In childhood
Homesickness is a small stamp.
I'm at this end
Mom is over there.
When I grow up
Homesickness is a narrow ticket.
I'm at this end
The bride is over there.
We'll talk about it later.
Homesickness is a low grave.
I am outside
Mom's inside.
But now
Homesickness is a shallow strait.
I'm at this end
The mainland is over there
2. "Missing Hometown" Dedema
On such a beautiful night
Look up at the stars
The breeze is blowing gently and the night is beautiful.
Last night's changes
The desire to go home
Take my thoughts far away.
No matter where I go.
What is still clear is what my hometown looks like.
Always makes me cry.
Oh! hometown
Missing you has been integrated into my blood and bones.
Where are your roots?
Has been deeply penetrated.
My soul
3, "Homesickness Song" Li Xianxiu
Two ears in my hometown
Actually grew into this book.
I caught him.
The whole hometown has been uprooted.
It has a strong aroma.
The sky outside the window
Still gloomy
Heart, my heart
The weather began to turn from cloudy to sunny.
Night is the best magician.
Put sunflowers in my hometown.
Quietly fall asleep
Always when you least expect it.
Fall in love deeply
Sweet songs in my hometown
The bright moonlight in my hometown
The familiar sunset in my hometown
People come and go in the streets of the city.
But I didn't see any familiar faces.
A heavy bag
Full of feelings of hometown
Gently mention the pain of my missing.
4, "The Road to Hometown" Chen Tian
Days away from home
At night, when I close my eyes, the road to my hometown always comes to my mind.
Obsessed with memory
on the way home
It is full of my childhood joys and sorrows, ups and downs, tears and smiles.
Now I think
Whether it is bitter or sweet.
That is a melodious song in my memory.
deeply moving
Like red spring.
Hometown road
Carrying my yesterday.
I was in rags yesterday.
Run with the wind
On the overgrown dirt road
Chasing the smiling spring
5, "Under the Full Moon" Yu Guangzhong
Under the full moon without freckles
A pool of lotus flowers fell asleep.
Frogs cry louder in summer.
This is the most pleasant noise.
Sitting on a stone bench by the pool
commemorate
You should go to bed.
Remember that your long cilia should be stitched.
Sew a string of dreams
I dreamed that you came to my date.
Share the coolness of this white stone
Or become a dragonfly.
Rest on the lotus leaf in the corner.
Sip the dew and hold a handful of moonlight.
Or let me hug your waist.
Take care of your classic gentleness and grace.
Just as the king of Chu was jealous.
King Chu? King Chu? Fireflies patrol at night.
Say it's late at night, say it's foggy
Rise from the surface of the pool.
The fibrous moonlight is a little fluffy.
Then fold a Zhang Kuo lotus leaf.
Flat, like crushed acacia
2. Modern poems praising hometown 1, "The Beauty of Hometown"
Sweet hometown water,
The most beautiful thing is the local accent.
Sweet water and beautiful local accent-
Better than jade liquid,
Just like Yue Xian on earth!
Wandering around the world alone.
2. Hometown
My hometown is in that beautiful place.
The pine trees all over the mountain are like a green ocean.
Float in the wind and dance.
The sound of pine trees sounds like a symphony.
The embrace of pine trees and pine trees is a symbol of unity.
Proudly tall and straight is the pillar of hometown
Surrounded by mountains, flowers are floating everywhere.
Beautiful scenery near the mountains and rivers
The river is sparkling.
It is even more brilliant to be shaded by trees.
Hometown haunted by dreams
You are my loveliest hometown
3. "Singing for my hometown"
You see, there are some wrinkles on the faces of hometown people.
But she is still young.
Who has the strength to work?
Just shout at the valley: hometown
She looks young, but she forgets many things.
Including one's own birth and marriage.
There are many rules in my hometown, and everything is balanced between yin and yang.
The only thing I don't talk about is qualifications.
Children and grandchildren are called by their first names.
She doesn't hurt her self-esteem at all.
My hometown has never been far away in my life.
Every time the opportunity comes, she always says:
Who will take care of you and your children after I leave-
Helpless-
Children who travel far away must take her avatar with them.
My hometown has never cheated anyone.
So far-
She is still outside the internet, enjoying peace.
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Modern poetry, also known as "vernacular poetry", can be traced back to the late Qing Dynasty, which is a kind of poetry. Compared with classical poetry, although it is written for feeling things, it is generally informal in format and rhythm.
Modern poetry is free in form and rich in connotation. Image management is more important than rhetoric application, which completely breaks through the characteristics of ancient poetry "gentle and sincere, mourning without complaining", and puts more emphasis on free and open, straightforward statement and communication between "feeling and invisibility"
The representative figures of China's modern poetry are: Xu Zhimo, Beidao, Gu Cheng and Haizi.
