Poems about missing hometown and relatives by the moon include: Thinking of a Quiet Night, Looking at the Moon and Nostalgia, remembering my brothers on a moonlight night, Guan Shanyue, Feeling at the Moon and so on.
1. Thoughts on 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.
2, "Looking Back at the Moon" Don Zhang Jiuling
the moon, grown full now over the sea, Tianya * * * At this time.
brings to separated hearts, the long thoughtfulness of night.
it is no darker though I blow out my candle, it is no warmer though I put on my coat.
so I leave my message with the moon, and turn to my bed, hoping for dreams.
3, "remembering my brothers on a moonlight night" Tang Du Fu
a wanderer hears drums portending battle, a wild goose sounds in autumn.
he knows that the dews tonight will be frost, how much brighter the moonlight is at home!.
o my brothers, lost and scattered, what is life to me without you?.
yet if missives in time of peace go wrong, what can I hope for during war?.
4. Guan Shanyue Tang Li Bai
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.
Garrison the border town, and think of home, with wistful eyes.
and of those tonight in the upper chambers, who toss and sigh and cannot rest.
5. Feeling at the Full Moon Tang Bai Juyi
my heritage lost through disorder and famine, my brothers and sisters flung eastward and westward.
my fields and gardens wrecked by the war, my own flesh and blood become scum of the street.
I moan to my shadow like a lone-wandering wildgoose, I am torn from my root like a water-plant in autumn.
*** You should weep when you look at the bright moon, for hearts, in five places, all sick with one wish.