2. Elegy can be wept, but it can be returned to China far away-Elegy, a folk song of Han Yuefu
3. Humayu follows the north wind and crosses the south branch of the Bird's Nest —— Nineteen Ancient Poems by Han.
4. However, an inch of grass, enjoying three rays of spring, how much love is there-Jiao's "Wanderer"
5. Now, approaching my village and meeting people, I dare not ask a question-Du Da Yu Ling by Tang Song Wenzhi.
You people from my old country, tell me what happened there! When you passed my window, was the plum blossom Han Mei's flower? -Three miscellaneous poems by Wei.
7. The foot of my bed is shining so brightly. Is it frosty already? Looking up, I found that it was moonlight, which sank again, and suddenly I remembered my hometown-Tang Li Bai's Thoughts on a Quiet Night.
8. Where is your hometown? Only when you are drunk-Song Liqingzhao's Bodhisattva Man
9. I miss my relatives more during the festive season-Wei's "Mountain Residence Sacrifices the Silu Brothers".
10. I don't know who will fall tonight-Wang Tangjian's "Looking at the bright moon for Du Langzhong on fifteen nights"
1 1. Everyone gradually feels strange in the local accent, but they hate the sound of warblers like old mountains-five books by Tang Sikong.
12. Looking at the lake in front of the door, the spring breeze does not change the old waves-Two Couples in Hometown by Tang He Zhang Zhi
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14. He knows that the dew will be frost tonight, and how bright the moonlight is at home! -Tang Du Fu's Remembering Brothers on a Moonlit Night.
15. Don't be sad, be sad, be sad, and be separated-Nine Songs of Warring States, Chu and Qu Yuan, Live Less.
16. The day of parting is far away, but the day of wearing clothes is slow-nineteen ancient poems in Han Dynasty. Travel again.
17. Think before you go to the wild goose-Sui's "Every day someone misses home"
homesickness
Xi Murong
Songs in my hometown/yes branches/flutes in Qingyuan
It always rings on a moonlit night.
The face of hometown/is a kind of/vague disappointment.
As if/in the fog/waving goodbye
After separation
Nostalgia/Is it a tree/No rings?
Never/grow old
homesickness
Yu Guangzhong
Later when I was a child.
Nostalgia/is it a/small/stamp nostalgia/is it a profile/short/serious
I/I'm here/I'm outside.
Mother/over there. Mother/heart.
Grow up, now
Nostalgia/Yes-Zhang/Narrow/Fare Nostalgia/Bay/Shallow/Strait
I am here.
The bride/on the mainland/over there
homesickness
Bian Zhilin
On a quiet night in this ancient city,
I heard the Ming flute in my hometown,
Qian Shan is separated by thousands of waters,
But there are also sad songs to sing.
I happened to remember something in my heart,
But not long-lost parents,
It's just a small pond near my hometown.
In the breeze, reeds and wolves on both sides of the pond.
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Yu Guangzhong
Hours later
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
Miss Xi Murong
The song of my hometown is the flute of Qingyuan/I always think of it on a moonlit night.
The face of hometown is a vague disappointment/like a wave of parting in the fog.
Thinking about Li Bai at night
The foot of my bed is shining so brightly. Is there frost already? "I looked up at the moon and looked down, feeling nostalgic."
Go back to your hometown and write to him.
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.
Tianjin Sha Qiu Si Ma Zhiyuan
Dead vines and old trees, faint crows, flowing bridges, old roads with thin horses in the west wind, heartbroken people in the sunset.
Nostalgic Four Rhymes Yu Guangzhong
Give me a piece of snow, snow
This letter is as white as snow.
Waiting for that letter is waiting for homesickness.
Give me a piece of snow, snow
Give me a sweet wintersweet.
Mother's sweet wintersweet.
Mother's fragrance is the local fragrance.
Give me a sweet wintersweet.
2. Poems about homesickness: 5 lines: Mo Mei, Wang Mian, the trees near my home in West Wild Goose Lake, and Bloom's pale ink.
