Write a poem about your hometown 1. Poems about your hometown.
You people from my old country, tell me what happened there! When you passed my window, was the plum blossom Han Mei in full bloom? -Tang Wang Wei >
The foot of my bed is shining with such bright light. Is it frosty already? Looking up, I found that it was moonlight and sank again, and I suddenly remembered home-Don Li Bai >
Where is your hometown? Unless you are drunk, forget it-Song Liqingzhao >
Miss your relatives more during the festive season-Tang Wangwei >
Looking forward to the full moon tonight, I don't know who Qiu Si will fall into-Don Wang Jian >
Everyone feels strange in a foreign language, but they hate the sound of singing birds like an ancient mountain-Don Sikong Tu >
Only the lake is reflected in front of the door, and the spring breeze does not change the old waves-Tang He Zhang Zhi >
Young people leave home, old people return, and the local accent remains the same. -Tang He Zhangzhi >
2. Poems about hometown
How bright the moonlight is at home! Home is the best and final destination of a poet's soul. Let's listen to the poet's exposition of home.
What is home? Home is the cold plum in Wang Wei's Miscellaneous Poems. "Before going to bed tomorrow, will the first cold flower bloom?" . Home is the bright moon in Li Bai's "Thinking of a Quiet Night", "Looking up, I found it was moonlight, and then looking back, I suddenly thought of home".
Home is Ma Zhiyuan's "sunset, heartbroken people in the end of the world" in Qiu Si. Home is, but I look towards home, the twilight is getting deeper and deeper, and the river waves of the Yellow Crane Tower in Cui Hao are covered with a sad mist. A wisp of melancholy.
Home is Li Bai's "Smelling Flutes in Luoyang on a Spring Night", "The rest of the flutes fly in the dark, scattered in the spring breeze, and full of Los Angeles". That sultry nocturne.
Home is the nocturne of "Hanshan Temple outside Gusu City, the midnight bell goes to the passenger ship" in Zhang Ji's a night-mooring near maple bridge. Home is Wang Anshi's "Dengguazhou", "Spring breeze is green in Jiang Nanan, when will the bright moon shine on me?"
Home is a note written by Li Shangyin to a friend in the north on a rainy night. * * * Cut the candle at the west window, it's time to say it's raining late. References:
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3. Poems about hometown
(1) in addition to the night [Tang] Gao Shi.
The cold light in the hotel stayed alone and didn't sleep, and the guest turned sad.
My hometown is thinking thousands of miles tonight, and it is another year of the Ming Dynasty.
(2) Home [Tang] Du Mu
The child held hands and asked, why don't you come back? * * * Who is fighting for time to win sideburns?
(3) Homesickness [Song] Li Gou
People say that the place where the sun sets is the horizon. I try to look at the horizon, but I can't see my home.
Castle Peak is being influenced by Castle Peak, which covers my sight. Twilight, Castle Peak.
[4] Yuan Kai [Ming] Letter
The river is three thousand miles long, and there are fifteen letters from home. There is nothing else between me, just telling me to go back to my hometown as soon as possible.
5] See the mountain with Master Haochu to send relatives and friends to Jinghua [Tang] Dai Shulun.
The sharp mountain by the sea is like a sword, and Qiu Lai cuts his heart everywhere.
How can we turn this body into tens of millions, scattered to the heads of state's homes to see!
[6] Yan Wen [Tang] Wei Wuying
Where is your hometown? It's leisurely to think about it. Autumn night in Huainan, the high house smells wild geese coming.
(7) Miscellaneous Poems (Wang Wei)
You have just come from our hometown, and we must understand the world. When you pass by my window, are plum blossoms blooming?
Inscription on the wall of Dayu Shanbei Inn (Song Wenzhi)
Nanfeiyan is on the cloudy moon, turning back here, just this month. Birds don't enter, but I don't travel far to Lingnan. I don't know when, when can I return home?
