2. Poems about homesickness in summer
Summer poems about hometown 1. What are the poems about homesickness in summer?
Weicheng district
Wang Wei
Weicheng is drizzling,
The guest rooms are green and willow.
I advise you to drink more wine,
There is no reason to go out of Yangguan in the west.
Thoughts in the dead of night
li po
Moonlight before bed,
People suspect that there is frost on the ground.
Looking up at the moon,
Keep your head down and think about your hometown.
Vacation in the mountains reminds me of my brothers in Shandong.
Wang Wei
As a stranger in a foreign land,
Please think twice about your relatives during the festival.
Know where the brothers climb,
There is one person missing from the dogwood.
Watching the moon on fifteen nights
Wang Jian
Bai Shu cheered in the atrium,
Coody Leng silent wet osmanthus.
Tonight, the moon is full of hope,
I wonder who Qiu Si belongs to.
There are fewer people in summer, but more people miss their hometown in autumn. Probably related to the bleak autumn.
2. Five poems related to the hometown season.
1。 Break up in a hotel in Nanjing
Lipper
A gust of wind blew and the catkins were fragrant. Wu Ji pressed the wine and advised the guests to taste it.
Comrades in my city came to see me off. When each of them drank his glass, I said to him when leaving.
Jun Qing asked the flowing water in the East if it could go further than the love of friends! .
2。 willow
Tang He Zhang Zhi
Jasper dressed up as a tree,
Ten thousand hanging green silk strips.
Not only did the thin leaves cut them,
The spring breeze in February is like scissors.
3。 Black night cry
Nan Tang Li Yu
The flowers in the forest have withered,
Too hasty,
Helpless, cold rain comes early and wind comes late.
Cochineal tears,
Stay drunk,
When does it weigh,
Naturally, people hate water when they grow up.
4。 Autumn ci
Since ancient times, I feel sad and lonely every autumn. I think autumn is more than spring.
When a crane flies in the clear sky, it brings poetry to Bixiao.
5。 Xia is thinking in Nange.
meng haoran
The shadow of the mountain rises suddenly, and the moon in the pond rises slowly from the east. Hang your hair in the shade at night, open the window and lie down in a quiet and spacious place. The evening breeze sent waves of lotus fragrance, and the dew on the bamboo leaves made a crisp sound. I thought I would want to make a song, make a song, I just hate my friends in front of me. Feeling for a night, I miss my old friends all night, and it is hard to miss them in my dreams.
6。 Buzo Yongmei
Lu you
Outside the bridge, the plum blossoms are lonely, no matter what.
Twilight arrival, plum blossom is helpless, exhausted, and has to withstand the wind and rain.
Plum blossoms don't want to compete for blooming, and the envy and rejection of flowers don't care.
Even after autumn, when it is ground into dirt and turned into dust, plum blossoms still emit fragrance as usual.
3. Poems about summer
-Yang Wanli's Little Pool 3. The moon is different, and Zhu is bright and clean.
(Du Fu's "Wandering in Sleep") 9 Panasonic Mao Ting is cool in May, and Ting Shayun's book is dark at dusk. (Dai Shulun's "The Tale of the Mountain of Thailand") 10 comes from going to Liang to meet a gull in the water.
(Du Fu's Jiangcun) 1 1 The wind comes and blows away, and the water under the lake looks like the sky. (Su Shi's drunken book in Wanghulou on June 27) 12 Plums are so sour that they splash their teeth, and the breeze chirps at midnight.
-Xin Qiji's Xijiang Moon 4. The trees grow dark in summer, and the balcony reflects the pond. -Gao Pian's "Summer in the Mountain Pavilion" 5. Clothes and towels are full of dates, and cars are ringing in the south of the village.
-Su Shi's "Huanxisha" 6. The fire is fierce.
At noon on a hot day. Turning the wind into chaos, everything is dust.
Returning to the window, the stream is full of mountains and rivers, and it is full of color. It's raining in the street, which takes people's knowledge, and Xiao He shows sharp corners. (Meng Haoran, "Passing the Old Village") The 8-path poplars are covered with white felt, the lotus leaves in the stream are stacked with green money, and the river is pointed and strayed into the depths of the lotus.