Don't boast about the good color, just let the air be full of dried Kun. The early plum tree is called the cold plum white jade belt, which goes back to Lincun Road and Liuqiao.
I don't know if I started spraying water recently, but I suspect it didn't sell after the winter snow. Mo Mei lives in bamboo slips and doesn't hate the waste painters of Danqing, so she doesn't need to be different but consistent.
Jade capacity is not as good as western Western jackdaw color, so it is different from Han Palace. The newly blooming plum blossoms have long been frozen, and the lonely roots are warm and lonely.
In front of the village in Zita Law, a branch was opened last night. Shuibian Village, a secluded valley on the side of Zhanggang Mountain in Momei, used to be full of flowers.
I still hate Dongfeng, but I hate it even more. Plum blossoms first bloom, Li Dongfeng is westerly, and leaves are empty in the mountains.
Only plum blossoms can't be blown out, and they are still new and white. Mo Mei, a painter in Zhao Bingwen, doesn't make powder and fat noodles, but she is afraid that others will think I am straight.
We didn't know each other when we met. Xia Fu never cut a jade man. Yimei, Li Shangyin, settled in Tianya, and she didn't want to let things happen.
Samuume is the most offensive thing, because the old one is regarded as the flower that opened last year. In the snow forest in Wang Mian, Bai Mei, this body is mixed with peaches and plums.
It was fragrant all night at once, and it was scattered as dry goods. Wan is not invaded by dust at all, and the bamboo fence is complacent. Just because I misunderstood Lin Hejing, I let the poet say this sentence.
Playing chess with Xue Zhaoming and betting on plum blossom poems lost a poem by Wang Anshi of Fahua, "Looking for Spring and Seeing Plum Blossoms", and there was a pile of snow on the road. Fengcheng Nanmo remembers its year, and it is difficult to come with the post.
In front of Mei Gong's sex, only plum blossoms are lonely. The bright moon is like water every day, and the wine wakes up to listen to Yu Di.
Plum blossoms Wang Anshi counted the plum blossoms in the corner, and cold ling opened them alone. I knew from a distance that it wasn't snow, because there was a smell coming.
Plum blossoms believe in the twelfth lunar month and a half, and they have already felt plum blossoms. I don't believe that this year's Spring Festival Evening, everyone will come to see it.
The plum blossoms in the real Shiyuan are in full bloom, the sunset is late, and the snow is fragrant thousands of miles away. Since the beginning of spring, there have been no more beautiful sentences, and bonzi suddenly became a poem.
Lu you heard that plum blossoms are full of fragrance, and how can snowdrifts spread all over the four mountains turn into hundreds of billions, and one tree smells of plum blossoms?
Wang Wei, one of the miscellaneous poems, you come from my old country and tell me what happened there! . Open its first cold flower before tomorrow? .
Yang Liuzhi's Ci Liu Yuxi played plum blossom flute in Saibei and Guishushan's Ci in Huainan. Please don't put the old songs together to listen to the new Yang Liuzhi.
Newly planted plums Bai Juyi Seven newly planted plums are planted by the pool, and I want to see them when I am in bloom. Don't be afraid of being jealous of peaches and plums in Changzhou. This year will be a good year for you.
When I first met Meihualu, the north was not as warm as the south, and it was easy to break the intestines of northerners in the south. Rouge peach cheek pear flower powder, * * * such as makeup cold plum.
1 1 month, the second backyard flower is in full bloom. The color is warm and fragrant, and it blooms ten thousand times. The spring breeze is full of emotion, accompanied by flowers coming and going.
The second rhyme, Yu Zaomei, Huang Tingjian and Leng Xiang don't show off their machines, and the small barnyard grass leans on two or three branches in the sun. Luo Wei Cui Ye nursed back to health very well, which was learned by a windy sage.
Lu You, a famous plum blossom poet, was also drunk for plum blossoms. Twenty miles later, Qingyang Palace went to Huanhuaxi.
