Wandering wanderers miss their hometown poems.

1: Sail alone in the blue sky, only the Yangtze River flows in the sky.

Everything in the world is in spring sorrow, and now it's time to cry to Cang Ming.

The boys in the village saw me, but they didn't recognize me. He smiled and asked me where the guest was from.

Every man is responsible for the rise and fall of the world. -gu

5. Nanpu Bie (Tang) Bai Juyi Nanpu is sad, and the west wind is autumn. Turn back immediately, my heart is broken, so I can leave and don't look back.

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. ... the night now gives way to the ocean of the sun, and Jiang Chunren was in the old year. I can finally send my messenger, the wild goose, back to Luoyang. -Wang Wan is a anchorage at the foot of Beibao Mountain.

8. People gradually feel strange in the local accent, but they hate the sound of singing birds like an old mountain-Don Skantu & gt

I miss my hometown on the moon, but I miss seeing stars.

1 1: There is only a lake in front of the door, and the spring breeze does not change the old waves. -Tang He Zhang Zhi>

13: Seeing the autumn wind in Luoyang, I want a writer to write a book. I can't tell you how hurried I am. Pedestrians are pouring in, Kaifeng.

14: Moon, now at sea, Tianya * * * at this time. Bring a separated heart, and be considerate for a long time at night! Put out the candle to love this moonlit room, and I wander in the deep night dew in my clothes. You can't have beautiful moonlight, just want to meet you in your dreams.

15: Candles are willing to say goodbye and cry for others until dawn.

Although a country is divided, mountains and rivers still exist, and trees and grass turn green again in spring. When you feel it, the tears are fading, and the lonely birds sing their sadness. -Du Fu

18: Nostalgia (Tang) Snow Peach Mount Emei is like oil, pity that I am not in the same boat. When the sails leave Gimpo, the songs will flow in unison.

Candles have a heart to say goodbye and cry for others until dawn-Don Mutu & gt

22: Splendid rivers and mountains are cleaned up, and the whole people are the masters. -Zhu De: "Send to the South"

Qiu Si, a native of Luoyang, saw the autumn wind and wanted to find a writer to write a 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.

He knows that the dew will be frost tonight, and how bright the moonlight is at home! -Tang Du Fu

The soldiers turned around and looked at the border, thinking of home with longing eyes. -Li Bai

27: It's already ten frosts in Bingzhou, and I miss Xianyang day and night. For no reason, I crossed the mulberry river, but I hope that Bingzhou is my hometown. -Liu Zao's "Journey to the North"

Our boys and girls, poor little babies, are too young to know where the capital is!

29: Rainy (Tang) Bai Juyi Kesashige is foggy, 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.

30: Being a stranger alone in a foreign land, I miss my relatives more often during the festive season.

3 1: When those red berries come in spring, they blush on your southern branches. People who want to miss them collect more, and Mix red beans have attracted people's attention.

Water brings you the feeling of home, dragging your boat for 300 miles.

34: We met for the last time in the flowers. In the flowers where we parted, it has been a year since it bloomed today.

35: Plum blossoms in the south of the Yangtze River have blossomed, and people have already touched the horizon.

36: The hotel stays awake alone in the cold light, and the guest's heart turns sad. My hometown is thinking thousands of miles tonight, and it is another year of the Ming Dynasty.

38: Peach, plum and spring breeze, a glass of wine, ten years of rivers and lakes, Yi Deng-Huang Song listens to the sword & gt

42: Tonight, the moon is full, and I wonder whose home Qiu Si is-Don Wang Jian & gt

It's only seven days since spring, and I've been away from home for two years. The day of returning home is behind the bird's return to the earth, but the idea of returning home has existed before the spring flowers bloom.

44: The mountains are long and the water is long. I can't get rid of this feeling all the way, and I can't stop this homesickness. I only send a lovesickness heart to the moon, just as the moon sends a thousand miles of lovesickness. I hope people will live for a long time and be beautiful thousands of miles away.

45: Shuofang Liuzao Guest House has been frosted for ten times, and I miss Xianyang day and night. For no reason, I crossed the mulberry river, but I hope that Bingzhou is my hometown.

46: When can we lie on the screen again and look at the bright light and stop crying? ?

47: drooping leaves on foreign trees, cold light of lonely lanterns at night.

48: Guanling Yinshu breaks, winter goes to winter, and spring goes to spring. The closer I get to my hometown, the more timid I am, afraid to inquire about people from home. -Song Wenzhi "Crossing the Han River")

You people from my old country, tell me what happened there! It's plum blossom. When you pass my window, Han Mei is in bud.

5 1: You people from my old country, tell me what happened there! . When you pass by my window, are plum blossoms blooming? -Wang Wei's Miscellaneous Poems)

54: 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>