There is a bright moonlight in front of the bed,
I suspect it is frost on the ground.
Looking up at the bright moon,
Looking down at my hometown - Tang Dynasty. Li Bai <
I am a stranger in a foreign land,
I miss my family even more during the festive season.
I know from afar that my brothers have climbed to a high place.
There is one less person planting dogwood trees everywhere. Wang Wei of the Tang Dynasty <
The country is broken by mountains and rivers, and the city is full of spring and deep vegetation.
I am moved to tears by the flowers, and the birds are frightened by the hatred.
The war rages on for three months, and a letter from home is worth ten thousand gold.
The white-headed scratches are shorter, and the lust is overwhelming.
I can’t sleep alone in the cold light of the hotel,
Why does the guest’s heart turn so sad?
I miss my hometown tonight,
It will be another year of frost on my temples. Written on New Year's Eve [Tang Dynasty] Gao Shi
The Loving Mother's Song
The thread in the hands of the loving mother,
The clothes on the wanderer's body.
Before leaving, there is a tight gap,
I am afraid that I will return later.
． You come from your hometown, you should know the things in your hometown. The next day, in front of the beautiful window, the winter plum blossoms have not yet bloomed? (Wang Wei: "Miscellaneous Poems")
The young man left home and the boss returned,
The local pronunciation has not changed, and the hair on the temples has faded.
Children do not recognize each other,
laughing and asking where the guest is from? (He Zhizhang: "Returning to Hometown")
Lingwai audio book fragment ,
After winter, spring returns.
I am even more timid when I am close to my hometown,
I dare not ask the visitor. (Song Zhiwen: "Crossing the Han River")
The guest travels outside the green mountains,
The boat travels in front of the green water.
The tide is flat and the banks are wide,
The wind is blowing and the sail is hanging.
Hai Ri is born and the night is over,
Jiang Chun people are in the old year.
Where can I find my hometown book?
I return to Yanluoyang. (Wang Wan: "Under the Cibeigu Mountain")
It has only been seven days since spring, and it has been two years since I left home.
When a man returns home after the wild geese, his thoughts are in front of the flowers. (Xue Daoheng: "Everyone Thinks of Returning")
The sound of someone's jade flute is flying silently,
Scattered into the spring breeze and filled Luo City.
In this nocturne, I heard the willows breaking,
Who can't afford the love of my hometown? (Li Bai: "Listening to the Flute in Luocheng on a Spring Night")
It has been ten years since the guest house was in the same state.
Returning to my heart, I recall Xianyang day and night.
I crossed the Sanggan River for no reason, but I thought Bingzhou was my hometown. (Liu Zao: "Lvci Shuofang")
Guards and drums cut off people's walking,
There is a sound of wild geese in the autumn.
The dew is white tonight,
The moon is bright in my hometown.
Any brothers are scattered,
Without a family, I wonder about life and death.
The letter sent failed to arrive,
Kang Nai did not stop the army. (Du Fu: "Reminiscence of Brother-in-Law on a Moonlit Night")
Whoever speaks of the heart of an inch of grass will be rewarded with three rays of spring.
Yellow Crane Tower
Qingchuan is full of Hanyang trees,
Parrot Island is full of luxuriant grass.
Where is the country gate at dusk?
The Yanbo River makes people sad.