Sogou encyclopedia-modern poetry
There is an urgent need for a modern poem about hometown, homesickness and Xi Murong.
The song of my hometown is a flute in Qingyuan.
It always rings with the moon at night.
The face of my hometown is a vague disappointment.
Like waves in the fog
After parting
Homesickness is a tree without rings.
Never grow old.
Yu Guangzhong is nostalgic
When I was a child/homesickness was a small stamp/I was here/my mother was there.
When I grow up/homesickness is a narrow ticket/I am here/the bride is there.
Later/homesickness was a low grave/I was outside/my mother was inside.
Now/homesickness is a shallow strait/I am here/the mainland is there.
confiscate
Please sing a song for me.
In that forgotten ancient language
Please call gently with a beautiful vibrato.
Great rivers and mountains in my heart
That is a sight that only exists outside the Great Wall.
Who said the tone of Saiqu was too sad?
If you don't want to hear it,
That's because ... ...
There is no desire for you in the song.
We always have to sing and sing.
Like a grassland shining with golden light thousands of miles away
It's like sand whistling through the desert.
Like the Yinshan Mountain on the bank of the Yellow River.
Heroes ride strong.
Go home with honor.
Poetry:
Charming piccolo
□ Yu Guangzhong
Come back, mother, the east can't stay long,
The tropical ocean where typhoons were born,
The air pressure in the North Pacific is very low in July.
Come back, mom, the south won't stay long,
One-way street of the sun train
In July, the equator moxibustion pedestrians' feet.
Come back, mother, the north can't stay long,
The white kingdom of reindeer,
There is no rest night in July, only day.
Come back, mom, you can't stay in a foreign country for long.
The little urn dream in front of the French window,
Use the little plants you planted yourself.
Come back, mom, and protect your town after the fire.
Spring is coming, and I will tread the wet and cold Qingming road.
Bury you in a small grave in your hometown.
Bury you in Jiangnan, a small town in Jiangnan.
The weeping willows hang down to your grave,
When spring comes, you must dream of a girl.
Dream of your mother.
Mother, on the Qingming road, my footprints will be deep,
Willow hair dripping with rain, mother, dripping with my memories,
Come back, mother, and protect this empty city.
There is an urgent need for a modern poem about hometown, homesickness with more than 60 words. Xi Murong's "Song of Hometown" is a flute in Qingyuan, which always rings on a moonlit night, but his hometown face is a vague disappointment, like a wave in the fog. After parting, homesickness is a tree that never grows old. When I was a child, homesickness was a small stamp/I was here/my mother grew up there/homesickness was a narrow boat ticket/I was here/the bride was behind that end/homesickness was a low grave/I was outside/my mother was inside and now/homesickness is a shallow strait/I am here/the mainland is over there. Please sing a song for me. Please use the forgotten ancient language and beautiful vibrato to gently call out the great rivers and mountains in my heart. Who says the tone of the song is too sad? If you don't like to hear it, it's because there is no desire in the song. We always sing it over and over again, like a grassland shining with golden light thousands of miles away, like a sandstorm whistling through the desert, like a hero riding a horse on a shady mountain near the Yellow River and returning to his hometown. Poetry: piccolo that evokes the soul □ Yu Guangzhong's soul returns, mother, the East cannot stay long. In the tropical waters where typhoons were born, the air pressure in the North Pacific was very low in July. When the soul returns, mother, the south can't stay long. The one-way street of the sun train moxibustion the feet of equatorial pedestrians in July. When the soul returns, mother, the north can't stay long. There is no rest night in July, only. You can't stay in a foreign country for long. The small urn is dreaming by the French window, accompanied by the small plants you planted by yourself. Come back, mom, and protect your town after the fire. Spring is coming, and I will tread the wet and cold Qingming Road and bury you in a small grave in my hometown. I will bury you in Jiangnan, a small town in Jiangnan. Willows hang down to your grave. Spring is coming, you should be a girl's child.
Modern poetry describes hometown (short) as a child/homesickness is a small stamp/I am here/my mother is there.
When I grow up/homesickness is a narrow ticket/I am here/the bride is there.
Later/homesickness was a low grave/I was outside/my mother was inside.
Now/homesickness is a shallow strait/I am here/the mainland is there.
Homesickness is a modern poem written by the poet Yu Guangzhong. Poetry expresses a kind of nostalgia for hometown. This poem also embodies the poet Yu Guangzhong's good wish for the early reunification of the Chinese nation.
