Hometown sentences in Guo Moruo's literary works. Please indicate which article and specific sentence you came from.

Mr. Guo Moruo's sentences about his hometown are mostly his early poems. Here I present the following four poems to you, all of which are works by Mr. Guo Moruo about his hometown. You can choose suitable poems from them. Among them, the third song "Snow on Mount Emei" expresses Mr. Guo Moruo's love for his hometown, and it is particularly appropriate to answer your question.

(1) Living in a Village, a five-character poem written by Guo Moruo in his hometown at the age of twelve, is also the first poem in his life.

Have nothing to do, walk in front of the house. Smoke rises from a corner, and thick fog sleeps halfway up the mountain.

The shepherd boy plays the bamboo flute and the village sells flower buds. Wild birds are in a hurry, all bathing by the water.

② Get up early, a poem written in the winter of 1904. After a heavy snow, it was wrapped in white. Mr. Guo Moruo looked out the window of his former residence and improvised poems. This poem describes the snow scene of Kumei Mountain and expresses the sadness of young poets.

Get up early and look at the porch,

The cold birds are chirping in the small garden.

One snowy night,

Forbearance turned the moth's eyebrows white.

(3) Snow on Mount Emei

The snow on Mount Emei has covered the highest mountain, I'm afraid?

Is the lingering fog across the mountainside still winding as before?

What I love most is that in the moonlight, the towering peaks seem to turn into purple smoke;

And that vague silver fog hangs over my lonely home.

Ah, that's my hometown. It has been more than fifteen years since I left.

The flowing water of the Dadu River at the foot of the mountain is an endless poem.

The flowing water of the Dadu River is vast, and the full moon rises from that shore.

The east coast is a shallow mountain with evergreen seasons, which is not as majestic as Emei on the west coast.

The remote banks of the Dadu River are also my favorite places to swim when I was a teenager.

I stood among the rocks in the moonlight, feeling the great desolation.

Ah, that's my hometown. It has been more than fifteen years since I left.

In the moonlight tonight, Emei thought it turned into purple smoke.

④ Chaxi, a poem written in 1904. According to the author's self-report, "Chaxi is in my hometown, and water flows into Dadu River from the foot of Hu Mei Mountain. Young people often fish here and occasionally become this poem. "

Fishing in the tea stream and reciting my book in the breeze.

I wonder what kind of fish it is.

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