The tide receded, the river rippled quietly, the forest was dark and malaria was scattered. Tomorrow I will climb to the top of the mountain and look north at my hometown, or I can see the red berries on the top of the mountain.
(9) Farewell a friend at Jingmen Ferry (Li Bai)
Sail from Jingmen Ferry, and soon you will be with southerners. At the end of the mountain range and the beginning of the plain, the river winds through the wilderness.
The moon rises like a mirror, and the sea clouds twinkle like palaces. The water brings you the feeling of home and makes your boat travel 300 miles.
⑽ "Moonlit Nights" (Du Fu)
A vagrant heard drums heralding battle, and geese sang in autumn. The dew turns to frost tonight, and the moonlight at home is bright!
Brothers are scattered, and no one can ask about life and death. Delivering books is often late. What can we expect in a war? .
⑾ Farewell (Sui folk songs)
Willow green hangs down to the ground, and flowers are long and sultry.
The wicker folding ruler flies away. Will pedestrians come back?
⑿ Looking at the bright moon for fifteen nights (Wang Jian)
There are crows in Bai Shu and osmanthus in Coody Leng in the atrium.
I don't know who Qiu Si will meet tonight.
[13] When meeting a messenger who went to the capital.
The distance from the east home is very long, and the tears are wet and the sleeves are still flowing.
I'll meet you immediately, without paper and pen. Please tell my family that I'm safe.
[14] Xiuzi (Lu You)
I know that when I die, everything on earth has nothing to do with me. But the only thing that hurts me is that I failed to see the reunification of the motherland.
Therefore, when the great Song Jun team recaptures the Central Plains, you will hold a home banquet ceremony. Don't forget to tell me the good news!
⒂ the pride of the fisherman (Fan Zhongyan)
The scenery in Qiu Lai is different. The wild geese in Hengyang go unnoticed and ring all around. Thousands of miles away, the long smoke closes.
A glass of turbid wine is Wan Li's home, but Ran Yan hasn't come home yet. The pipe strength is covered with frost. People don't sleep, and the general has white hair and tears.
Showing a Chemei boat crossing Wujiang River (Jie Jiang).
A piece of spring worries about wine. The boat on the river rocked and the curtain moved upstairs. Du Qiuniang and Tainiang Bridge. The wind is floating and the rain is falling.
When will you go home to wash the guest robes? The silver word is the tone, and the heart word is the fragrance. Time can easily throw people away. Cherry is red and banana is green.
⒄ Tianjin Sha Qiu Si (Ma Zhiyuan)
Old vines are faint crows, small bridges are flowing, and old roads are thin horses.
When the sun sets, heartbroken people are at the end of the world.
⒅ Prison Theme Wall (Tan Sitong)
Desperate to stop thinking about James Zhang, he endured death and treated Dugan for a while.
My smile goes from the horizontal knife to the sky and stays in the liver and gallbladder.
Chapter of Trick (Tan Sitong)
Everything in the world has reached the spring sorrow, and now I cry to the pale ghost.
Forty million people shed tears together. Where is China at the end of the world?
4. Poetry related to hometown
1, the road to hometown
Days away from home
night
The way back to my hometown is always at the moment when I close my eyes.
Go deep into my heart and wander with my memory.
on the way home
It filled my childhood.
Sadness and joy are mixed. Sweet and sour. Tears and smiling faces
Now I think
Whether it is bitter or sweet.
That is a melodious song in my memory.
Touching the heart is like a clear spring.
Hometown road
Carrying my yesterday.
I was in rags yesterday.
Run with the wind
On the overgrown dirt road
Chasing the smiling spring
2. Homesickness in the rain
Continuous drizzle, continuous drizzle
The raindrops falling in the sky form lines.
It's like a wanderer cutting off his mind.
The rain in my hometown
A clean village must be washed again.
The wheat waves rolled in the villagers' dreams.
Smoke billowed from the corner of the eaves among the green trees.
Imagine climbing to the top of my hometown.
