Poetry 1: Homesickness
Afterglow of sunset glow
Scattered on country roads.
Walk into the countryside
White kitchen smoke
The river
Poetry 1: Homesickness
Afterglow of sunset glow
Scattered on country roads.
Walk into the countryside
White kitchen smoke
The river in my heart will flow forever.
Sing a ballad
Embark on a long journey with dreams
I am familiar with this road.
Like your own eyes.
wayside
The shadow is dancing.
be homesick
Wildflowers smell good.
Listen to the small bridge flowing water
Watch ducks leave the river.
Green Liu Chengxing
Flowers bloom.
Running water reflects distant dreams.
I'm back.
Holding a bottle full of thoughts
Afraid of breaking
On the road in my hometown.
And my shadow.
Pull longer and longer.
Poetry 2: Homesickness
This is your childhood dream.
at present
You live in a room with heating.
I have long forgotten my childhood friends.
A noisy city
Crowded building
Please leave for your hometown.
homesickness
I really want to go back to my hometown.
Face the loess and face the morning sun.
You certainly don't want to
Let's stop appreciating poetry.
Really do something for the old people.
Poetry 3: homesickness
The cuckoo's cry
When it is far away, it is near.
From the depths of dreams
With the fragrance of hometown soil.
The seed of homesickness
always
Attack by surprise
Wait a minute.
In a desolate heart
Breeding a piece of green.
memory
On countless bright petals
flow
Gege's kitchen smoke
It is the weather vane for rural children to go home.
This is the mother's deep call.
An elegant river.
Talking about a girl's initial dream.
A winding path
Looking forward to the dream of youth.
Dandelion in childhood
Wandering in the wind
In this land full of laughter and tears
city
Buried all the green plants.
hometown
Through the corridor of memory
Has been frozen into autumn leaves
With my passionate feelings
air-dry
One of the most precious bookmarks!
Poetry 4: Homesickness
lonely
night
Leave me in the city
That bright street
The stars and the moon
Why not show me your face?
Do you know
Who is knocking on my mind?
Disturb my lingering.
Poetry 5: Walking on the strings of homesickness
A bright moon
Hanging in the dark sky
Like a rope.
Connected to my nerves
Manipulate my pulse
The pulse that makes me beat
Sing homesick songs
Rainy season in Jiangnan
Imitate last year's posture.
On a lonely night
Vulgar language
It's like being in the heart of a wanderer.
Insert a sharp knife.
When the blade cuts the blood vessel,
The blood didn't come out.
Deep red blood
Can only flow on the land of my hometown.
Swallows flying in the sky
From my hometown.
A sad voice
Want to awaken the soul of the wanderer
A wandering homesick soul
I kept it in my heart as early as the moment I left home.
Thoughts disturb time and space.
Break through the barriers of time
As if at this moment.
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