1.10 poems with the theme of homesickness
1. Gradually I feel that the local accent is different when meeting people, but I hate that the orioles sound like the hometown
2. Only the door In the lake in front of the mirror, the spring breeze does not change the old waves
3. When the young boy leaves home and the old man returns, the local accent remains unchanged and the hair on the temples fades
4. The dew is white tonight, and the moon is bright in my hometown< /p>
5. Don’t be sad because of separation
6. We are far apart, and our clothes are getting slower with each passing day
7. When people return to the wild geese, they are thinking In front of the flowers
8. The sadness of separation is just like the spring grass, it will grow again after traveling farther
9. It is the sadness of separation that keeps cutting and keeping things in chaos. The feeling of separation is still in the heart
10. Tonight, when the moon is bright and everyone looks around, I don’t know who’s thinking about autumn
11. In the past, I left, and the willows clung to me; now I come to think about it, and the rain and snow are falling
12. A sad song can be a cry, and a distant look can be a return home
13. Hu Ma follows the north wind and crosses the bird's nest on the south branch
14. Whoever speaks of the heart of an inch of grass will be rewarded with three rays of spring< /p>
15. I am even more timid when I am close to my hometown, and I dare not ask the visitor
16. You come from your hometown, you should know the things about your hometown. Will the winter plum blossoms bloom in front of the beautiful window tomorrow?
17. There is a bright moonlight in front of the bed, and I suspect it is frost on the ground. I look up at the bright moon and lower my head to think about my hometown
18. Where is my hometown, forget it unless you are drunk
< p> 19. We will meet again soon without paper and pen, I will rely on your words to report peace20. It is easy to say goodbye, but it is difficult to see others. Spring is gone when flowers fall, and heaven and earth are different
21. Life is not the same Meeting each other is like participating in a business transaction
22. I advise you to drink another glass of wine, leaving Yangguan in the west without any old friends
23. Don’t worry about the road ahead without friends, and everyone in the world will not know you. Jun
24. The Peach Blossom Pond is a thousand feet deep, not as deep as Wang Lun’s gift to me
25. Last year I saw you in the flowers, but today it has been a year since the flowers bloom
26. It’s hard to say goodbye when we meet. The east wind is powerless and the flowers can wither.
27. Candles are willing to say goodbye and weep for others until dawn
28. If there is no north or south road outside the door, The world should be free from the sorrow of separation
29. A glass of wine in the spring breeze of peaches and plums, a lamp in the rainy night of ten years in the rivers and lakes
30. Go up to the river tower alone and think about it, the moonlight is like water and the water is like the sky. Come and look at the moon together Where are the people? The scenery is vaguely like last year
31. There should be no hatred, when will we grow apart and become full again
32. I hope that people will live long and be thousands of miles away from each other
33. I know from afar that my brothers have climbed to a high place, and there is only one less person planting dogwood trees.
34. Where is the country gate at dusk? The misty waves on the river make people sad.
35. Tian Jing Sha Qiu Si
[Yuan] Ma Zhiyuan
Withered vines and old trees and dim crows
Small bridges and flowing water and people's homes
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The west wind and the thin horse on the ancient road
The sunset
The heartbroken man is at the end of the world
36. New Year's Eve work
Gao Shi
The hotel is sleepless under the cold light, and the guests' hearts are filled with sadness.
I miss my hometown tonight, and worry about tomorrow for another year.
37. The garrison drum interrupts the pedestrian movement, and there is a sound of wild geese in the autumn.
The dew is white tonight, and the moon is bright in my hometown.
My brothers are all scattered, and I have no family to ask about life and death.
The letter sent was not delivered, and the army was not suspended.
38. I don’t know where to blow the reed pipe, and all night long I can see my hometown
39. Where to anchor the sail at sunset, the sight of the end of the world will break my heart
40. The spring breeze is green again on the south bank of the river. When will the bright moon shine on me again?
41. The drifting clouds are wandering, and the setting sun is the love of old friends
42. Hearing the broken willows in this nocturne, who can afford to leave his hometown? Love
43. Where can the sail be anchored at dusk? The sight of the horizon will break one's heart
44. Sitting high in the Mingyue Tower and leaning alone, the wine fills the heart with sorrow and turns into tears of lovesickness
< p> 45. Relatives and friends in Luoyang are like asking each other, a heart of ice is in a jade pot46. Traveling outside the green mountains, boating in front of the green water. The tide is flat, the banks are wide, the wind is blowing and the sail is hanging. Hai Ri is born and the night is over, and Jiang Chun is entering the old year. Where can the hometown letter be reached? Return to the Luoyang sky. 2. Ten poems about homesickness
⑴ New Year's Eve (Tang Dynasty) Gao Shi. The hotel is cold and the light is solitary that I can't sleep. What happened to the guest's heart?
