People say that the place where the sun sets is the horizon. I try to look at the horizon, but I can't see my home.
Castle Peak is being influenced by Castle Peak, which covers my sight. Twilight, Castle Peak.
Letter from Beijing Normal University
Yuan Kai [Ming]
The river is three thousand miles long, and there are fifteen letters from home. There is nothing else between me, just telling me to go back to my hometown as soon as possible.
See the mountains with Master Haochu and send relatives and friends to Beijing.
Dai Shulun
The sharp mountain by the sea is like a sword, and Qiu Lai cuts his heart everywhere.
How can we turn this body into tens of millions, scattered to the heads of state's homes to see!
Wei ren [Tang]
Where is your hometown? It's leisurely to think about it. Autumn night in Huainan, the high house smells wild geese coming.
Miscellaneous Poems (Wang Wei)
You have just come from our hometown, and we must understand the world. When you pass by my window, are plum blossoms blooming?
2. The poem of returning home at the age of fifteen entered Tanghe Zhangzhi.
He joined the army at the age of fifteen and didn't come back until he was eighty. Everyone in the village, who is at home? Looking into the distance is your home, with countless pines and cypresses. Rabbits enter from the dog's sinus and pheasants fly from the beam. In the atrium, Green Valley was born, and in the well, Lv Kui was born. Eat grains as rice and drink sunflower as soup. The soup and rice have been cooked for a while, and I don't know who it will be. Going out and looking east, tears fell on my clothes.
Seven worries. Second, Wang Canhan Wei.
Man Jing is not my hometown. What is long-term stagnation? The ark belongs to the river, and I am worried at sunset. The mountains are full of shade and the rocks are full of shade. The fox rushed to the cave and the bird flew to the forest. The waves are ringing and monkeys are singing on the shore. The wind blows the robe, and the dew touches the skirt. I couldn't sleep all night, so I took my clothes and played the piano. Sitong touched people's hearts and gave me a mournful cry. The journey is endless, and it is difficult to have concerns.
Goodbye Zhou Shangshu Yu Xin Southern and Northern Dynasties
Wan Li Road, Yangguan, there is no one to return, only the geese by the river, and Qiu Lai flies south.
People miss Xue Daoheng every day.
It has been seven days in spring, and I have been away from home for two years. 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.
Biography of Qinsi in Weishui Cen Can
Wei River flows eastward, and in the week, two more lines of tears will be sent to my hometown.
Shen quanqi's miscellaneous poems
Against Huanglong City, our army was sent out a long time ago. The girls here looked at the same melancholy moon and lit up our soldiers in China. Young wives dreamed of spring, and last night their brave husbands. In a big attack, Huanglong City was captured with flags and drums.
Song Wenzhi, "Climbing the High and Easy Building"
Xiaoyao upstairs looks at Xiangguan, green water and clear clouds, and goes to Hengyang for two thousand miles in the north. He doesn't return the book because of wild goose feet.
Meng Jiao, Four Ghosts of Shangwei
Visit a thousand miles alone and return to a thousand miles. Home in Wu Chu township, tears send Δ xi ā? br & gt
Luwen moonlit in Tubo Bieguan
Poverty for three to five months is also based on Beitang. Turn around and lie in the dark, unable to bear to see the round light.
Su Yunmeng Guan Ouyang Xiu
The swan goose in the north indicates the arrival of the season, and his wife's letter is brought home. In a trance, it is difficult to tell whether the home is true or false. After the dream, I opened the window to look, only to see the leaves of tung trees withered and the lotus flowers by the pool withered. It was autumn all night, but I slept in my dream, but turned a deaf ear.
Wang Anshi anchored in Guazhou.
Jingkou and Guazhou are just separated by a water, and Zhongshan has only a few heavy green mountains. The gentle spring breeze turns green again, but, moon in the sky, when can you take me home?
Wang Jian, Zhi Wu
The sound of urban demolition is that the night is still early, but the river is scattered and cold; Seeing that he has become a homeless person, he is still telling everyone about his hometown.
