A simple poem about hometown handwritten newspaper 1. Hometown handwritten newspaper poems
Nostalgia in Poetry
1. You people from my old country, tell me what happened there! .
When you pass by my window, are plum blossoms blooming? (Wang Wei: "Miscellaneous Poems")
2. I left home when I was young, and my local accent has not changed.
Where do children come from when they meet strangers? (He Zhangzhi: Homecoming Book)
3. Leave the mountain to rest, winter will come, and spring will come.
The closer I get to my hometown, the more timid I am, afraid to inquire about people from home. (Song Wenzhi, "Crossing the Han River")
Under the blue mountain, my boat and I meandered along the green water.
Until the river bank widens at low tide, and no wind blows my lonely sail.
... the night now gives way to the ocean of the sun, and Jiang Chunren was in the old year.
I can finally send my messenger, the wild goose, back to Luoyang. (Wang Wan: a berth at the foot of Beibao Mountain)
It's only seven days in spring and two years away from home.
The day of returning home is behind the bird's return to the earth, but the idea of returning home has existed before the spring flowers bloom. (Xue Daoheng: "People are homesick every day")
6. The foot of my bed is shining with such bright light. Is it frosty already? .
I looked up at the moon and looked down, feeling nostalgic. (Li Bai: "Silent Night Thinking")
7. Whose rain flute flies in the dark, and the spring breeze permeates Los Angeles.
In this nocturne, the willow is broken, and no one can afford to be homesick. (Li Bai: The Flute in Los Angeles on a Spring Night)
8. It has been ten frosts in Bingzhou, and I miss Xianyang day and night.
For no reason, I crossed the mulberry river, but I hope that Bing is my hometown. (Liu Zao: "Journey to the North")
9. A vagrant hears drums that indicate fighting, and a wild goose rings in autumn.
The dew turns to frost tonight, and the moonlight at home is bright!
Brothers are scattered, and no one can ask about life and death.
Letters sent to Luoyang city are often not delivered, and wars often do not stop. (Du Fu: "Remembering Brothers on a Moonlit Night")
2. Hometown simple handwritten newspaper
A brief introduction to hometown 1. My hometown is a bright pearl beside the Yangtze River.
How many words can describe my feelings for you in my hometown? How beautiful my hometown is. The traffic is developed, the buildings are exquisite, there are green trees and beautiful flowers, sparrows are chirping on telephone poles, kittens are playing under trees, butterflies are floating among flowers, and vendors are surging in the streets like rivers. How nice my hometown is. The sky is crisp, the land is vast and sparsely populated, there are fragrant wheat, and the environment is good. Birds are singing on willows, dogs are flapping butterflies among flowers, people who like to travel come from afar, and enthusiastic people are crowded together with local products.
4. Hometown is like our mother, feeding us with every grass and tree. 5, people! No matter how long you have been away from home, no matter how high your status is, no matter whether you are poor or rich, the most difficult thing to give up is your feelings for your hometown. The most unforgettable thing is the landscape of your hometown, the food you want to eat most, the local accent and phonology you want to hear most, and what you want to do most is to contribute your strength to your hometown.
Three ornaments can be decorated with flowers, specialties and so on. There are suitable textures for reference in your hometown. Please adopt it in time. ⊙! Thank you.
The content of handwritten newspaper about I love my hometown is very simple.
My hometown is beautiful, with beautiful mountains, beautiful flowers and birds. The most beautiful is the reservoir. Do you know its beauty? I tell you, there are many willows around the reservoir. The breeze blew, and the willow fluttered with the wind, like a beautiful girl combing her long hair and playing hide-and-seek with butterflies and bees. Wild flowers are in full bloom near the reservoir, including safflower, purple flower and yellow flower. ...
4. Handwritten newspaper about I love my hometown, simple 100 words.
The content of handwritten newspaper about I love my hometown is very simple 100 words.
I love my hometown. Whether it's vibrant spring, tree-lined summer, fruitful autumn or snowy winter, my hometown is still my hometown, and my hometown has fascinating scenery all the time. Blue sky and fresh air are beautiful symbols of nature and my hometown.