2, "Homesickness" Xi Murong
It always rings with the moon at night.
The face of my hometown is a vague disappointment.
Like waves in the fog
After parting
Homesickness is a tree without rings.
Never grow old.
6. Poems about hometown: You from the old country, tell me what happened there! When you pass my silk window, are plum blossoms in full bloom? -Tang Wang Wei >
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 again, and I suddenly remembered home-Don Li Bai >
Where is your hometown? Unless you are drunk, forget it-Song Liqingzhao >
Miss your relatives more during the festive season-Tang Wangwei >
Looking forward to the full moon tonight, I don't know who Qiu Si will fall into-Don Wang Jian >
Everyone feels strange in a foreign language, but they hate the sound of singing birds like an ancient mountain-Don Sikong Tu >
Only the lake is reflected in front of the door, and the spring breeze does not change the old waves-Tang He Zhang Zhi >
Young people leave home, old people return, and the local accent remains the same. -Tang He Zhangzhi >
7. Poems about hometown (ancient or modern) meditate at night.
The foot of my bed is shining so brightly,
Is there frost already? ,
Looking up, I found it was moonlight.
Looking down, I feel nostalgic.
Wang Wei-thinking of my Shandong brother on vacation in the mountains.
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.
Ci Yin Mu
The thread in the loving mother's hand,
Make clothes for her wayward son.
She sewed it carefully, mended it thoroughly,
Afraid that the delay would make him come home late.
But how much love does an inch of grass have,
Make three spring scenery.
Yellow Crane Tower
Every tree in Hanyang becomes clear in the water.
Parrot Island is a nest of sweet grass.
But I looked home, and the twilight was getting thicker.
The river is shrouded in mist, which brings people deep melancholy.
1. I often go, Yangliu is Yiyi; I want to come today, it's raining->
2. Mourning can make you cry, and looking far can make you return to China-Han Yuefu Folk Songs >
3. Humayi North Wind, Crossing the South Branch of the Bird's Nest-Nineteen Ancient Poems by Han
4. But how much love did the grass get-Don Meng Jiao >
5. Now, approaching my village and meeting people, I dare not ask a question-Tang Song Wen Zhi >
You people from my old country, tell me what happened there! When you passed my window, was the plum blossom Han Mei's flower? -Tang Wang Wei >
7. The foot of my bed is shining so brightly. Is it frosty already? Looking up, I found that it was moonlight and sank again, and I suddenly remembered home-Don Li Bai >
8. Where is your hometown? Unless you are drunk, forget it-Song Liqingzhao >
9. miss your relatives more during the festive season-Tang Wangwei >
10. It's moonlit tonight. I wonder who Qiu Si will fall into-Don Wang Jian >
1 1. Everyone gradually feels strange in the local accent, but they hate singing birds like Laoshan-Downs Kong Tu >
12. Only the lake is reflected in front of the door, and the spring breeze does not change the old waves-Tang He Zhang Zhi >
13. Teenagers leave home, old people return, and the local accent remains unchanged. -Tang He Zhangzhi >
14. He knows that the dew will be frost tonight, and how bright the moonlight is at home! -Tang Du Fu >;
15. Sadness is more than sadness. Parting-Warring States. Chu. Qu yuan >
16. The day of parting is far away, but the day of clothing is slow-Korea. >
17. After the wild goose falls, think before the flowers-Sui Xue Daoheng >
18. Stay away from hatred like grass in spring. You can go further and live-Li Yu of Southern Tang Dynasty >
19. If you keep cutting, the reason is still chaotic, which means leaving sadness. Especially the general taste is in your heart-Li Yu >
20. It is easier to see when you are away, and the water is gone in spring. What a heaven and earth-Li Yu >
2 1. It's almost as difficult for friends to meet each other. As for the rising stars-Don Du Fu >;
22. I advise you to drink one more glass of wine. There is no reason to go abroad-Don Wang Wei >
23. Mochow has no confidant in the road ahead, and no one in the world knows a gentleman-Tang Gaoshi >
24. The Peach Blossom Pond is deeper in thousands of feet than in Wang Lun-Li Bai >
25. The last time we met in the flowers, in the flowers where we parted, it has been a year since it bloomed today-Don Wei Wu Ying >
26. I've known her for a long time, and we've been apart for a long time. The east wind rises and flowers fall-Tang Shangyin >
27. Candles have a heart to say goodbye and cry for others until dawn. -Don Mutu >
28. If there is no north-south road outside the door, people should avoid sad parting-Don Mutu >
29. Peach, plum, spring breeze, a glass of wine, a lamp for ten years. —— Huang Song Ting Jian >
30. Alone at the bottom of the river, the moonlight is like water. Where are the people who came to see the moon together? The scenery is vaguely like last year-Tang Zhaoxian >
3 1. There should be no hate. When will it grow into a circle? -history >
32. I wish people a long time and take Wan Li Road. -history >
homesickness
In childhood
Homesickness is a small stamp.
