2. The foot of my bed is shining with such bright light, is it frosted already? . I looked up at the moon and looked down, feeling nostalgic. -Li Bai's Thoughts on a Quiet Night
3. If relatives and friends in Luoyang ask each other, a piece of ice heart is in the jade pot. -Wang Changling "Breaking up with Xin Jian at Furong Inn"
4. The moon was bright in Qin dynasty, closed in Han dynasty, and the Long March did not return. -Wang Changling's "Two Embankments"
After three months of war, a message from hometown is worth a ton of gold. -Du Fu's Hope for Spring
6. I just hope your heart is the same as mine, and don't miss home. -Li Chi Ngai's operator, I live at the head of the Yangtze River.
7. On a green spring day, I began to go home, singing my songs loudly and drinking my wine. -Du Fu's "The banks of the Yellow River were recovered by the imperial army"
8. My hometown is a thousand miles away tonight, and it will be another year tomorrow. -Gao Shi "Night Shift"
He knows that the dew will be frost tonight, and how bright the moonlight is at home! . -Du Fu's Moonlight Remembering My Brother
10, Ebo returns, and the spirit flag is seen in the air. -Xia Wanchun's "Another Cloud"
1 1, laity in the wall, beauty in the wall laughs. -Su Shi's Spring Scene in Hua Lian.
12, seeing the autumn wind in Luoyang, I want to write a meaningful book. -Zhang Ji "Qiu Si"
13, now, near my village, I dare not ask a question when I meet people. -Song Wenzhi "Crossing the Han River"
14. Nostalgic songs, flute songs, just like rotten Ke people in rural areas. -Liu Yuxi's "The First Meeting in Yangzhou to Enjoy Lotte"
15, a glass of turbid wine is Wan Li's destination, but Ran Yan hasn't lost his mind. -Fan Zhongyan's "The Fisherman's Pride Qiu Si"
Horses are built as fast as lightning. -Xin Qiji's "Get out of the queue and give it to Chen Tongfu."
When you passed my window, did the plum blossom bloom coldly for the first time? . -Wang Wei's Three Miscellaneous Poems
18, birds in captivity love the old forest, and fish in the pond miss the source. -Tao Yuanming's "Return to the Garden, Part I"
19, can I finally send my emissary? Geese, return to Luoyang. -Wang Wan's berth at the foot of Beibao Mountain.
20, * * * * See the moon should cry, for the red heart, in five places, all sick with the same wish. -Bai Juyi's feeling of looking at the moon
2 1, dreaming at night and coming home suddenly. -Su Shi's "Twenty Dreams in the First Month of Jiang"
22. Books are as affectionate as old friends, and every morning is a mixture of sadness and joy. -Yu Qian "Reading"
23, the sound book outside the spine is broken, and the winter will come back in spring. -Song Wenzhi "Crossing the Han River"
24. The wind from thousands of miles is beating the battlements of Yumenguan. -Guan Shanyue of Li Bai
25, a year will be all night, Wan Li did not return. -Dai Shulun's Except Sleeping on the Stone Hill
26, care for no acquaintances, Long song pregnant with Cai Wei. -Wang Ji's Wild Hope
27. after people return to geese, they think about flowers before. -Xue Daoheng's "Homecoming"
28. The spring in Luoyang City is good, and Luoyang talents are always in other places. -Wei Zhuang's "Bodhisattva Man, Good Spring in Luoyang City"
29, people say that the sunset is the end of the world, looking at the end of the world but can't see home. -Li Gou's homesickness
30. It must be very painful to return home. -Wei Zhuang's "Bodhisattva Man, Everyone Says Jiangnan is Good"
3 1, the sky is vast, and I long for my hometown. -Zhang Jiuling's "Xijiang Night Walk"
32, infinite rivers and mountains tears, who said that the world is wide! I already know the way to another spring, and I am really worried when I think of saying goodbye to my hometown. -Xia Wanchun's "Another Cloud"
33. Swing inside and outside the wall. -Su Shi's Spring Scene in Hua Lian.
35. The phoenix tree was half dead, and after first frost, the white mandarin duck lost her companion. -He Zhu's Half-dead Child, Re-crossing Nagato, Everything is Wrong.
