Accompanied by leaves and autumn sounds, a little banana and a little sadness, after the third night of dreams. -Xu Yuan Zaisi "Water Fairy Night Rain"
Interpretation: The night rain drips on the plane leaves, and the autumn sound is hard to stop. It hit a banana, which caused people's constant worries and returned to their hometown in the middle of the night.
A gentleman is poor, who wants to meet today without paying for drinks? -Tang Gao Shi's Two Poems of Biedong University
Interpretation: Don't worry about not meeting a confidant. Everyone in the world doesn't know you, Dong!
The moon, at this time is at sea, over the end of the world. -Don Zhang Jiuling's Full Moon Philip Burkart
Interpretation: A bright moon rises in the vast sea, reminding people of relatives and friends far away from the ends of the earth. At this moment, it's time to see the same bright moon.
It's only seven days in spring and two years away from home. The day of returning home is behind the bird's return to the earth, but the idea of returning home has existed before the spring flowers bloom. -Sui Xue Daoheng's "Homecoming"
Interpretation: It has been seven days since I entered the spring, and I have been away from home for two years. The day of going home will fall behind the geese flying north in spring, but the idea of going home existed before bloom in spring.
A glass of turbid wine is Wan Li's home, but Ran Yan hasn't come home yet. -Song Fan Zhongyan's "Fisherman's Pride"
Interpretation: After drinking a glass of turbid wine, I can't help thinking of my hometown thousands of miles away. I failed to defeat an enemy like Dou Xian, and I failed to make a decision earlier.
Modern poetry:
1. The stream in my hometown is like a mirror. It's green. For a moment, green is like jade. If the weather is fine, you can see the fish in the water. I remember when I was a child, I invited some friends here to catch small fish. Those little fish are dishonest, slippery and can't be caught, and they love to play hide-and-seek with you. Once I was about to catch a small fish. I jumped forward, but the fish disappeared in the blink of an eye. As a result, I missed the fish, but my clothes were wet. I was scolded by my mother when I went home, but every time I went fishing, I still went home full.
Hometown is the root of our growth and the home of our memory. Our hometown witnessed our happiness and recorded our growth. A wanderer far away from home is his mother, and his children who don't change their local accent are his hometown as a magnetic field. No one can cut off the endless homesickness with deep homesickness and long thoughts.
My hometown is a crystal clear river, hence the name "Qingjiang". She is so quiet and beautiful. She is like a big green satin spread in the valley, shining in the sun. She was in high spirits and sang all the way. As soon as the breeze blows, it ripples, as if you can see the fragrance by lifting her beautiful skirt.
I miss my hometown. If my heart is a dove released from my hometown, then my warm nest must be you-my hometown. Autumn is like water, spring is beautiful, the starry sky in winter night and the fiery summer are all my deep thoughts. A tree, a piece of soil, a cloud, a fog, a gust of wind and a drop of rain in my hometown all appeared in front of my eyes. After a winding path, I came to the Woods by the river. I picked up a yellow leaf that fell to the ground. Looking at this fallen leaf, I hid it in the drawer of years, waiting for a new opportunity.
When we didn't leave our hometown, our hometown was like a beautiful picture. When we play in the painting, we can only see the sunset in the distance at the end of the day. When we left our hometown, it was a hanging picture. No matter how we walk in, there is always a thin layer of yarn …
6. In my hometown, there is no bustling metropolis, no solemn and stirring castle, and no big forest green enough to melt all your thoughts. But if you hear Schubert's solo in the sunset of your journey, the imagination that makes you suddenly burst into tears is often the hometown road and the moonlight night in your hometown, which reminds people of the poet's lonely sigh, "How bright the moonlight at home is!" Thousands of years ago.
7. Don't talk about township leaders, no matter how long they are, they can't be longer than my thoughts; Don't say that the world is far away, no matter how far it is, it is far from my eyes; Don't say the sky is high, no matter how high it is, it can't be higher than I thought. Hometown, you are the eternal root in people's hearts.
