2. Do you know how much you miss linglong dice Ann Monkey Bean? -The article "Two Southern Songs/New Poems"
I just hope your heart is the same as mine, don't miss it. -Li Chi Ngai's operator, I live at the head of the Yangtze River.
4. If you don't miss it all your life, you will miss it and hurt it. -Xu Zaisi's "Gui Ling Chun Qing"
When you enter my lovesick door, you will know that I am lovesick. -Li Bai's "357 words/autumn wind words"
6. If two kinds of feelings last for a long time, it will be sooner or later. -Qin Guan's "Queqiao Xianxian Qiao Yun"
7. bloom is full of flowers and flowing water. One kind of lovesickness, two places of leisure. -Li Qingzhao's "A piece of plum, red lotus root fragrance, residual jade in autumn"
8. I want to go crazy if I can't see you for a day. -Sima Xiangru's Yellow/Feng Qiu
9. I've thought about it for a long time and hated it for a long time. I wish I could stop until it was time to go back. -Bai Juyi's "Looks Speculative Liu Shui"
10. I'm afraid of lovesickness. I've already missed it. It's acacia's turn to quit, and there is a little bit between my eyebrows. -Yu Yan's "Sauvignon Blanc, Folding Flowers"
1 1. Return the pearl with tears, wishing we could not meet before marriage. -Zhang Ji's "Yin Jiefu Send Dongping Lishi Island"
12. Where there is poverty, there is endless acacia. -Yan Shu "Lou Yu Chunchun Hate"
13. The fallen flower is independent, and the swift is Qi Fei. -Yan Dao Ji's "Linjiang Fairy, Dream Back, Tower Lock"
14. You bury the mud under the spring to nail the bone, and I will send the snow all over the world. -Bai Juyi's Dream Micro
15. I know that this love will not have any result, but it can comfort my soul! . -Li Shangyin's Untitled, Deep in Mochow Hall
16. Silkworms in spring weave until they die, and candles drain the wick every night. -Li Shangyin Untitled It was a long time before I met her, but it was even longer after we broke up.
2. Are there any ancient poems describing autumn scenery or expressing homesickness: "Looking up, I found it was moonlight, and then sinking back, and I suddenly remembered home"-Li Bai's Thoughts on a Quiet Night, * * Looking at the bright moon, weeping for my heart, being sick in five places, all wishing for one "-Bai Juyi's Feeling of Looking at the Moon, but the full name is very long, so I don't want to. -Li Bai's "Smelling the Flute in Los Angeles on a Spring Night" He knows that the dew will frost tonight, and the moonlight at home will be bright! -Du Fu's "Remembering Brothers on a Moonlit Night", smelling the green river flute in autumn, leaning on the red-sleeved balcony at night-Xiangling poem in a Dream of Red Mansions, I don't know where to play the flute, but I want to look forward to my hometown all night-Li Yi's "Watching the Hometown and Listening to the Flute at Night" is now full of sea. A Thousand Li * * * Chanjuan "—— autumn scenery, the head of Su Shi's water tune song, said," Autumn is cloudy and frosty, flying late, leaving residual lotus to listen to the sound of rain "—— Li Shangyin stayed in the pavilion," Silver candle painted a cold screen, lightly waved a small fan to fly at fireflies "—— Du Mu's Tanabata "The rustling yellow leaves closed the windows, scattered. On the other hand, Cong Ju shed tears for two days, and he was alone in his hometown. Cold clothes push knives everywhere, and Baidicheng is in a hurry. There is a saying in Du Fu's Eight Poems of Autumn Prosperity: "There is a high wind in the sky, apes singing and birds singing, white sand in a blue lake, and fallen leaves like waterfalls. I think the long river is rolling in and returning three thousand miles. This autumn is sad, a hundred years of sorrow, climbing this peak alone, bad luck, heartache, tired wine and thick dust "-Du Fu's Ascending the Mountain".
The tears in my hometown are over, and I can see where the ferry is. Can someone tell me? Things are getting worse. On the lonely sail, the sky is getting dark. I miss my heart and the bright moon, and I will go with the wind until the yelang sets in the west. I find it is moonlight, and it sinks back, and I suddenly think of home.
I am a lonely stranger in a strange land, and I miss my family more often during the holidays. How bright the moonlight is at home! They are relatives of their hometown.
You have just come from our hometown, and we must understand the world. I am on a high mountain, looking at my hometown.
Hometown is intangible and can never be forgotten. Guazhou is at the mouth of Beijing, separated by several mountains.
Spring breeze comes to Jiang Nanan again, when will the bright moon shine on me? I left home when I was young, and my local accent has never changed. Outside the ridge, the sound is broken, winter returns to winter and spring returns to spring.
The closer I get to my hometown, the more timid I am, afraid to inquire about people from home. I can finally send my messenger, the wild goose, back to Luoyang.
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.
It has been ten frost 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.