Poem about homesickness by Wang Anshi 1. Wang Anshi's homesick poems
Wang Anshi (102 1- 1086), a famous writer and politician in Song Dynasty, was born in Linchuan, Fuchuan (now Fuzhou, Jiangxi).
The autumn wind in Bingshen in August is like a knife, and the desert is getting higher and higher. Looking at the cliffs of Nanshan, my heart is turning with the east water.
The date of return depends on the wine, so physiology should ask the wine mash. There are also poetry books that can comfort me, and there are not many hairs on the frost and snow.
Dengguazhou Jingkou Guazhou is a water room, and Qian Shan is only separated by several mountains. Since the spring breeze in Jiang Nanan is green, when will the bright moon shine on me?
Later, Cheng Zi said, traveling with Qujiang Tan, Qi An took care of five things and suffered from you for a long time. Looking at Nanshan in the distance, you can see that it is very scattered, so I found a way to climb the west road.
The platform was broken and there was a flat sand, 89 old trees and hazelnuts. Blowing the river in the southeast and leaning against the city in the northwest.
Pour pot language to climb high, but the shore is full of poems but sighs. Everything follows the white hair now, and it is easy to turn into yellow flowers every year.
Appreciate Pei Ruhui for two years, and the more people sing, the disease will invade the southeast. My son is not right, but my life also comforts Lv Hou.
Fresh and fresh fine chrysanthemum frost front core, the desert is sparse and cloudy. A glass of turbid wine is full of eyes in autumn, so I agree to pour it instead.
In spring, Ran Ran is in spring, and Feifei is competing with China. Yinger still wants old friends, and geese don't carry poor families.
There is sage wine in the room, and there is no car for the elderly at the door. Get drunk and think about the world.
Ten years of spring banquet, the villagers near the water are thinking. I hate it before I die today, and I can't bear to sing partridges frequently.
Wu received two rhymes, gave two pieces of bamboo and grass for more than five acres, and started the business of fern and spring fish. The family is poor and ashamed of money, and the village is better than the Chinese book.
I miss you during the day and talk about the distance, but I seem to escape in the green forest. The spring breeze is at the end of the pond, and there is a paper mill in the east.
The second rhyme, Pingfu Jinshan, will keep friends and relatives. At the end of the day, Haimen is horizontal and solid in the north, and the sand bank in the smoke is like the west. No boat is still smelling the flute, only the lights on the balcony.
Mountains and moons break into scattered gold, river winds blow water, and avalanches soar. I want a ride, but I hate it when I get to Fusang.
In the second rhyme, when I met Zi Gu, I talked less about when I would return to the plan, and the cold city looked back at nothing. The wild forest is thin and the golden sun is wrong, and the river bank is wide and surrounded by jasper.
The flying rabbit has heard of it, and Artest still hates losing Longquan. Distant bosom friends are more about remembering friends by the river and engaging in selfless and unique talents.
Uncle Er Yun gave poems away from poor winter and chased his way out of the Western Jin Dynasty, so he had to wait for spring. Fadan drowned Shiguo for a long time. At the beginning of his life, he comforted the villagers.
Say goodbye to the beautiful buildings in the north and return to the new town in Zhou Nan County. Ban Cao tears several rows of clothes, but it is a blind date.
The second rhyme is the third of three poems in Tang Palace-I'm thinking about this old man in the north and south, and I'm worried about the journey. The land is vast and sparsely populated, as low as five lakes.
Looking far away from the cloud, the moon is lonely. Generous autumn wind, sad songs are not bass.
The second rhyme is two poems by Zhang Ziye, written by Chikurinji. The water is deep, the stone road is deep, and there is a jungle in the barren water source. Green honeymoons. /honeymoon. /Several generations in Lan Ruo, yellow cranes were rich in gold.
The peaks of the ruins are all black and pink, and the cool smoke rises from one ear to the other. After ten years of separation from relatives and friends, I look back on the past and travel through the ancient and modern times.
I have been home for five years. I am tired of the wind, but my hometown still seems like a dream. Apes and birds don't have to look down, and the western hills should return with a smile.
When I am free, I feel poor and tired. Life depends on who is advanced and who is talented. Autumn night, I am more bleak, and the trees are green by the sand.
The transfer of gold from Jiangxi to Jiangxi through meticulous painting is the most gratifying thing for Zhang Bin's parents. The boss has always been really strong, and the second one is no different today.
There are rumors of joy, and it was not without success in the past. I hope new poems can be sent to me, and I will keep my feelings for ten years.
I have seen books donated with my uncle in the snow and sent them to the old mountain forest, and I have no intention of pursuing the past. Suddenly, the old friend took advantage of the snow, and the words before Yutang had to be searched again.
The scenery of Hu Aishu House is like flying chestnuts at the foot of Changshu Mountain and drinking white pigeons by the stream. I don't know if anyone else followed me here from you.
