Meng Jiao
The mother used the needle and thread in her hand to make clothes for her long-distance son.
Before leaving, I had a stitch for fear that my son would come back late and his clothes would be damaged.
But how much love does this inch of grass have? Make three spring scenery.
Vacation in the mountains reminds me of my brothers in Shandong.
Wang Wei
As a stranger in a foreign land,
Please think twice about your relatives during the festival.
Know where the brothers climb,
There is a man missing from the dogwood.
Seven step poem
Cao zhi
Boil beans and burn beans,
The beans are crying in the kettle.
Originally born from the same root,
What's the hurry?
Think of my brothers on a moonlit night.
Du Fu
A vagrant heard the drums heralding the battle,
A wild goose sings in autumn.
He knew that the dew tonight would be frost,
How bright the moonlight is at home! .
Oh, my brothers, lost and scattered,
What does life without you mean to me? .
But if something goes wrong with peacetime letters,
What can I expect during the war? .
Melancholy Qiu Si
Ji Zhang
Look at the autumn wind in Luoyang,
The writer's book is full of meaning.
I can't talk about it in a hurry
Pedestrians came and opened again.
Su Shi's Poems in Mourning Wang Chaoyun;
As a seedling, it is amazing not to show off and not to make Tong Wu mysterious to me.
In the scene, I hate that there is no chitose medicine, only Hinayana Zen.
If you want to pay off your old debts when you are sad, you can break your back.
There is no distance to the bamboo root, and the night light is courteous.
Mourn Wang Fu:
Ten years of life and death are two boundless.
Never think, never forget.
A lonely grave thousands of miles away, desolate and nowhere to talk about.
Even if we don't know each other, our faces are dusty and our temples are frosty.
When night came, my dream suddenly came home.
Xiao Xuan window, get dressed.
Care for each other without words, only a thousand lines of tears
It is estimated that the annual heartbroken place, moonlit night, short matsuoka.