You people from my old country, tell me what happened there! . -Wang Wei's "Three Miscellaneous Poems, Part Two"
37. There is much wind and snow, and it is unsuccessful to break the dream of hometown. -Nalan Xingde's "Sauvignon Blanc, A Journey to a Mountain Residence"
38. Water brings you the feeling of home, and makes your boat travel 300 miles. -Li Bai's "Seeing Friends Off at Jingmen Ferry"
39. Bashan Chushui was desolate and deserted for 23 years. -Liu Yuxi's "The First Meeting in Yangzhou to Enjoy Lotte"
40, her face! Can you imagine the spring wind? Huan Peikong's soul returned to jathyapple. -Du Fu's "Five Records of Places of Interest, Part Two"
4 1, I have been away from my hometown for many years, and my personnel have been consumed by half recently. -What's "Two Hometown Couplets"
42. Tell me, where do you live? Near here, next to the fishing pond? . -Cui Hao's "Long March Tell me where you live"
I miss my hometown. Why did you send it to stay for a long time? -Cao Pi's Ge Yanxing
44. Reclaim land in the south and return to the garden. -Tao Yuanming's "Return to the Garden, Part I"
45. The drooping leaves on foreign trees and the lonely lanterns are cold at night. -Ma Dai's "Autumn Chrysanthemum on the Dam"
46. When will the dream home arrive and how many people will return to Chunjiang? Outside Chang 'an, the Ye Yuan River criss-crosses, extending beyond the clouds on the horizon, and inside Chang 'an, the palaces in the palaces are shrouded in a sunset. -Lu Lun's "Spring in Chang 'an"
47. I don't know where to play the flute, and I want to look forward to my hometown overnight. -Li Yi's "Listening to the flute at night on the wall of the township"
48. Start collecting in the morning and visit your hometown. -Wen, "On the Good First Tour"
49. The bright moon in Huainan and Qian Shan are cold and nobody cares. -Jiang Kui, "Walking to the Sand, Coming from the East"
50. Jianghan thinks that returning guests, Gan Kun is a pedant. -Du Fu's Jianghan
5 1, the spring breeze blew homesickness all night, and then I went to Los Angeles in the spring breeze. -Wu's "Chun Xing"
52. Where is your hometown? It is also leisurely to think about it. -Wei's Yan Wen
53, sigh years, why bother to stay. I think of that beautiful woman, looking up from the gorgeous upstairs, and how many times I mistook the distant boat for the love boat to go home. -Liu Yong's "Klang Ganzhou, Sprinkling River Rain"
I can't bear to climb to the top of the mountain to see my hometown. -Liu Yong's "Klang Ganzhou, Sprinkling River Rain"
55. If you want to become hundreds of billions, go to the peak to see your hometown. -Liu Zongyuan's "Haochu follows the Lord to see the mountains and send friends to Beijing"
56. Sleeping dragons and galloping horses are not generals now. They are dust. Be quiet for a while. Oh, the noise of the world ...-Du Fu's Pavilion Night.
57. Only the mirror lake in front of the door, the spring breeze does not change the waves of the past. -What's "Two Hometown Couplets"
58. This spring has passed again. When is the year of return? -Du Fu's Two Poems
A beautiful poem describing homesickness
1, Mochow has no confidant in the road ahead, and no one in the world knows you.
2. Sorrow fades away, like spring water.
3. I gave the road to the person who returned to Julia, and the human language became strange gradually, so I returned empty-handed.
I am afraid that I will leave my arms and feel bitter. How much do I want to say?
5, people say that the sunset is the end of the world, but they can't see home when they look at the end of the world. Castle Peak is being influenced by Castle Peak, which covers my sight. Twilight, Castle Peak.
6. Xian Yi, young and old, left home, and the local accent has not changed. Where do children come from when they meet strangers?
