1, "A Journey of Sauvignon Blanc" Qing Nalan Rong Ruo: A Journey of Mountain, a Journey of Water, a Thousand Lights at Night. 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.
2, "Crossing the Han River" Song Wenzhi in the Tang Dynasty: Shengshuling is broken outside, and winter is revived. The closer I get to my hometown, the more timid I am, afraid to inquire about people from home.
3, "The next berth in Beibao Mountain" Wan: Under the green hills, I and the boat, on 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 messenger, Wild Goose, back to Luoyang.
4, "Silent Night Thinking" Tang Dynasty Li Bai: Will there be frost on the bright line at the foot of my bed? . I looked up at the moon and looked down, feeling nostalgic.
5. "On listening to the flute at night on the wall of the township" Li Yi in the Tang Dynasty: The sand is like snow before Yuefeng, and the moon outside the city is like frost. I don't know where the bleak reed flute blows and I look at my hometown all night.
6, "Guan Shanyue" Tang Libai: The bright moon rises from the mountain of heaven, in the infinite haze of the sea of clouds. The mighty wind blew Wan Li and crossed Yumen Pass. At that time, Han soldiers pointed at the mountain road, and Tubo coveted the vast territory of Qinghai. This is a land of wars in past dynasties, and few soldiers can survive. The soldiers turned and looked at the border, thinking of home with longing eyes. The soldier's wife looked at the tower and lamented when she would see her relatives far away.
7. "On Mountain Holidays and Thinking of Shandong Brothers" Wang Wei in Tang Dynasty: Being in a foreign land, I miss my relatives twice every holiday. When I think of my brothers' bodies climbing high, I will feel a little regret for not being able to reach me.
8. "Smelling the flute in Los Angeles on a Spring Night" Li Bai in the Tang Dynasty: The sound of the flute flying in the dark scattered into the spring breeze in Los Angeles. In this nocturne, the willow is broken, and no one can afford to be homesick.
9, "On the Messenger of the Jingshi" Cen Can in the Tang Dynasty: The old garden looks east for a long time, and the sleeves are long and tears. I'll meet you immediately, without paper and pen. Please tell my family that I'm safe.
10 "seeing friends off at Jingmen Ferry" Li Bai in Tang Dynasty: sail to Jingmen Ferry, and soon you will be with people in the south. 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.