A poem about returning home 1. Homecoming poems
1. That's Zhan, running with joy.
Servants are welcome and children are waiting for the door. The three paths are barren, and the pine chrysanthemum still exists.
Bring children into the room, there will be wine bottles. Lead the pot to think for yourself and make the court happy.
Leaning against the south window to send lofty sentiments, judge your knees to be comfortable. Garden Day includes fun, although the door is fixed and often closed.
Help the old man to rest, and correct his head if he goes far. Clouds come out of holes unintentionally, and birds don't know when to fly.
The scenery is coming, lonely and lingering. -Wei and Jin Dynasties: Excerpted from Tao Yuanming's Gui Xi Ci 2. The sky is red and the clouds are west, and the ground is flat at the foot of the sun.
Chai Men's birds are noisy, and thousands of miles away. My wife blames me, and I'm still crying.
The chaos of the world is drifting, and it is accidental to survive! Neighbors are all over the wall, sighing. Midnight is more like a candle, relatively dreamy.
-Tang Dynasty: Du Fu's Qiang Village 3. Teenagers leave home, old people return, and the local accent does not change. When children meet strangers, they will smile and ask where the guests are from.
-Tang Dynasty: Homecoming Book, Volume 4. The child held hands and asked why it was too late to come back. * * * Who is fighting for time to win sideburns?
-Tang Dynasty: Du Mu's "Going Home" 5. Three years later, my brother returned to China for more than a day. Drink tonight and write a book when you go.
Sick bones can still exist, but there is nothing in the world? Why ask cattle and horses, vote for Ren Xiaolu! -Tang Dynasty: Li He's Show My Brother 6. When the hedge falls in autumn, tofu will be seen, and the bamboo door will cross the water bank. When it rains in Song House, it should be clear, and the lonely lamp in the Buddhist room is against the crimson yarn.
All day long, you are like a mouse, lazy at the snake. Are there bass near Xijiang River? Hans Zhang didn't get home until he went home by boat.
-Tang Dynasty: Li Ying's Return from Beijing after beginning of autumn' 7. What is the gift? I'm not ashamed to come back. Can know this meaning, willing to bear all the mistakes.
There are no nurseries for farming in the country, and there are fishing rocks in the rivers. This is difficult to happen, and it is expected to revive Confucianism.
-Tang Dynasty: Xiang Si's trip home.
2. What poems describe "returning"?
1. "Send my brother and uncle back to Yixing"
Tang Dynasty: Quan Deyu
There are few brothers in a foreign land, but I still see you. Come to drink in the forest and farm the lake fields.
When it rains in summer, it sleeps for several nights. Spare no effort to study hard and be a valuable teenager.
2. "I sent Song to evaluate things when I returned home."
Tang dynasty: Bao Rong
Zhu Jun Hou Yuan Lu Jinggui, Tiger Flag Chunhui Dragon Boat Festival. If you want Daiyue to burn firewood,
Siru people sewed and stuffed clothes. The sword leans against the sky, and five clouds fly around the sun.
Heart period * * * He Taiping Shi, go to my hometown to eat EU.
3. Weaving Girl on the 7th of Leap Month
Tang Dynasty: Wang Wan
The river is weak, and the fairy is thin this night.
The leap in July this year deserves two rewards.
4. Little Red Lips
Song Dynasty: Lv Shengji
A boat floated home to live by the river. This goes back to. Be a fisherman.
Don't hang the sail or paddle. Tianya road. Yunshan smoked bamboo. Always leave a place for someone.
5. "On the mountain road, the tung tree, the topic of the past is small."
Tang Dynasty: Bai Juyi
I followed you five times and passed this corner.
Laughing and asking the old tung in the atrium, I am going back and forth.
6. Weeping Zhang Rong
Tang Dynasty: Geng Kun
He can be a scholar in his early years, but he is contrary to the world in his middle age. Widows are few and children are few.
The ears are dusty and dark, and the rain does not fly. Still the old country road, loneliness is back.
3. regression poetry
There are so many poems that express homesickness that it is difficult to list them one by one. The most famous is Tao Yuanming's "Gui Xi Ci", and the relevant original text and translation are as follows: 1. Original text: Gui Xi! Will the countryside destroy Hu Bugui? Since the heart is the form of service, isn't it sad? People who can catch up without admonishing the past; Not far from being lost, I feel that today is not yesterday.
The ship is far away and the wind is blowing. Asking for directions, ex-husband, hate dawn.
It looks forward to Yu Heng and runs with joy. Servants are welcome and children are waiting for the door.
The three paths are barren, and the pine chrysanthemum still exists. Bring children into the room, there will be wine bottles.
Lead the pot to think for yourself and make the court happy. Leaning against the south window to send lofty sentiments, judge your knees to be comfortable.
Garden Day includes fun, although the door is fixed and often closed. Help the old man to rest, and correct his head if he goes far.
Clouds come out of holes unintentionally, and birds don't know when to fly. The scenery is coming, lonely and lingering.
Come back! Please rest assured that you will never travel. The world is against me, what can I ask for? Please love words from relatives, play music and read books to eliminate worries.
The farmer told Yu Yichun that he wanted to do something with Xichou. Or a towel cart, or a boat
This is not only a gentle and elegant road to find ravines, but also a rugged road through hills. Wood is thriving and spring is blooming.
When everything is fine, I feel that my journey of life is over. I don't hold grudges anymore! How long will you live in the apartment? What does Hu Wei want? Wealth is not my wish, and the emperor's hometown cannot be expected.
When you are pregnant, you can go alone or plant a stick. Deng and He Lin wrote poems together.