I'm at this end
Mom is over there.
When I grow up
Homesickness is a narrow ticket.
I'm at this end
The bride is over there.
We'll talk about it later.
Homesickness is a low grave.
I am outside
Mom's inside.
But now
Homesickness is a shallow strait.
I'm at this end
The mainland is over there
8.20 homesick poem "Thinking of a Quiet Night" (Tang) Li Bai's foot is bright, is there frost? .
I looked up at the moon and looked down, feeling nostalgic. "A note to friends in the north on a rainy night" (Tang Dynasty) Li Shangyin asked that the return date was undecided, and the rain rose in the autumn pool in the evening.
When * * * cut the candle at the west window, but talk about the rain at night. "Looking at the Post Station" (Tang) Bai Juyi Jing' an's home has a window willow, and flowers are thrown on the ground in front of the post station.
Two beautiful springs, on the same day; At this time, family members miss their relatives outside, and people outside miss their families. "Nanpu Bie" (Tang) Bai Juyi Nanpu is sad, and the west wind is curling in autumn.
Turn back immediately, my heart is broken, so I can leave and don't look back. Night Thinking on the Winter Solstice Day in Handan (Tang Dynasty) Bai Juyi thought about the Winter Solstice Day in Handan, accompanied by the shadow of the lamp with his arms around his knees.
If you want to sit at home late at night, you should also talk about travelers. "Dengguazhou" (Northern Song Dynasty) Wang Anshi's Jingkou Guazhou is a water room, and Zhongshan is only separated by several mountains.
The gentle spring breeze turns green again, but, moon in the sky, when can you take me home? Farewell to Jingmen Ferry (Tang) Li Bai sailed to 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 Works (Tang Dynasty) The New Year only deepened my yearning for Liu Changqing and added a lonely tear to an exile. 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 (Tang Dynasty) Zhang Ji saw the autumn wind in Luoyang City and wanted the writer to write a meaningful book. 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.
"Sauvignon Blanc" (Qing) Nalanxing Deshan is a journey, the water is a journey, the body is going, and the night is a thousand lights. 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.
In addition to the night work (Tang) hotel, the cold light alone does not sleep, 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. Miscellaneous Poems (Tang Dynasty) Wang Wei, you come from my old country and tell me what happened there! .
Leaning against the window and opening the first cold flower tomorrow? ? "Mountain Holidays Miss Shandong Brothers" (Tang Dynasty) Wang Wei is a stranger in a foreign land, and he misses his 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.
Rainy Rain, Tang Juyi, Tanke Sashige, is 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 is in the guest" Li Tang's trip is cold food, homesick tears. The sound book is broken in the sky, and the peach and plum spring rain.
The muscles of the ribs came late, but the insects were tired of drinking, only for singing. How many people lost outside his suburbs and went out for an outing.
"Qiu Si by the River" Don Du Xunhe drove his horse down the river, and his homesickness grew 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.
"Seeing Friends Crossing the South of the Yangtze River" Where is the homesickness in Tang Zhang Qiao, the world is turbulent. 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.
"Tianjingsha Qiu Si" [Yuan] The old vines in Ma Zhiyuan are faint, the bridges are flowing, and the ancient roads are thin and thin. When the sun sets, heartbroken people are at the end of the world.
"Seeing Friends Crossing the South of the Yangtze River" Where is the homesickness in Tang Zhang Qiao, the world is turbulent. 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" Tang did not thank for going north, and the letter from Yunnan did not return. 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 Beyond the River Tang Wei Zhuang is sad in a foreign land every spring, and Du Qu oriole knows it. 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, Wang Wan, under the green hill, we meandered forward, me and my boat, 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. Finally, I can send my emissary and wild goose to Luoyang:
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9. Modern poetry describes homesickness. Looking up at the stars on such a beautiful night, the breeze is slow and the night is colorful. The longing to go home after last night's vicissitudes brought my thoughts to a distant place. No matter how far I go to the ends of the earth, I still know that the appearance of my hometown always makes me cry! My hometown's yearning for you has been integrated into my blood and bones, and your roots have been deeply rooted in my soul. I always fall in love with the sweet songs in my hometown, the bright moonlight in my hometown, the streets of the familiar sunset city, and people come and go, but I don't see my familiar faces. Full of heavy luggage from my hometown, it gently lifted the pain of my missing.