The new voice of Yuan Kai's pipa dance in "Suke" always leaves the mountain. I can't listen to endless worries, and the high autumn moon shines on the Great Wall. Wang Changling's Join the Army
Before returning to Yuefeng, the sand is like snow, 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 all night. Li Yi's Listening to the Flute in the Surrender City
The old country has a long road to the east, and the tears of the double-sleeved dragon bell have not dried. I'll meet you immediately, without paper and pen. Please tell my family that I'm safe. Cen Can is meeting a messenger to the capital.
Claiming to stand out, stand up to Jin Lu, stand up to Jun Yaoshun, and then make the customs pure. Du Fu's Twenty-two Rhymes of Wei Zuocheng
At the age of twenty, all the civil and military officials were proficient and went west to Beijing. Look up at the gate of the courtyard, and the day will go. Gao Shi's Wei Not Joining the Army
I went out with a big smile. How can I be a person who has lived in the wild for a long time? Li Bai's "Nanling children don't go to Beijing"
The foot of my bed is shining so brightly. Is there frost already? I looked up at the moon and looked down, feeling nostalgic.
August is longer, and people who are worried often get up early. Nothing happens behind closed doors, and autumn grass grows in the courtyard. Last night, I dreamed of going to the west window and entering Jingnan Road. It is better to be poor at home than to be outside. Rong Hong's Autumn Night in Chang 'an
It rained for more than ten days in autumn, and even more cicadas were not heard after sunny days. The prison is in a leisurely state, and new diseases have begun. These geese flock to the south of my hometown. Meng Jiao's Autumn Night after Chang 'an Disease.
Brothers are scattered, and no one can ask about life and death. Letters sent to Luoyang city are often not delivered, and wars often do not stop. Du Fu's Memories of My Youth under the Moon
The Dongting is full of grass, and the Chu guests don't want to return. After suffering, the geese fly back every spring. Things are far apart, but few friends. Independence is still shouting, and the south is covered with cloth. Du Fu's "Looking at the Spring River and Spend the Evening"
Jiang people teach clothes late and smell the anvil in October. Wan Li's hometown is a high-rise building overnight. Bai Juyi's "Jiang Lou Wen Zhen"
From then on, Wen Chun went to Qinyuan. I entrust my dream to you, please take me back to my home in the garden. Liu Zongyuan's Lingling Early Spring
Night walking, homesickness is only autumn? Every time you crave water, you have to flow in front of the door every day. Liu Yuxi's Book from the South
I woke up from my dream, only a faint oil lamp covered the round aperture, and the midnight will be over, and the light rain will send me cool. Why don't you even whisper, just say hometown? Han Yu's Su Rong Palace Beach
I miss my hometown in the morning and sleep at night. Dreams don't cry, but tears are black. Ten pieces of Yuan Zhen's ten articles about sending diseases
Why are you depressed? Chang' an is as far away as the sun. You are always in your hometown, and Yan comes to Hong. "Liu Yuxi's" Mourning Exile to Two Songs "is the second song.
"It is a mountain ape calling from the river, and there is no such heartbroken sound in my hometown." Bai Juyi's Answer to Spring
"Tired of hearing Zigui sooner or later, I suddenly heard an oriole singing. A dream breaks the songs of the Chu River, and the hometown is full of spring. " Liu Zongyuan's "Smelling the Orioles"
Leaves rustle, the river is long, and the way home is endless. A new wild goose is raining in the middle of the night, and pedestrians are constantly intestines.
The poem about going home is 1. In the guest house and Bingzhou, it is already ten first frost, and I miss Xianyang day and night. Liu Zao in Tang Dynasty: Traveling to the North
It has been ten years since I left my hometown, and my returning heart misses my hometown Xianyang day and night.
2. I can finally send my emissary? Geese, return to Luoyang. Wang Wan, a Tang native at the bottom of Beibao Mountain.
I don't know when the letter from home will arrive. I hope the geese returning from the north will take it to Luoyang.
3. Xian Yi, young and old, left home, and the local accent has not changed. When children meet strangers, they will smile and ask where the guests are from. "Two Hometown Couplets, Part I" Tang Dynasty: He
I left my hometown when I was young and didn't come back until my twilight years. Although my local accent hasn't changed, my hair on my sideburns has become sparse. None of the children knew me when they saw me. They asked with a smile, where did this guest come from?
