When I was young, I obeyed everything and didn't know what sorrow was. Same, flowers, carefree. Happiness is short-lived, with no regrets and no stay.
Gradually, I began to grow up. Left home and went to a distant place. I haven't been home for a long time. Mother sent a core. The contents of the letter made my eyes moist. I closed the letter and saw a stamp on the envelope. Small square, but holding me far away from home and my mother who looks forward to it day and night.
This is my first "worry" when I grow up-homesickness caused by stamps.
Grow up, more mature than before. But a little childish about love.
I came back from far away to visit my elderly mother. I should get married.
The bride is beautiful and virtuous. My mother and I are also very harmonious and happy. The wrinkles on mom's face are clearly visible. But a little happiness still exists. Beautiful bride, my return seems to smooth the wrinkles on my mother's face, which is no longer obvious and seems to be looming.
Soon, I went to that distant place again, leaving only my mother and bride. Mother's face lost a trace of happiness. I gave up, but I left anyway.
The result is more yearning for the bride, less communication with my mother, and gradually forgetting my mother, but the yearning for the bride remains the same. We started to go home at both ends in three days, and a boat ticket narrowed our distance. But my heart only has the position of the bride, and my mother only occupies a small corner.
Many years have passed and I have really grown up. Go back to my hometown again and visit my long-lost bride. Suddenly found that there seems to be one person missing at home. It turns out that mom is not at home, and she has gone far away. -heaven. Further than me. I am separated from her by a thick layer of soil, my mother is lying inside and I am standing outside. My thoughts with my mother suddenly returned to the starting point, endless and endless, and she left with her.
-the third point is the "homesickness" across the short grave.
My mother's departure didn't stop me from growing up. I grew up and even began to get old.
There are a few wrinkles on my face, but I still haven't lost a trace of sadness after vicissitudes. I still miss my mother. The child has grown up.
Gradually, I began to yearn for the mainland, feeling that my mother was there watching me and expecting me to come back to her. I often tell my children that there is something new in the mainland that will make you feel warm. Right here, on the other side of the channel. Just cross the shallow channel of this bay and you can reach it.
So, with this hope, I hope I can return to my mother's side, that warm embrace. On the other side of the mainland-the strait.
I still miss it and look forward to it.
Until I leave, my thoughts will continue until I become "sad".
2. Imitate homesickness and give me a cup of Kuding tea.
Bitter taste of kudingcha as medicine.
It's homesickness Give me a cup of kudingcha.
Give me a yellow ribbon, yellow ribbon.
Yellow ribbon like a dream, expectation in a dream.
It's homesickness Give me a yellow ribbon.
Give me a handful of hometown, hometown.
The soil in my hometown is almost brown.
Hometown has the flavor of hometown.
Give me a handful of hometown, hometown.
Give me a spoonful of spring water from my hometown, spring water from my hometown
The springs in my hometown are clear and pure.
The spring in my hometown has a cold but warm feeling.
Give me a spoonful of spring water from my hometown, spring water from my hometown
Give me a beam of sunshine from my hometown, sunshine from my hometown.
The sunshine in my hometown is golden.
The sunshine in my hometown is warm and romantic.
Give me a beam of sunshine from my hometown, sunshine from my hometown.
There is a copy in my resource book that teaches this ... amazing ...
3. Imitate homesickness (Composition in Unit 4, Volume 2, Grade 7 of Chinese) Don't wait for time words and place words.
(Your name)
Menqiantou
Homesickness is a small residual ticket.
I'm at this end
The river is over there.
Yuanzili
Homesickness is a narrow food stamp.
I'm at this end
Wealth is over there.
Under the eaves
Homesickness is a dark sunset.
I am outside
The light is inside.
And there.
Homesickness is a rosy light.
I'm at this end
I hope it's over there
Not satisfied, hehe
4. Q: Imitating the poem "Homesickness" costs at least 0.27 yuan to open a library member to view the full content > Original Publisher: Laudemei's Dream-When I was a child, my dream was an ethereal cloud. When I grow up, my dream is a tall building. When I look up at this building, my dream is the rising sail. I measured the sail, and now my dream is a colorful canvas. I interpreted the canvas and presented the school when I was a child. This school is a paradise of dreams. I'm outside and my sister is inside.
When I grow up, school is a beautiful story. I'm inside and my parents are outside. Later, the school was a dark room. I was inside and I was very happy outside.
Now, the school is an ocean of knowledge, I am inside and the end is outside. Nostalgia is a little kite when I was a child. I dreamed here and grew up there. Nostalgia is a long letter I am here and my relatives are there. Later, nostalgia became a cage layer by layer. I thought nostalgia outside and now was a thick memory. Nostalgia is a warm sweater when I am ignorant in nostalgia. People who wear it knit here and go to school there. Nostalgia is a shallow stream. I stood at the end. My mother grew up in the source. A distant flute, where he played, where I listened. Now homesickness is a full moon. Everyone watching from this end is in pain. When they are desperate, pain is a long journey. When they are lonely, pain is a gathering of one person. When they start, they end themselves. When they are in trouble, pain is an infinite space. When I want to leave, I can't find the exit. When I am confused, pain is a constantly dividing cell. When I solved this, it began to breed happiness again.
5. Q: I simply found a parody poem "Homesickness". I don't know. Is that okay?
homesickness
Ignorant time
Homesickness is a warm sweater.
The person wearing it is at this end.
The weavers are over there.
after school
Homesickness is a shallow stream.
I stand at the finish line.
Mother is the source.
Grow up
Homesickness is a distant flute.
He is blowing over there.
I'm listening at this end
But now
Homesickness is a bright moon.
The viewer is at this end.
The man who is watching is over there.
painful
Desperate
Pain is a long journey.
For so long
Tired
Lonely time
Pain is one's dance.
Start with yourself.
The ending is also yourself.
Difficult period
Pain is an infinite space.
I want to leave.
But I can't find the exit.
When in doubt
Pain is a constantly dividing cell.
Solved this
This is breeding again.
happy
Hours later
Happiness is a little candy.
Hold it in your mouth
But my heart is sweet
After graduation
Happiness is a thick record of classmates.
There was a lot of people on every side.
The truth is concentrated in one place.
We'll talk about it later.
Happiness is a beautiful family portrait.
time goes by
But the smile will never disappear.
But now
Happiness is a warm letter from home
Lost?and?Found?
However, warm eyes