1, the clouds are still there, and I look at my homesickness. -Rong Yu's "Yunmeng Old City Autumn Hope"
2. A person is a stranger in a foreign land, and misses his relatives on holidays. -Wang Wei's "Thinking of My Shandong Brothers on Vacation in the Mountain"
3, there is no north-south road outside the door, and people should avoid parting. -Du Mu's farewell
4, hate is like spring grass, getting farther and farther. -Li Yu's "Qing Ping Le"
5. I advise you to drink a glass of wine and go out of Yangguan for no reason. -Wang Wei's "Cheng Wei Qu"
I don't know who Qiu Si will meet tonight. -Wang Jian's "Send Du Langzhong on the fifteenth night of the full moon"
It's been a year since we met and parted in the flowers. -Wei, "To My Friends and"
8. Where is your hometown? Forget it unless you're drunk. -Li Qingzhao's "Bodhisattva Man"
It was a long time ago that I met her, but since we separated, the time has become longer, and the east wind has started and a hundred flowers have blossomed. -Li Shangyin "Untitled"
10, everyone gradually feels strange in the local accent, but they hate the warbler sound like Laoshan. -Si Kongtu's Five Books
1 1. Spring breeze is green in Jiang Nanan. When will the bright moon shine on me? -Wang Anshi's "Dengguazhou"
12, it's sad, especially the general taste in my heart. -Li Yu's "Hui Huan"
13, you people from my old country, tell me what happened there! It's plum blossom. When you walk by my window, Han Mei is in bud. -Wang Wei's Three Miscellaneous Poems
14, looking up, I found it was moonlight, and when I sank back again, I suddenly thought of home. -Li Bai's Thoughts on a Quiet Night
15, Humayi north wind, crossing the south branch of the Bird's Nest. -Han's Nineteen Ancient Poems: Walking and Re-walking
16, an elegy can be a cry or a distant angelica. -Han Yuefu folk song "Elegy"
17, he knows that the dew will be frost tonight, and the moonlight at home is so bright! . -Du Fu's Moonlight Remembering My Brother
18, this serenade is full of broken willows, and no one can stand the homesickness. -Li Bai's "Smelling the flute in Los Angeles on a Spring Night"