However, if a peacetime letter goes wrong, there is no truce.
But tomorrow morning, over this mountain, you should meet Ling Toumei.
I looked up at the moon and looked down, feeling nostalgic.
The garrison soldier looked at the remote border town, and his hometown could not help but look sad.
The war lasted for more than half a year, and letters from home were rare, with a hundred thousand gold.
Thinking about Ling Du's dream, Hongyan returned to the pond.
The closer I get to my hometown, the more timid I am, afraid to inquire about people from home.
Looking at the clouds to cover your eyes, homesick for raindrops.
Cold food after a trip, homesickness and tears.
Driving along the river, homesick step by step.
Hanging in the autumn night, Wan Li shines on the mountains.
I suddenly returned to my old country and wanted to live in Xiling.
When the clouds don't disperse, I look at my homesickness.
Turn back immediately, my heart is broken, so I can leave and don't look back.
Jiang Nanan spring breeze is green, when will the bright moon shine on me?
Ask a cuttlefish and a glass of wine. How can an old friend be different?
Zhong Xuan is full of homesick tears, and Zhang Shuidong flows like jade waves.
North and South Qian Shan, Wanshan, Che Xuan who don't want home.
I'll meet you immediately, without paper and pen. Please tell my family that I'm safe.
Two beautiful springs, on the same day; At this time, family members miss their relatives outside, and people outside miss their families.
I am a lonely stranger in a strange land, and I miss my family more often during the holidays.
It is said that the scenery is all over the Yangtze River and the weather is fine.
I don't know where the bleak reed flute blows and I look at my hometown all night.
The annual autumn wind blows to Luoyang city, and my wandering son doesn't know how his relatives in his hometown are; Writing a letter to peace has too much to say and I don't know where to start.
Miss Donglu's residence, Taibai Jinling poem.
My hometown is a thousand miles away tonight, and first frost will be next year.
The moon is full of hope tonight. I don't know whose house Qiu Si will be in.
On the road, endless homesickness rises, and green mountains and green waters seem to be their hometown.
2. What poems describe the return of swallows in spring? 1. Several early warblers compete for warm trees, and their new swallows peck at the spring soil. -Tang Bai Juyi's Spring Tour in Qiantang
Interpretation: The oriole in the tree is busy grabbing the tree that saw the sun for the first time in the morning, and knows whose swallow is under the eaves. At this time, it is busy making a nest with mud.
2, engaged in Chun Yan, end set in the tang dynasty. -Wei Rui "Wei Rui"
Commentary: It happened that in spring, the flying swallows gathered together in my hall.
3. The sun shines on the edge of Luoyang City, before Chun Yan dies in Tianyuan Pool. -Sui "Two Songs in Four Seasons"
Interpretation: The sun shines on the edge of Luoyang, and the swallows return to Tianyuan Pool in spring.
Swallows still come and fly in pairs during the Spring Festival. -Don Mao Wenxi's "Screen Window Hate"
Commentary: In spring, swallows come and Shuang Yi flies back and forth.
5, Xinyan Xinyan undecided, Dong Jia Lv Chi Xijiajing. The sound of flying is melodious, circling the eaves and beams. -Wang Tangjian's "Chun Yan Ci"
Interpretation: Swallow, Swallow, why don't you settle down? The green pool in the master flies, and the well in the west flies. The chirping goes through the window, flies over the eaves for a while, and bypasses the roof beams for a while.
6. Chun Yan will return to China early next year, and the shutter should be recognized. -Song Fu Mei's "Qi Tianle Hu Ling Moves to a New House"
Commentary: Chun Yan will come back early next year, so I should be able to get to know him through the opening speech.
7. On the stream, only this plum has not been spent. When it comes back, Chun Yan will build a foundation. -Wang Songyan's "Two Rhymes Divide into Rites"
Interpretation: There are only plum trees and no flowers on the stream. When I came back, Chun Yan had built a nest.
8. The warblers sing in spring, and Lei Yan is fragrant in spring. -Song Zhao Bi.