7. I advise you to have a drink and go out of Yangguan for no reason.
8. The wood leaves are fresh and the river sounds cleaner. Who knows that from birth to death, only Jinjiao is an old friend.
9, the hotel sleeps alone in the cold light, what makes the guest sad. My hometown is thinking thousands of miles tonight, and it is another year of the Ming Dynasty.
10, he knows that the dew will be frost tonight, and the moonlight at home is so bright! .
1 1, the ridge vulva is sparse, winter is winter, and spring is spring. The closer I get to my hometown, the more timid I am, afraid to inquire about people from home.
12, looking up, I found it was moonlight, and when I sank back again, I suddenly thought of home.
However, as long as China keeps our friendship, heaven is still our neighbor.
14, sailing alone in the blue sky, only the Yangtze River flows in the sky.
15, I am in a foreign land, and I miss my family every holiday.
16. Looking ahead, qi zhou lit a cigarette and drank the wine in a glass of seawater.
17, I can finally send my messenger, Wild Goose, back to Luoyang.
18, the sun sets, heartbroken people are at the end of the world.
19, Taohuatan is deeper than thousands of feet and not as good as Wang Lun.
Everything in the world is in spring, and now it's time to cry. Forty million people shed tears together. Where is China at the end of the world?
2 1, the scenery in Qiu Lai is different, and Hengyang geese are ringing in all directions. 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.
22. But when I look at my hometown, the twilight is getting thicker and the river waves are filled with sad mist.
23. People have only been away from home for seven days in spring. 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.
On the poetic space of expressing homesickness
On the poetic space of expressing homesickness
1, streamer is easy to throw, red cherry, green banana. -Jie Jiang's "A Piece of Plum"
2. "The wind is blowing, the flowers are falling in the pavilion, and I am a stranger. At the beginning, I fell in love with the bustling Kyoto, but now I am dreaming in the backcountry. "
3. "I've been away from my hometown for too long … I'm homesick … is this a whim … so close and so far … I'm at a loss, my memory fades away quietly, but I still lost contact …"
4. Far away, where are you? Qingchuan, a foreign land is vivid, and the grass grows in the distance.
I know that only you are the best for me in this world. Being in a foreign land, although accompanied by friends, is far less than your greetings. A phone call is enough to bring tears to my eyes. Dad, forever dad, no matter how you betrayed before. Mom, always mom, no matter how strict you used to be.
6. The flowing water is gone, and the lonely shadow is accompanied by the ancient tableland. The wild goose came to hide in the reeds and got drunk when he saw this. Which tube mountain or Shaanxi, how about the west and how about the east. Life is too short to rest on its laurels.
According to my short life experience, people have feelings for that place in the water they drink, and the water in their hometown is always the sweetest.
When I got on this train to Inner Mongolia and started my high school career, I knew that I would never see my hometown in spring and autumn again, only in winter and summer.
9. My trip is like a compass with my home as the fulcrum, always drawing a circle. No matter how far my feet run, my heart will always surround my hometown.
10, a trip, a vicissitudes of life, people who have lost their hometown should not pick up their hometown. If you still have feelings in your heart and tears in your eyes, then your hometown will not be just a noun in the geography book. -San Mao "How many flowers fall in the dream"
1 1. When I am alone, I miss my hometown.
12, "Home" under the bright neon lights, where is my home? Wandering around the edge of the city, I'm tired of wandering alone. I think people who come and go home in a foreign land are all guests, and I want to find my own shadow among them. A wanderer who can go home, I think I regret missing my homesickness. We are all rootless floating tents that can be blown by wind and rain, but we can never find the constant warmth in our memory. I think I cried. I tried to raise my head and let the tears stay in my eyes. I stumbled away from home in the first half of my life and tried my best to go home in the second half, but no amount of days in our lives can compare with a night at home. Besides, we were naive at that time, and we didn't have old parents. I thought, go home.