My hometown is far away tonight, and I will have another year of frost on my temples tomorrow. ⑵ Returning home [Tang Dynasty] Du Mu The childish child held up his clothes and asked, why is it too late to return? ***Who fights for time and wins the hair on the sideburns? ⑶Xiang Si [Song Dynasty] Li Gou People say that the setting sun is the end of the world, but I can’t see my home even if I look to 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. ⑷The Capital Master got a family letter [Ming Dynasty] Yuan Kai. The river is three thousand miles away, and the family letter contains fifteen lines.
There is no other words to say, except to return home soon. ⑸ Watching the mountains with the Master Haochu and sending them to relatives in Beijing [Tang Dynasty] Dai Shulun The sharp mountains by the sea are like swords, and the coming of autumn cuts the heart of sorrow everywhere.
If you were to transform into hundreds of billions of people, you would go up to the top of the mountain and look at your hometown. ⑹ Wen Yan [Tang Dynasty] Wei Yingwu Where is my hometown? It is a leisurely time to return to your thoughts.
On an autumn rainy night in Huainan, Gaozhai heard the arrival of wild geese. ⑺Miscellaneous Poems (Wang Wei) You come from your hometown, you should know the things in your hometown.
Will the winter plum blossoms bloom in front of the beautiful window tomorrow? ⑻Title: Dayu Lingbeiyi (asked by the Song Dynasty) There are wild geese flying to the south in the dark moon, and the rumor ends here. My journey has not ended yet, when will I come back?
The river is still and the tide is beginning to fall, and the forest is dim and closed. In the Ming Dynasty, when you look at your hometown, you should see Longtou plum.
⑼ Crossing Jingmen to say goodbye (Li Bai) Crossing the distance outside Jingmen, I came to travel from the state of Chu. The mountains end with the plains, and the river flows into the wilderness.
Under the moonlight, there is a flying mirror, and the clouds are forming sea towers. Still feeling pity for the water in my hometown, I send my boat sailing thousands of miles away.
⑽ On a moonlit night, hundreds of millions of brothers (Du Fu) garrison drums interrupt the line of people, and the sound of wild geese is heard in autumn. The dew is white tonight, and the moon is bright in my hometown.
My brothers are all scattered, and I have no family to ask about life and death. Sending letters often failed to arrive, and the troops did not stop.
⑾Farewell (Folk Song of the Sui Dynasty) The willows are green and hanging on the ground, and the poplar flowers are flying in the sky. The wicker folding ruler and the flowers have all flown away. May I ask the passerby if he has returned? ⑿Watching the Moon on the 15th Night (Wang Jian) ??The white trees in the courtyard have crows roosting on them, and the cold dew wets the sweet-scented osmanthus silently.
Tonight, when the moon is bright and everyone looks around, I wonder who is missing in autumn thoughts. ⒀Meeting an envoy to Beijing. Looking eastward from my hometown, the road is long and my sleeves are full of tears.
We will meet soon without pen and paper, and I will rely on you to send messages of peace. ⒁Shier (Lu You) After death, I know that everything is in vain, but I am not as sad as Jiuzhou.
Wang Shibei fixed the day of the Central Plains, and he did not forget to tell Nai Weng about the family sacrifices. ⒂Yu Jia Ao (Fan Zhongyan) The scenery is strange when autumn comes under Saixia. The geese in Hengyang are leaving without paying attention. There are sounds from all directions.
Thousands of miles away, the smoke is long and the sun is setting, and the lonely city is closed. A cup of turbid wine can lead to a home thousands of miles away, but Yan Ran has no plan to return home.
The ground is covered with frost. When a man is sleepless, the general's hair turns gray and his husband weeps.