Father is sitting on the door of the old house.
Wipe the fatigue on your forehead with the back of your hand.
Light a cigarette and squint.
The rain kept dripping on the eaves.
Into a cheerful stream.
Flowing to the green fields
Step 3 sit at the door of your hometown
Sitting at the door of my hometown
Look at the clouds in the sky.
Tile blue sky
Because the more clouds, the deeper.
There is a thick bowl on the apricot tree in front of the door.
A donkey is chewing grass.
I don't know which donkey barked.
The donkey also raised its neck and barked.
A white rabbit
As white as snow.
I suddenly got a fright.
Paused and ran to the grass.
Several chickens are screaming.
Run out of the grass
One of them.
Swallow a bug when you stretch your neck.
A familiar voice
Let me see the crossroads.
Shoumama
Is driving the pig home.
4. Homesick songs
feel homesick
This is a melodious song.
Melodious and beautiful songs
Always in the middle of the night
The moon is high and the stars are blinking.
A wisp of Wei Yun was cut by the breeze.
Always on such a night.
I sing softly with a homesick heart.
Lovely and beautiful hometown
Blue sky, white clouds, green mountains and green waters
The golden wheat wave must be rolling in again.
You see, the corners of the villagers' mouths are smiling again.
Tonight, sleep quietly.
Sleep with my hometown in my dream
Have a happy dream.
When I wake up, maybe.
Father drove the donkey with a whip.
Hope a little more.
5. Hometown, my poem line
Hometown, a village lying in a ravine.
I want to use the pen in my hand
Rubbing the thoughts flowing in my heart.
Write a poem praising you.
Hometown, hometown
The rolling back of mountains in the sky.
The winding stream in the canyon sings softly.
Under the moon, the flashing lights are bean yellow.
The breeze lifted the night.
Time has given wings to the dreams of the mountain people.
Fly, fly ...
Fly to the glorious front
Hometown, in the dim candlelight.
Your son
Tap the keyboard with tears in your eyes
Line up the missing sentences into jumpers.
5. Poetry about loving hometown
Homesickness Poem: Thinking about the Night (Tang Dynasty) Li Bai, the foot of the bed is bright, is there frost? .
I looked up at the moon and looked down, feeling nostalgic. "A note to friends in the north on a rainy night" (Tang Dynasty) Li Shangyin asked that the return date was undecided, and the rain rose in the autumn pool in the evening.
When * * * cut the candle at the west window, but talk about the rain at night. "Looking at the Post Station" (Tang) Bai Juyi Jing' an's home has a window willow, and flowers are thrown on the ground in front of the post station.
Two beautiful springs, on the same day; At this time, family members miss their relatives outside, and people outside miss their families. "Nanpu Bie" (Tang) Bai Juyi Nanpu is sad, and the west wind is curling in autumn.
Turn back immediately, my heart is broken, so I can leave and don't look back. "I miss my home at night in winter in Handan" (Tang) Bai Juyi's "Winter in Handan", accompanied by a knee lamp shadow.
If you want to sit at home late at night, you should also talk about travelers. "Dengguazhou" (Northern Song Dynasty) Wang Anshi's Jingkou Guazhou is a water room, and Zhongshan is only separated by several mountains.
The gentle spring breeze turns green again, but, moon in the sky, when can you take me home? Farewell to Jingmen Ferry (Tang) Li Bai sailed to Jingmen Ferry, and soon you will be with southerners. At the end of the mountain range and the beginning of the plain, the river winds through the wilderness.
The moon rises like a mirror, and the sea clouds twinkle like palaces. The water brings you the feeling of home and makes your boat travel 300 miles.
New Year's Works (Tang Dynasty) The New Year only deepened my yearning for Liu Changqing and added a lonely tear to an exile. People who are exiled in old age rush ahead of me in spring.
The monkey came down from the mountain and pestered me. I was tortured like a bodyguard, so when will this day come?