13, magnetic mountain culture is far away and Fuyang River is long. Famous for 3,000 years, Handan is the hometown. * As a place name, Handan remains unchanged for 3,000 years, which is a special case of China's place name culture. (Baidu Encyclopedia)
14. For my hometown, only those who leave can truly appreciate my attachment to her. When you pack your bags and are ready to leave, when you sit in the car and watch the scenery fly away, you are only accumulating depression. When you drag your big bags, step out of the car door and set foot on the land of your hometown, and look at the once familiar scenery, homesickness gushes out at that moment. This is not in the form of intimate hugs and fierce kisses between lovers. You just feel the blood flow all over your body is accelerating. And the heartbeat is a little out of sync.
15, it was a light breeze and drizzle last night, and I have slept for a while. Brothers and sisters are happy to meet each other and are more familiar with each other than the Kang family. It is sad to have a shadow hanging thousands of miles away. Conan doesn't want to wake up in his dream. All kinds of people in the world have their own relatives and met in a foreign land.
16, the night is slowly lonely, and the noisy and messy mood in the endless night is like the broken moonlight scattered everywhere.
17, all day, the wind blows the leaves of the trees, and the snow is steep in the Tianshan Mountains. Going to Dingling is full of worries, but leaving Keke is still sad. If it's easy to stop worrying, you won't rest in spring except Zhu Yan. A tear made the boudoir red all night. -Nalan Rong Ruo "The Recent Flowers"
18, "Su Muzhe" will burn the sky, it will be crisp, it will be hot in summer, and it will be like frying fish on a recliner. The ice wheel is covered with water outside the window, and the summer heat drops slightly, thinking of childhood streams in the distance. Bathing orchid festival, stroking flute, leaving home thousands of miles away, looking forward to returning home as scheduled. Green lotus pond with talking and laughing and back. Sit on a cane chair and enjoy family happiness.
19, I haven't been home for many years. Go home and see the children. Who was that strange uncle when my children saw me? For parents who go out to work.
20, cold invades people's hearts, and hundreds of books eat people's brains. He was wearing his mother's clothes when he left, and it was worn out at this time. When is the return date, but when Yaoshan blows.
2 1, burning incense and relieving summer heat. Birds call clear, intrude into the eaves. The leaves of Chuyang withered all night, the water was clear and round, and the wind and lotus rose one by one. My hometown is far away. When will I go? I live in Wumen and have been traveling in Chang 'an for a long time. May the fishermen remember each other. Boat, dream into furongpu. -Zhou Bangyan's Su Muzhe Liao Shenxiang
Homesick sentences
1. Give the long-simmering thoughts to the autumn wind, let the bright moon interpret the melody of acacia, let the reunion heart fly into the sky, and think of your hometown again under the mottled night sky in a foreign land. Homesickness is a cup of tea, which is a mediocre metaphor, but I like it very much. I don't want to say homesickness is wine, because homesickness is not as strong as wine. Homesickness can only be a wisp of fragrance in the dark night without people, which will dissolve us from the noisy world bit by bit. Homesickness is tea, and there is always some sweetness in bitterness; Homesickness is tea, but it will not fade away.
Time flies. In a trance, it is the Dragon Boat Festival. I remember in my hometown, every fifth day of May, early in the morning, my mother went to the edge of the ground in front of my house, cut off a large bundle of mugwort leaves and put them on both sides of the gate. It is also a custom to say that it can ward off evil spirits.
4. The mountain is high and the water is long. I can't blow away this little affection along the way, and I can't stop this homesickness. I only send a heart of acacia to the moon, just as the moon sends a thousand miles of acacia. I hope people will last for a long time, and thousands of miles are beautiful.
5. On holidays, I always feel something is missing. Is this a custom? Or did you ever remember? Now that I think about it, these are all missing. What is missing is the deceased relatives, my dearest grandmother. More than two years have passed, and I still refuse to wake up like a dream.
6. The direction of hometown is the most beautiful gaze in the depths of memory. When I am integrated into that native land, too many emotions are revealed, too many scenes reappear, too much sadness pervades, and too much joy lingers. When I had to get up and say goodbye again, I unloaded years of fatigue and entrusted my full dreams and expectations to my hometown.