-Li Qingzhao's "Dream" 7. Lotus leaf skirt is cut in one color, and hibiscus flowers bloom to both sides of the face. -Wang Changling's Song of Picking Lotus 8. Dropping dew, the voice is sparse.
-Yu Shinan "Cicada" 9. The next day, the lotus leaf is infinitely blue, and the lotus flower reflects differently in the sun. -Yang Wanli's "Seeing Lin Zifang at Dawn in Jingci Temple" 1, Daohuaxiang said that there is a good year, listening to frogs, and the scenery is different at four o'clock. In the evening, dragonflies set sail: (Swim over the red stone and sail into the sea) 4. The bitter nights in midsummer are short, and the entrance is cool.
(Du Fu: "Summer Night Sigh") 5. Farmer Fang Xia Yun, sit down before I dare to eat. (Dai Fugu.
Summer Scenery [Tomorrow] At first glance, the scenery and rain in Zhu Zhanji are refreshing, with jade waves rippling and bridges painted flat. Swallows wear curtains well, while idle gulls flood lightly.
Xia Yi [Song] Bieyuan is pure blue in late summer and light blue in remote mountainous areas. [Tang] Jia Lang edited Xia Meng in the South of the Yangtze River and Planting Bamboo Shoots.
Qi is a castle and frog is an orchestra. Koike [Song] Yang Wanli's eyes are silent and pity the trickle.
Xiao-he just showed his sharp corners. -Xin Qiji's "Xijiang Moon" 2.
-Yang Wanli's Little Pool 3. Mingyue is not surprised. No one sleeps all day, and the breeze chirps in the middle of the night.
-Xin Qiji's Xijiang Moon 4. The trees grow dark in summer, and the balcony reflects the pond. -Gao Pian's "Summer in the Mountain Pavilion" 5. Clothes and towels are full of dates, and cars are ringing in the south of the village.
-Su Shi's "Huanxisha" 6. At noon, there was shade everywhere, and I strayed into the depths of the lotus.
-Li Qingzhao's "Dream" 7. Lotus leaf skirt is cut in one color, and hibiscus flowers bloom to both sides of the face. -Wang Changling's Song of Picking Lotus 8. Dropping dew, the voice is sparse.
-Yu Shinan "Cicada" 9. The next day, the lotus leaf is infinitely blue, and the lotus flower reflects differently in the sun. -Yang Wanli's poem "Jingci Temple sends Lin Zifang at dawn" describing summer. Jingci Temple sent Lin Zifang and Yang Wanli at dawn. After all, the West Lake is in mid-June.
I laughed alone when I slept, and the lotus was red in the sun. Several fishing flutes are in the blue waves, and it is clear in the sky and deep in summer. (Fan Chengda.
Several boats crossed Pukou, and a flute sounded in front of the mountain. (Cen Can, sitting alone on the mountain.
Sing and the breeze will rise. Wei's heart aches in summer.
(Bai Juyi: "Looking at Wheat Cutting") 2. Living in the city, it is still clear in spring and summer. (Li Shangyin, according to the water back to yan.
The dew orange hangs golden bullets, and the pomegranate is full of curtains. Lotus leaves are infinitely green.
When I listened to cicada [Tang], there was a new sound in the shadow of green locust, and the fog was thin and the wind was uneven. When you hear the Tao, you are always depressed and worried about the people.
Six words in summer [Song] Lu You swims in the west with a breeze, the moon sets all over the sky, and lotus flowers reflect the sun in a different way. When I slept in early summer (Yang Wanli), plum blossoms splashed my teeth, and banana trees covered the screens. Spring goes to summer, and the days are long and tired. After a nap, I feel depressed and watch the children play with catkins in the air.
In the middle of Sanqu Road (once upon a time), plums turned yellow and the sun was shining. Long ago, green dragonflies stood on the top. 1. I'm too tired to know the heat, so I'll return to the boat at night.
