poverty Friendship"
Interpretation: But you see, the ancients Guan Zhong and Bao Shuya were gentlemen who were friends regardless of whether they were rich or poor, but they have been abandoned by modern people like dirt.
5. To make friends with people in the world, gold is needed. Without too much gold, friendship will not be deep. ——Zhang Wei (Tang Dynasty) - "Inscribed on the Master of Chang'an Wall"
Explanation: Secular people need gold as a bond to make friends with each other. If gold is not used much, the friendship will naturally not be deep.
6. I didn’t ask until it was over. I saw that we were old friends. ——Wu Weiye (Qing Dynasty) - "Meeting Old Friends"
Definition: I missed it before I remembered to ask, and when I looked carefully, I found out that it was an old friend.
7. If you have nothing in the south of the Yangtze River, just give me a spring branch. ——Lu Kai (Southern and Northern Dynasties) - "A Poem to Fan Ye"
Interpretation: There is no better gift to send to Jiangnan, so let's send a plum blossom to announce the spring.
8. There are no travelers on the ancient road, but you are the only one in the cold mountains. ——Liu Changqing (Tang Dynasty) - "Visit of the Emperor Xiangfu at Bijian Villa"
Definition: There are no people coming and going on the road, I only see you walking alone.
9. We are both fallen people in the world, so why should we have known each other before? ——Bai Juyi (Tang Dynasty) - "Pipa Xing/Pipa Yin"
Interpretation: We are both miserable people who have fallen from the world; why meet today and ask if we have known each other before!
10. I urge you to have another glass of wine, and there will be no old friends when you leave Yangguan in the west. ——Wang Wei (Tang Dynasty) - "Weicheng Song/Send Yuan Er Envoy to Anxi"
Interpretation: I sincerely advise my friend to drink another glass of wine. After leaving Yangguan to the west, it will be difficult to meet old friends. Relatives. 5. What are the sentences that describe friendship as more important than money?
The sentences that describe friendship as more important than money include:
1. Real friends don’t talk about friendship; they don’t do it for the sake of friendship. Friendship does not ask each other for something, but does everything possible for each other.
2. What I once believed in deeply is now changed.
3. You should be careful when choosing friends, and you should be even more careful about discarding them.
4. Friends will know us when we are happy; we will know our friends when we are in trouble.
5. Friends who abandon you in an emergency are not trustworthy.
6. Friendship is always a sweet responsibility, never an opportunity.
7. Friendship cannot be bought with money.
8. Although insidious friendship allows you to get some trivial favors, it will deprive you of the treasure - independent thinking and pure love for the truth!
9. Villains who tend to be popular and follow the crowd should not be exposed to adversity!