8. The mountains are long and the water is long. I can't get rid of this feeling along the way, and I haven't stopped worrying about acacia. I only send a heart of lovesickness to the moon, just as the moon sends a thousand miles of lovesickness. I wish people a long time, thousands of miles away.
9. Walking in the fields in spring with gentle steps, grabbing a handful of soil, emitting intoxicating fragrance, catching a butterfly and flying it gently ... Spring in the countryside is always blurred with beauty, and the songs on the land are mixed with the fragrance of wild flowers. Wheat seedlings jointing under the moisture of sweat, with the drizzle from the breeze, played a beautiful but very moving melody.
10, hometown, what is hometown? Hometown is a dream of your childhood. Hometown is a cornerstone of your growth. There is a song like this: "The most beautiful way to travel around the world is hometown, and the sweetest way is hometown."
1 1, I miss it very much because I have a beautiful hometown; I miss it very much because I have good memories; I miss it because I had a wonderful childhood; I am happy because I have a beautiful dream; I am happy because I have a beautiful cloud; I am very happy because I have clear thoughts like autumn water.
My hometown is a painting. In spring and March, no matter where you are, the colors of Chun Lv are lit up. Trees wake up from a deep sleep, sticking out buds and shoots, and are full of vitality. The grass also sticks its little head out of the ground and looks around, which is very comfortable. Looking around, I don't know if it is the beautiful image of Master Danqing polishing ink, drizzling, Linlin flicking and swaying, dancing with flowers and enjoying paper.
13. My hometown is far away. When shall I go? Boat, dream into furongpu. Back to my hometown, with a long Artemisia, I drifted to my hometown with the river of my heart and wandered back to my hometown. The wanderer is still wandering, but he still can't go back to his hometown, because the cause is everywhere. They will return to their hometown with a boat full of starlight and shining light. Let's ring the bell of hope and look forward to meeting them again in the splendid season. Hometown, hometown, hometown that haunts me, I must make you proud of me.
14. Times have changed and people have changed, but the only constant is homesickness when they leave home, just like He, the young leave home and the old come back. The local accent has not changed, and the children have never met each other. They smiled and asked the guests where they came from. This song may not be suitable for me, but at least it is my mood. Anyway, let's go out and have a look.
15. Walking on the small road in my hometown, that kind of nature, harmony and comfort, like the wind, slowly drifted into my heart. There are some cement roads and some dirt roads in my hometown, but this has not affected my enthusiasm for my hometown.
16, it's hard to leave home, and it's even harder to leave home. Wanderers send homesickness to wine and feelings to Du Kang. "Wine becomes sorrow, acacia becomes tears." In the dim candlelight, with tears and melancholy, I drank my deep thoughts of my hometown. Homesickness is a blue silk, which is often tied to my heart. There are tears in my heart, and I only feel that my hometown is kind, warm and colorful. Hometown, hometown, haunting hometown, when can I walk into your heart again?
17. Homesickness may bring people a touch of melancholy, but it is still a healthy and noble emotion, and it is the spiritual bond that maintains the wanderer with his hometown and motherland. I would like to sing an ode to this feeling.
18, in summer, the leaves are green and dripping, and the leaves grow densely, which looks like a big green umbrella from a distance. Take an "umbrella" and stand in the hot sun to provide us with shade. Some children play chess below, others chase and play below ... If it rains in Mao Mao, they can shelter us from the wind and rain and protect the whole park like soldiers.
19, homesickness is the flute sound of Qingyuan, which is melodious and profound, and homesickness is an ancient fairy tale, beautiful and moving; Nostalgia is an old wine with mellow fragrance. ...
20. My hometown is an old wine. The longer I keep it in my heart, the more mellow it tastes. My hometown is a cup of agricultural green tea. The longer I soak it in my heart, the stronger its flavor. Hometown is a short memory movie. The more times it appears in my mind, the clearer its picture will be. Love your hometown without excuses, let alone reasons, because hometown has our "roots"!
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