Across the tree, thunder struck the tree, adding four or five orioles: "The water pavilion sent Wang Huaying Shaofu back to the county") 8. Even the rain didn't know that spring would go, and the lotus fragrance filled the neighborhood. I dreamed of a wandering warbler, whose hands were tired, and I dreamed that the book in the afternoon was thrown away, but I regretted the long summer: (sunny)) 3. The first summer was peaceful, and the grass didn't rest. (Xie Lingyun: "Big Heat") 6. Everyone is bitter and hot. I love long summer days.
(Li Ang: Xia Lian) 7. Residual clouds collect summer heat, bananas spit white lotus, and all fires burn us. Bananas are divided into green screens, and new rain brings autumn haze. 1 Xiao He just showed his sharp horns, and a dragonfly stood on it a long time ago.
(Yang Wanli's Little Pond) It rains at home in Huangmei season, and frogs are everywhere in the grass pond. (Zhao Shixiu's "You Yue") The mountains and plains are all green, and the rules are raining like smoke.
(Weng Juan's April in the Country) The next day, the lotus leaves are infinitely blue, which is difficult to put back: Xiqing) 9. Qingjiang is a song that embraces the village. Everything in Changjiang Village is quiet. (Du Fu: Jiangcun) 10. Why do you hate Fang Fei's departure? Xia Muyang is cute.
(Qin Guan: "What I saw in March" [Qing] Yuan Mei's "The Shepherd Boy" rode a scalper and sang loudly. Suddenly want to catch the song of the tree, immediately stop singing and stand by the tree silently.
Midsummer [Tang] In the midsummer in the south of the Yangtze River, it rains like a river. The eaves are sparse and cobwebs are heavy, the scenery is far away, and the breeze is singing at midnight.
(Xin Qiji's "Xijiang Moonlight Walking on Huangsha Road") 6 Crystal curtains are breezy and full of roses. We watched the green trees around your village.
The mountain pavilion in summer, the tall trees are dark and long in summer, and the balcony reflects into the pool. The crystal curtains are blowing gently, and the roses are fragrant.
In summer, boarding a bus and building a pavilion, Cai Que's paper screen carnation square bed, and the shade of the trees shines on the water and loves sunny and soft. The mountain pavilion is high in summer, the trees are dark and long in summer, and the balcony reflects into the pool.
The crystal curtains are blowing gently, and the roses are fragrant. In summer, facing the rain [Tang], Pei Du went upstairs to avoid the midsummer.
The shade does not reduce the road. (Yang Wanli's "Seeing Lin Zifang at Dawn in Jingci Temple") How does Mingyue surprise Magpie?
(Yang Wanli's "Early Summer Break") Xia Huaming Wei Xia is green and dense, and summer is hot. Enlightenment will be troublesome.
Customs are easy to invade Try the awesome summer (a book poem). The hill is a warm fan.
The potential is good, and the job is good. The Forbidden City is full of candles and the ecliptic is lonely.
The setting sun is empty and the sunset glow is rolling. How to get tired of wandering, wandering alone in the middle.
In midsummer, the wind and rain are endless, and you are at home in the south, which is new every year. After the shad came out, the warbler was noisy, the plums were ripe and the wind and rain were frequent.
Guan Gai dared to invite fellow initiates as guests, but Sang Ma did not reduce her avoidance of Qin people. The setting sun is even bleaker, and the shadows are clear and the towel is in tune.
Xin Qiji Xijiang night Huangsha Road bright moon surprises magpies, and the breeze chirps at midnight. The cool evening breeze seems to have spread to cicadas in the distance.
In the fragrance of rice and flowers, people talk about the harvest of a year, and frogs croak in their ears, as if in a bumper harvest year. In the old days, Maodian was near the forest, and the road turned to the stream bridge.
-Late summer: Overnight in summer.
4. Beautiful sentences describing my hometown in summer
In midsummer, it is so hot that even dragonflies only dare to fly near the shade, as if they were afraid that the sun would burn their wings.
There is not a cloud in the air, there is not a wind, there is a scorching sun overhead, and all the trees are standing there listlessly and lazily. It was a long summer without rain, and the old loach in the field was turned white by the scorching sun. The stream near the village dropped several inches, and the stones above the water suddenly became bigger.