Qiu Si (Tang Dynasty) Zhang Ji saw the autumn wind in Luoyang City and wanted the writer 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.
"Sauvignon Blanc" (Qing) Nalanxing Deshan is a journey, the water is a journey, the body is going, and the night is a thousand lights. When the wind changes and the snow changes, it is impossible to break the dream of hometown, and there is no such sound in the garden.
In addition to the night work (Tang) hotel, the cold light alone does not sleep, why does the guest's heart become sad? My hometown is thinking thousands of miles tonight, and it is another year of the Ming Dynasty. Miscellaneous Poems (Tang Dynasty) Wang Wei, you come from my old country and tell me what happened there! .
Leaning against the window and opening the first cold flower tomorrow? ? "Mountain Holidays Miss Shandong Brothers" (Tang Dynasty) Wang Wei is a stranger in a foreign land, and he misses his 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.
Singin' in the Rain, Tang Juyi, Tanke Sashige, is deep here. In autumn, the sound of the beach is more urgent and the canyon is overcast.
Looking at the clouds to cover your eyes, homesick for raindrops. How will you comfort your loneliness? Thanks to this north window piano.
"Cold food is in the guest" Li Tang's trip is cold food, homesick tears. The sound book is broken in the sky, and the peach and plum spring rain.
Not in the mood to drink, but there is reason to sing. How many people lost outside his suburbs and went out for an outing.
"Qiu Si by the River" Don Du Xunhe drove his horse down the river, and his homesickness grew step by step. Raise the whip and wave the willow color, and then lose the cicada sound.
Long road of autumn crops, about the ancient city of Leng Yun. The family is poor and rich, and there is no land to return to farming.
"Seeing Friends Crossing the South of the Yangtze River" Where is the homesickness in Tang Zhang Qiao, the world is turbulent. The shore is long and the group is late, and the lake is wide and sails in autumn.
Buy wine over fishermen, divide the lights and fish the boat. When Xiaoxiang sees a goose, it is advisable to travel alone.
"Tianjingsha Qiu Si" [Yuan] The old vines in Ma Zhiyuan are faint, the bridges are flowing, and the ancient roads are thin and thin. When the sun sets, heartbroken people are at the end of the world.
"Seeing Friends Crossing the South of the Yangtze River" Where is the homesickness in Tang Zhang Qiao, the world is turbulent. The shore is long and the group is late, and the lake is wide and sails in autumn.
Buy wine over fishermen, divide the lights and fish the boat. When Xiaoxiang sees a goose, it is advisable to travel alone.
"Homesickness" Tang did not thank for going north, and the letter from Yunnan did not return. If you don't sweep the flowers in front of the court, you will climb the willow outside the door.
Selling silver candles after sitting for a long time will lose face. Hanging in the autumn night, Wan Li shines on the mountains.
Homesickness Beyond the River Tang Wei Zhuang is sad in a foreign land every spring, and Du Qu oriole knows it. Seeing the setting sun on the river bank, it seems that my heart has been torn into pieces of willow leaves.
A berth at the foot of Beibao Mountain, Wang Wan, under the green hill, we meandered forward, me and my boat, along the green water. Until the river bank widens at low tide, and no wind blows my lonely sail.
... night gives way to the ocean of the sun, and the old year melts in freshness. I can finally send my messenger, the wild goose, back to Luoyang.
6. Poems about hometown
-Du Fu
A vagrant heard the drums heralding the battle, which was the first call of a wild goose on the border in autumn.
The dew turns to frost tonight, and the moonlight at home is bright!
Brothers are scattered, and no one can ask about life and death.
Letters sent to Luoyang city are often not delivered, and wars often do not stop.
————— Li Bai
Sail from Jingmen Ferry, and soon you will be with southerners.
At the end of the mountain range and the beginning of the plain, the river winds through the wilderness.
The moon rises like a mirror, and the sea clouds twinkle like palaces.
