Ask for some ancient poems describing homesickness

1, original text: south of Muluoyan, with north wind in water cooling zone. My home is wandering by the river, and the sea of clouds is far away. Tears of homesickness in the journey, see the back of the sail on the horizon. The smoke in the wind blurs where the ferry can be, and the vast river ripples in the sunset.

From: Meng Haoran's Pregnancy on the Early Cold River/Pregnancy at the Early Cold in the Tang Dynasty

Interpretation: Fallen geese fly south, and the bleak river surface of the north wind is particularly cold. My home is near the winding water, far away from the vast sea of clouds in Chutian. Tears of homesickness run out during the journey, watching the returning sail wander in the horizon. The wind and smoke blurred where the ferry could be, and the vast river rippled in the sunset.

2, the original: the east wind blows the rain over the green hills, but looks at a thousand grasses. Hometown is in a dream, when can I return; Winter went to spring, and in Laizhou, Jiangxi, several people returned to China. Outside Chang 'an, the Ye Yuan River criss-crosses, extending beyond the clouds on the horizon, and inside Chang 'an, the palaces in the palaces are shrouded in a sunset. Who knows that I am a scholar, born in troubled times, alone, white-haired, haggard, wandering in the desolate mountains.

From: Lu Lun's Spring in Chang 'an in Tang Dynasty.

Interpretation: the east wind blows, and the slight spring rain sprinkles the green hills; From a distance, the houses in Chang 'an city are stacked and the grass is idle. Hometown is in a dream, when will it be returned? When winter goes and spring comes, boats come and go on the river, and a few people can go home. Outside Chang 'an, rivers and Yuan Ye crisscross, extending beyond the clouds in the horizon. In Chang 'an, the uneven level of the palace is shrouded in the sunset.

Who knows that I am a scholar, born in troubled times, alone, with white hair and haggard face, wandering in the remote Qin Guan.

3. The original text: I am getting farther and farther away from Sanba Road, and I have come three thousand miles, anxious and vigilant. On all sides of the mountains, the snow reflected the cold night, sitting in the candlelight night, I am a stranger here. Because the farther away from relatives, on the contrary, the closer to employees and servants. It's hard to get through New Year's Eve in the drift, and tomorrow's update is the new year.

From: In addition to Night/Bashan Road by Cui Tu in Tang Dynasty

Interpretation: trudging on the rugged and distant No.3 bus, guests live in dangerous places thousands of miles away. All around the mountain, the snow reflected the cold night, and before sitting in the candlelight, I was a foreigner. Getting farther and farther away from relatives, getting closer and closer to very young people and servants. It's hard to look back after wandering on New Year's Eve. Tomorrow is another year.

Every winter solstice, I carry a knee lamp. If you want to sit at home late at night, you should also talk about travelers.

From: Night Thoughts on the Winter Solstice in Handan by Bai Juyi in Tang Dynasty

Commentary: When I lived in Handan Inn, it happened to be the solstice festival in winter. At night, I sit in front of the lamp with my knees in my arms, and only the shadow is with me. I believe my relatives will gather late at night today, and they should also talk about me as a traveler.

5, the original: Liu Yin Xiao Xiao, residual flowers fall to see the warbler. Last night, the spring breeze blew away my sweet dream of homesickness. In my dream, I chased the spring breeze back to my hometown.

From: Wu Chun Xing in Tang Dynasty

Commentary: On a drizzly spring day in Chu Qing, the color of willow has changed from light yellow and green in early spring to lush and colorful. After a shower of Mao Mao rain, the color of the willow has become deeper, and all the residual flowers on the branches have fallen into the rain, revealing the songbirds singing on the branches. Last night, the spring breeze blew away my sweet homesickness dream. In my dream, I chased the spring breeze and flew back to my hometown.