The willow tree in shady street looks sick, with a layer of dust hanging on its leaves and rolling on its branches; The branches are lazy and drooping listlessly. The willow trees in the street seem to be sick, and the leaves are hanging with dust and rolling on the branches, and the branches are still.
There is white light on the road, and the vendors dare not shout. The plexiglass signboard at the door of the store seems to have been sunburned. Summer in my hometown is quiet, lush, beautiful and colorful.
The wind blows with a slight warmth, and cuckoos sing from time to time. It is telling us: "Spring is over." Grass, reeds and red, white and purple wildflowers are steamed by the fiery red sun hanging high in the air, and the air is filled with sweet and intoxicated breath.
The clods on the ground were scorched by the sun, and a few potbellied dark brown crickets jumped around like springs. Spring goes with the falling flowers, and summer comes with green leaves in the warm wind.
In early summer, all kinds of wild flowers are in full bloom, red, purple, pink and yellow, like bright spots embroidered on green carpets; Crowds of bees are busy among the flowers, sucking the stamens and flying around with difficulty. The early summer sun shines through the dense branches and leaves, and the ground is covered with shiny spots the size of copper coins.
The remnants gather in the summer heat, and the new rain brings autumn haze.
5. Describe a good place in my hometown in summer
The fields in my hometown are beautiful and rich.
Spring has arrived, and the grass in the field is green, putting a new green coat on the earth. The willows have sprouted. A gust of wind blew like a beautiful girl playing with her long light hair. The bird was attracted by her beauty and couldn't help singing in the branches. Intermittent spring rains moisten the earth. I saw the smile of peach blossom, the shyness of pear blossom, the brilliance of cherry blossom and the delicate and charming orchid. It is really different. Spring is a vibrant scene.
The fields in summer are full of green rice and lush mulberry fields. Cicada "knows" in the tree, as if a concert was being held in midsummer, and the frog came to "croak" to accompany it, as if to say, "Sui Miao, grow up quickly!"
In autumn, heavy ears of rice bend over, and golden ears of rice roll up layers of "waves" charming autumn scenery under the push of autumn wind, which makes me intoxicated!
Homesickness Poetry in Summer 1.20 Homesickness Poetry
The homesick poem "Silent Night Thinking" (Tang Dynasty) Li Bai's bed feet are bright, is there frost? .
I looked up at the moon and looked down, feeling nostalgic. "A note to friends in the north on a rainy night" (Tang Dynasty) Li Shangyin asked that the return date was undecided, and the rain rose in the autumn pool in the evening.
When * * * cut the candle at the west window, but talk about the rain at night. "Looking at the Post Station" (Tang) Bai Juyi Jing' an's home has a window willow, and flowers are thrown on the ground in front of the post station.
Two beautiful springs, on the same day; At this time, family members miss their relatives outside, and people outside miss their families. "Nanpu Bie" (Tang) Bai Juyi Nanpu is sad, and the west wind is curling in autumn.
Turn back immediately, my heart is broken, so I can leave and don't look back. Night Thinking on the Winter Solstice Day in Handan (Tang Dynasty) Bai Juyi thought about the Winter Solstice Day in Handan, accompanied by the shadow of the lamp with his arms around his knees.
If you want to sit at home late at night, you should also talk about travelers. "Dengguazhou" (Northern Song Dynasty) Wang Anshi's Jingkou Guazhou is a water room, and Zhongshan is only separated by several mountains.
The gentle spring breeze turns green again, but, moon in the sky, when can you take me home? Farewell to Jingmen Ferry (Tang) Li Bai sailed to Jingmen Ferry, and soon you will be with southerners. At the end of the mountain range and the beginning of the plain, the river winds through the wilderness.
The moon rises like a mirror, and the sea clouds twinkle like palaces. The water brings you the feeling of home and makes your boat travel 300 miles.
New Year's Works (Tang Dynasty) The New Year only deepened my yearning for Liu Changqing and added a lonely tear to an exile. People who are exiled in old age rush ahead of me in spring.