The water brings you the feeling of home and makes your boat travel 300 miles.
Spring in the north
Graceful birch has a long blue sky.
A slight southerly wind
Magnolia opened the hill.
Spring in the north
Ah, spring is coming in the north.
I don't know the season in the city.
I wonder if the season has changed.
Mom is still sending the package.
Send warm clothes to protect against the severe winter
Hometown, hometown, my hometown
When can I come back to your arms?
Residual snow melted the stream.
Dumuqiao Jpua
Larch with tender buds
Spring in the north
Ah, spring is coming in the north.
Although we love each other.
So far, I haven't expressed my true feelings.
It has been five years since we broke up.
My daughter is at peace.
Hometown, hometown, my hometown
When can I come back to your arms?
Tang Di is in a hurry.
Waterwheel cabin view
Children's songs sounded.
Spring in the north
Ah, spring is coming in the north.
My brother is like my old father.
A few quiet people.
Do you have time to worry about selling wine?
Have a few drinks occasionally.
Hometown, hometown, my hometown
When can I come back to your arms?
7. Poems about "Hometown"
I think people who write about their hometown are generally wanderers from different places, expressing their feelings of missing their hometown. This is called homesickness. The following are some poems and essays about homesickness for reference only.
Yu Guangzhong is nostalgic
When I was a child,
Homesickness is a small stamp,
I'm here and my mother is there.
When I grow up,
Homesickness is a narrow ticket,
I'm here and the bride is there.
Later,
Homesickness is a short grave,
I'm outside and my mother is inside.
now
Homesickness is a shallow strait,
I am here and the mainland is there.
Nostalgic love
The vernal equinox follows fear.
Tomb-Sweeping Day is not far away.
I actually understand Cantonese accent.
When the rain turns the vast land
Translate into cyan language
Here! You said that Futian village is over the water fence.
The soil of the old country is within reach.
But all I caught was a cold fog.
Miss Xi Murong
The song of my hometown is a flute in Qingyuan.
It always rings with the moon at night.
The face of my hometown is a vague disappointment.
Like waves in the fog
After parting
Homesickness is a tree without rings.
Never grow old.
Farewell to Cambridge Xu zhimo
I left quietly, just as I came gently;
I waved my hand gently and bid farewell to the clouds in the western sky.
The golden willow by the river is the bride in the sunset;
Beautiful shadows in the waves ripple in my heart.
Green grass on the soft mud, oily, swaying at the bottom of the water;
In the gentle waves of He Kanghe, I would like to be an aquatic plant!
The pool under the shade of the elm tree is not a clear spring.
It is the rainbow in the sky that is crushed in floating seaweed, precipitating a rainbow-like dream.
Looking for dreams? Support a long pole and swim back to a greener place on the grass.
Full of starlight, singing in the splendor of starlight.
But I can't play the piano, just a farewell flute;
Summer insects are also silent for me. Silence is Cambridge tonight.
8. Poems about hometown
The Book of Songs? Dongshan "I'm in Dongshan, no return. I'm from the east, and it's raining. "
I went home east, and Lucy was sad. Make a dress, not a medal.
The flier has a candle and breaks the mulberry field, so he stays alone. I'm in Dongshan and I'm not coming back.
I'm from the east. It rains when it rains. If the fruit wins, it will also apply to Yu Yu.
Evie is in the room, but she is at home. Town deer farm, bright, not terrible? Ekhuaiye! I'm in Dongshan, but I can't come back.
I'm from the east. It rains when it rains. Storks sing on the shore and women sigh in the room.
Sweep the dome and suffocate it. I'll get it. There is a bitter gourd. I have never seen myself in the salary of chestnuts. In these three years.
I'm in Dongshan and I'm not coming back. I'm from the east. It rains when it rains.
Cang Geng flies, shining with feathers. When his son came back, the emperor refuted his horse.
