[Tang] He
Young and frivolous, running away from home, big brother (2 times),
The local accent has not changed the sideburns.
The children don't know each other,
Smile and ask the guest where he is from.
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Boss: I'm getting old.
③ Local accent: the accent of hometown.
4 bangs: hair with forehead close to ears.
⑤ Decay (Cu: decrease, thinning.
Thoughts?in?the?Still?of?the?Night
li po
The foot of my bed is shining so brightly,
Is there frost already? .
Looking up, I found it was moonlight.
I sank again and suddenly remembered home.
A short message to a friend in the north on a rainy night.
Li shangyin
When you ask about the return date, it's hard to say, evening rain, Manqiuchi.
When * * * cut the candle at the west window, but talk about the rain at night.
Wang Yitai
Bai Juyi
Jing' an mansion, facing the willow in front of the window every day, is far away at this moment; At the station, the spring is fading and flowers are everywhere.
Two beautiful springs, on the same day; At this time, family members miss their relatives outside, and people outside miss their families.
I miss my family at night from winter to Sunday in Handan.
Bai Juyi
Handan Post believes that every winter solstice, the shadow of the knee lamp is accompanied.
If you want to sit at home late at night, you should also talk about travelers.
Boarding Guazhou
Wang Anshi [Northern Song Dynasty]
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?
Farewell friends at Jingmen Ferry.
li po
Sail from Jingmen Ferry, and soon you will be with southerners.
At the end of the mountain range and the beginning of the plain, the river winds through the wilderness.
The moon rises like a mirror, and the sea clouds twinkle like palaces.
The water brings you the feeling of home and makes your boat travel 300 miles.
New year's work
[Tang] Liu Changqing
The arrival of the new year is more homesick, and the independent horizon can't help crying.
People who are exiled in old age rush ahead of me in spring.
The monkey came down from the mountain and pestered me.
I was tortured like a bodyguard, so when will this day come?
Qiu Si.
Ji Zhang
The annual autumn wind blows to Luoyang city, and my wandering son doesn't know how his relatives in his hometown are; Writing a letter to peace has too much to say and I don't know where to start.
When the letter is written, I am worried that I have not finished what I want to say; When the messenger started, he opened the envelope and gave it to him.
Endless longing
Nalanxingde
A ride on the mountain, a ride on the water, and a trip to Guan Yu, with thousands of lights at night.
When the wind changes and the snow changes, it is impossible to break the dream of hometown, and there is no such sound in the garden. [ 1]
Work at night
Gaoshi
The cold light of the hotel stays awake alone, why does the guest's heart become sad?
My hometown is thinking thousands of miles tonight, and it is another year of the Ming Dynasty.
lines
[Tang] Wang Wei
You come from my old country,
Tell me what happened there! .
It's plum. When you pass my window,
Open the first cold flower? ?
Vacation in the mountains reminds me of my brothers in Shandong.
[Tang] Wang Wei
I am a lonely stranger in a strange land, and I miss my family more often during the holidays.
When I think of my brothers' bodies climbing high, I will feel a little regret for not being able to reach me.
rainy season
Bai Juyi
It's foggy in Kesash, and the mountains and rivers are deep here.
In autumn, the sound of the beach is more urgent and the canyon is overcast.
Looking at the clouds to cover your eyes, homesick for raindrops.
How will you comfort your loneliness? Thanks to this north window piano.
Cold food among guests
Li zhong
Cold food after a trip, homesickness and tears.
The sound book is broken in the sky, and the peach and plum spring rain.
Not in the mood to drink, but there is reason to sing.
How many people lost outside his suburbs and went out for an outing.
Qiu Si-on-River
[[Tang] Du Xunhe
Driving along the river, homesick step by step.
Raise the whip and wave the willow color, and then lose the cicada sound.
Long road of autumn crops, about the ancient city of Leng Yun.
The family is poor and rich, and there is no land to return to farming.
Go to the river in the south to see friends
Tang [Zhang Qiao]
Where homesickness accumulates, there is world turmoil.
The shore is long and the group is late, and the lake is wide and sails in autumn.
Buy wine over fishermen, divide the lights and fish the boat.
When Xiaoxiang sees a goose, it is advisable to travel alone.
Tianjin Sha Qiu Si
[Yuan] Ma Zhiyuan
Dead vines, old trees, faint crows,
Small bridges and flowing water,
The ancient road and the west wind are thin.
The sun went down,
Heartbroken people are at the end of the world.
Go to the river in the south to see friends
[Tang] Zhang Qiao
Where homesickness accumulates, there is world turmoil.
The shore is long and the group is late, and the lake is wide and sails in autumn.
Buy wine over fishermen, divide the lights and fish the boat.
When Xiaoxiang sees a goose, it is advisable to travel alone.
homesickness
Don [you're welcome]
People in northern Luzhou are definitely lost, but the letter from Yunnan has never been answered.
If you don't sweep the flowers in front of the court, you will climb the willow outside the door.
Selling silver candles after sitting for a long time will lose face.
Hanging in the autumn night, Wan Li shines on the mountains.
Homesickness outside the river
[Tang] Wei Zhuang
I am always outside. Every spring, I am alone in the country, sitting under a tree and drinking. The trees on the tree should also know my homesickness.
Seeing the setting sun on the river bank, it seems that my heart has been torn into pieces of willow leaves.
A berth at the foot of Beibao Mountain.
[Tang] Wang Wan
Under the blue mountain, my boat and I meandered along the green water.
Until the river bank widens at low tide, and no wind blows my lonely sail.
... night gives way to the ocean of the sun, and the old year melts in freshness.
I can finally send my messenger, the wild goose, back to Luoyang.
Smell the flute in Los Angeles on a spring night.
On a spring night, Luoyang City heard the flute.
li po
Whose Yu Di flies in the dark,
Spring breeze scattered in Los Angeles.
In this serenade, I heard the sound of willows.
Who can't afford to be homesick?