The monkey came down from the mountain and pestered me. I was tortured like a bodyguard, so when will this day come?
Qiu Si (Tang Dynasty) Zhang Ji saw the autumn wind in Luoyang City and wanted the writer to write a meaningful book. When the letter is written, I am worried that I have not finished what I want to say; When the messenger started, he opened the envelope and gave it to him.
"Sauvignon Blanc" (Qing) Nalanxing Deshan is a journey, the water is a journey, the body is going, and the night is a thousand lights. When the wind changes and the snow changes, it is impossible to break the dream of hometown, and there is no such sound in the garden.
In addition to the night work (Tang) hotel, the cold light alone does not sleep, why does the guest's heart become sad? My hometown is thinking thousands of miles tonight, and it is another year of the Ming Dynasty. Miscellaneous Poems (Tang Dynasty) Wang Wei, you come from my old country and tell me what happened there! .
Leaning against the window and opening the first cold flower tomorrow? ? "Mountain Holidays Miss Shandong Brothers" (Tang Dynasty) Wang Wei is a stranger in a foreign land, and he misses his relatives every holiday. When I think of my brothers' bodies climbing high, I will feel a little regret for not being able to reach me.
Singin' in the Rain, Tang Juyi, Tanke Sashige, is deep here. In autumn, the sound of the beach is more urgent and the canyon is overcast.
Watching clouds cover your eyes, homesick for raindrops. How will you comfort your loneliness? Thanks to this north window piano.
"Cold food is in the guest" Li Tang's trip is cold food, homesick tears. The sound book is broken in the sky, and the peach and plum spring rain.
The muscles of the ribs came late, but the insects were tired of drinking, only for singing. How many people lost outside his suburbs and went out for an outing.
"Qiu Si by the River" Don Du Xunhe drove his horse down the river, and his homesickness grew step by step. Raise the whip and wave the willow color, and then lose the cicada sound.
Long road of autumn crops, about the ancient city of Leng Yun. The family is poor and rich, and there is no land to return to farming.
"Seeing Friends Crossing the South of the Yangtze River" Where is the homesickness in Tang Zhang Qiao, the world is turbulent. The shore is long and the group is late, and the lake is wide and sails in autumn.
Buy wine over fishermen, divide the lights and fish the boat. When Xiaoxiang sees a goose, it is advisable to travel alone.
"Tianjingsha Qiu Si" [Yuan] The old vines in Ma Zhiyuan are faint, the bridges are flowing, and the ancient roads are thin and thin. When the sun sets, heartbroken people are at the end of the world.
"Seeing Friends Crossing the South of the Yangtze River" Where is the homesickness in Tang Zhang Qiao, the world is turbulent. The shore is long and the group is late, and the lake is wide and sails in autumn.
Buy wine over fishermen, divide the lights and fish the boat. When Xiaoxiang sees a goose, it is advisable to travel alone.
"Homesickness" Tang did not thank for going north, and the letter from Yunnan did not return. If you don't sweep the flowers in front of the court, you will climb the willow outside the door.
Selling silver candles after sitting for a long time will lose face. Hanging in the autumn night, Wan Li shines on the mountains.
Homesickness Beyond the River Tang Wei Zhuang is sad in a foreign land every spring, and Du Qu oriole knows it. Seeing the setting sun on the river bank, it seems that my heart has been torn into pieces of willow leaves.
A berth at the foot of Beibao Mountain, Wang Wan, under the green hill, we meandered forward, me and my boat, along the green water. Until the river bank widens at low tide, and no wind blows my lonely sail.
... night gives way to the ocean of the sun, and the old year melts in freshness. Finally, I can send my emissary and wild goose to Luoyang:
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2. What are the homesick poems in summer?
Weicheng district
Wang Wei
Weicheng is drizzling,
The guest rooms are green and willow.
I advise you to drink more wine,
There is no reason to go out of Yangguan in the west.
Thoughts in the dead of night
li po
Moonlight before bed,
People suspect that there is frost on the ground.
Looking up at the moon,
Keep your head down and think about your hometown.
Vacation in the mountains reminds me of my brothers in Shandong.