Su Shi, a plum blossom, believes in red plums every year, and the river is drooping. Take care of your feelings and send spring directly to your roots.
Hongmei, Wang and Tao Li are not jealous of each other, but their attitudes are different. It is still snowing and frosting, but it is not very red.
The second sentence of plum blossom is that you travel in the valley, as far as the north branch, and spend late every year. Do you know it's time to be covered with snow and ice?
Red plum on the mountain, Fan Dacheng, fog, rain, rouge, pine and bamboo, spring breeze on the river. The city is full of peaches and plums, and the lonely city is empty.
The third plum blossom: The stronger the wind angle of Lu You's Snow Abuse, the stronger the integrity among the flowers. Outdated will drift away, and shame will pity Dong Jun even more.
Yang suddenly saw the plum tree, bloom. I don't know if spring is early, but I suspect it's playing with pearls.
It is amazing to explore the secluded steps in the Wanli Mountain of Yangmei, and it is late at night. A plum blossom is annoying on the highest branch.
Watching people come and go in Meixiangguo, watching Zhou Yongnian in Yonghe Palace, and watching birds hanging upside down in Hua Xinfeng. I prefer water and light to each other, and the oblique shadows support the waves.
In Lu Meipo, one of the notices, there is a custom of plum without snow and no spirit, and snow without plum. The sunset poem is full of snow all day, and Mei is ten springs.
The inscription of Mei Fang Li Ying has new ink on the paper, and several plum blossoms are the most pleasing to the eye. I am willing to ride the wind to the distance, and my hometown will be a spring.
Note 2: Lu Meipo and Xue Mei are fighting for spring, but they are unwilling to give up. The poet delayed the payment and commented on this chapter. The snow in Mei Xu Xun is three points white, but the snow has lost a kind of plum fragrance.
Lingmei's Zhang Daoqi is full of poetry, and things happen at any time. I have no money for social activities. One ridge is plum blossom.
Looking at Mei, I think Liu dreamed of his home in the West Lake because of the dust from the east wind. I'm afraid that the spring scenery in the south of the Yangtze River will decrease, which is not plum blossom.
A gift for Ye Fan, a letter for Lu Kai, and a letter for the leader. There is no better gift in Jiangnan, and flowers will send spring.
A Dream of Red Mansions visited the wine of Miaoyu, Begging for Hongmei and Cao Xueqin, without opening the bottle, and kept saying, looking for spring and asking for wax to Penglai. Don't ask for the dew in the vase, just ask for the plum outside the threshold of Chang 'e.
After China's entry into WTO, the cold peach and red snow disappeared, and the dust cut Ziyun. If you are a poet, you will cherish your thin shoulders, and your clothes will still be covered with Buddha moss.
A Dream of Red Mansions praises red plums (flowers). Cao Xueqin is full of luxuriant foliage and flowers, and her children have luxurious spring makeup. There is no snow in the lounge, and there is a sunset in the running water.
The dream is cold with the red flute, and the fragrance is crimson. The predecessor must be a Yaotai species, and the color difference is beyond doubt.
A Dream of Red Mansions chants red plum blossoms (scarlet letter). Cao Xueqin smiles at the east wind before the cold. The soul flies to Yuling, the spring scenery is difficult to distinguish, and Luo Fu's dream is unclear.
The green calyx adds makeup to the torch, and the fairy helps the drunken cross the rainbow. It looks like an ordinary color, and the shade comes from his ice and snow.
"A Dream of Red Mansions" chants red plum blossoms (plum words). Cao Xueqin and Bai Mei were lazy to give red berries, and greeted them with drunkenness first. The frozen face is covered with blood, and the sour heart turns to dust without hatred.
Swallow Dan medicine by mistake, remove real bones, and steal Yaochi to take off old tires. It is said that bees and butterflies are full of doubts.
At the beginning of the Yuan Dynasty, plum trees were tall and reflected Chu Tianbi. The north wind is floating in Ye Xiang, and the frost is white.