⒃ A cut of plum blossoms and a boat crossing the Wujiang River (Jiang Jie) A piece of spring sadness awaits the pouring of wine. The boats on the river are rocking, and the curtains on the upper floors are moving.
Qiuniang Ferry and Tainiang Bridge. The wind is blowing and the rain is falling.
When will I return home to wash my guest robes? The word "Yin" means "Sheng", the word "Xin" means "Xiang Shao".
The streamer can easily throw people away. The cherries are red and the bananas are green.
⒄The sky is clear and the sand is clear, Autumn Thoughts (Ma Zhiyuan) Withered vines and old trees, dim crows, small bridges and flowing water, people's homes, west wind and thin horses on the ancient roads. The sun sets in the west, and the heartbroken people are at the end of the world.
⒅ Inscription on the wall in prison (Tan Sitong) Looking at the door and stopping there, thinking about Zhang Jian, he endured death for a moment and waited for Du Gen. I am smiling towards the sky with my horizontal sword, leaving my liver and gallbladder intact.
⒆A chapter of reflections (Tan Sitong) All things in the world have experienced the sorrow of spring, and now they cry to the sky for rest. Forty million people burst into tears, wondering where China is in the world.
Reference materials: ?si=1 Thoughts in the poem 1. 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? (Wang Wei: "Miscellaneous Poems") 2. When the young man left home and his elder brother came back, his local pronunciation remained unchanged and his hair on his temples faded.
Children don’t recognize each other, and they laugh and ask where the guest comes from. (He Zhizhang: "Occasionally Returning to Hometown") 3. The audio book outside the mountains ends, and the winter returns to spring. I feel even more timid when I'm close to my hometown and don't dare to ask anyone.
(Song Zhiwen: "Crossing the Han River") 4. Traveling outside the green mountains, boating in front of the green water. The tide is flat, the banks are wide, the wind is blowing and the sail is hanging.
Hai Ri is born and the night is over, and Jiang Chun people are in the old year. Where can I find the hometown book? It's near Yanluoyang.
(Wang Wan: "Under the Cibeigu Mountain") 5. I am only seven days old and have been away from home for two years. After returning to the wild geese, my thoughts are in front of the flowers.
(Xue Daoheng: "People miss home every day") 6. There is a bright moonlight in front of the bed, which is suspected to be frost on the ground. Raise your head to look at the bright moon, lower your head to think about your hometown.
(Li Bai: "Quiet Night Thoughts") 7. The sound of someone's jade flute spreads into the spring breeze and fills Luo City. In this nocturne, I heard the broken willows, who can't help but feel the love of my hometown.
(Li Bai: "Listening to the Flute in Luocheng on a Spring Night") 8. It has been ten years since the guest house was in the same state, and I remember Xianyang day and night when I return home. I crossed the Sanggan River for no reason, but I thought Bingzhou was my hometown.
(Liu Zao: "Lvci Shuofang") 9. The garrison drum interrupts the pedestrian movement, and there is a sound of wild geese in the autumn. The dew is white tonight, and the moon is bright in my hometown.
My brothers are all scattered, and I have no family to ask about life and death. The letter sent was not delivered, but the troops were not suspended.
(Du Fu: "Remembering My Brother on a Moonlit Night"). 3. 10 Homesick Poems
1. I am more timid when I am close to my hometown, and I dare not ask anyone who comes. (Tang. Song Zhiwen. "Crossing the Han River")
2. Hu horses follow the north wind, and flying birds face the south branches. (Nineteen ancient Chinese poems. "Traveling, Traveling, Traveling")
3. Elegies can be used as weeping, and looking from afar can be used as returning home. (Yuefu of the Han Dynasty. "Elegy")
4. I am gone in the past, and the willows are still there. Now that I'm thinking about it, it's raining and snowing. ("The Book of Songs·Xiaoya·Plucking Wei")
5. Whoever speaks of the heart of an inch of grass will be rewarded with three rays of spring! (Tang. Meng Jiao. "Wandering Son's Song")
6. In front of the beautiful window tomorrow, the winter plum blossoms have not yet bloomed. (Tang Dynasty. Wang Wei. "Three Miscellaneous Poems")
