Homecoming Poetry, ancient poetry is the general name of China's ancient poetry, which refers to the poems created by ancient people in China. The concept of ancient poetry, that is, China's ancient poetry, is rich and colorful, so do you know any poems about returning home?
Poetry 1: the first poem of returning home
As the sun sets, the branches cannot move forward. Laugh at dantian when you enter the village.
Time has lost my childhood dream, and the countryside still respects the sages.
People who come back from retirement are as old as before, and they can't sleep at night in the clinic.
Wandering home from afar is ashamed of parents' tears.
The second song
The geese crossed Hengyang and begged for help, so the garden was long gone.
Young people are used to the spring breeze, and the prodigal son is flying in the snow now.
Melancholy Qian Shan woodbirds, desolate passers-by.
Mo Wen sorrow at this time. There is a battle on the moon and north of the river.
The third song
Returning home at dusk in summer, the grass is fat and the eagle is low, and the wood fire is lonely.
It turned out that Hu Qin chased the fierce horse, and the milk in the cup made a copper pot.
The host is eager to try, and the guests are loving.
The wind swept Shan Ying and hit the water, and the starlight splashed all over the township lake.
The fourth song
Faint sunshine, near dusk at the foot of Cangshan Mountain.
My heart returns to my hometown, but my eyebrows lock Liu Cun's worries.
A confident hand can cut off the water with a knife, and the toppings are still drunk.
Ruthlessness is a window moon, laughing at my dream today?
The fifth song
On the bank of stop for a minute, I crossed the bridge and entered Bianzhou.
The returning birds are tired of the wind blowing their wings, and the tourists add their feet to the softness.
Ziya fishing is late, and Ruan Ji sings poetry and complains about autumn.
When Gao Tang kneels, don't worry.
song 6
The wild old man went back to the field for the night and let him go back and forth several times.
Although moss is covered with frost and snow, green ants are still full.
Pingping often eliminates loneliness, while Zhu Ting seeks warmth.
Simple tea, simple rice, make you happy, don't envy rich people in Zhumen.
Returning home poem 2 "Tian Jia Yuan Ri" Meng Haoran
I returned to the north last night and set out from the east today;
I'm already strong, and I'm worried about agriculture without money.
Mulberry field cultivates father, lotus hoe follows shepherd boy;
Tian said that this year's climate is abundant.
"Selling Dementia" Fan Chengda
On new year's eve, people don't sleep, tired of being depressed and forcing the new year;
Children are told to take the long street, and clouds are called to sell if they have dementia.
Except at night.
It's a matter of unity being empty, and Wan Li is lovesick overnight.
Worried that the crow dies, you will see the spring breeze again.
Wang Anshi and Yuan Ri
In addition to the one-year-old firecrackers, the spring breeze sends warmth into Tu Su;
The rising sun sheds light on doors of each household, New peachwood charm is put up to replace the old.
On the first day of Yuan Dynasty, the jade ground was covered with buttercups.
Every year, the lotus drops leak, and Bijing Tu Su sinks the frozen wine.
Han Xiao is still cheating. She is slim in spring.
Beauty urges a long life, and cypress leaves and green peppers are covered with beautiful sleeves.
Deep in my hometown, I don't know each other, but I only stay with Dong Jun.
"Except Night" Wen Tianxiang
Dry kunkong, years go to the church;
The end of the road is stormy, and the poor side is full of ice and snow.
Life disappears with the years, and the body is forgotten;
There is no such thing as killing Su Meng. It's still early at night.
"Happy New Year" Wen Zhiming
I don't want to meet, but I want to talk about it. The famous papers are all us.
I also throw some paper at people. The world is too simple and empty.
Julia, a new unified book.
The wind and frost in heaven and earth are exhausted, and the weather in Gankun is harmonious;
Adding the New Year brings old mountains and rivers in spring.
Mei Liufang is full of pride, sloppy and old;
Tu Sucheng was drunk and laughed at Baiyun.
Poetry about the Return of the Native 3 1 Except Night
Tang Bai Juyi
My eyes are sick, I don't sleep much, I don't care for my old age, my heart is old and my heart is moving, and spring is suddenly leaking.
When the fire needle lights are on, there will be sixty people with flat heads.
2. Except at night
Don
The residual wax is exhausted, and the east wind should gradually smell.
How much is it per night? I want to share it when I am two years old.
Call when it's dark, and spring blossoms.
In the Ming Dynasty, I held wine in my hand and wished Yao Jun first.
3. Except at night.
Tangluoyin
The official calendar is coming to an end, and the village mash is strong and self-unloading.
Hate cold and warmth, fear the old and cherish the disabled.
As time goes by, KouRong is still uneven.
Children don't know anything, singing until dawn.
4. Except at night
Don
Nine winters and thirty nights, cold and warm.
By the time I got to the fourth watch, I was already one year old.
Fish lights delay fire, animals carbonize spring ash.
Di Qing should be old by now, welcome new times.
5. Yuanri (Yulouchun)
Maopang
Every year, the lotus drops leak, and Bijing Tu Su freezes the wine.
Han Xiao is still cheating. She is slim in spring.
Beauty urges longevity, and cypress leaves and peppers have green sleeves.
Deep in my hometown, I don't know each other, but I only stay with Dong Jun.
6. Tianjiayuan Day
Tang Meng Hao ran
I returned to the north last night and set out from the east today;
I'm already strong, and I'm worried about agriculture without money.
Mulberry field cultivates father, lotus hoe follows shepherd boy;
Tian said that this year's climate is abundant.
7. Zhang Shaofu, Music City, New Year's Eve Club
(Tang) Meng Haoran
All along, the two have a good relationship and know each other intimately.
After dark, people will light red candles and wait for friends' birthday party.
During the dinner, the singers sang the old song of Plum Blossom, and everyone drank the newly steamed white wine, pushed a cup for a change, and occasionally there was a game in which drinkers bet.
The author is wandering around now, enjoying the past, year after year.
8. Spring Festival
[(Ye Xie]
The dharma turns to sum, and the shoulder rubs the hub to hit the music.
There is no need to welcome guests in the eastern suburbs, and spring scenery is in thousands of households.