The stone man sent the fifth floor peak far away, and divided the water to open up the territory and now it is Kowloon.
a few times, the dream of the green hills turned into clouds, and the blue waves and willows in the middle of the lake helped the wind.
it's hard to hide the village road in the face of change, but it's hard to find a loose moon after chasing the heel.
the oath in my ear goes away, and children don't know how to call it a failure.
(2)
Go to your hometown with peace of mind, and look at the Qingfeng-xiangguang fracture.
after years of wide and deep belts, I am careless about my two-year-old Huan Yunshang.
It's easy to escape from Qin Ke by mountain, and it's like a prison to bind Chu Lang.
the word "wild goose" flies away with the wind, so who will talk to about the vicissitudes of life?
(3)
I have been away from home for fifteen years, and I have returned to the loess to bury my body.
time is fleeting, and you don't take a picture. Half your life is like a dream.
Dreams are always homecoming days, and people who are close to home are afraid to ask people.
Get rid of prosperity and clear water, and ride home to enjoy your family.
(4)
Thousands of miles in clear autumn depend on the wind, and the distance is far away.
Last night, the bright moon condensed my humble abode. Today, the morning light penetrates the distant peak.
Fang's teeth are covered with frost and moss, and the cold clothes are covered with grass smoke.
it's late to go back to my hometown after a tiring trip, and no one is afraid to ask in the quiet night.
(5)
willow branches are surrounded by small villages, and the streams are cold and the clouds are light;
The fallow fields are light green and the malt is tender, and the birds get up early and get up early.
Red tiles and white walls cook in waves, and the morning glow is full of waves;
the urchin is happy to chase away the noise at the entrance of the village, and his mother calls Wenxiang to run to the door.
(6)
Don't wander around for years, for if you are near your hometown, you will be afraid of it.
Xiangjiang River is as clear as a mirror, and Yuelu Mountain is not as green as it is now.
There are endless flowers and willows on both sides of the strait, and there are thousands of maple trees on one mountain.
What's the fun of cooking old friends? Raising wine makes friends smile.
(7)
tears come out of the door. No one can touch the sword.
the sand wind is blocking up. Centrifuge as soon as possible.
sleep alone at night. The dream is temporarily returned.
a widow is a householder. Reeling machine
Xi's farewell. The phase will be returned.
(8)
The wind blows the grass on the dike, and the willow contains new roads in Yancun.
the clothes have been unloaded and returned to Italy, and the dream of reuniting with the hometown is frequent.
children's voices carefully distinguish the true taste of thinking, and the door tree gently supports and cherishes the old age.
it's the drunken spring people who buy wine and invite neighbors to drink.
(9)
I have traveled thousands of miles to my hometown, and I have been awake for a long time.
golden thread in my heart and amber light in my eyes.
the sparse pengmen are happy from now on, and the depressed courtyard is only fragrant today.
Life is full of fun, so why not fill the bed with fame!
(1)
I've been wandering around the rivers and lakes for decades, and I'm far from returning to my hometown.
Drink three glasses heartily and chat online for a round.
The poem examines the spirit of pursuing Li Du and keeping the officialdom apart.
I have no extravagant hopes for fame and wealth, so I am a carefree person.
(11)
The taste of sweet well water remains the same, and you have to wait for nine years to get rid of your worries.
when the ox cart leaves the ridge, the high-speed train will go to the front of the village when it returns.
I'm ashamed of my relatives and friends, but I'm lucky to have a thin body to respect my ancestors.
The old banyan in the back of the house is still quite green, and she has been dreaming for a few times.
(12)
Who will look for him when he returns? There are many feelings in the hometown.
I saw dust and things at home, but it was still raining and windy outside.
I feel sorry for my brother-in-law, but I sigh that my mother has bowed.
if I live in agriculture like this, I can't help being pitied.