Wang Wei
As a stranger in a foreign land,
Please think twice about your relatives during the festival.
Know where the brothers climb,
There is one person missing from the dogwood.
Watching the moon on fifteen nights
Wang Jian
Bai Shu cheered in the atrium,
Coody Leng silent wet osmanthus.
Tonight, the moon is full of hope,
I wonder who Qiu Si belongs to.
There are fewer people in summer, but more people miss their hometown in autumn. Probably related to the bleak autumn.
3. Nostalgia poems
1. I often go, Yangliu is Yiyi; Today, when I thought about it, it was raining-
2. Mourning songs can make you cry, but looking into the distance, you can turn to Angelica, a folk song of HanYueFu.
3. Humayi north wind, crossing the south branch of the Bird's Nest-nineteen ancient Korean poems.
4. But nothing grows without much love-Tang Mengjiao.
Now, approaching my village and meeting people, I dare not ask a question-Tang Song Wen Zhi.
You people from my old country, tell me what happened there! When you passed my window, was the plum blossom Han Mei's flower? -Tang Wang Wei
7. The foot of my bed is shining so brightly. Is it frosty already? Looking up, I found it was moonlight, and when I sank back again, I suddenly remembered my home-Tang Libai.
8. Where is your hometown? Unless you are drunk, forget it-photo by Song Liqing.
9. Think twice about your relatives during the festive season-Tang Wangwei.
10. I am looking forward to the moon tonight. I wonder who Qiu Si will fall into-Tang Wangjian.
1 1. Everyone gradually feels strange in the local accent, but they hate the warbler sound like the old mountain-the four empty pictures of the Tang Dynasty.
12. Only the lake is reflected in front of the door, and the spring breeze does not change the waves of the past-Tang He Zhang Zhi.
13. Teenagers leave home, old people return, and the local accent remains unchanged. Tang He Zhang Zhi.
14. He knows that the dew will be frost tonight, and how bright the moonlight is at home! -Don Du Fu.
15. Don't be sad, be sad, and part-the Warring States Period. Chu. Qu Yuan.
16. The day of parting is far away, but the day of clothing is slow-Korea.
17. Think before you fall-Sui Xue Daoheng.
18. Stay away from hatred like grass in spring. You can go further and live-Li Yu of Southern Tang Dynasty.
19. If you keep cutting, the reason is still chaotic, which means leaving sadness. Especially the general taste is in your heart-Li Yu.
20. It is easier to see when it is difficult than when it is gone. It's heaven and earth-Li Yu.
2 1. It is almost as difficult for friends to meet each other. As for the rising star-Don Du Fu.
22. I advise you to drink a glass of wine, there is no reason to go out and travel to the west-Don Wang Wei.
23. Mochow has no bosom friend in the road ahead, and there is no bosom friend in the world-Don.
24. The Peach Blossom Pond is deeper in thousands of feet than in Wang Lun-Li Bai.
25. The last time we met was among the flowers. The flowers that we parted have been in full bloom for a year-Don Wei Wu Ying.
26. It took a long time to meet her, and it took a long time to separate. The east wind rises and flowers fall-Don Li Shangyin.
27. Candles have a heart to say goodbye and cry for others until dawn. Don Mutu.
28. If there is no north-south road outside the door, people should avoid sad parting-Don Mutu.
29. A glass of wine for peaches and plums, Yi Deng for ten years-Song and Huang Tingjian.
30. Alone at the bottom of the river, the moonlight is like water. Where are the people who came to see the moon together? The scenery is vaguely like last year's-Don.
3 1. There should be no hate. When will it grow into a circle? -history
4. Ancient poems about missing hometown
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5. Nostalgia poems
Everyone is responsible for the fate of his country; Everyone has a responsibility to his country.
What do you dare to do to make a commitment to your country?
I am determined to dedicate my life to my motherland. Lu Xun's self-titled portrait
Is skull willing to make idle people old? The motherland would rather grab the ashes? Infinitely sad home country hate, Long song generous not wandering.
Qiu Jin's A King of Cambodia
I often think about my life and die for the urgency of my country.