4, this nocturne has the taste of breaking willows, and no one can afford to miss it. Spring Night in Los Angeles Tang Dynasty: Li Bai
In the music tonight, who will not miss home when they hear the "broken willow" in their hometown?
They said that the geese flying south came back this month. Birds don't enter, but I don't travel far to Lingnan. I don't know when, when can I return home? The wall of an inn in the north of Dayu Mountain in the Tang Dynasty is engraved with the words: Song Wenzhi.
In October of the lunar calendar, geese begin to fly south. It is said that they all turned back when they flew to Dayuling. Birds don't get in, but my trip is not over. I really don't know when and when I will be forgiven.
4. 1 A poem about a wanderer returning home. Being in a foreign land, I miss my relatives twice every holiday. -Wang Wei's "Thinking of My Shandong Brothers on Vacation in the Mountain"
The spring breeze in Jiang Nanan is green. When will the bright moon shine on me? -"Dengguazhou"
The foot of my bed is shining with such bright light. Is it frosty already? Looking up, I found that it was moonlight and sank back. I suddenly remembered my hometown Li Bai's Thoughts on a Quiet Night.
You people from my old country, tell me what happened there! It's Mei. When you passed my window, was Han Mei in full bloom? -Wang Wei's Miscellaneous Poems
5, mountain riding, water riding, walking towards Guan Yu, lights at night.
With the change of wind and snow, it failed to break the dream of hometown, so there is no such voice in hometown.
6. Dead vines and old trees faint crows, small bridges and flowing water, and thin horses on the west wind and old roads. When the sun sets, heartbroken people are at the end of the world. -"Tianjingsha * Qiu Si" Ma Zhiyuan
7. Seeing the autumn wind in Luoyang, I want to write a meaningful book. There is no fear in haste, and pedestrians will open again. Zhang Ji of Qiu Si
8. The thread in the hand of a proud mother sewed clothes carefully for her wayward son. She repaired them thoroughly. She was worried that it would delay his coming home, but how much love did an inch of grass win?
0 1. Oh, ask this river flowing eastward, whether it can go further than the love of friends! ? -Li Bai
02. I advise you to have a glass of wine. There is no reason for the West not to go out. -Wang Wei
03. Where to sail at sunset, the horizon will cut people's intestines. -Meng Haoran
04. Sailing alone in the blue sky, only the Yangtze River flows in the sky. -Li Bai
Know yourself in the sea, and heaven is still our neighbor. -Wang Bo
Looking up, I found it was moonlight, sinking again, and I suddenly remembered home. -Li Bai
07. I hope people will live for a long time and have a good scenery thousands of miles away. -Su Shi
08. Being a stranger alone in a foreign land, I miss my relatives twice every holiday. -Wang Wei
09. If you want to become hundreds of billions, go to the top and see your hometown. -Liu Zongyuan
10. Jun asked that the return date was undecided, and the rain rose in the autumn pool in the evening. -Li Shangyin
1 1. Spring breeze and green Jiang Nanan, when will the bright moon shine on me? -Wang Anshi
12. I don't know where to brag, but I want to look forward to my hometown overnight. -Yi Lee
13. I will think of you in the clouds, so think of me in the sunset. -Li Bai
14. You left without reason. -Xu Shu
15. We know that the human heart is not like a tree, so why not like a flower? -Xiao Zixian
16. I met her a long time ago, but since we separated, the time has become longer, and the east wind has started and a hundred flowers are blooming. -Li Shangyin
17. It's embarrassing to know when Acacia will meet. -Li Bai
18. Endlessness is sorrow, and the world is full of thoughts. -Yan Shu
19. I don't know how far you are, but it's bleak and boring! —— Ouyang Xiu
20. It rained in the middle of the night on the plane leaves, and the sound of the leaves was parting. Zhou Zizhi
2 1. Sad little shadow, farewell. Sound insulation from now on. -Wei Zhuang
22. Affectionate feelings have been hurt since ancient times, which is more comparable to the Cold and Autumn Festival. -Liu Yong
23. After the New Year, it should be a good time to exist in name only. -Liu Yong