7. Where is my hometown? You can forget it unless you are drunk.
(Song Dynasty. Li Qingzhao. "The Bodhisattva Man·The Wind is Soft and the Sun is Faint, but Spring Is Early")
8. Being a stranger in a foreign land, I miss my family even more during the festive season. (Wang Wei of the Tang Dynasty. "Remembering Shandong Brothers on September 9th")
9. Tonight, when the moon is bright and everyone is looking around, I wonder who is missing in autumn thoughts? (Wang Jian, Tang Dynasty. "Looking at the Moon on the Fifteenth Night and Mailing it to Dr. Du")
10. When meeting people, I gradually feel that the local accent is different, but I hate that the orioles sound like their hometown. (Tang Dynasty. Sikong Tu. "Five Poems in Manshu")
11. Raise your head to look at the bright moon, lower your head to think of your hometown. (Tang. Li Bai. "Quiet Night Thoughts")
12. Only the mirror lake water in front of the door, the spring breeze does not change the old waves. (Tang Dynasty. He Zhizhang. "Two Poems on Returning to Hometown")
13. There is no sorrow when parting comes, and no joy when there is new acquaintance. (Chu Ci. Nine Songs "Shao Siming")
14. We are far away from each other, and the clothes are wearing thin. (Nineteen ancient poems. "Traveling, Traveling, Traveling")
15. When people return home after the wild geese, their thoughts are in front of the flowers. (Sui. (Southern Tang Dynasty. Li Yu's "Qing Ping Le·Farewell to Spring")
17. Constant cutting and confusion remain, which is the sorrow of divorce. (Southern Tang Dynasty. Li Yu. "Meeting Happily")
18. It is easy to say goodbye but hard to see each other. The falling flowers on the flowing water are gone in spring (Li Yu of the Southern Tang Dynasty. "Lang Tao Sha Ling·The gurgling rain outside the curtain")
19. Life without seeing each other is like participating in business (Du Fu of the Tang Dynasty. "Gift to Wei Ba" Virtues")
20. I advise you to drink another glass of wine and leave Yangguan in the west without any old friends. (Tang Dynasty. Wang Wei. "Send Yuan Er Envoy to Anxi")
21. Last year, I saw you farewell in the flowers, and today it has been a year since the flowers bloomed (Tang Dynasty. Wei Yingwu. "Send Li Dan to Yuan Xi") < /p>
22. Candles are willing to say goodbye, and weep for others until dawn (Du Mu. "Farewell" of Tang Dynasty)
23. If there are no north and south roads outside the door, the world should be free from the sorrow of separation. (Tang Dynasty. Du Mu. "Farewell")
24. Peaches and plums in the spring breeze, a glass of wine, and ten years of rain in the rivers and lakes (Huang Tingjian, Northern Song Dynasty. "Sending Huang Jifu")
25 , I go up to the Jianglou alone and think about it, the moonlight is like water and the water is like the sky (Tang. Zhao Xia. << Feelings of Jianglou>>)
26. There should be no hatred, when will we grow apart and become round (Song Dynasty) . Su Shi. "Shui Diao Ge Tou")
27. I hope that people will live forever, thousands of miles away from Chanjuan (Song. Su Shi. "Shui Diao Ge Tou") 4. Who has 10 sentences about homesickness? Sentences, phrases
Thoughts on a Quiet Night
Li Bai
The moonlight shines brightly in front of the bed,
It is suspected to be frost on the ground.
Raise your head and look at the bright moon,
Lower your head and think about your hometown.
Recalling Shandong Brothers on September 9th
Wang Wei
Being a stranger in a foreign land,
Thinking of family members 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.
Watching 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 the moon is bright and everyone can see,
I don’t know who is missing in autumn.
Autumn Thoughts
Zhang Ji
Seeing the autumn wind in Luoyang City,
The desire to write is full of meaning.
I am afraid that I can’t say enough in a hurry,
Pedestrians are about to leave and open the seal again.
――
Autumn Breeze
―Liu Yuxi
Where does the autumn wind come?
Xiao Xiao sends the wild geese off.
When the morning comes to the tree in the courtyard,
the solitary guest is the first to hear it.
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Sauvignon Blanc
Nalan Xingde
A journey of mountains and a journey of water, walking towards the bank of Yuguan , thousands of tent lights late at night. The wind is blowing, the snow is blowing, my hometown dreams are shattered, and there is no such sound in my hometown.