I want to fold it and send it thousands of miles away, but there is no way to answer the question. Seeing that the cold winter is about to wither, what can I use to comfort my distant friends?
1 1 Go to Fufeng in the middle of the month to see plum blossoms, Li Shangyin, graceful and untimely. Chang 'e is accompanied by moonlight, looking indifferent; Blue jade girl is colder than frost.
Empty hands full of plum blossoms, but I don't know where to send them; And plum blossom's sad parting happened to meet me, heartbroken. Who is the morning show for? Don't wait for guests to drink tea on a cold night in Du Lei. Bamboo stove soup is red from the beginning.
As usual, it's different when there are plum blossoms in the previous month. After the snow, plum blossoms are in full bloom. Under the lights, the city is full of peaches and plums looking at Dong Jun, and wintersweet is not in spring.
A few windows are quiet, and the garden is fresh and refreshing. Don and Xiaomei are in the garden on the mountain and stagger down to the small garden.
"Mottled shadows hang obliquely on the clear shallow water, and their fragrance spreads peacefully in the moonlight dusk." Cold birds want to fly, first glimpse plum blossoms; Butterflies will be enchanting if they know the beauty of plum blossoms.
Fortunately, there are micro songs to compare, and you don't need to be good at the golden urn. Mei Chu, thank you for welcoming the Spring, so I get up early and I am not afraid of the cold.
Afraid of falling behind the crowd.
3. A poem about homesickness, the five-character poem "Silent Night Thinking"
Tang Libai
The foot of my bed is shining so brightly. Is there frost already?
I looked up at the moon and looked down, feeling nostalgic.
rainy season
Tang Bai Juyi
It's foggy in Kesash, and the mountains and rivers are deep here.
In autumn, the sound of the beach is more urgent and the canyon is overcast.
Looking at the clouds to cover your eyes, homesick for raindrops.
How will you comfort your loneliness? Thanks to this north window piano.
Cold food among guests
Tang Lizhong
Cold food after a trip, homesickness and tears.
The sound book is broken in the sky, and the peach and plum spring rain.
Not in the mood to drink, but there is reason to sing.
How many people lost outside his suburbs and went out for an outing.
Qiu Si-on-River
Don Du Xunhe
Driving along the river, homesick step by step.
Raise the whip and wave the willow color, and then lose the cicada sound.
Long road of autumn crops, about the ancient city of Leng Yun.
The family is poor and rich, and there is no land to return to farming.
4. Five-character poem sentence hometown (1) miscellaneous poem Wang Wei
You have just come from our hometown, and we must understand the world.
When you pass by my window, are plum blossoms blooming?
(2) Home [Tang] Du Mu
The child held hands and asked, why don't you come back? * * * Who is fighting for time to win sideburns?
③ Letter from Yuan Kai of Beijing Normal University [Ming]
The river is three thousand miles long, and there are fifteen letters from home. There is nothing else between me, just telling me to go back to my hometown as soon as possible.
[4] Yan Wen [Tang] Wei Wuying
Where is your hometown? It's leisurely to think about it. Autumn night in Huainan, the high house smells wild geese coming.
(5) Seeing a friend off at Jingmen Ferry (Li Bai)
Sail from Jingmen Ferry, and soon you will be with southerners. At the end of the mountain range and the beginning of the plain, the river winds through the wilderness.
(6) Quiet Night Thinking (Li Bai)
The foot of my bed is shining so brightly. Is there frost already? I looked up at the moon and looked down, feeling nostalgic.
(7) rainy weather
Tang Bai Juyi
It's foggy in Kesash, and the mountains and rivers are deep here.
In autumn, the sound of the beach is more urgent and the canyon is overcast.
Looking at the clouds to cover your eyes, homesick for raindrops.
How will you comfort your loneliness? Thanks to this north window piano.
(8) Cold food between guests
Tang Lizhong
Cold food after a trip, homesickness and tears.
The sound book is broken in the sky, and the peach and plum spring rain.
Not in the mood to drink, but there is reason to sing.