24. Sadness leads to chaos and is even more strange. Zhang Xian
25. Sorrow fades away and the distance is like spring water. —— Ouyang Xiu
26. After going back to Julia, people's words gradually became unknown, empty and sad. -Zhou Bangyan
I am afraid to leave my arms, but I don't want to say anything. -Li Qingzhao
28. Looking at the place, there has been a new sadness since then. -Li Qingzhao
29. Tears suddenly fell on my soul clothes, which made me feel sorry for myself. -Cheng Gai
30. where to synthesize sorrow, autumn will keep people's hearts. Wu Wenying
3 1. The rain tonight will definitely turn into acacia. -Liu Ji
32. People are speechless, and the drizzle covers the door. -Yang Shen
33. Everything is that people don't rest, and tears flow first when they want to talk. -Li Qingzhao
34. When is the infinite time to leave sadness and not hate it? -Liu Yong
35. The bright moon building rests alone, and the wine turns into acacia tears. —— Fan Zhongyan
Tired of tourists from the ends of the earth, you can go back to your home in the mountains, but you can't look at your hometown. -Su Shi
37. The spring scenery in the two places is the same day, which reminds people of guests and home. -Bai Juyi
38. Tonight, the moon is full of hope. I wonder who will fall in Qiu Si? -Wang Jian
39. Who can't miss his hometown when he hears that the willow leaves are broken in this nocturne? -Li Bai
40. The moon is already at sea and over the horizon. -Zhang Jiuling
5. What are the poems about "going home"? 1, you people from my old country, tell me what happened there! . -Wang Wei's Miscellaneous Poems
2. Xian Yi, young and old, left home, and the local accent has not changed. -He Zhangzhi's Homecoming Book
Now, close to my village and meeting people, I dare not ask a question. -Song Wenzhi "Crossing the Han River"
Under the blue mountain, my boat and I meandered along the green water. -Wang Wan's berth at the foot of Beibao Mountain.
5. After people return to geese, they think about flowers. -Xue Daoheng's "Homecoming"
6. Looking up, I found it was moonlight, sinking again, and I suddenly remembered home. -Li Bai's Thoughts on a Quiet Night
On the seventh day, the rest of the flutes flew silently, and the spring breeze filled Los Angeles. -Li Bai's "Smelling the flute in Los Angeles on a Spring Night"
8. I have been in first frost for ten years in the Guest House and Bingzhou, and I remember Xianyang day and night. -Liu Zao's "Journey to the North"
9. As soon as you see heartbroken, you can't go back. -Bai Juyi's Nanpu Bie
10, I want to sit at home late at night and talk about people who travel far away. -Bai Juyi's Night Thoughts on the Winter Solstice in Handan
1 1, the spring scenery in the two places is the same, which makes people homesick. -Bai Juyi's "Looking at the Station"
12, I turned to my hometown because I was bored, and my dream of returning home became longer. -Zhu Chen's "Go Home"
13, I can finally send my messenger, Wild Goose, back to Luoyang. -Wang Wan's berth at the foot of Beibao Mountain.
14, the spring scenery in the two places is the same, which makes people homesick. -Bai Juyi's "Looking at the Station"
15, where do children come from when they meet strangers? -He Zhangzhi's Homecoming Book
6. About the sentence on the way home 1. It's getting dark. It's going to rain. Walking on the way home from school, my heart is blue and heavy, and I can't be calm for a long time. I can't get rid of what I just saw.
On the way home from school, I have been walking for seven or eight years. From kindergarten to primary school
From school to junior high school, I have been carrying a heavy schoolbag home. But since I entered middle school, I
Only on the way to school did I find the difference between the past and the present. Love is on the way
My childhood was spent in mountains and rivers, on the bumpy road hundreds of meters from home to school. At that time, I flew around like a happy bird, and my grandfather accompanied me every day, walking through countless hundred meters, rain or shine.
On the way home from school, a thin figure walked silently in the street. ……
Like a lonely goose, flying in the boundless sky. ...
