Chinese textbooks for grades one to six are required to describe ancient poems about children and homesickness.

"Short Songs" is the day when the Tang Dynasty was born and came out. Going up the mountain late, going down the mountain ill. Thirty-six thousand dynasties in a hundred years, half a day at night will be better. There are songs and dances, so be sure to be early. Yesterday was better than today. People see men and women as good, but they don't know that men and women make people old. Short songs, no music. "Xuan Mo Map" is a colorful day lily flower planted in Wang Mian, Beitang, Luo Sheng. The south wind blows the heart, for whom do you vomit? A loving mother leans against the door, but a wanderer cannot walk. May the sun be sparse and the day be fearful. Looking up at Yunlin, I am ashamed to listen to birds. Arriving home at the end of the year shows that Jiang Shiquan's love for his son is endless, and he is happy at home. Cold clothes are needle and thread, and letters from home are ink stains. If you encounter pity, you will ask for it. I am ashamed of the son of man and dare not sigh. -Poems of the Four Seasons-Spring's "Eighteen Members of the Water Department in Early Spring" Tang Hanyu's Tianjie is crisp and crisp, and the grass is far and near. This is the most beautiful season of the year, far better than the late spring of the green willow. "Spring Festival travel rush in a hurry" Tang Du Fu tidbits late, flying eggplant light. As time goes by, the male bird is far away, and spring is far away. Chai Xiajing's "Early Summer is Things" Wang Song Anshi's hut has a bend in Liang Shi, and the running water splashes to the west. Warm wind gives birth to wheat on sunny days, and green grass wins flowers. Autumn "Looking at Qinchuan" Tang Liqian looks at Qinchuan, and the sunrise is the east peak. The weather is fine, and the mountains and water in the distance are clear and clean, so you can see it clearly; Chang' an city is winding and layered. Autumn wind blows, bamboo forests of every household are whispering, and the pine forests of Wuyue Mountain are covered with a layer of cool color. I have to sigh, it's cold and dew here, so I'd better go back. In winter, "recalling the snow in Hu Jushi's winter night", Tang Wangweihan even passed the arrow and looked down in the mirror. Hearing the wind blowing through the window, Zhu Cong shook the window and pushed open the door to see the snow-capped mountains. The drifting air makes the long alley quiet, and the snow-covered snow scene makes people realize the spacious leisure in the yard. Excuse me, how are you at home? It must be calm, and it's still tight to live in Chai Men. -Farewell Poem-"To Wang Lun" Don Bai boarded the boat and wanted to leave, when he heard singing on the shore. Peach Blossom Pond is deeper in thousands of feet than in Wang Lun! Li Bai bid farewell to Tang Dynasty, with a blue mountain line in the north and a white waterline in the east. Here we say goodbye to each other, and you, like losing your father, are floating in the wind and traveling far away. Floating clouds are like wanderers, like wandering, and the sunset slowly goes down the mountain, which seems to be nostalgic. With a wave of his hand, he will be separated from now on, and his friend on horseback will carry him on a long journey, blowing a long wind, as if reluctant to leave. Homesickness Poem Thinking of a Quiet Night Tang Libai, the foot of my bed is so bright, can it be frosty already? . I looked up at the moon and looked down, feeling nostalgic. "Mountain Festival Thinking of Shandong Brothers" Tang people are in a foreign land, and they miss their 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. "Looking at the Moon at Fifteen Nights" The crows in the atrium of the Tang Dynasty, and the silent and humid osmanthus. I don't know who Qiu Si will meet tonight. Zhang Tang, "Qiu Si", was born in Luoyang City and saw the autumn wind, which made him want 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.