Reminiscing about Shandong brothers on September 9
Wang Wei
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.
Looking at the moon on the fifteenth night
Wang Jian
Crows roost on the white trees in the courtyard,
The cold dew wets the sweet-scented osmanthus silently.
Tonight, when the moon is bright, everyone can see.
I don’t know who is missing my autumn thoughts.
Autumn Thoughts
Zhang
Books
Seeing the autumn wind in Luoyang City,
Winning writers are full of ideas .
I'm afraid I can't say enough in a hurry,
Pedestrians open the gate again before departure.
Hometown
Thoughts
[Song Dynasty] Li
Looking
People say that the setting sun is the end of the world, look to the extreme There is no home at the end of the world.
I already hate that the Bishan Mountains are blocking each other, and the Bishan Mountains are still covered by dusk clouds.
On a moonlit night, there are hundreds of millions of disciples
Du Fu
The garrison of drums interrupts the pedestrian movement, and the sound of wild geese on the edge of the sky is heard in autumn. The dew is white tonight, and the moon is bright in my hometown.
Miscellaneous Poems (Wang Wei)
You come from your hometown, so you should know the things in your hometown.
Will the winter plum blossoms bloom in front of the beautiful window tomorrow?