On the way home from school, it brought me many surprises: blue sky, green trees, green grass, gorgeous flowers, flying insects ... flowers are overflowing, and the scenery in late spring and early summer is beautiful.
6. Seeing this scene, I walked home silently and thought for a long time, thinking a lot ... Why did that uncle do this? Why did grandma do that after she was injured?
7. Seeing this scene, I walked home silently and thought for a long time, thinking a lot ... Why did that uncle do this? Why did grandma do that after she was injured?
7. What are the poems on the way home in the evening, anxious to return? Although I am in a foreign land, I have never forgotten all my poetry friends. I often look at the screen affectionately. I hope to see your surging poetry forum, which affects my nerves, locks my true feelings in the internet, and the keyboard is beating my thoughts and sending infinite thoughts back to my lovely hometown. The beautiful Gold Coast is fascinating. It can't be compared with the fertile soybeans, sorghum and vigorous seafood in my hometown. Not as good as the food in my hometown. The urban scenery of Qionglou Yuyu can't be compared with the chicken barking and the dog barking and the small bridge running water. The bustling market with neon lights is not as luxurious as that of a poet pushing a cup for a change. Let's catch a sea breeze and bring it back to the poets to enjoy the cool. Let's take a seafood home for poets to taste. Let's go back with a handful of seawater, let the poets bathe, let a seagull fly back and bring happiness and good luck to the poets. Anxious to return has already let go of her homesickness. No matter how wonderful the outside world is, it can't compare with the poet's discordant symphony.
8. Poem about "Going Home" Going Home
Ahead, home is ahead.
In front, there is a mother's persistent watch.
Ahead, is my father's generous chest.
Home is just ahead (imagination on the way home)
At the foot, the road is very confused.
In my heart, dark clouds are floating.
On the shoulders, heavy responsibilities have been strengthened.
Love is really hesitant (the pressure of parents' high expectations)
In spring, you put on light clothes for me.
In summer, you keep out the sun for me.
In autumn, you sow hope for me.
In winter, you weave dreams for me (parents work hard)
Me? What should I do?
Is to hide in a dream
Or embrace melancholy?
Or spray blood (ambivalence)
On the horizon, the sunset hangs.
In the tree, tired birds are sleeping.
Lying on the ground, walking in confusion.
Think of my parents as soon as possible (eager to go home)
It's a long way home.
Horizon? In the tree?
On the ground? Atrium?
Where is this emotion hidden? (Unknown secrets, growing pains)
9. A poem describing the feeling of returning home 1, only seven days in spring, two years away from home. 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. -Southern and Northern Dynasties. Xue Daoheng's Homecoming
It's been seven days since spring and two years since I left home. The day of going home will fall behind the geese flying north in spring, but the idea of going home exists before the spring flowers bloom.
Every winter solstice in Handan, I always have a knee lamp. If you want to sit at home late at night, you should also talk about travelers. -Tang Bai Juyi's Night Thoughts on the Winter Solstice in Handan
When I stayed at Handan Inn, it happened to be the solstice festival in winter. I sat in front of the lamp with my knees in my arms, and only the shadow accompanied me. I believe my family will get together late tonight, and they should also talk about me as a traveler.
3. Xian Yi, young and old, left home, and the local accent has not changed. Where do children come from when they meet strangers? -Tang He Zhang's Back to School Book
I left my hometown when I was young and didn't come back until my twilight years. Although my local accent hasn't changed, my hair on my sideburns has become sparse. None of the children knew me when they saw me. They asked with a smile, where did this guest come from?
4. Nanpu is sad, and the west wind is autumn. Turn back immediately, my heart is broken, so I can leave and don't look back. -Don Bai Juyi's Nanpu Bie
In Nanpu, sad parting, bleak autumn wind. Looking back once is deeply grieved, then leave well and don't look back.
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. -Tang Li Bai's "Silent Night Thinking"
The bright moonlight sprinkled on enough paper in front of the bed, as if the ground was covered with frost. I couldn't help looking up at the bright moon in the sky outside the window that day, and I couldn't help but bow my head and think of my hometown in the distance.