Homesickness is a dream that breaks the skyline, and homesickness is an inescapable net. From ancient times to the present, many wanderers have had cordial associations and deep memories of their hometown.
Use a poem I wrote to express my understanding of my hometown and homesickness.
1. "Water regulation? Homesickness (Longpu)
——/kloc-the twelfth lunar month of 0/898 (Gu Fei)
After Xinghua Zhu Yan, 30 passengers went to other places;
Looking up at the sky in the old garden, Daoxiang.
In the dream, frogs croak in early summer, and the singing breaks the firefly fan.
A corner of the courtyard is covered with flowers.
Several times in the middle of the night, the oblique moon entered the porch hall.
Gezhi is tired, strong and old, adding frost to the temples;
Blue mountains are far away, and homesickness is thousands of miles away.
There are also green peaks to sit on and streams to accompany.
Difficult but cool.
Ask the snow in the treetops, what's the temperature?
note:
Xinghua: Putian City, Fujian Province, was Xinghua House in Ming and Qing Dynasties.
Zhu Yan: The author of Zhu Yan Ji, Ke Qian, the second-year champion of Jingtai in Ming Dynasty.
Bamin: another name for Fujian.
2. "Seven laws? Chang Guixiang "
-Mid-Autumn Festival (Gu Fei)
Toad's light stretches out, and thoughts are condensed with bamboo shadows;
Last year, it was said that the cakes in the East Lane were loose, and today we will take the wind to Liubeibin.
Recall three dividends, a wisp of purple lotus;
Dimfragrance grows in the heart and warms up, and autumn returns to illusion and truth.
note:
Song Dong: The name of the ancient garden.
For thousands of years, the migration of literati has left many sincere and well-known China chapters: magnificent words, fresh and meaningful poems, simple and plain language; Full of strong and mellow nostalgia for hometown, expressing the sadness of not going back to hometown and recording the eternal affection of an innocent child. So it touched the heartstrings of many readers and caused thousands of wanderers to sing.
Two Nostalgic Poems by the Ancestor Ke Qian
1. "Seven laws? Send Brother Shihua back to Keshan.
—— (Ming) Ke Qian
East wind blows branches, homesickness is sad;
Who knows? It's not like lying in bed listening to the rain.
Zuxi * * * poured official city wine and loaded Hanlin poems;
There is no gold as a birthday present, only peace and comfort.
2. "Seven laws? Send Brother Yuan back to Keshan in the Spring Festival Evening.
—— (Ming) Ke Qian
Guests like to see their hometown people, and the situation is that my family is flesh and blood;
Listening to the rain, spending the night alone in the pavilion, watching flowers and remembering eight pots of spring.
A clear bottle of green wine must be Shen Zui, with a yellow crock and tireless poverty;
Faming sees thousands of miles away, and the sad grass returns to Tianjin.
Note: Gong Hu is the Feng Shui Mountain in the old garden.
The sighs of some poets in past dynasties;
My hometown is very strong,
How bright the moonlight is at home! .
Qian Shan Wanshuihang,
Year-end return trip.