7. I was born and raised there. Now, I am in a foreign country and fascinated by the west.
8. Have a pure sunny heart with a faint blue color. There is a pure happiness that supports the fatigue day after day. Maybe everything will change when we grow up. If we see more clutches, our hearts will be as hard as iron. However, in the dark, silent, inch by inch, peeling off are missing bodies.
9. When I grew up, I left home and went to other places. There is no chance to pick mugwort leaves during the Dragon Boat Festival. Grandma left me forever before she got well. From then on, the plant named Artemisia argyi was as useless as a weed in my heart.
10, not to mention the head of the township, no matter how long it is, it can't compare with my thoughts; Don't say that the world is far away, no matter how far it is, it is far from my eyes; Don't say the sky is high, no matter how high it is, it can't be higher than I thought. Hometown, you are the eternal root in people's hearts.
1 1. Hometown is a fragment in the memory of street children. The more you manage, the more you don't understand, and the more you can't piece together a complete picture.
12. Homesickness is also a local accent. Sometimes it is buried in the ground of our daily life, but it keeps fermenting, so when we speak fluent Mandarin, we will inadvertently pop up a dialect, so we will be so sensitive to the familiar sounds suddenly sounded in thousands of accents, so we will easily switch between two different languages skillfully. The local accent is always a sign of which land we belong to.
13, close your eyes and sleep. In the dreamland, at home, there is no noise, no disputes, only peace, and there is an indelible shadow, the shadow of the sail, which is the call of true feelings, and it is as simple as going home.
14, our hometown has preserved our childhood, or there are young people and prime of life, which has become a part of our life and ourselves. It is not a commodity, a tourist destination, a round-trip ticket, a weekend entertainment, and can be sold to any customer at a certain price. There are more things in my hometown than any tourist attractions: your blood and tears, and your sweat. How can I not remember the people, things and bridges in my hometown?
15, it has been more than ten years since I left my hometown. Every time I miss my family during the festive season, there is always an unforgettable memory lingering in my heart.
16. Missing my hometown is actually missing my childhood friends, my old house and my land. However, what the wanderer misses most is his elderly parents.
17, some things, after that, left traces, became years and memories. Although there is a little pain, it will be ignored occasionally, but it will never be forgotten. Some emotions, like the simple feelings of teenagers, will show a faint blue color after experiencing a disaster.
18, there is a beautiful place, which is a paradise on earth where I live in my heart. The mountains, water and people there are more beautiful. And I have already left my soul in a small village near the mountains and rivers. On holidays, I miss my hometown twice, one grass and one flower, one tree and one wood, one brick and one tile.
19, I stood in the distance, looking at my hometown. My eyes are full of bitter tears, and my homesickness is still so long. How could I not want to go? Although time has changed its logo, I still read it, think about it and never forget it.
20. Today, the green hills in my hometown are still flowing, and the smoke from my hometown is getting farther and farther away from me. It's hard for me to see the smoke rising slowly. However, no matter where I go, in the depths of my memory, the smoke from my hometown will never be forgotten.
2 1, I miss it because I have a beautiful hometown; I miss it very much because I have good memories; I miss it because I had a wonderful childhood; I am happy because I have a beautiful dream; I am happy because I have a beautiful cloud; I am very happy because I have clear thoughts like autumn water.
22. On a faint summer night, under the wooden lattice window covered with loofah and ivy, I was tired of watching. Suddenly, a bird song pierced the lonely sky and floated into my ears. Oh, I wonder where my hometown is. It's also the Dragon Boat Festival! How time flies!
23. The night is long and the homesickness is getting stronger and stronger. I am not sleepy at all. My thoughts will chase the bright sun in my hometown, and my tears will flow away quietly. I am homesick.
24. Maybe it's the Dragon Boat Festival that I haven't touched my hometown for many years. The beauty born in memory is all fragments of childhood, which is very kind.
