Please give me poems that describe homesickness. The more the merrier, thank you.

1. You come from your hometown, you should know the things in your hometown. In front of the beautiful window tomorrow, will the winter plum blossoms bloom yet? 2. When a young boy leaves home and his boss comes back, his local pronunciation remains unchanged and his hair on his temples fades away. Children don't recognize each other when they see each other. They laugh and ask where the guest comes from. 3. The sound and book outside the mountains are broken,

After winter comes spring again.

I am even more timid when I am close to my hometown,

I dare not ask the visitor.

4. Traveling outside the green mountains,

sailing in front of the green water.

The tide is flat and the banks are wide,

The wind is blowing and the sail is hanging.

Hai Ri is born and the night is over,

Jiang Chun people are in the old year.

Where can I find my hometown letter?

I return to Yanluoyang.

5. Spring is only seven days old, and it has been two years since I left home.

When a man returns home after the wild geese, his thoughts are in front of the flowers.

6. There is bright moonlight in front of the bed,

It is suspected to be frost on the ground.

Look up at the bright moon,

Look down at your hometown.

7. The sound of someone’s jade flute is flying quietly,

It spreads into the spring breeze and fills Luo City.

In this nocturne, I hear the willows breaking,

Who can't afford the love of my hometown?

8. It has been ten years since the guest house was in Bingzhou.

I return to my heart and recall Xianyang day and night.

I crossed the Sanggan River for no reason,

But I hope Bingzhou is my hometown.

9. The garrison drum interrupts the pedestrian movement,

The sound of wild geese is heard in the autumn.

The dew is white tonight,

The moon is bright in my hometown.

My brothers are all scattered,

I have no family to ask about life and death.

The letter sent failed to arrive,

Kang Nai did not stop the army.

10. Starting in the morning to recruit priests,

The traveler mourns his hometown.

11. The garrison drum cuts off the pedestrian movement,

The sound of wild geese is heard in the autumn.

The dew is white tonight,

The moon is bright in my hometown.

My brothers are all scattered,

I have no family to ask about life and death.

The letter sent failed to arrive,

Kang Nai did not stop the army.

12. Seeing the autumn wind in Luoyang city,

Writers are full of ideas.

I’m afraid I can’t say enough in a hurry,

Pedestrians open the gate again before leaving.

13. Being a stranger in a foreign land,

I miss my family even more during the festive season.

I know from afar that my brothers are climbing high,

There is one less person planting dogwood trees everywhere.

14. On the winter solstice in Handan Posthouse,

The shadows in front of the knee-hugging lanterns accompany you.

I want to sit at home late at night,

I should also talk about people traveling far away.