Homecoming Couple Books [Tang] He Zhizhang
When he was young, he left home for a big year, and the local accent did not change. When the villagers met strangers, they laughed and asked where the guests came from.
Thinking of a Quiet Night [Tang] Li Bai
so bright a gleam on the foot of my bed, could there have been a frost already? lifting myself to look, I found that it was moonlight, Sinking back again, I thought suddenly of home.
"note on a rainy night to a friend in the north" [Tang] Li Shangyin
Jun asked that before the return date, evening rain rose to the autumn pond. Why should * * * cut the candle at the west window, but talk about evening rain?
"Looking at the Post Station" [Tang] Bai Juyi
In Jing 'an House, she was a window willow, and flowers were thrown at the front of the post station. The two spring scenes ended on the same day. People who stay at home miss the guests.
The Winter Solstice in Handan [Tang] Bai Juyi
On the winter solstice, people who stay at home at night are accompanied by shadows. If you want to sit at home late at night, you should also talk about people who travel far away.
Boarding Guazhou [Northern Song Dynasty] Wang Anshi
Guazhou in Jingkou is separated by a river, and Zhongshan is only a few mountains.
bidding a friend farewell at jingmen ferry [Tang] Li Bai
sailing far off from Jingmen Ferry, soon you will be with people in the south, where the mountains end and the plains begin, and the river winds through wilderness, the moon is lifted like a mirror, sea-clouds gleam like palaces, and the water has brought you a touch of home, Wanli sent a boat trip.
New Year's Work [Tang] Liu Changqing
The heart of the country is new, and the sky is lonely. When you are old, you will come home first. And I wonder what my term shall be.
"Qiu Si" [Tang] Zhang Ji
Seeing the autumn wind in Luoyang City, I want the writer's book to be full of meaning. I can't talk about the fear in a hurry, and pedestrians will open it again.
"Sauvignon Blanc" [Qing] Nalanxingde
takes a ride on the mountain and water, and walks towards Yuguan, with a thousand lights at night. I miss my hometown for thousands of miles tonight, and it's another year in the Ming Dynasty.
Miscellaneous Poems [Tang] Wang Wei
you who have come from my old country, tell me what has happened there!. Leaning against the window tomorrow, opening its first cold blossom??
on the mountain holiday thinking of my brothers in shandong [Tang] Wang Wei
Being a stranger in a foreign land, he misses his relatives more often during the festive season. When he knows where his brothers climb, there is one less person everywhere.
Rainy Rain [Tang] Bai Juyi
It's foggy in Kesashige, and the mountains and rivers are deep here. The sound of the beach is more urgent in autumn, and the gorge is cloudy and cloudy. Looking at the clouds, I can cover my eyes. It's because of this northern window piano.
Cold Food in the Guest [Tang] Li Zhong
After traveling for the second time, he suffered from cold food, homesickness and wet wipes. The music was broken in the sky, and the peaches and plums were raining in the spring. There seemed to be a reason for wanting to drink. How many people went out for a walk?
Qiu Si on the River [Tang] Du Xunhe drove the horse. There is no land to farm.
Seeing friends off on the river for a trip to the south
[Tang] Where does Zhang Qiao accumulate homesickness, the ends of the earth gather in turbulence. The shore is long and the group is late, and the lake is wide and sails in autumn. Buy wine for fishing houses, share lights and fish boats. Xiaoxiang should read about traveling alone when he sees geese.
Tianjingsha Qiu Si < Heartbroken people are at the end of the world. [Tang] Zhang Qiao [Tang] Where does Zhang Qiao accumulate homesickness, the end of the world gathers turbulence. The shore is long and the group is late, and the lake is wide and sails in autumn. Buy wine over the fishing house, share lights and fish boats. Xiaoxiang should read about traveling alone when he sees geese.
[ Wan Li takes a look at Guanshan Mountain.
Homesickness Outside the River
[Tang] Wei Zhuang is sad in a foreign land every spring, Duqu Oriole can know it, and it is even more heartbroken by the setting sun on the river bank.
a mooring under north fort hill
[Yuan] under blue mountains we wound our way, Wang Wan, my boat and I, along green water, until the banks at low tide widened, the wind is hanging. The sea grows day by day, and Jiang Chun enters. Wildgeese, homing to Loyang.
Homesickness poems on the road mainly describe the wandering and lonely mood of wanderers living in other places and their yearning for their hometown and relatives. For example, Meng Haoran's a night-mooring on the jiande river, Wen Tingyun's Early Trip to Shangshan, Wang Wei's on the mountain holiday thinking of my brothers in shandong, etc. on the mountain holiday thinking of my brothers in shandong [Tang] Wang Wei is a stranger in a foreign land, and he misses his relatives twice every festive season. A night-mooring on the jiande river [Tang], Meng Haoran, while my little boat moves on its mooring of mist, and daylight wanes, old memories begin, how wide the world was, how close the trees to heaven, and how clear in the water the nearness of the moon!. Shangshan, Zaoxing [Tang], Wen Tingyun started to levy priests in the morning, and the guests went to their hometown to mourn. Chickens sang in Maodian Moon, and people traveled to Banqiao Frost. Mistletoe leaves fell on the mountain road, and the flowers were on the wall. I missed Duling Dream and the geese returned to the pond. 2. Missing on the battlefield.