If you tie the knot yourself, your manners will be 90. Its new Confucius family, its old? My family lived in the Eastern Han Dynasty. Liu Xijun married me, relying on Wu Sun, the foreign king.
The vault is the room, the felt is the wall, the meat is the food, and the cheese is the pulp. I often feel homesick and sad. I would like to go back to my hometown for the sake of oriole.
The sorrowful poem Cai Yan lost power and influence, and Dong Zhuo was in chaos. If you want to usurp the throne, you must first harm the virtuous.
Forced to move to the old state to help the Lord strengthen himself. Xingyi division wants to * * for bad luck at home.
Excellent people come from the east and shine in the sun. The local people are very fragile, and all the soldiers are Hu Qiangren.
Hunting wild cities and besieging cities, I know what I want to break. There is nothing left, and the remains support each other.
A horse hangs a man's head, and a horse carries a woman behind it. Driving west to enter the customs, the road is dangerous and blocked.
I still care. My liver and spleen are rotten. There are several tens of thousands, and gathering is not allowed.
Still flesh and blood, afraid to speak. When you are depressed for a few minutes, you need to talk about your shortcomings.
If you want to be a pavilion blade, I can't live with you. How dare you spare your life? You can't stand being scolded.
Or add pestle, poison and pain are combined into one. The study is sad and the night is sad.
You can't have it if you want to die, and you can't have it if you want to live. It is a misfortune for people with pale faces.
Bianhuang is different from China, who is vulgar and unreasonable. There is a lot of frost and snow in the place, and Hu Feng starts in spring and summer.
Blow my clothes gently and let them sink into my ears. I miss my parents when I feel it, and lament the infinite.
It's always nice to hear that there are guests from outside. Welcome to ask about him. You need to reply to the village.
I hope that when I meet you, my flesh and blood will meet me. If you have to forgive yourself, you should abandon your son.
Heaven binds people's hearts, and it is too late to say goodbye. Life and death are always good, and we can't bear to say goodbye to them.
Hold my neck in front of my son and ask my mother what she wants. When people say that their mother should go, there is no time to return.
My mother has always been kind, so today is even more unkind. I am not an adult, so I don't care.
Seeing this collapse in five days, I was in a trance and crazy. Crying and touching, when you reply to doubts.
At the same time, they bid farewell to each other. I long for my return, and sad tears have destroyed the cracks.
A horse hesitated, but a car refused to turn. The audience was booed and sobbed as they walked.
To break the relationship and sign for the future. This is 3,000 miles long. When shall we meet again?
Read me out of my stomach and my heart will destroy me. Not only for the family, but also for China and foreign countries.
The city wall is a mountain forest, and the yard is full of Ai Jing. If you don't know whose bone it is, don't cover it vertically and horizontally.
When no one goes out, the jackal barks. Embrace the lonely scene, and you will lose your liver and lungs.
Looking at the distance, the soul suddenly flew. After the election, others will be lenient.
In order to recover, there is no need to say it. Entrust your life to a new person and try your best to encourage yourself.
Being stingy, I am often afraid of donating again. The geometry of life, you worry all the year round.
The fifteenth army recruited Tang and the fifteenth army, and it took 80 years to return to China. Everyone in the village, who is at home? Looking into the distance is your home, with countless pines and cypresses.
Rabbits enter from the dog's sinus and pheasants fly from the beam. In the atrium, Green Valley was born, and in the well, Lv Kui was born.
Eat grains as rice and drink sunflower as soup. The soup and rice have been cooked for a while, and I don't know who it will be.
Going out and looking east, tears fell on my clothes. Seven sorrows. Secondly, Wang can, Han, Wei and Jing are not my hometown. What is long-term stagnation? The ark belongs to the river, and I am worried at sunset.
The mountains are full of shade and the rocks are full of shade. The fox rushed to the cave and the bird flew to the forest.
The waves are ringing and monkeys are singing on the shore. The wind blows the robe, and the dew touches the skirt.
