Looking at the moon, thinking of a distant one.
The moon, at this time is at sea, over the end of the world. People who love hate long nights and sleepless nights and miss their loved ones.
Put out the candle to love this moonlit room, and I wander in the deep night dew in my clothes. You can't have beautiful moonlight, just want to meet you in your dreams.
(Huaiyuan: I miss my relatives far away. Therefore, the whole poem "Looking at the moon and thinking far away" expresses the thoughts of relatives in my hometown. )
Where are people at night? Visit the moon in Chengtan. Long and spacious, longing for home. (Excerpted from "Night Journey of Xijiang River")
Recalling Jin Jun's two younger brothers in early autumn.
When the autumn wind comes to Zhu Jiang, I will leave my hometown. Lonely clouds are far away, and one leaf knows the depth.
Worry and joy taste the same domain, flying and singing in different forests. Looking at the northwest of Qingshan, it can be regarded as a white-headed song.
I am also a country girl, homesick and dreaming. (Excerpted from Returning to the South from Other Villagers)
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That's all I can think of for the time being