The sky is clear and the sand is clear, autumn thoughts
The dead vines and old trees are dimly lit by crows, the small bridges and flowing water are home to people, and the old road has a westerly wind and a thin horse. The sun sets in the west, and the heartbroken people are at the end of the world.
People miss home every day
Xue Daoheng
It has only been seven days since spring,
It has been two years since I left home.
When people return home after the wild geese,
their thoughts are in front of the flowers.
<<Missing Hometown (Prose Poetry)>>
Thinking of my hometown, I miss my hometown inexplicably.
Hometown is an old wine brewed by wanderers from millet. The farther away it is and the longer it is left, the more mellow the wine tastes.
When I think of my hometown, I miss my hometown quietly.
Hometown is a delicacy that is full of color, aroma and taste, tempting travelers from far away to taste it.
When I think of my hometown, I miss my hometown silently.
Hometown is a fragment of Youzi’s childhood memory. The more Youzi thinks about it, the less he can process the clues, and it becomes increasingly impossible to edit a complete picture.
When I think of my hometown, I miss my hometown deep in my heart.
The longer you miss your hometown, the deeper your understanding of your hometown will be, and the greater the impact on your soul.
Hometown, how do tourists miss their hometown?
Missing my hometown actually means missing my childhood friends in my hometown, missing the old house, and missing the land. However, what Wanderer misses most is his old parents.
Hometown, missing my hometown, no reason to miss my hometown.
Whenever facing the bright moon in the sky, the longing for my hometown comes like a tide, and is as out of control as a flood.
Hometown, missing my hometown, there is no need for any excuse.
Wanderers miss their hometown all the time.
The moonlit night of Mid-Autumn Festival expresses my longing for you from thousands of miles away
A bright moon hangs high
It evokes endless thoughts in my heart
The posture of a wanderer looking around Piety
Better than a pilgrim
Looking at the same full moon over the distant North Country
Praying for the light that shines on my hometown
Can you fill my eyes with enthusiasm?
Bring back the moist tears
Qinghui washes my face and the sound of calling suddenly rises in my ears
Under the laurel, my mother's kind words are still there Face
What fell in the fragrance of flowers was the father standing in the sunset
The thin figure
The autumn rain fell
Tenderness rose spontaneously
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The wandering duckweeds hold the thread of longing
They will fly as far as the sky is big
The wandering footprints extend the blood of family love
< p> How wide the earth is, how deep it will penetrateCarrying this heavy debt
How long can I sigh to the moon
before I can fulfill my filial piety
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A slender reflection
The moonlight that shattered the ground
The flying eagle flying over the snowfield in my hometown
It was a dream that turned a thousand times The yearning to return
Looking back at the fruits of first love
Is it still hanging on the laurel tree of memory and emitting fragrance
In the bleak autumn wind on this moonlit night
Make a floating heart feel colder
The drizzle falls all night during the Mid-Autumn Festival
The rising tide in the chest breaks through the longing The river embankments are overflowing
The wanderer’s thoughts
I miss the mountains of my hometown
The mountains of my hometown are so green< /p>
I miss the water in my hometown
The water in my hometown is so green
I miss the clouds in my hometown
The clouds in my hometown are so green Light
Missing the people in my hometown
The people in my hometown are so dear
The longing of the wanderer
Day after day
p>I hope that people will be together with the green mountains, green waters and clouds for a long time
One day *** will be reunited 5. The author is the author of the ten poems about homesickness
1. "The Great Night's Work" Tang· Gao Shi
The hotel is so cold that I can't sleep alone, and the guest's heart becomes desolate.
I miss my hometown tonight, and worry about tomorrow for another year.
2. "Occasionally Returning to Hometown" by He Zhizhang of the Tang Dynasty
When a young boy left home and his elder brother returned, his local pronunciation remained unchanged and his hair on his temples faded.
Children who don’t recognize each other laugh and ask where the guest is from.
3. "Thoughts on a Quiet Night" by Li Bai of the Tang Dynasty
There is a bright moonlight in front of the bed, which is suspected to be frost on the ground.
Look up at the bright moon and lower your head to think about your hometown.
4. "Boarding at Guazhou" by Wang Anshi of the Song Dynasty
Jingkou Guazhou is separated by water, and Zhongshan is only separated by several mountains.