I couldn't sleep all night, so I took my clothes and played the piano. Sitong touched people's hearts and gave me a mournful cry.
The journey is endless, and it is difficult to have concerns. Farewell to Zhou Shangshu, Yu Xin, Wan Li Road, Yangguan, Southern and Northern Dynasties. No one came back, but the geese and Qiu Lai by the river flew south.
Xue Daoheng has only been in spring for seven days, and I have been away from home for two years. The day of returning home is behind the bird's return to the earth, but the idea of returning home has existed before the spring flowers bloom.
"Biography of Qinsi in Wei River" Cen Can Wei River flows eastward, and when it reaches Ji Zhou, it sends two lines of tears to its hometown. Shen Quanqi's Miscellaneous Poems, facing Huanglong City, our army was sent out a long time ago. The girls here looked at the same melancholy moon, which lit up our warriors in China.
Young wives dreamed of spring, and last night their brave husbands. In a big attack, Huanglong City was captured with flags and drums.
"Climbing the Xiaoyao Building" Song Wenzhi looked at Xiangguan upstairs, with clear water and clear clouds, and went to Hengyang for two thousand miles in the north. Goose has no reason to return the book. "Wei Shui homesick" Meng Jiao visited Qianlixin alone and returned to Qianlihe.
Home in Wu Chu township, tears send Δ xi ā? Br> Tubo Bieguan, on a moonlit night, Luwen is poor and barren, and you should also take a look at Beitang. Turn around and lie in the dark, unable to bear to see the round light.
Ouyang Xiu, Suyun's dream house, is dizzy when he comes, and private books are inseparable from dreams. After the dream, I opened the window to look, only to see the leaves of tung trees withered and the lotus flowers by the pool withered. It was autumn all night, but I slept in my dream, but turned a deaf ear.
Deng Guazhou Wang Anshi Jingkou Guazhou Yishui, Zhongshan is only separated by several mountains. The gentle spring breeze turns green again, but, moon in the sky, when can you take me home? The king of "To Wu" is still young at night, and Jiang is cool; Seeing that he has become a homeless person, he is still telling everyone about his hometown.
"Sleepover" Yuan Kai leaves the roots, the river is long, and the way home is endless. The new goose rains at night, and pedestrians are constantly intestines.
Ten years' footprint in Jiangxing Jincheng is uncertain, especially when people ask about their hometown. Don't let Huang Jingren's mother go to Heliang and worry about her tears for nothing.
This is a tragic snowy night in Chai Men. It is better to have children than nothing at this time. But seeing death on the battlefield, who will pity the lonely people?
Chen Ziang's "Experience the Third" Hu Qiang endless days, when will he come back from the war? Gao Shi's "Five Poems of Jimen" Oh, when will the Tatar army be conquered? My husband will come back from a long battle! .
Li Bai's new pipa dance in Midnight Wu Ge always stays behind the mountain. I can't listen to endless worries, and the high autumn moon shines on the Great Wall.
Wang Changling's "Join the Army" belongs to Yue Feng, and the moon outside the city is like frost. I don't know where to play the flute, and I want to find a man to look forward to my hometown overnight. Li Yi's "Listening to the Flute in the Surrender City" has a long way to go at the eastern end of the old country, and his sleeves are full of tears.
I'll meet you immediately, without paper and pen. Please tell my family that I'm safe. Cen Can's book "Welcome to the Capital" claims to be quite outstanding, which represents Yao, Shun and Chun.
Du Fu's "Twenty Rhymes for Wei Zuocheng Zhang Twenty-two" interprets the sword and travels west to Chang 'an. Look up at the gate of the courtyard, and the day will go.
Gao Shi's "Don't Wei Join the Army" laughs at the sky. Are our generation Artemisia people? Li Bai's children went to Beijing from Nanling. Could there have been frost on the bright line at the foot of my bed? .
I looked up at the moon and looked down, feeling nostalgic. August is longer, and people who are worried often get up early.
Closed doors and silence.