If you don't clean up your dusty life, current events will only drift. Seeing that I am bald, I am ashamed to dream of the southeast.
Isn't it fun to go back to China? You shouldn't idle about looking for trouble. Asahi came back and the saddle climbed higher.
Sad and sad, I miss Chung Shan Man. Why did you forget to travel and get drunk in a dream?
When I sent my second brother to Linchuan, it was windy in winter and I was freezing. At the age of 20, I am already very cold, and there is still a long way to go.
The heart of a horse with a dog can't walk a thousand miles. Let you worry about everything and work hard.
Blue light poetry book, full of tears. If you have no relatives, you will know that traveling far is a kind of harm.
The second sister in Jiangyin, the former state, paid tribute to water day and night, and the next chapter was devoted to water. I go to the water room and think about it every day.
If birds fly north, their hearts will always be in the south branch. Another example is the snake, and both the north and the south want to run together.
The dead are gone, and you are anxious to chase them. Life is bitter and lovely, when can I meet it?
Women return to the avenue and are good at poetry. Shu Yun left your car to comfort my kindness in class.
It can be seen that constant youth cannot be separated lightly, and it is also sad to meet again when you are old. Cao Cao's cups and plates are for laughter, and the faint light is for life.
Three years of self-pity for the lake and the sea, a thousand miles in the dust and sand. I want to know when I will send a book to read Yan Nanzheng in the later period.
2. Wang Anshi's three homesick poems
Three homesick poems by Wang Anshi;
1. board Guazhou
Guazhou, the mouth of Jingkou, is separated by a river, and Zhongshan is only separated by several mountains.
Since the spring breeze in Jiang Nanan is green, when will the bright moon shine on me?
2. Worried about Taiwan Province
There are 89 old trees and hazelnuts in the gradually flattened sand in the ruins.
Blowing the river in the southeast and leaning against the city in the northwest.
Pour pot language to climb high, but the shore is full of poems but sighs.
Everything follows the white hair now, and it is easy to turn into yellow flowers every year.
3. "Reward Pei Ruhui"
Two years' journey has made people sing and beg for more diseases in the southeast.
My son is not right, but my life also comforts Lv Hou.
Fresh and fresh fine chrysanthemum frost front core, the desert is sparse and cloudy.
A glass of turbid wine is full of eyes in autumn, so I agree to pour it instead.
1. Wang Anshi (102 118-1086 May 21) was born in Linchuan (now Linchuan District, Fuzhou City, Jiangxi Province). Li Qing two years (1042), Wang Anshi Jinshi. He has successively signed judges in Yangzhou, magistrate in Yinxian and judge in Zhou Shu, and achieved remarkable results. In the second year of Xining (1069), he served as a political commissar, met with the Prime Minister the following year and presided over the political reform. Because of the opposition of the old school, Xining went on strike for seven years (1074). A year later, Song Shenzong was put into use again and retired to Jiangning. In the first year of Yuan You (1086), the Conservative Party gained power and all the new laws were abolished. Yu Ran died in Zhongshan and was posthumously given to a teacher. Shao Shengyuan (1094) was named "Wen", so he was called Wang Wengong. Wang Anshi devoted himself to the study of Confucian classics and wrote books, which was praised as "learning Confucianism", initiated "learning Gong Jing" and promoted the formation of the style of study in the Song Dynasty. Philosophically, he expounded the formation of the universe with the theory of "five elements", which enriched and developed the thoughts of China and ancient naive materialism. His philosophical proposition of "dividing the old from the new" pushed China's ancient dialectics to a new height. In literature, Wang Anshi made outstanding achievements. His prose is concise, short and pithy, with clear arguments, strict logic and strong persuasiveness, which gives full play to the practical functions of ancient Chinese prose and ranks among the "eight masters of Tang and Song Dynasties". His poems are "thin but difficult to learn from Du Fu" and good at reasoning. In his later years, his poetic style was subtle, profound and simple, which had a unique style in the Northern Song Dynasty and was known as "Wang Ti" in the world. His poems are full of nostalgia and nostalgia, with broad artistic conception and simple images, creating a unique emotional world for literati. There are Wang Linchuan Collection and Linchuan Collection. Wang Anshi:
2. Wang Anshi's other homesick poems are as follows:
(1) Wang Anshi, spring day
Ran Ran Spring Festival Evening, Feifei competed with China on the same stage.
Yinger still wants old friends, and geese don't carry poor families.
There is sage wine in the room, and there is no car for the elderly at the door.
Get drunk and think about the world.
② Wang Anshi's "Home"
After five years of tiring travel, the old school still seems to be a dream.
Apes and birds don't have to look down, and the western hills should return with a smile.
When I am free, I feel poor and tired. Life depends on who is advanced and who is talented.
Autumn night, I am more bleak, and the trees are green by the sand.