The spring breeze is green again on the south bank of the river. When will the bright moon shine on me again?
5. "Remembering Shandong Brothers on September 9th" by Wang Wei of the Tang Dynasty
Being a stranger in a foreign land, I miss my family even more during the festive season.
I know from afar that when my brothers climb to a high place, there is one less person planting dogwood trees everywhere.
6. "Tianjingsha·Autumn Thoughts" by Ma Zhiyuan of the Yuan Dynasty
Withered vines and old trees, dim crows, small bridges and flowing water, people's houses,
The old road has a westerly wind and a thin horse.
As the sun sets in the west, the heartbroken people are at the end of the world.
7. "Autumn Thoughts on the Bank of the River" by Du Xunhe of the Tang Dynasty
Driving horses along the river, homesickness arises every step of the way.
Raise the whip and wave the willow color, and the sound of cicadas will be lost.
Autumn crops are bounded by long roads, and cold clouds surround the ancient city.
When the family is poor and prosperous, they have no land to farm.
8. "Homesickness"
No one travels to Lubei, but the letter from Yunnan has not been returned.
If you don’t sweep away the flowers in front of the court, who will climb the willows outside the door?
Sitting for a long time will sell off silver candles, and the more worries will reduce the beauty.
The moon hangs in my heart on an autumn night, and the mountains are illuminated by thousands of miles.
9. "Homesickness in the Mountains in Winter" by Zhou He of the Tang Dynasty
The fields began to condense, and the sky became clear at dawn.
The trees are cold and there are few birds, and the mountains are far apart and there are few monks.
Close the windows against the sun and close the snow, open the furnace to release the inkstone ice.
Suddenly returned to his hometown and wanted to live in Xiling.
10. "Autumn View of Yunmeng's Old City" by Rong Yu of the Tang Dynasty
The ruins of the old country are here, and I want to visit the ancient city.
Once a person changes, a thousand years will be in vain.
Mengzhu Hong sounded late, and the trees in Jingmen looked autumn.
The clouds linger, hanging in the distance looking at homesickness.
11. "Homesickness Beyond the River" by Wei Zhuang of the Tang Dynasty
The sadness of being in a foreign land every spring can be known by Du Qu or Huang Ying.
On the banks of the river at sunset, there are traces of heartbroken smoke and willows.
12. "Looking from afar" by Yuan Zhen of the Tang Dynasty
The eyes are full of sad winter scenery, with many mangroves on the side of the mountain and the temple.
Zhongxuan sheds endless tears of homesickness, and the Zhang River flows eastward with jade waves.
13. "Poems of He Sanxiang" Tang Dynasty·Gaoqu
Thousands of mountains and mountains in the north and south, who wouldn't miss his hometown in Xuanche?
Fanghan’s sad past is left alone, and Tao Liyan is afraid of being hurt on the road.
14. "Homesickness" by Xue Tao of the Tang Dynasty
The water under Mount Emei is like oil, but my heart is not tied to the boat.
On what day the sails will leave Jinpu, and the sound of the rafts will sing in unison.
15. "At the foot of Cibeigu Mountain" Wangwan, Tang Dynasty
Traveling outside the green mountains, boating in front of the green water.
The tide is flat, the banks are wide, the wind is blowing and the sail is hanging.
Hai Ri is born and the night is over, and Jiang Chun is entering the old year.
Where can I get the hometown letter? Return to Yanluoyang. 6. Who has 10 sentences and phrases about homesickness
Jingyesi Li Bai There is bright moonlight in front of the bed, and I suspect it is frost on the ground.
Raise your head to look at the bright moon, lower your head to think about your hometown. Reminiscing about Shandong brothers Wang Wei on September 9th, I am a stranger in a foreign land, but I miss my family even more during the festive season.
I know from afar that my brothers have climbed to a high place, and there is one less person planting dogwood trees everywhere. Watching the Moon on the Fifteenth Night Wang Jian The white trees in the courtyard have crows roosting on them, and the cold dew wets the sweet-scented osmanthus silently.
Tonight, when the moon is bright and everyone looks around, I don’t know who is missing in my autumn thoughts. Autumn Thoughts Zhang Ji When I see the autumn wind in Luoyang city, I want to write a book full of ideas.