5. Homesick handwritten newspapers need simple pictures.
Pictures can be seen (there are many versions):
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Content information:
The handwritten newspaper version should be used.
The sea rises and the moon rises, and the horizon at this time * * * "(Zhang Jiuling),
"I miss my relatives twice during the festive season" (Wang Wei),
"Looking up, I found that it was moonlight and sank again, and I suddenly remembered home" (Li Bai).
"He knows that the dew will be frost tonight, and how bright the moonlight is at home!" Du Fu,
"Spring breeze is green in Jiang Nanan, when will the bright moon shine on me" (Wang Anshi),
"At that time, the bright moon was like a colorful cloud" (Yan)
Thoughts in the dead of night
The foot of my bed is shining so brightly,
Is there frost already? ,
Looking up, I found it was moonlight.
Looking down, I feel nostalgic.
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6. Ancient poetry handwritten newspaper, concise and beautiful
After touring five mountain villages, pomegranate flowers suddenly increased.
The poet ate two dumplings, and the executive was on the mugwort. I'm still busy taking medicine and prescriptions, trying to get sick safely this year.
After this, it was time for the sun to set, and the family was ready to eat and drink. He drank the wine happily. Please come here to see chrysanthemums when the ninth festival comes.
The day of playing flute and drums is approaching, and the villagers are still dressed simply. Among Yi Mao's five poems, the five mountain villages in Lu You are good, and pomegranate flowers suddenly increased.
The poet ate two dumplings, and the executive was on the mugwort. I'm still busy taking medicine and prescriptions, trying to get sick safely this year.
After this, it was time for the sun to set, and the family was ready to eat and drink. He drank the wine happily. These five laws specifically describe the living habits of the Southern Song Dynasty during the Dragon Boat Festival.
The author ate a jiaozi with two horns and a moxa stick on its crown. Still vulgar, and busy storing and dispensing medicines, in order to be safe and disease-free this year.
In the evening, he drank happily. It can be reflected that the custom of the Dragon Boat Festival in the south of the Yangtze River has both the significance of commemorating Qu Yuan and the content of health care.
The race will cross the Liu Song Yuxi Yuanjiang Flat Dike in May, and people in the city will float with floats. The spirit sang for a long time, and the lamentation shook from then on.
Young fork strikes thunder, thunder, turbulence and sound collapse. The dragon trembled in the rain. Drink the river together.
The secretariat is in a state of change. It is revealed that nobles are divided into men and women. First, Yu Yong fought for encouragement, but the color of the champion did not fall.
Yum has its own early stage, and there is no fixed place to fly. Customs are as heavy as madness. At this time, we can see the beauty of clouds and rivers.
There are colorful flags on the shore as dumplings, and socks and Ling Bo play in the water. At the end of the song, people dispersed and worried, and the waterwheel called in front of Quting.
7. Poetry about loving hometown is urgent.
"Recalling Yangzhou" Xu Niang's face is hard to overcome tears, and peach leaves are easy to worry about.
The world is divided into three parts: Moonlit Night and Rogue, two good songs presented by Yangzhou, more than thirteen, and cardamom was the first in early February. In Yangzhou, the spring breeze blows all over Sanli Long Street. With beaded curtains, no one can match her beauty.
"Crossing Yangzhou" In those days, people in Wei Zhuang didn't know how to fight, and songs were everywhere. It is always spring in the flower hair cave, and there is wind in the bright moon clothes.
After Chu Huaiwang left, there were no chickens and dogs, and Emperor Yang came back for burial. Twenty-four bridges are empty, and Qingyang destroys Guanhe River.
A word to Han Chuo: Qingshan, the magistrate of Yangzhou, is covered with water, and the vegetation in the south of the Yangtze River is withered and autumn. The bright moonlight on the 24 th Bridge is a clear night. Where do you teach blowjobs? "A Tour of Huainan" Zhang Hu's ten-mile long streets extend in all directions, and the immortals are seen on the Yueming Bridge.