How many people lost outside his suburbs and went out for an outing.
5. Ten homesick poems 1, homesickness
Song Li Gou
People say that the place where the sun sets is the horizon. I try to look at the horizon, but I can't see my home.
Castle Peak is being influenced by Castle Peak, which covers my sight. Twilight, Castle Peak.
2. Letters from the capital
Mingyuankai
The river is three thousand miles long, and there are fifteen letters from home.
There is nothing else between me, just telling me to go back to my hometown as soon as possible.
3. "Seeing the Mountain with Master Hao Chu and Sending Friends to Beijing"
Don Dai Shulun
The sharp mountain by the sea is like a sword, and Qiu Lai cuts his heart everywhere.
How can we turn this body into tens of millions, scattered to the heads of state's homes to see!
4. Yan Wen
Don Wei Wu Ying
Where is your hometown? It's leisurely to think about it.
Autumn night in Huainan, the high house smells wild geese coming.
5. Miscellaneous poems
Don
You have just come from our hometown, and we must understand the world.
When you pass by my window, are plum blossoms blooming?
6. "Working at night"
Tanggaoshi
The cold light in the hotel stayed alone and didn't sleep, and the guest turned sad.
My hometown is thinking thousands of miles tonight, and it is another year of the Ming Dynasty.
7. "home"
Don Dumu
The child held hands and asked, why don't you come back?
* * * Who is fighting for time to win sideburns?
8. The wall of an inn in the north of Dayu Mountain
Tangsong wenzhi
Nanfeiyan is on the cloudy moon, turning back here, just this month.
Birds don't enter, but I don't travel far to Lingnan. I don't know when, when can I return home?
The tide receded, the river rippled quietly, the forest was dark and malaria was scattered.
Tomorrow I will climb to the top of the mountain and look north at my hometown, or I can see the red berries on the top of the mountain.
9. Farewell friends at Jingmen Ferry
Tang Libai
Sail from Jingmen Ferry, and soon you will be with southerners.
At the end of the mountain range and the beginning of the plain, the river winds through the wilderness.
The moon rises like a mirror, and the sea clouds twinkle like palaces.
The water brings you the feeling of home and makes your boat travel 300 miles.
10, Moonlight Billion My Little Brother
Don du fu
A vagrant heard drums heralding battle, and geese sang in autumn.
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.
Delivering books is often late. What can we expect in a war? .
6. Hometown of Five-character Poems (1) Miscellaneous Poems Wang Weiyou Who came from my hometown, tell me what happened there! .
When you pass by my window, are plum blossoms blooming? (2) Going home [Tang] Du Mu's younger son asked with clothes, why don't you come back? * * * Who is fighting for time to win sideburns? (3) Get a letter from home [Ming] Yuan Kaijiang is three thousand miles away and has fifteen lines of letters from home. There is nothing else between me, just telling me to go back to my hometown as soon as possible.
(4) [Tang] Where is Wei's hometown? It's leisurely to think about it. Autumn night in Huainan, the high house smells wild geese coming.
(5) Farewell a friend (Li Bai) at Jingmen Ferry. Sail from Jingmen Ferry, and soon you will be with people in the south. At the end of the mountain range and the beginning of the plain, the river winds through the wilderness.
(6) "Silent Night Thinking" (Li Bai) The line at the foot of my bed is so bright, will it have frosted? . I looked up at the moon and looked down, feeling nostalgic.
(7) It rained continuously in the Tang Dynasty. Bai Juyi's smoke and waves in Kesashige are vast, and the mountains and rivers are deep here. In autumn, the sound of the beach is more urgent and the canyon is overcast.
Looking at the clouds to cover your eyes, homesick for raindrops. How will you comfort your loneliness? Thanks to this north window piano.
(8) Tang Lizhong, a guest in the cold food, traveled all over the cold food and was homesick for tears. The sound book is broken in the sky, and the peach and plum spring rain.
Not in the mood to drink, but there is reason to sing. How many people lost outside his suburbs and went out for an outing.