Chatting until the end, Loew's fate is ridiculous! Second, translation: go home! The countryside is going to be deserted, why not go back? Since my mind is enslaved by my body, why am I so depressed and sad alone? I regret that my past mistakes are irreparable, but I firmly believe that I can make up for them in the years to come. In fact, I am not far from this road, and I have realized that what I am doing now is right and what I am doing is wrong.
The boat floated gently on the water, and the breeze blew the clothes. Asked the pedestrians the way ahead, they only felt that the morning was dim and the sky was not bright.
As soon as I saw my humble home, I galloped forward happily. The servants greeted them happily, and the children waited at the door.
The path in the courtyard is overgrown with weeds, and the pines, cypresses and chrysanthemums are still there; As the children entered the room, the wine bottle was full. I picked up the hip flask and poured it myself, looking at the court tree and showing a happy look; Leaning against the south window, I am proud of the world and feel that this small place is easy to make me feel at ease.
It is interesting to walk alone in the garden every day. The door of the small garden is often closed. Walking on crutches, always looking up into the distance. White clouds naturally float out of the hole, and tired birds know to fly back to their nests; The sun is dim, and the sun is about to set. I can't bear to leave, and my hands are lonely and loose.
Go home! I want to break up with secular people. Everything about them doesn't suit my interest. What do you want from driving out again? Chatting with old friends in the village makes me happy, and playing the piano and reading can make me sad; The farmer told me that spring was coming, and he was going to farm in the west.
Sometimes driving a towel cart, sometimes rowing a boat, we not only have to explore deep valleys, but also walk through rugged hills. Trees are lush and springs are flowing slowly. (1) Envy all living things in nature to grow and prosper in time and lament that their lives are coming to an end.
Forget it! How much time is left in the world? Why not go or stay according to your own mind? Why are you unhappy? Where else do you want to go? Wealth is not what I want, and there is no hope of ascending to heaven. Cherish the beautiful scenery and I will enjoy it alone, or I will help the seedlings grow with crutches. Climbing up the eastern hillside, I screamed at the edge of Qingxi and recited poems; Let's end our lives naturally and take pleasure in our fate. Hesitate about what? .
4. What are the poems about "going home"?
1, you people from my old country, tell me what happened there! . -Wang Wei's Miscellaneous Poems
2. Xian Yi, young and old, left home, and the local accent has not changed. -He Zhangzhi's Homecoming Book
Now, close to my village and meeting people, I dare not ask a question. -Song Wenzhi "Crossing the Han River"
Under the blue mountain, my boat and I meandered along the green water. -Wang Wan's berth at the foot of Beibao Mountain.
5. After people return to geese, they think about flowers. -Xue Daoheng's "Homecoming"
6. Looking up, I found it was moonlight, sinking again, and I suddenly remembered home. -Li Bai's Thoughts on a Quiet Night
On the seventh day, the rest of the flutes flew silently, and the spring breeze filled Los Angeles. -Li Bai's "Smelling the flute in Los Angeles on a Spring Night"
8. I have been in first frost for ten years in the Guest House and Bingzhou, and I remember Xianyang day and night. -Liu Zao's "Journey to the North"
9. As soon as you see heartbroken, you can't go back. -Bai Juyi's Nanpu Bie
10, I want to sit at home late at night and talk about people who travel far away. -Bai Juyi's Night Thoughts on the Winter Solstice in Handan
1 1, the spring scenery in the two places is the same, which makes people homesick. -Bai Juyi's "Looking at the Station"
12, I turned to my hometown because I was bored, and my dream of returning home became longer. -Zhu Chen's "Go Home"
13, I can finally send my messenger, Wild Goose, back to Luoyang. -Wang Wan's berth at the foot of Beibao Mountain.
14, the spring scenery in the two places is the same, which makes people homesick. -Bai Juyi's "Looking at the Station"
15, where do children come from when they meet strangers? -He Zhangzhi's Homecoming Book
5. Poems about going home
Nostalgia in poetry 1. You come from my old country.
Tell me what happened there! . When you pass by my window, are plum blossoms blooming? (Wang Wei's Miscellaneous Poems) 2. Young people leave home, old people return, and the local accent has not changed.
Where do children come from when they meet strangers? "He zhang's" hometown couplet ") 3. The spine of the book is broken, winter returns to winter and spring returns 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") 4. 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.
... night gives way to the ocean of the sun, and the old year melts in freshness. I can finally send my messenger, the wild goose, back to Luoyang.
(Wang Wan's "The Next Berth on Beibao Mountain") 5. It's only seven days in spring and two years away from home. 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.
(Xue Daoheng's Home) 6. The foot of my bed is shining with such bright light. Is it frosty already? . I looked up at the moon and looked down, feeling nostalgic.
(Li Bai's Silent Night Thinking) 7. The sound of Yudi's flight was dark, and the spring breeze filled Los Angeles. In this nocturne, everyone can't remember the national conditions.
(Li Bai's "Smelling the flute in Los Angeles on a Spring Night") 8. It has been ten frosts in Bingzhou, and I miss Xianyang day and night. For no reason, I crossed the mulberry river, but I hope that Bing is my hometown.
(Liu Zao's Journey to the North) 9. Wanderers listen to drums and autumn geese sing. The dew turns to frost tonight, and the moonlight at home is bright!
Brothers are scattered, and no one can ask about life and death. Letters sent to Luoyang city are often not delivered, and wars often do not stop.
Bai Juyi's three homesick poems are looking at the willow at the window and the flowers at the front of the post in Jing 'an Hall. Two beautiful springs, on the same day; At this time, family members miss their relatives outside, and people outside miss their families.
I miss my hometown from winter to day and night in Handan post office every winter to Sunday, and I always have a kneepad lamp with me. If you want to sit at home late at night, you should also talk about travelers.
Nanpu bid farewell to Nanpu, and the west wind curled up in autumn. Turn back immediately, my heart is broken, so I can leave and don't look back.