My life just coincides with the death of Yangzhou. I meditated on Tian Dumu, the tomb of Guanghao, Shan Zhi: I was sent to the Jianghu to carry wine, and the Chu people had a thin waist and a light palm. I have experienced the dream of Yangzhou for ten years, and I have won the reputation of a brothel. In autumn, I climbed the tower of Xiling Tower in Yangzhou.
Climb four wastes. The top is high and the vitality is close.
Mark the length of the sea cloud. Vientiane is divided into empty boundaries.
Draw a beam in three days. Water shakes the golden shadow.
When it's hot, every day is bling with jewels. Birds brushed Joan's curtains.
Embroidered archway. Eyes are broken with signs.
My heart flew away. The dew bath is white.
Frosted orange grapefruit yellow. Jade is visible.
Take a picture here. Li Bai: On the way to see Meng Haoran off, an old friend of Yangzhou stayed in the Yellow Crane Tower in the west, and fireworks went down to Yangzhou in March.
Sailing alone in the blue sky, I can see the Yangtze River flowing in the sky. 〈 Jiang Kui 〉 Xi Chunbing applied for Tianzi Day and gave it to Wei Yang.
At the beginning of the night snow, the wheat is looking forward to it. Entering the city, the city walls are depressed, the cold water is blue, the dusk is getting up, and the corner is sad.
I feel sad from it and feel sorry for past lives, because I am watching this song. Yan Qian, an old man, thought that he had the sorrow of parting, the name of "Left", the beauty of the west of the bamboo, and the beginning of the solution was few.
Ten miles after the spring breeze, the wheat is green. Since Huma went to see the river, he abandoned the trees by the pool and still hated talking about soldiers.
It's getting late and everything is empty. It is not surprising that Du's reward is too heavy now.
Vertically speaking, although the dream of a brothel is good, it is difficult to be affectionate. The 24th Bridge is still there, the waves are swaying, and Leng Yue is silent.
After reading the red medicine by the bridge, you will know who you should live for every year. Twelve songs to relieve boredom Du Fu and Shang Hu left Yangzhou and recalled the old post building in Xiling.
In order to ask the price of Huainan rice, the old man had a whim and wanted to travel to the East. The moon in Guangling is opposite to the moon, but Chen Yu and first frost have not gone upstairs, and Yangzhou is full of songs in the middle of the month.
Watching drunken dancing advocates building, I don't feel autumn in Suijialing. Guangling Poetry Quan Deyu Guangling is a real beauty, and this is Beijing in the Sui Dynasty.
Eight directions are called convergence, and five arrive like a plane. The big tower reflects the empty color, and the flute is sent to the camp.
There are heavy clouds on the platform, and the jade is clear. Crossing the water hub, pressing the clouds.
The brothel is sunny, and the spring breeze is good in the green fields. When the jade shines on the ground, the price of moths is the whole city.
Smile at each other before the lamp, and meet each other on strangers. The swaying bamboo is thin and covered with bright red.
The blue musk deer is far from scattered, and the orchestral strings are idle. Qu Shi keeps pen and ink, and his talent is casual.
The vast unexpectedly with all, Ran Ran will be what camp. And "Happy today, not famous after death.
If you are willing to study Confucianism, you will miss your life. At night, watching the lights in the night market in Wang Jian, Yangzhou, there are many high-rise customers.
It's not an ordinary day, as you heard. Recalling Yangzhou Xu Niang's thin face is hard to cry, but peach leaf eyebrows are easy to learn.
The glory of the land is three points, lovely Yangzhou, and you actually accounted for two points. Yangzhou is late in the morning, and Jinling is at low tide in the autumn.
Hey, the rainbow crosses Chuze, and the pale crimson tree sees Yangzhou. The night bridge is lit with stars, and the water Qiang is close to the bullfight.
Today, the custom of the street has changed, so there is no need to ask about the lost building. Three Yangzhou Spring Poems by Yao He (1) are cold food with no fog and no smoke.
Warm days condense flowers and willows, and spring breeze scatters orchestral strings. Gardens are mostly houses, with fewer chariots and horses than boats.
Don't ask tourists to stay. Tourists are sleepy and can't sleep. (2) Guo Man is spring, and the streets are full of incense.