Sima Qian's letter to Ren
Every man is responsible for the rise and fall of the world.
Wu's painful history
An inch of heart, only for the country.
Lu You takes rice in Jiangbei Village.
I dare not forget my motherland.
Lu You's Disease Book
Take national affairs as one's own responsibility.
Han Yu's Preface to Sending Xu Yingzhou
I will do my best for the interests of my country until I die.
Lin Zexu
The Huns are not extinct, why should they be extinct?
Huo Qubing
Since ancient times, no one has died in life, so shine on Han Qing with Dan's heart.
Every man is responsible for the rise and fall of the world.
Jingkang shame, still not snow; When will courtiers hate it?
Eat pork when you are hungry, and drink Hun blood when you are thirsty.
Stay from the beginning, clean up the old mountains and rivers, and go to the sky.
-Yue Fei
My smile goes from the horizontal knife to the sky and stays in the liver and gallbladder.
-Tan Sitong
Forty million people shed tears together. Where is China at the end of the world?
-Tan Sitong
In this life, who knows, my heart is in Tianshan, and I am always in Cangzhou!
-Lu you
Who knows? Although the temple is broken, the heart is not dead.
-Lu you
Chang' an fell, the country was broken, and only the mountains and rivers remained; Spring has come, and the sparsely populated Chang' an city is densely forested. When you feel it, the tears are fading, and the lonely birds sing their sadness.
-Du Fu
Strong women in business do not know how to hate their country, but still sing backyard flowers across the river.
-Du Mu
If Wei Qing, who attacked Longcheng, and Li Guang, the flying general, were alive today, the Huns would not be allowed to go south to spend their horses in Yinshan.
-Wang Changling
At that time, we met tonight, and Wan Li was homesick.
-Du Fu
The soldiers turned and looked at the border, thinking of home with longing eyes.
-Li Bai
Suddenly I heard that simple melody you sang, which made people cry.
-Du Shenyan
Therefore, when the great Song Jun team recaptures the Central Plains, you will hold a home banquet ceremony. Don't forget to tell me the good news!
-Lu you
The pipe strength is covered with frost. People don't sleep, and the general has white hair and tears.
—— Fan Zhongyan
numerous hills and streams
"Dapeng rides the wind for one day,
Soaring into Wan Li. "
Counting the children who have been loved for five thousand years:
Shameful bully,
Female scholar Su Shi.
Dancing and flying, waving a huge pen,
Number one in the world!
Suddenly, I heard the thunder outside.
Millions of creatures are happy.
Deserve righteousness and despise life and death;
Life is endless,
Struggle
How much pride is there in poetry?
Heaven and earth!
6. Poetry Challenge (write two sentences each). Poems about summer: poems about winter: poems about missing.
Poems describing summer: Xiao He just showed his sharp horns, and dragonflies had already stood on his head. In Huangmei season, it rains at home, and frogs are everywhere in the grass pond. Poems describing winter: Like the strong wind in spring, it blows at night and blows open the petals of ten thousand pear trees. There are several plums in the corner, and hanling blooms alone. Poems about homesickness: Spring breeze is green in Jiang Nanan, when will the bright moon shine on me? Seeing the autumn wind in Luoyang, I want the writer to write a meaningful book. The poem describing farewell is: I advise you to make another glass of wine, and there is no reason to go abroad. Then he disappeared around the corner, leaving only hoofprint. The poem describing the magnificent mountains and rivers is: looking at the inside and outside of the Great Wall, there is only infinity; The river flows up and down, losing its momentum. Tianmen cut off the opening of the Chu River, and Higashi Shimizu flowed back here. Poetry describing rural scenery: We look at the green trees around your village and the light blue in remote mountainous areas. Children and grandchildren don't work for farming and weaving, but also learn to grow melons by mulberry shade. Poems describing frontier fortress scenery: bouquet of wine, luminous cup, want to drink pipa immediately. The desert in autumn is full of grass and flies, and there are a few surviving watchmen by the lonely wall in the sunset. Poetry expressing patriotic feelings: Who has not died since ancient times, leaving a heart to shine on history.