I don't know the palace in the sky, and I don't know the month and time. I'm willing to ride the wind to the sky, I'm afraid I can't stand the cold for nine days in a pavilion of fine jade.
Dance to find out what shadows look like on the earth. The moon turned into a scarlet pavilion, hanging low on the carved window, shining on the sleepy self.
There should be no hate, and nothing can be done. People are sad and happy, and they are separated and reunited. The moon will darken or shine, and it will become round or round. Nothing is perfect, even in the past.
I hope people will live for a long time and have a good scenery thousands of miles away. On the way home in autumn dusk, books are full of things, and I often sleep less under the light.
Homesickness comes early, before the cock crows. In September, the vegetation falls and the mountains are more secluded.
Autumn is cloudy and early dawn, and thousands of trees are gray. I went to the east in autumn and started to turn to the west this autumn.
A horse is thin and broken, and come to a family for two years. When I recall my sadness, I have no money.
Although the heart is not blue frost, it is not natural. Wei Zhaung, homesick outside the river, is sad in a foreign land every spring, and Du Qu oriole knows.
Seeing the setting sun on the river bank, it seems that my heart has been torn into pieces of willow leaves. Two Qin Ge, Phoenix in Sima Xiangru, Phoenix, Phoenix, returned to their hometown and traveled around the world in search of their emperor.
I didn't know what to do when I didn't meet Xi. Why don't I go to Sishang today? There are beautiful women in the boudoir, and the people in the room are poisoning my intestines. Why do you want to be a mandarin duck? You are flying! Emperor Xi Xi lives with me. He must be a princess forever.
Who knows in the middle of the night? My wings fly high, and I feel sad when I think about them. When I first entered the canyon, I sent my hometown friends and relatives to my hometown friends in Chen Ziang today.
Huanhui will sit with you. Ninglang dam road.
Hard work is particularly windy. Yan Dou Mu Wanli bid farewell to her hometown, and stayed in Xiaoxiang in the snow and rain.
A few lonely pillows are weeping, and several tall buildings are heartbroken. I live in seclusion, and I move on when the breeze comes.
Hard to come to Heng Yue every year, wings destroyed the frost. Thinking that the foot of Li Bai's bed is so bright at night, will it have frost? .
I looked up at the moon and looked down, feeling nostalgic. Where do you go at night, the moon knows the truth.
Mountain light shakes snow, and ape shadows hang cold branches. However, I am afraid that the good scenery will come late and the small order will be moved back.
People come to the heart, and there is acacia here. The night is long and whistling, and the valley is cold.
Ichthyosaurs are active in vicious waters, and there are waves everywhere. The sky borrows the bright moon and flies to Yun Lan.
Hometown is invisible, heartbroken and looking to the west. Li Shangyin stayed in the rain for a long night, and the residual light was solitary.
My hometown is full of clouds and water, which is not suitable for Qiu Meng. Zhong Chun, Liu Jian's gold cup is not washed, Jiang Yi's hometown.
Fireworks on both sides of the strait are full of spring, and the wind on the first floor and the moonlit night are bleak. Zhang Wang should not be ashamed of his tears, nor should Pan Yue be surprised by the frost on his forehead.
Back to the lotus, there is a thatched hall in the depths of the white clouds. Through ancient and modern times, I studied under Mozi, and I shattered the frost on China.
If you miss, you will be ashamed that there are enough snakes. Be careful not to be a toothless mouse. I pity the moon for nine days, and I hate flowers when the wind blows overnight.
A person who lives alone in the county building can't catch a boat or a beach of sand. Year: Tang Author: Liu Zongyuan Works: Seeing the mountains with the master at the beginning of Haochu to send relatives and friends to Beijing Content: The seaside mountains are like swords, and the clouds are full.
How can we turn this body into tens of millions, scattered to the heads of state's homes to see! Year: Tang Author: Lu Works: Gift Official Content: A bird flies from Beiyan to Xishu.
Alone in the sword gate, dancing alone at the foot of Minshan Mountain. Ang Zang looks more ancient and has new elegies.
The chickens passed by and asked what they wanted. A: Cold country, floating in Wan Li.
Don't stop evil wood branches, don't drink stolen springs. I often think of rice and beams. I hope to live under the buttonwood tree.
Wise men don't invite me, fools ignore me. Therefore, it is independent and sad.
Bitter wind and frost, homesick for Luoyang. Feather purlin sweater is short and Guanshan road is long.
The bright moon flows, and the white clouds are fascinated by the hometown. Who can use the wind to make the sky green at once?
Year: Tang Author: Luo Works: Lone Ranger on a Cold Night, with a simple bosom friend content: there is no sorrow in my hometown. Quail clothing is long and sad, and it is uneasy to live in a humble abode.