The bamboo wind is light, and the flower dew is tired. Birds in the valley are still singing happily, and Fu Shan is even crazier.
Poor visit to the land, Yang-ti's country fell. (3) In the smoke and light of Jiangbei, Huainan wins in many things.
The city holds a candle, and the neighbor overflows the boat. You can only grow bamboo if you have land, but you can't raise geese without home.
Spring is a battlefield, and songs are everywhere. Three Yangzhou Mutu Poems (1) Yang Di's Tang Lei land, and the old buildings were hidden.
Who sings the tune of water, the moon is full in Yangzhou. A good horse should be idle and a daughter should swim in the dark.
I was drunk and young. I took off my purple fur. (2) Fireflies are released in the autumn wind, and spring grass is cockfighting.
The gold thread is carved away and the ring is picked up. The Shu boat is red and heavy, and it is getting heavier and heavier.
There are flashy things everywhere, but Wang Huainai came back. (3) The streets are full of willows, and the clouds reflect the twin cities.
The sky is beautiful and the people's songs are clear. Long sleeves between slender waists, and Yu Pei's miscellaneous tassels.
Axis countries are sincere and strong, extravagant but not famous. Since it is a sin of debauchery, it is better to be an emperor.
I sent Du Mu to the Jianghu to carry wine, with a thin waist and a light palm. Yangzhou's ten years, like a dream, wake up, but in the brothel women this is a fickle reputation.
At that time, people in Weizhuang, Yangzhou didn't know how to fight, and brothels were everywhere. It is always spring in the flower hair cave, and there is wind in the bright moon clothes.
After Chu Huaiwang left, there were no chickens and dogs, and Emperor Yang came back for burial. Twenty-four bridges are empty, and Qingyang destroys Guanhe River.
Guangling Cold Food Night Li Zhong Guangling Cold Food Night is luxurious and full of ritual. The purple stranger returns, and the red chamber is on the moon.
It's still late spring. Go for an outing tomorrow and dump him.
Chen Xiumin in Yangzhou enjoys the beauty of flowers, and the bright moon building has light in the first month. In China, banquets are held irregularly, and officials send sheep every day.
The silver bed was exposed to the cold and invaded Song Fan, while Luo Jianfeng lightly attacked the dance skirt. Huainan has a heavy supply of goods, and everyone said yes.
Recalling the past in Weiyang, Guangling City was once prosperous, and Yangdi Palace met Xia Zi. Yushu's songs are still full of songs, and Jin Fan is homeless.
The balcony is full of grass, and the wind and rain complain about falling flowers every year. The most affectionate willow is the willow, which still brings the cock crow in spring.
Chen Zilong, Yangzhou and Huaihai are all famous places, separated from the Southern Dynasties. Castle Peak half reflects Guazhou trees, and grass obliquely meets Yangzi Bridge.
With the misty clouds on the balcony of the garden, the flowers and moons in the Wu Palace send spring tides. The Bianhe River is full of newly planted willows, and the east wind still hates it.
Where can I ask Tang Lei about the ancient red tomb in Guangling? I still remember the music of Eastward Journey. The twenty-four bridges are chaotic, and the feet of three thousand temples are long.
No fireflies fly to Suiyuan, and Du Yu is also called Shugang. Jiangdu is full of the same dream, and the night flowers are like snow.
Huang Shen (1), a poet of Weiyang Bamboo Branch, blew through the moon with his flute, and the murder song was even more popular. No one is cold in Shui Ge, and Yuanyang goes deep into the lotus wind.
(2) Life only loves to live in Yangzhou, and Yang Chun holds her breath on the shore. I picked flowers from the garden and dressed casually. The water was green and reflected in a pink skirt.
(3) the courtyard will send a song until late spring, just like brocade grass. The original boat flies over to different places, and how much scenery belongs to the drinker.
(4) Draw eaves to warm spring, call pigeons, and harvest pears at dawn. Leaning against the mirror and facing the water, I plan to learn from Suzhou.
Yangzhou (the fourth choice) Zheng Xie (1) The original painting boat rides in the morning smoke, and the silk tube in the city makes money. A thousand adopted daughters teach songs first and plant flowers in ten miles.