Complete works of homesick poems in Mid-Autumn Festival

Homesickness poems in Mid-Autumn Festival are as follows:

1. Jun asked that the return date was undecided, and the rain rose in the autumn pool in the evening.

2. Spring breeze and green Jiang Nanan, when will the bright moon shine on me?

It was a long time ago that I met her, but since we separated, the time has become longer, the east wind has started and a hundred flowers have blossomed.

4. Endlessness means leaving sorrow and wanting to travel all over the world.

It's been a year since we met and parted in the flowers.

6. When you ask about the untimely return date, late rain will rise in the autumn pool.

7. I don't know how far and near you are and how desolate you are!

8. I don't know how far you are from me and how desolate you are!

9. Peach Blossom Pond is deeper in thousands of feet than in Wang Lun.

Missing in the long moon, missing in the dusk, missing in the autumn rain, beautiful scenery, it is easier to evoke the feelings of missing. The beautiful scenery also sets off those desolate beauty. I often think of my hometown and the pastoral life I yearn for. High and low sand piles and bunkers are our battlefields; Around the Spring Festival, my brother and I bought spring thunder and firecrackers and threw them into our trenches.

The blown sand flies; In summer, we stripped naked and piled up castles. Because of the rain, the wet sand is soft ... everything in my hometown is so special and always so quiet. Even Lianshui is so human, and singing at night is so quiet. The water in the stream is crystal clear. Summer is coming, we catch fish and touch shrimp in it. If we are tired and hot, we can just sit in the water and play.

There is a small bridge over the stream. Although it has been many years, it is still supported by its prominent shoulders. Crossing the bridge is an open field, where we fly kites in spring. In autumn, we take the harvested straw, play hide-and-seek on the straw pile, rest on the straw pile and sunbathe.

Whenever I think of the beautiful scenery of my hometown, I think of the beauty of people, the beauty of my hometown and the more beautiful scenery. There are many birds that can't be seen in the city. Although there are no places of interest, rows of green trees and bamboos constitute a green ocean, which is refreshing. Falling leaves, autumn is coming, and the cold autumn wind makes me miss my hometown in the bleak autumn wind.