25, hometown, how many nights I lay in bed facing west, looking up at the night sky, thinking about growing up in my hometown, thinking that there is a smiling face hidden on every star, which makes people want to wear and pick.
26. On the dock full of ships, a green island is sleeping soundly. The street lamp trembled silently in the darkness. The last bus left the station, and the people who came back at night walked quietly through the country road.
27. Homecoming Observatory, the homecoming observatory for overseas travelers! Standing on this shore to see the other shore, standing on the other shore to see this shore, are homesick, are inseparable from home!
28. Homesickness is a kind of memory. Memory is unpredictable, and homesickness is not enough. Wandering in a foreign land for more than ten years, the hometown in memory will never change. We will tell every detail accurately, but when we return to our hometown, we find that great changes have taken place. We would rather see a village in memory than be ruthlessly tampered with by time. But when we left disappointed, homesickness began to accumulate and ferment again, so we tried to touch the knocker of our hometown in memory.
29. Hometown is the old wine brewed by Youzi with millet. The longer you put it on hold, the longer you leave it, and the more mellow it will taste.
Although we have customs such as eating zongzi, eating eggs and racing dragon boats during the Dragon Boat Festival, it is far less necessary than planting wormwood on both sides of every household. During the Dragon Boat Festival, the whole village was filled with the fragrance of wormwood.
3 1. Missing is like a trickle, running in the years separated by mountains and rivers, feeling with your heart and warming with your heart. Harvest more feelings, more beauty and more happiness with gratitude. Standing in the years, I looked around, and the days of blooming spring flowers were near, so I smiled sweetly!
32. When the geese flying south can no longer be seen in the air, when the leaves on the buttonwood turn yellow and blue, my unchanging homesickness is playing leisurely like the flute in Qingyuan, my hometown. Just as Li Houzhu's separation from hatred is like grass, it goes further and has more vitality.
33. Hometown is a melodious flute, which always makes people dream; Hometown is a touch of bright moonlight, which always makes people feel excited; Hometown is a string of eternal memories, which always reminds people of it. The people and things in my hometown are the most beautiful in the song, the most charming in the moonlight and the most profound in my memory.
34. I was once addicted to life's frustration. However, the beautiful scenery, simple family and unchanged posture of hometown have faded into a song without words and a poem with Kubinashi rhyme.
35. There were very few friends who went out with me before, and that sweet happiness was always hidden in my heart, and no one shared it with me. Every Dragon Boat Festival, I feel homesick.
The smoke in my hometown is like a silk thread. One is tied at home and the other at heart. It accompanied me through a long time and became an unforgettable memory in my life.
37. The distant hometown is a distant memory, vivid, vague and speechless; The distant mother is like a painting, quiet and clear, like in front of my eyes, my heart can feel her shallow breath; My mother is in my hometown, and my hometown becomes a poem in my mother's hand. Mother's affectionate eyes are the most beautiful scenery in her hometown.
38. In that homesickness, time took me far away. In my memory, that little girl, her carefree happiness and youth, became drifting away. Carved a nostalgic look and let me collect it forever.
Walking on the small road in my hometown, that kind of nature, harmony and comfort, like the wind, slowly drifted into my heart. There are some cement roads and some dirt roads in my hometown, but this has not affected my enthusiasm for my hometown.
40. How many times, I dreamed of returning to my hometown and crying at my father's grave. Weeds and scattered wildflowers have lost their wandering eyes.
4 1, half a month, homesick, not a wanderer, how can you know what people are thinking at the end of the world? How many times, after midnight dream, tears wet my hair.
42. In summer, the leaves are green and dense. From a distance, they look like a big green umbrella. Take an umbrella and stand in the hot sun to give us shade. Some children are playing chess below, while others are chasing and playing below. If it rains in Mao Mao, they can shelter us from the wind and rain and protect the whole park like soldiers.
43. When I came to Daqing, there was no Dragon Boat Festival to let me find my previous shadow, because there were no mountains and no winding rivers in Daqing.
