Drink a pot of moonlight tonight.
Miss frogs and drums.
Towards home.
The wind in the north is melancholy.
There is dust all the way.
Like a faint silver light.
The hardships of the world
Chest burning
A cup of melancholy that has accumulated for a long time
Drunk the moon in the sky
Can't see the surrounding scenery clearly
Misty eyes like frost.
Why is the phoenix tree green and yellow?
Mottled in the aging pond
The cicada in the tree is gone.
Can't sing to my hometown.
2. Beautiful scenery of hometown
Who doesn't say that our hometown is beautiful, with blue sky and rich water?
Jinchuan Sydney is the best in the world, and everyone is bigger than the basin.
Autumn leaves are the most charming, and falling debris is the parting of hometown.
On Gada Mountain, the waterfall falls, and the dragon turtle spits water in a dragon.
On the Dadu River, a cowhide boat is an inheritance.
The goddess of the East Palace is a godly goddess of mercy.
Beautiful hometown, beautiful hometown!
You don't regret going to Jinchuan!
3. Homesickness at dusk
Alone along the window
Through the heavy fence
Look around the city
My nose is full of the spicy taste of my hometown.
It just makes me sneeze.
But I didn't see smoke coming out of the kitchen.
I think it's just a spicy confidant.
If it's a local accent,
Why not get some firewood and smell it?
Let the nearest wanderer chat and seek comfort.
4. The beauty of hometown
Sweet hometown water,
The most beautiful thing is the local accent.
Shui Tian Xiang yin mei
Better than jade liquid,
Just like Yue Xian on earth!
Wandering around the world alone.
I dream of going back to my hometown.
July has arrived.
I dream of going back to my hometown.
There is nothing but grass and trees there.
Welcome me back.
Large wheat waves
Swaying in my dreams.
The extended river
All this is flowing in my heart.
I see willows near the village.
I am familiar with it.
I stood at the entrance to the village.
That kind of long-lost simplicity
Care about one's life
Those beautiful scenes in the past
They all come back to my mind.
As in the bronze mirror of the sunset
Bright fire is in full bloom.
In the sky far from home
I'm finally tired of flying
Capturing the words of love
All homesickness is backward.
I fantasize in the rhythm of the poem
Emotion at the poetic level
Imagine when it rains.
I gently wiped the homesickness from my cheeks.
Walk back to the village
6. the taste of hometown
The sky in my hometown is so blue,
Wan Li is cloudless and transparent.
The night in my hometown is so quiet,
The stars are thin, and the moon is bright and clear.
The water in my hometown is very sweet.
Cold and delicious.
People in my hometown, so close,
Passionate, generous and simple.
The roads in my hometown are very wide.
Flat, straight and comfortable.
The taste of hometown, an eternal dream!
7. Homesick night
The breeze is recorded privately, and the good dream is half destroyed.
Rain knocks on the window at night, and gardenias fall into the pond.
Ruthless response to the moon, deliberately sad.
Long country road, two lines of tears.
8. Hometown
My hometown is in that beautiful place.
The pine trees all over the mountain are like a green ocean.
Float in the wind and dance.
The sound of pine trees sounds like a symphony.
The embrace of pine trees and pine trees is a symbol of unity.
Proudly tall and straight is the pillar of hometown
Surrounded by mountains, flowers are floating everywhere.
Beautiful scenery near the mountains and rivers
The river is sparkling.
It is even more brilliant to be shaded by trees.
Hometown haunted by dreams
You are my loveliest hometown
9. My hometown is in the northwest
Rock fracture, sky impact, desert, flying snow
Northwest sorghum cattle are everywhere.
My home is in the golden land of northwest silk.
There are wonders of the Yellow River and the Weishui Plain.
Look at the dust flying in Mobei
A wisp of smoke, a little lingering, a little love.
Write poems for you inside and outside the Great Wall.
I miss you, the backbone of the loess high slope in my hometown.
Rape blossoms are fragrant, and sweet potatoes are bright.
The stream gurgled under the blue sky.
Recalling Shaoling Mountain, Southland and Shuihao Bai Liu.
Now, I think of you.
Think of my mother's back and the land under my feet.
10, the wind in my hometown
It still smells like that.
Drifting with the fragrance of the earth
It still smells like that.
Grandpa's smoke drifted away.
It still smells like that.
The smell of corn wafts in autumn.
Daoxiang in early summer
It still smells like that.
The wood of the old house is floating.
It still smells like that.
Smoke wafted from the villagers' lunch.
It still smells like that.
Gone with the wind the breath of childhood
however
I slept soundly in my dream.
1 1, the land of bright moon
My hometown is a bright moon.
The bright moon is the hometown of one party.
The sky where the moon rises
broad and profound
Five thousand years of civilization
Precipitate the fertility of hometown land
loaf about
It is the exile of my hometown.
It is also a kind of willing parting.
The footsteps of wading through mountains and rivers are accompanied by pain.
Skew all the way
Behind him, rows and rows.
Deep and shallow simplicity
In spring, set out in the desert.
In summer, working in the forest
Hometown is blurred in the field of vision.
My hometown is melancholy in tears.
365 days and nights
How many missing flowers have been condensed
A breezy night
A song sung gently by the wind
Moonlit night on the riverside.
Homesickness breaks my heart.
hometown
All the lotus flowers in the pond should be in bloom.
The wind is mild, and the water is Ying Ying.
A cloud fell into the water.
Lotus seeds in the hands of lotus picking girls
Ordinary water, green, green.
12, ode to hometown
Peach blossoms are fragrant, cauliflower is yellow,
Pear flower and silver cotton have a good scenery.
Man-made rivers dream of a well-off life,
Shili Lotus Thyme.
13, hometown of missing
Not far from there.
There is a manor that makes me daydream.
I often think of my lovely hometown.
The stream gurgled quietly.
People like natural scenery.
Now it's changed.
I worked hard to realize my dream.
Float in the wind and dance.
The mountains echo the green ocean from afar.
The setting sun shed a thick orange.
The evening breeze brought a hint of coolness.
People enjoy the love of nature.
Always immersed in the fragrance of nature.
It is already a gallery of heaven.
That's where I miss my hometown.
14, hometown care
The flying hoe witnessed the hard work.
Years of wind and frost have worn away smooth feet and hands.
Farmers who are looked down upon by city people,
But gave us an eternal gift.
Gradually,
Missing is endless.
The sheep are still grazing,
The cow is still walking.
A pair of retractable skirting boards,
Stumbling behind.
Let that stubborn character dance with the land,
Until the end of my life.
No matter how beautiful the scenery in the city is, it is hard to compare with the mess in my hometown.
No matter how warm human feelings are, it is hard to compare with kind parents.
Let the seasons cycle,
Times have changed.
The wanderer has sorrow in his heart that he can't repay his parents.
15, I miss my hometown
How many times have I returned to my hometown in my dream?
Indulge in playing with childhood friends.
Listen to the old man telling a serial story vividly.
Hometown in memory
Still the beautiful and happy little mountain villa.
I haven't been back to my hometown for years.
I wonder if the scenery in my hometown has changed.
I heard that young friends are wandering around.
Only the old people are still plowing and herding sheep at home.
How I want to go back to my hometown after such a long separation.
Embrace the old tree outside the old house
Serve my elderly parents for a few days.
Go door to door.
Old people in the village talk a lot.
Go to the pine forest in Xishan.
Chase rabbits and smell flowers.
The stream to Donggou
Take a bath and bask in the sun.
Oh, hometown
The small mountain villa in the dream
I'm going to carry you on my back
Take you to a brighter distance.