Details about borrowing poems expressing homesickness are as follows:
1. "Looking at the Moon and Feelings": Times are difficult and the world is desolate, and the business is empty, and the brothers are traveling in various places. After the war, the countryside was desolate, and the bones and flesh were scattered on the road. The hanging shadow is divided into thousands of miles of wild geese, and the roots are scattered into Jiuqiu Peng. ***You should shed tears when you look at the bright moon. My heart is in the same place all night long. Gu Ying's self-pity is like a wandering geese, its whereabouts are like a rootless autumn pennant. Looking at the bright moon together, the separated relatives will cry sadly, and the homesickness will be the same in all places overnight.
2. "Looking at the Moon in the Pavilion on the Night of August 15th": On the night of August 15th of that year, I was at the apricot garden beside the Qujiang Pool. On the night of August 15th this year, in front of the Shatou Water Museum in Penpu. Where is the hometown to the northwest? How many times is the moon full to the southeast? Yesterday the wind blew and no one was there, but tonight the light is as clear as in previous years. How can you see where your hometown is when you look to the northwest? When you look to the southeast, you can see that the moon has become full several times. Yesterday's autumn wind blew through and no one paid attention to the desolate autumn mood. Tonight, the clear moonlight is still as clear as before.
3. "Moonlight Night": Tonight in Yanzhou, I can only watch the moon in my boudoir. I pity my children from afar, but I still remember Chang'an. The fragrant mist and clouds make the servant girl wet, and the clear jade arms are cold. When do I lean on Xuguo, my tears will dry when I shine with my eyes. Tonight, you are the only one watching the full moon over Yanzhou, alone in your boudoir. You pity your young children far away, but I still don’t understand why you miss Chang’an. The mist wets your temples; the cold moonlight makes your jade arms feel cold. When can we lean together against a light-transmitting curtain or curtain and let the moonlight dry away the tears of longing for both of us?