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Vacation in the mountains reminds me of my brothers in Shandong.
I am a lonely stranger in a strange land, and I miss my family more often during the holidays.
When I think of my brothers' bodies climbing high, I will feel a little regret for not being able to reach me.
Shang shan Zao hang
I began to recruit priests in the morning and felt sorry for my hometown.
When a chicken crows at the Maodian Moon, people walk on the Banqiao Frost.
Mistletoe leaves fall on the mountain road, and orange flowers are on the wall of the post.
Because they remembered Ling Du's dream, the geese returned home full of food.
Tang meets in the capital.
The road to the east of the old garden is long.
Tears in the dragon bell with double sleeves.
I'll see you soon. Without paper and pen,
Use your information to report peace.
People miss home every day.
Xue Daoheng
People only have seven days in spring.
I have been away from home for two years.
When people return to the geese,
Think before and after.
Travel to the north
Liuzao
It has been frosted ten times in Bingzhou Guest House.
Remember Xianyang day and night.
Change dry mulberry water for no reason,
But I hope Bing is my hometown.
On a spring night, I smell the flute in Los Angeles.
Lipper
Whose Yu Di flies in the dark,
Spring breeze scattered in Los Angeles.
In this serenade, I heard the sound of willows.
Who can't afford to be homesick?
Think of my brothers on a moonlit night.
Du Fu
The first call of wild geese on the border in autumn makes you lose everything.
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.
Coconut silk is good in Handan from winter to the sun.
Every winter solstice, I am accompanied by a hug lamp.
If you want to sit at home late at night, you should also talk about travelers.
Nanpubie
In the bleak drudgery of Nanpu, the autumn wind is bleak.
Turn back immediately, my heart is broken, so I can leave and don't look back.
Wang Yitai
Jing' an mansion, facing the willow in front of the window every day, is far away at this moment; At the station, the spring is fading and flowers are everywhere.
Spring scenery in the two places is the same day, which makes people homesick.
The trip was sent to Rongyu, Langzhong, Hunan.
The sound of flowing water by the cold river, bamboo shadow with the chaotic moonlight outside the window. Guimeng doesn't know how wide the lake is, but he returns to Luoyang at night.
Wang Yucheng
The horse crossed the chrysanthemum and crossed the mountain road, leaving the horse to walk freely. Listen to the sound of thousands of valleys at night and watch some peaks silent in the sunset. The leaves of huanghuali are as red as rouge, and the fragrance of buckwheat flowers is as white as snow. To my dismay, the village bridge is like my hometown!