I am afraid that I can’t explain it in a hurry, and travelers are about to leave and open the seal again. ―The Autumn Breeze ―Liu Yuxi Where does the autumn wind come? Xiaoxiao sends the wild geese off.
When the dynasty arrives at the tree in the courtyard, the solitary visitor is the first to smell it. ― Sauvignon Blanc by Nalan Xingde One step away from the mountains, one step away from the water, walking towards the bank of Yuguan, a thousand tents of lights in the dark night.
The wind is blowing, the snow is blowing, my hometown is shattered, my dreams are gone, and there is no such sound in my hometown. The sky is pure and sandy, autumn thoughts, withered vines and old trees, dim crows, small bridges and flowing water, people's houses, west wind and thin horses on the ancient roads.
As the sun sets in the west, the heartbroken people are at the end of the world. People miss home every day by Xue Daoheng. It has only been seven days since spring, and it has been two years since I left home.
When people return home after the wild geese, their thoughts are in front of the flowers. > When I think of my hometown, I miss my hometown inexplicably.
Hometown is an old wine brewed by wanderers from millet. The farther away it is and the longer it is left, the more mellow the wine tastes. When I think of my hometown, I miss my hometown quietly.
Hometown is a delicacy that is full of color, aroma and taste, tempting travelers from far away to taste it. When I think of my hometown, I miss my hometown silently.
Hometown is a fragment of Youzi’s childhood memory. The more Youzi thinks about it, the less he can process the clues, and it becomes increasingly impossible for him to edit out a complete picture. When I think of my hometown, I miss my hometown deep in my heart.
The longer you miss your hometown, the deeper your understanding of your hometown will be, and the greater the impact on your soul. Hometown, how do tourists miss their hometown? Missing my hometown actually means missing my childhood friends, the old house, and the land.
However, what Wanderer misses most is his old parents. My hometown, I miss my hometown, I don’t need a reason to miss my hometown.
Whenever facing the bright moon in the sky, the longing for my hometown comes like a tide, and is as out of control as a flood. Hometown, missing my hometown, there is no need for any excuse.
Wanderers miss their hometown all the time.
The bright moon of the Mid-Autumn Festival is sent thousands of miles away to express lovesickness. The bright moon hanging high evokes endless thoughts in my heart. The posture of a wanderer looking around is more pious than a pilgrim. Looking at the same full moon in the distance over the Northland, I pray that the glow that shines on my hometown will fill me with enthusiasm. The moist tears in the eyes bring back the clear light to cleanse the face. The calling in the ears suddenly rises under the laurel. The mother's kind face is still there. In the fragrance of flowers, what falls is the father's thin figure standing in the sunset. The autumn rain is dripping. Tenderness rises spontaneously. The drifting duckweed is holding the longing. No matter how far the sky is, it will fly out. The wandering footprints extend the blood of family love. No matter how wide the earth is, it will penetrate as deep as it is. Carrying this heavy debt, I sigh to the moon when will I be able to fulfill my filial piety. A slender reflection shakes under my knees. The moonlight is shattered all over the ground. The flying eagle flying over the snowfield in my hometown was once a longing that has been dreamed for a thousand times. Looking back, is the fruit of first love still hanging on the laurel tree of memory, emitting fragrance? On this moonlit night, the bleak autumn wind infects a floating heart. It's getting colder and cooler during the Mid-Autumn Festival, when the moon is bright, and the drizzle falls all night long. The rising tide in my chest breaks through the banks of longing, flooding the river. The wanderer's longing misses the mountains of my hometown. The mountains of my hometown are so green. The water of my hometown is so green. The green clouds of my hometown are so light, the green clouds of my hometown are so light, the people of my hometown are so light, the wanderer's longing is so dear day by day, I hope that one day we will be reunited with the green mountains, green water and clouds for a long time. 7. Asking for 10 famous quotes about homesickness
Please ask me about Dongliushui, who is the right person for me? (Li Bai)
Where to anchor the sail at dusk, the sight of the horizon will break your heart. (Wang Wei)
Raise your head to look at the bright moon, lower your head to think of your hometown. (Li Bai)
I hope that people will live long and travel thousands of miles to meet the beautiful lady. (Su Dongpo)
Being a stranger in a foreign land, I miss my family even more during the festive season. (Wang Wei)
If you were transformed into hundreds of billions of people, they would disperse to the top of the mountain and look at your hometown. (Liu Zongyuan)
I don’t know where the reeds are blowing, and all the people are looking for their hometowns overnight. (Li Yi)
The spring breeze is green again on the south bank of the river. When will the bright moon shine on me again? (Wang Anshi)
The thoughts of wandering in the floating clouds, the love of old friends in the setting sun. (Li Bai)
Endless is the sorrow of separation, and I have thought about it all over the world. (Yan Shu) 8. Poems about "nostalgia", more than 10 sentences, please help
Yellow Crane Tower
Cui Hao
People in the past have ridden the Yellow Crane Go, the Yellow Crane Tower is vacant here.