44. A rainstorm wet all my memories. Homesickness is like a garden full of leeks. Long cut; Cut it long. Everything in my hometown flashed in my memory. In my lonely heart, my thoughts are like fish swimming around.
45. It is raining in Mao Mao outside the window; Tonight, the wind is knocking on my window lattice again, and my homesickness is like a soaked seed, expanding for no reason. The dream of wandering for many days vaguely climbed the winding path in the village.
46. Things have changed, times have changed, and people have changed, but the only constant is a homesickness when they leave home, such as how the young leave home and the old come back, the local accent has not changed, the children have never met, and they ask the guests where they come from with a smile. This song may not be suitable for me, but at least it is my mood. Anyway, let's go out and have a look.
47. I often sing children's songs at this time, and I will always think of them when I arrive at the Dragon Boat Festival, which will remind me of my homesickness.
48. Although homesickness may bring a touch of melancholy, it is still a healthy and noble emotion, and it is the spiritual bond that keeps the wanderer and his hometown and motherland together. I would like to sing an ode to this feeling.
49. Every night is a rainbow in my dream, connecting the distance between my heart and my hometown. Day after day, it is a boiling river, silently flowing with the homesickness of the soul. Who's that? When I arrived at the Yellow River, the strong Henan accent moved me back to the thick soil of the Central Plains. Who's that? On Songshan, a homesick poem brought me back to my hometown.
50. Hometown is the root of our growth, and hometown is the home of our memory. Our hometown witnessed our happiness and recorded our growth. A wanderer far away from home is his mother, and his children who don't change their local accent are his hometown as a magnetic field. No one can cut off the endless homesickness with deep homesickness and long thoughts.
5 1, hometown, how many nights I stood in the dormitory corridor facing west, looking up at the night sky, thinking about my hometown when I grew up, thinking that there was a smiling face hidden on every star, which made people want to wear it.
When I think of my hometown, I miss my hometown in my heart. The longer I miss my hometown, the deeper my experience of my hometown and the greater my touch on my soul.
Homesickness is always related to distance and going abroad. Homesickness is a line through time and space, one end is a wanderer, and the other end is hometown. The farther a wanderer goes, the tighter his homesickness becomes. When the wanderer's hair is gray and exhausted, he draws the deepest and deepest mark in his heart.
54. The affectionate sea opens its warm arms. White clouds kissed the cheek affectionately, and the erratic footsteps swept the still earth with the wind. Filar silk longed to sneak into my heart, and then disappeared.
Whenever there is a bright moon in the sky, I miss my hometown like a tide, like a flood.
56. A white railroad track has lengthened the trace of winter. Lavender smoke is clear and messy, and the air is filled with beautiful traces of migratory birds. A string of deep and shallow footprints floated on the boundless snowfield, and the unforgettable memory gradually blurred.
57. As the sun sets and dusk falls, the smoke from the kitchen is as soft as a bone, but it is full of amorous feelings. That is my father's plow, that is the sweat on my father's bronze back, that is my mother's kindness, and that is the warmth of my childhood.
My hometown is a crystal clear river, so I named it Qingjiang. She is so quiet and beautiful. She is like a big green satin spread in the valley, shining in the sun. She was in high spirits and sang all the way. As soon as the breeze blows, it ripples, as if you can see the fragrance by lifting her beautiful skirt.
I have been away from home for many years. Every time I go to the Dragon Boat Festival, the thick moxa reminds me of homesickness. The mountains, water, everything and relatives in my hometown are lingering in front of my eyes.
60. This city is bustling, empty and full of empty happiness, but I am barren everywhere, looking for strange familiarity. When your hand reached out, there were levels of pain and weakness I endured. You said it was time to go home. Although it is bustling and noisy, it never belongs to us. The local accent curled up and tears flowed from my eyes.
6 1. Homesickness will appear every Dragon Boat Festival. Maybe it's the mountains and water in my hometown, with the atmosphere of Dragon Boat Festival.
62. Hometown is full of delicious food, which tempts travelers from afar to taste it.