The rich hook has thoughts, and the poor hook plays for whom. Liu Yesu, He Wentuan.
In the evening, Jin Cong settled down, and I wore orchids. It's easy to cut wood, but it's difficult for Visan to go home.
The bright moon alone, when the guests are cold.
2. Find homesick poems and ask the guests where they are from.
Take it home for a hug. For me, Manhuitang's "Messenger to Beijing" looks at the east from the hometown of Tang, and the bridge is frosty. Is it already frosty? . The cock crows the Mao Dian Moon.
From a distance, I know where my brothers are climbing, and the local accent has not changed. I sank again and suddenly remembered home. Shangshan set out early in the morning and began to collect red beans from those red berries as a symbol of our love when spring came. Every holiday, they will go back to their hometown to visit.
Mistletoe leaves fall along the mountain road. Thinking of the bright light shining at the foot of my bed at night.
Children don't know each other. When he returned to his hometown, he even left home.
I'll see you soon. There is no pen and paper. Looking up, I found that it was moonlight and the double-sleeved dragon bell was crying.
Vacation in the mountains reminds me that my brothers in Shandong are a stranger alone in a foreign land, and he reports his peace and your news. He misses someone everywhere. He spends a lot of time on the wall of the pillar. Instead of dreams, wash away your southern branches.
3. Look for homesick poems and lyrics, red beans, when those red berries come in spring, they flush on your southern branches.
People who want to miss them collect more, and Mix red beans have attracted people's attention. Silent night thinking about the bright light at the foot of my bed, will it have frost? .
I looked up at the moon and looked down, feeling nostalgic. On holiday in the mountains, I think of my brothers in Shandong who are in a foreign land, and I miss my relatives every holiday.
When I think of my brothers' bodies climbing high, I will feel a little regret for not being able to reach me. Shangshan left early in the morning and began to collect taxes. The guests were all sad for their 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.
Thinking of Ling Du's dream, Goose returned to the capital of the Tang Dynasty and the hometown of Cen Can during a meeting with the emissary. The east road is long, and the dragon bell with double sleeves cries. I'll meet you immediately, without paper and pen. Please tell my family that I'm safe.
When He returned to his hometown, he even left home when he was young, and the local accent did not change. Where do children come from when they meet strangers? .
4. Ancient poems about missing my hometown boating in Guazhou Wang Anshi's Jingkou Guazhou between the waters, Zhongshan is only a few mountains away. Spring breeze is green, and Jiang Nanan is green. When will the bright moon shine on me? The king of "To Wu" is still young at night, and Jiang is cool; I watched myself become a homeless person and talked to everyone about my hometown. Yuan Kai's leaves are rustling and the river is long, and his way home is endless. With the sound of falling geese and rain at night, pedestrians keep on. After ten years of wandering in Jincheng, it is even more difficult to ask you about your hometown. Mother Huang Jingren didn't worry about the river beam when she said goodbye to her mother, but her eyes were dry. Chai Men at this time is a miserable snowy night. What time are you coming back? Gao Shi's "Five Pieces of Thistle Gate" Oh, when will the Tatar army be conquered, and my husband will come back from a long battle! Li Bai's "Midnight Wu Ge" pipa dance has a new voice and left the mountain forever. I can't stop worrying, and the autumn moon shines on the Great Wall. Wang Changling's "Joining the Army" is like snow before Yuefeng, and the moon outside the city is like frost. I don't know where to play the flute, and I want to look forward to my hometown overnight. Li Yi's "surrender" peace is guaranteed by your news. Cen Can's "On the Messenger of the Capital" claims to be quite outstanding, representing Jin Lu, which will lead you to Yao and Shun, thus making the customs pure. Du Fu's "Wei Zuocheng Zhang Twenty Rhymes" released the sword and went west to Chang 'an. Looking up at your door, I only take the official. Gao Shi's Don't Join the Army went out with a smile. Is our generation Artemisia capillaris? Anxious people often get up early. With nothing to do, autumn grass fills the courtyard. Last night, I dreamed of going to Jingnan Road. It's good to be poor when I'm not at home. On the autumn night in Yung Wing's Chang 'an, it has been raining for more than ten days in autumn, and the cicadas are even less audible after it clears up. I got a new disease in prison, and the geese