3. Wang Anshi's homesick poems
Meihua Dengguazhou Dengfeilaifeng Lonely spring night is still like a pit and rain traveler's couple book Beishan merger book Mr. Hu Yang Bi Ge Shu Hu Yin Bi Qiusui cited topic too Bi Qingping Le Gui Zhixiang Fisherman Ao Deng Feilaifeng Ming Fei Qu Ming Fei Qu, Zhongshan Ganlu Shu Hu Yin Bi Gui Zhixiang read Qin and Han chess and Xue Zhaoming gambled on a plum blossom poem. Wang Bohu, the governor of suburban health, paid the splendid valley, paid the lotus to the Yellow River, sent Zhang Mingfu to complain about the waves and sand, and read the Mogu Valley in Boguazhou, showing that Secretary Zheng sent Wu Wuping a boat, looking at Jiuhua Mountain in the boat, and two fishermen, Ao Nan Xiangzi, looked at Jiangnan/Yi Jiangnan Qingping Lejiang to send a solid sentence, Hu Wei, took eighteen shots and sent it to mourn, but Confucius did not look at Jiangnan/Yi Jiangnan complaining about Xijiangyue. Song Huanxi, Sha Chiyan and Wu Chongqing's Snow read the History of Martial Arts and presented Chen with early Chinese characters, five willows, fables and nine poems recalling the past poems to show that foreign brothers sent Shen Xingzong to Hunan and sent Hui Sigui, a monk, to visit Jiuhua Mountain in a peaceful boat at the end of Qiantang. Two elegies out of Chu Shi Ge Jun complained about the grievances of Aonan Xiangzi, the fisherman of the Bodhisattva and Man Song. Looking south/remembering looking south/remembering apricot flowers in the north of the south of the Yangtze River, buying wine in the north of Baiji Mountain, and sending them to China in the same year, two things happened in the same year, five episodes of jubilation, watching geese on the pond, sending Huang Jifu to Jiasheng and Jinling, sending Dong Boyi to Jizhou for Qingming, Qingming, Huaihuai, Jinling, Qinhuai, and Qin Shihuang's autumn night boating, two sending Huang Jifu to Beijing, Liang Qing Temple, and four years old. Just send five poems about events to all the fathers and brothers in Quexia and the Shi Pingfu brothers. Send Li Daoren, Wang Fengyuan and Wu Chongqing, which is too much. I'll give you a website, which is very detailed.
4. Wang Anshi's two homesick poems
Dengguazhou Jingkou Guazhou is a water room, and Qian Shan is only separated by several mountains.
Since the spring breeze in Jiang Nanan is green, when will the bright moon shine on me? Later, Cheng Zi said, traveling with Qujiang Tan, Qi An took care of five things and suffered from you for a long time.
Looking at Nanshan in the distance, you can see that it is very scattered, so I found a way to climb the west road. The platform was broken and there was a flat sand, 89 old trees and hazelnuts.
Blowing the river in the southeast and leaning against the city in the northwest. Pour pot language to climb high, but the shore is full of poems but sighs.
Everything follows the white hair now, and it is easy to turn into yellow flowers every year. Appreciate Pei Ruhui for two years, and the more people sing, the disease will invade the southeast.
My son is not right, but my life also comforts Lv Hou. Fresh and fresh fine chrysanthemum frost front core, the desert is sparse and cloudy.
A glass of turbid wine is full of eyes in autumn, so I agree to pour it instead. In spring, Ran Ran is in spring, and Feifei is competing with China.
Yinger still wants old friends, and geese don't carry poor families. There is sage wine in the room, and there is no car for the elderly at the door.
Get drunk and think about the world. Ten years of spring banquet, the villagers near the water are thinking.
I hate it before I die today, and I can't bear to sing partridges frequently.
5. Nostalgia poems
Yellow Crane Tower
Cui Hao
The fairy of the past has flown away by the yellow crane, leaving only an empty Yellow Crane Tower.
The yellow crane never revisited earth, there have been no long white clouds for thousands of years.
Every tree in Hanyang has become clear due to sunlight, and Nautilus Island is covered with sweet grass.
But I looked at my hometown, and the twilight was getting thicker, and the mist of sadness was filled on the river waves.
Thoughts in the dead of night
Lipper
The foot of my bed is shining so brightly. Is there frost already?
I looked up at the moon and looked down, feeling nostalgic.
A berth at the foot of Gubei Mountain.
Wangwan
Under the blue mountain, my boat and I meandered 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.
Boarding Guazhou
Wang Anshi
Guazhou is at the mouth of Beijing, separated by several mountains.
Jiang Nanan spring breeze is green, when will the bright moon shine on me?
Duhanjiang River
Song Wenzhi
The sound outside the spine is broken, after winter, summer and spring.
The closer I get to my hometown, the more timid I am, afraid to inquire about people from home.
Think of my brothers on a moonlit night.
Du Fu
The drums of the defenders cut off people's communication, and a lonely goose was singing in autumn in the frontier.
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.