I'll meet you immediately without paper and pen, and I'll report my peace with your message.
Fisherman's pride
Fan Zhongyan
The scenery in Qiu Lai is different, but Hengyang geese go unnoticed. The four sides are connected with each other. Thousands of miles away, the long smoke and the sunset are closed.
a glass of turbid wine is home to Wan Li, but Yan ran has not stopped thinking about it, and Qiang Guan is full of frost. People are sleepless, and the general has white hair and tears.
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; The March of the Moon in Wang Changling, Tang Dynasty was closed in Han Dynasty, but the long March was not returned. However, the Dragon City flew in, and Huma was not taught to cross the Yinshan Mountain. The March of the Yellow River in Wang Zhihuan, Tang Dynasty was far above the white clouds, and the Wan Ren Mountain was an isolated city. Why should the Qiangdi complain about the willows, but the spring breeze didn't cross Yumen Gate? The March of the Army was a long cloud and dark snow mountain in Wang Changling, Tang Dynasty, Qinghai Province, and the lonely city looked at Yumen Gate. The yellow sand wore golden armor in hundreds of battles. The wind blew all over the mountain overnight! Song Fan Zhongyan, a fisherman's pride, stuffed Qiu Lai, stuffed Qiu Lai with strange scenery, but Hengyang geese didn't pay attention to it. All sides sounded from corner to corner. For thousands of miles, the long smoke and sunset were isolated. Wan Li, who drank a glass of turbid wine, didn't forget what to do. The Qiang tube was full of frost. People couldn't sleep, and the general had white hair and tears. Tang Wang Zhihuan and the Yellow River were far away from the white clouds. The spring breeze is not enough for Yumenguan., Liangzhou Ci Tang Wanghan's luminous glass of grape wine and wine, and you should be urged immediately if you want to drink pipa. Drunk and lying on the battlefield, you don't laugh, and how many people have fought in ancient times., Guan Shanyue Tang Libai, the bright moon lifts from the Mountain of Heaven, in an infinite haze of cloud and sea and the wind, that has come a thousand miles, beats at the Jade Pass battlements, china marches its men down Baideng Road, while Tartar troops peer across blue waters of the bay, and since not one battle famous in history sent all its fighters back again. Watching the guests look at the edge, homesick for many bitter faces. On this night, high-rise buildings, Who toss and sigh and cannot rest. Silent night thinking about Tang Li Bai so bright a gleam on the foot of my bed, could there have been a frost already? lifting myself to look, I found that it was moonlight, sinking back again, I thought suddenly of home. Rainy Tang Bai Juyi is misty in Kesashige, where the mountains and rivers are deep. The sound of the beach is more urgent in autumn, and the gorge is cloudy and cloudy. Looking at the clouds, I am homesick for raindrops. How can I comfort you? Thanks to the northern window piano, guests eat cold food in Tang and Li Zhonglv, and they are homesick for wet wipes. The sound books are broken in the sky, and the peaches and plums are raining in the spring. There is no mood for drinking, but there seems to be a reason for singing. How many people are out of town. On the riverside, Qiu Si Tang and Du Xunhe drove horses along the river, and their homesickness grew step by step. They raised their whip and waved their willows, but they lost their cicadas. Autumn crops have a long way to go, and cold clouds are about the ancient city. Turbulence gathers at the end of the world. The shore is long and the lake is wide and sails in autumn. Buy wine over the fishing house, share lights and fish boats. When Xiaoxiang sees geese coming, she should travel alone. She is homesick for Tang Bu-xie, but she has never returned the letter from Yunnan. If the flowers are not swept in front of the court, who will climb the willow outside? If she sits for a long time and sells silver candles, she will lose her face. She is worried about the autumn night. Open the furnace to release the inkstone ice. Suddenly, I return to my old country and yearn for Xiling. I dream of the old city in autumn, looking at the ruins of Tang Rongyu's old country, and I want to travel when I board. Once the personnel changed, the water flowed in vain for thousands of years. I dreamed of the glory of Zhuhong in the evening, and the trees in Jingmen were in autumn. Clouds hung on me and I looked at my homesickness from afar. I stayed up all night at the Tang Gaoshi Hotel, but the guest's heart turned sad. My hometown was thinking for thousands of miles tonight, and I was sad. Wei Zhuang, who is homesick for Tang outside the river, is sad in a foreign land every spring, and Du Qu Oriole can know it. He is even heartbroken by the setting sun on the river bank. Looking from afar, Tang Yuan Zhen is full of sad winter scenery, and there are many mangrove temples on one mountain. Zhong Xuan is infinitely homesick for tears, and Zhang Shui flows to the east like a jade wave. Who doesn't miss homesickness in the three rural areas, namely, Tang Gaoqu, North and South Qian Shan and Wanshan, and Xuan Che? He is lonely and sad.