returned to their hometown in the south. Meng Jiao's Autumn Night after Chang 'an Disease, my brothers, lost and scattered, without you, what is the meaning of life for me? However, if something goes wrong with peacetime letters. Every spring, these geese fly home. East and west are far apart, but there are few friends. Independence is still crying, and the south is dressed. Du Fu's "Looking at the Spring River and Looking at the Evening", Jiang people gave clothes late, and the anvil smelled it in October. One night, the tall building was in Wan Li's hometown. How many days did Wen Chun go to Qinyuan? With the dream of returning home, I entered my hometown diligently. Liu Zongyuan's "Early Spring in Lingling" is late at night, but is homesickness only autumn? Every time you admire the water, the days pass by your door. Liu Yuxi's "Letter to the South China" dreamed that the lights were dim and the night rain was cool. How can you talk about your hometown? Han Yu's Su Rong Palace Beach misses his hometown, leaving his bed empty at dusk. Tears flow when dreaming, and tears are black. What is the tenth melancholy in Yuan Zhen's Ten Sorrows for the Past? There is no such heartbroken sound in my hometown. "Bai Juyi answers spring" "I'm tired of hearing the sound of Zigui in the morning and evening, and suddenly there is an oriole singing. A dream breaks the Chu River Qu, and my eyes are full of hometown spring. " Liu Zongyuan's "Smelling the Orioles" "Pan Yue is cold-minded, and Qu Ping is haggard. I hope to go home with my family and climb the mountain without rain. "Looking at the distance is worrying." Shen Yue's "Lingaotai" Dongting Lake is full of grass, and people are homesick. After suffering, the geese fly back every spring. East and west brothers are far apart, but few friends. They cry when they are independent. Lu Lun's "Looking at the Spring River and Flowers in the Evening" Strangers miss their relatives every festive season. It is known that one brother climbed the mountain and one was missing. Wang Wei, if you want to cross the river, there is no boat. You can't say what you think, but the wheel turns in your intestines. [Korean] Yuefu poem "Elegy" is cold and lonely, and the guest's heart turns to sorrow. My hometown is thinking thousands of miles tonight, and it is another year of the Ming Dynasty. Who asked the other person's "night shift" in the hotel, but he was alone and amiable under the cold light. The year is coming to an end, and Wan Li is not coming back. I feel sad and laugh at this body. Qiu Lai is full of sadness. If you want to spend hundreds of billions, you can climb to the top of the mountain and look at your hometown. "Hao Chu sees the mountains and rivers with the people to send relatives and friends to Beijing" [Tang] Dai Shulun guest house has been frosted for ten years and misses Xianyang day and night. I crossed the mulberry river for no reason, but I hope Bing is my hometown. "Crossing Sanggan" [Tang] Liu Zao sees the autumn wind in Luoyang, and I want to write a book of great significance. I can't talk about it in a hurry * * * Who is fighting for time to win sideburns? "Going Home" [Tang] Du Muren said that the sunset is the end of the world, and you can't see home at the end of the world. They hate the blue mountain, which is still covered by dusk clouds. "Homesickness" [Song] Li Gou washed the rainy evening rain on the river, and the frost gradually tightened, leaving the river cold. Looking back several times, God knows how to return to the boat. I struggled to get to know me and leaned against the railing. I was worried. "Eight Sounds of Ganzhou" [Song] Liu Yong thinks about the bright moon in front of Li Bai's bed at night, could there have been a frost already?. Look up at the bright moon and miss your hometown with your head down. I miss my Shandong brother Wang Wei when I am on holiday in the mountains, and I miss my relatives every holiday. He knows where his brother climbed from a distance. Coody Leng is silent and wet with osmanthus. It's moonlight tonight, and I don't know who will stay in Qiu Si. Qiu Si, a native of Luoyang, saw the autumn wind, and he hoped the writer would write a meaningful book. He is far from being in a hurry, and pedestrians are coming to Kaifeng. Where does autumn wind attract rachel? The geese are sent by rustling. Lonely guests are the first to hear trees enter the courtyard. A ride on Mount De in Nalanxing, Sauvignon Blanc, a ride on the water, leads to Guan Yu, and there are thousands of lights at night. The snow changed, and the dream of breaking the hometown failed. There was no such sound in the garden. The sky is high and the clouds are light and the sand is Qiu Si, with old vines and faint crows, small bridges and flowing water, and fine ancient roads. The sun sets and the west wind is thin.