The yellow crane will never return, and the white clouds will remain empty for thousands of years.
There are Hanyang trees in Qingchuan and Parrot Island with luxuriant grass.
Where is the country gate at dusk? The misty waves on the river make people sad.
Thoughts on a Quiet Night
Li Bai
The bright moonlight in front of the bed is suspected to be frost on the ground.
Look up at the bright moon and lower your head to think about your hometown.
At the foot of Cibeigu Mountain
Wangwan
Passengers pass by the green mountains and go boating in front of the green water.
The tide is flat, the banks are wide, the wind is blowing and the sail is hanging.
Hai Ri is born and the night is over, and Jiang Chun is entering the old year.
Where can I find the hometown book? Return to Yanluoyang.
Boating in Guazhou
Wang Anshi
Between Jingkou and Guazhou, Zhongshan is only separated by several mountains.
The spring breeze is green again on the south bank of the river. When will the bright moon shine on me again?
Crossing the Han River
Questions of the Song Dynasty
The audio book outside the Ling Dynasty is broken, passing through winter, summer and spring.
I feel even more timid when I'm close to my hometown, and don't dare to ask anyone.
Reminiscing about my brother-in-law on a moonlit night
Du Fu
The garrison drum breaks the line of people, and there is a sound of wild geese in the autumn.
The dew is white tonight, and the moon is bright in my hometown.
My brothers are all scattered, and I have no family to ask about life and death.
The letter sent was not delivered, and the army was not suspended. 9. Ten ancient poems about homesickness, their authors and sources
1) Looking across the countryside, I know where I am, envying the jackdaws, after dusk. A little bit, return to the willow. Looking at each other, only the mountains remain the same. -Song Dynasty, Jiang Jie
2) Where is the rural pass? The vast water clouds are confusing the north and the south. But there is a touch of cold green, and there is nothing in it, and the color of distant mountains. Tianya Road, guests on the river. If the intestines are broken, the head should be white. -Song Dynasty, Zhao Ding
3) Qilu works hard all day long, but there is no news from Xiangguan every other year. Like Fan Li, the boat is prosperous, and the sail is raised high to return to the five lakes. - Tang Dynasty, Wu Shanghao
4) Wandering gradually shakes the green grass outside, who misses the snowy garden east of the countryside. I don’t know where I am tonight, but a fishing lantern emerges from the reeds. - Tang Dynasty, Zhang Huan
5) When I wake up from drinking, my hometown is far away. The dawn breaks outside the shadow of the forest, and the sound of spring rain comes to an end. - Tang Dynasty, Li Changfu
6) Cold spring is suitable for alcoholism, and night rain brings homesickness. See you when the road is in danger, and the official will retire due to troubled times. - Tang Dynasty, Han Xie
7) The independent balcony overlooks Guangzhou, which adds to the homesickness of the guests. The late tide has not arrived yet the early tide has fallen, and Jingyi is temporarily leaning on the sand. - Tang Dynasty, Liu Yanshi
8) Driving horses along the river, homesickness arises every step of the way. Raise the whip to wave the willow color, and lose the sound of cicadas.
- Du Xunhe, Tang Dynasty
9) The night in my hometown is the same as the night in my hometown, and I feel the nostalgia of a foreign country. Then I have to take a rest and follow you to Yulou. - Tang Dynasty, Ouyang Zhan
10) The road turns south, but the heart returns to the north. Only the tears left from looking at the countryside dyed the bamboo into spots.
- Questions about Tang and Song