Poems praising hometown 1 Missing in the rain
Continuous drizzle, continuous drizzle
The raindrops falling in the sky form lines.
It's like a wanderer cutting off his mind.
The rain in my hometown
A clean village must be washed again.
The wheat waves rolled in the villagers' dreams.
Smoke billowed from the corner of the eaves among the green trees.
Imagine climbing to the top of my hometown.
Father is sitting on the door of the old house.
Wipe the fatigue on your forehead with the back of your hand.
Light a cigarette and squint.
The rain kept dripping on the eaves.
Into a cheerful stream.
Flowing to the green fields
Poems praising hometown 2 homesick songs
feel homesick
This is a melodious song.
Melodious and beautiful songs
Always in the middle of the night
The moon is high and the stars are blinking.
A wisp of Wei Yun was cut by the breeze.
Always on such a night.
I sing softly with a homesick heart.
Lovely and beautiful hometown
Blue sky, white clouds, green mountains and green waters
The golden wheat wave must be rolling in again.
You see, the corners of the villagers' mouths are smiling again.
Tonight, sleep quietly.
Sleep with my hometown in my dream
Have a happy dream.
When I wake up, maybe.
Father drove the donkey with a whip.
Hope a little more.
Praise the hometown poem 3 May 1 Go home.
Pack a bag of homesickness and set foot on it
A train of cars crawled on the mountain road.
Dear hometown
Your son is coming towards you.
There is dust all the way.
How many times have I returned to the dream of a wanderer?
Homesickness is like this flying dust.
Fall at home in the middle of the night
The mountains are all green. The stream flows slowly.
How many times have I returned to the dream of a wanderer?
Homesickness is like this beautiful scenery.
There is a flowing picture in the poem of the wanderer.
All the way, the willows are green. Hua piaoxiang
How many times in the memory of vagrants?
Homesickness is like this touching spring.
In the deep eyes of the wanderer looking at his hometown
Lead to lingering attachment.
go home
The wheel ran over the mountain road in my hometown.
therefore
There is a corner that is the eaves of vicissitudes.
Hidden among the leaves.
Poems praising hometown 4 hometown
The hills of my hometown
always
Floating through the clouds of missing.
Night in my hometown
always
Hang a bright moon
The hills of my hometown
Trees in my hometown
Rivers in my hometown
forever
Look at me in my dream.
Miss my hometown
Like cigarettes
Usually, it floats on my forehead.
That wisp of white hair ......
Poems praising hometown 5 hometown
My hometown is very beautiful,
Castle peak is covered with green water.
This small bridge surrounds the village.
Ripple my heart.
The evening breeze gently blows the willows,
Make a fool of yourself and get drunk.
My hometown is picturesque,
I often follow you in my dreams.
I love the beauty of my hometown,
Lush green.
Vines twine around bamboo fences,
Bonuses reflect running water.
Pastoral scenery adds color,
The shepherd flute is with me.
The water in my hometown moistens me,
I often reminisce in my dreams.
My hometown is very beautiful,
The mountains and rivers reflect the summer.
The local accent doesn't change to laugh,
Whispering is charming.
The country road connects with the main street.
Love is mountains and water.
All the way to Wan Li,
I have no regrets.
I love the water in my hometown,
Flowing through my heart.
People ask for shadows at dusk,
Flowers bloom and fall, and flowing water gurgles.
Flowers bloom all year round,
Swing on the emerald green.
I can't see enough beautiful scenery in my hometown.
Let my heart intoxicated.
Poems praising hometown 6 The road of hometown
Days away from home
night
The road in my hometown is always at the moment of closing my eyes.
Go deep into my heart and wander with my memory.
on the way home
It filled my childhood.
Sadness and joy are mixed. Sweet and sour. Tears and smiling faces
Now I think
Whether it is bitter or sweet.
That is a melodious song in my memory.
Touching the heart is like a clear spring.
Hometown road
Carrying my yesterday.
I was in rags yesterday.
Run with the wind
On the overgrown dirt road
Chasing the smiling spring
Poetry 7 praising hometown sitting at the door of hometown
Sitting at the door of my hometown
Look at the clouds in the sky.
Tile blue sky
Because the more clouds, the deeper.
There is a thick bowl on the apricot tree in front of the door.
A donkey is chewing grass.
I don't know which donkey barked.
The donkey also raised its neck and barked.
A white rabbit
As white as snow.
I suddenly got a fright.
Paused and ran to the grass.
Several chickens are screaming.
Run out of the grass
One of them.
Swallow a bug when you stretch your neck.
A familiar voice
Let me see the crossroads.
Shoumama
Is driving the pig home.
Praise the poetry of hometown, homesickness on August night.
Yueer
Please tell me.
My chimney
Did you smoke in the kitchen?
Yueer
Please tell me.
My dear father.
Have you finished smoking that half bag of dry cigarettes?
Yueer
Please tell me.
Love my mother the most.
Have you finished washing the dishes?
Yueer
Please tell me.
The cow I grew up with.
Did you just lie on the ground?
Dear moon
Please open your eyes.
take a look
Hometown located in a ravine
Dear moon
Please accept my idea.
Just tonight
Take it to my hometown.
Dear moon
Please tell your hometown.
No matter how far I go.
I will always miss my hometown.