5. Poetry 1 expresses the author's yearning for his hometown. Besides working at night, Don Hotel is cold and sleepless, and the guests' hearts become sad. My hometown is thinking thousands of miles tonight, and it is another year of the Ming Dynasty. 2. When going home, Tang took Du's hand and asked, Why is it too late to go back now? * * * Who is fighting for time to win sideburns? 3, "Homesickness" Song Liguo said that the sunset is the end of the world, and I can't see my hometown at the end of the world. They hate the blue mountain, which is still covered by dusk clouds. 4. "Letters from the Capital" shows that Yuan Kaijiang is 3,000 Li, and the letter is 15 lines. There is nothing to say when you go, but you should return to China early. 5, "Seeing the Mountain with the People in Haochu and Sending Relatives to Beijing" Liu Tang Zongyuan seaside mountain is like a sword. Returning to thinking is leisurely. In autumn night in Huainan, geese come from Gaozhai. 7. Miscellaneous Poems: Don, you come from my old country and tell me what happened there! When you passed my window, it was plum blossom, while Han Mei was in bloom? 8. "Shan Risi Shandong Brothers" Tang people are in a foreign land, and they miss their relatives every holiday. He knows where the brothers are climbing, and one person is missing everywhere. 9. "Seeing Friends Off at Jingmen Ferry" Tang Libai, sailing to Jingmen Ferry, soon you will be with people in the south. It is the end of the mountain and the starting point of the plain. The river winds through the wilderness, the moon is lifted like a mirror, and the sea clouds shine like a palace. I still pity my hometown water and send a boat thousands of miles. 10, "Moonlight Billion My Brother" defended by Tang Du Fu. How bright the moonlight is at home! Oh, my brothers, lost and scattered, what does life mean to me without you? . Books are often not delivered. What can I expect in wartime? . 1 1, climbing the mountain in autumn to see the general Wu Temple in Changqing, the ancient platform is old, and I feel homesick in autumn. There are few people in the wild temple, and the clouds are separated by water. The setting sun is still at the base, and the cold forest is full. The Yangtze River is lonely today because of the Southern Dynasties. 55438+02. Northerners don't want home. 13 "Yu Chang' an returned to Yangzhou to visit Wei on September 9" Sui River always drove away from Nanyun and followed the northern geese. Today, in my hometown, chrysanthemums are blooming under the fence. 14 Song Luyou died, knowing that everything was empty, but he was too sad to see Kyushu. Julian Waghann decided to celebrate the Central Plains Festival in the north, and the family sacrifice never forgot to tell me. Voices are ringing from all directions. Thousands of miles away, the smoke is long, and the sunset is lonely .50666.666666666864 A glass of turbid wine is Wan Li's destination, but Ran Yan doesn't know what to do. Qiang Guan is full of frost. People don't sleep, and the general has white hair and tears. 16, "Missing Jiangnan" Tang Fanggan grass leaves withered yesterday and green today, which makes people homesick. At night, he dreamed of going home. No, the ancient road was thin with the west wind. When the sun sets, heartbroken people are at the end of the world. 18, after crossing the Han River, I am far away from my hometown. I am eager for news. Winter has passed and it is back to spring. Now, near my village and meeting people, I dare not ask a question. 19, stagnant rain, Tang stayed in the rain all night, the lights were lonely. Hometown is full of water, and it is not suitable for autumn dreams. 20, farewell Wu.
6. Poems and songs about homesickness: Think about the bright foot of the bed at night, will there be frost already? .
I looked up at the moon and looked down, feeling nostalgic. On holiday in the mountains, I think of my brothers in Shandong who are in a foreign land, and I miss my relatives every holiday.
When I think of my brothers' bodies climbing high, I will feel a little regret for not being able to reach me. Shangshan left early in the morning and began to collect taxes. The guests were all sad for their 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.
Thinking of Ling Du's dream, Goose returned to the capital of the Tang Dynasty and the hometown of Cen Can during a meeting with the emissary. The east road is long, and the dragon bell with double sleeves cries. I'll meet you immediately, without paper and pen. Please tell my family that I'm safe.
People miss home every day. Xue Daoheng people have been away from home for two years since seven days ago. 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.
It has been ten frost in Bingzhou, and the Liuzao Guest House in Shuofang misses Xianyang day and night. For no reason, I crossed the mulberry river, but I hope that Bingzhou is my hometown.
One spring night in Los Angeles, I heard the flute and Li Bai's Yu Di dancing, and the spring breeze filled Los Angeles. In this nocturne, the willow is broken, and no one can afford to be homesick.
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7. I miss my hometown (not a poem). Hometown is like a bright lamp, which illuminates the road of our life and makes homesick children always remember the way home. Second, the trees, streams and trees in my hometown make me miss them all the time. Third, I stood in a tall building overlooking the city under the lights. This cage made of reinforced concrete. Distant students, struggling far away from their hometown, are looking at this round of bright moon in the distance and asking themselves alone: Is the moon in their hometown so bright? No matter how far we go, our hometown is a harbor bearing our dreams, as strong as our father's shoulders and as gentle as our mother's eyes, which makes us miss fatigue all the time and want to jump into her arms.