Poetry about missing the moon: 1. Poetry about missing the moon.
Hello! That's too much.
Let me list some: 1, Jingyesi, Li Bai, can there be frost on the bright line at the foot of my bed? . I looked up at the moon and looked down, feeling nostalgic.
2, "Jade Family" Tang Libai Her jade steps were cold and dew, and the bottom of the silk was wet. She lingered there for so long. Go back to my room and put down the crystal curtain, still looking at the exquisite moon through the curtain.
3, "Qiupu Song XIII" Tang Li Bai Lishui Qing Yue, the moon egrets fly. Lang listened to the girl picking ling and returned with a nocturne.
4, "Drinking the Moon Alone" Tang Li Bai from from a pot of wine among the flowers, I drink alone. No one is with me. Raise my cup, I invite the bright moon, which brings me its shadow and makes us three people.
The moon doesn't know how to drink, but the shadow in front of it is behind. I have to mingle with them and enjoy the happiness of spring.
The song I sing is bright and wandering, and I dance the shadow before wandering. Wake up and be happy together, and disperse after drunkenness.
I am willing to stay with them forever and forget the harm of friendship, just like the Milky Way. 5, "Guan Shanyue" Tang Li Bai bright moon hanging high in heaven, the vast 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. 6. "Drinking asking for the moon" When will the clear sky and bright moon of Tang Li Bai come? Stop for a drink today and ask: the moon is unattainable, and the moon goes with people? As bright as a flying mirror, has the green smoke gone out? But when you see the night coming from the sea, would you rather know that it is going to the clouds? The moon is on the white rabbit's back, autumn and spring, and who is the neighbor of Chang's lonely life? Now people are not seen in Gu Yue, but in this month they took the ancients.
The ancients said, if people are running water, they look at the bright moon. Just look at the glass and sing loudly, and the moonlight can grow in a golden cup.
7, "Jiande Night Sleeping" Tang Meng Haoran My boat moored in the fog, and at dusk, the memories of the old days began. The vastness of the wilderness is deeper than trees, and the moon is very close to the moon.
8, "Month" Tang Xiaoru hook, the fan was flown by the Han fleet. Thin shadows will be round. How many places in the world can you see them? 9. "Looking at the moon and thinking about a distance" The bright moon in Jiuling, Zhang Tang, is now full of sea, and the horizon is * * * at this time.
People who love hate long nights and sleepless nights and miss their loved ones. 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. 10 "Remembering Brothers on a Moonlit Night" Tang Du Fu's wanderer listens to the drums and autumn geese.
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. 1 1, an autumn evening in the mountains, an empty mountain after the Tang Dynasty, standing in the autumn evening.
The bright moon shed clear light from the cracks and cleared the fountain on the rocks. The bamboo forest is sonorous, the washerwoman returns, and the lotus leaves are swaying to get on the canoe.
Spring spring might as well give it a rest, and the autumn sun can stay on the hills for a long time. 12, staying alone in the Tang Dumu Inn, I am locked with loneliness and sadness.
Recalling the cold light and returning to my hometown to recall the past; Like a flock of lost geese. The road to my hometown is too far away. I will come back at dawn, and the letter from home will not be sent to this place until next year.
The Cangjiang River in the moonlight, the scenery is so beautiful, and the fishing boat is in front of my house. 13, "Old Tea Talk" Tang Jian refers to the outside of Jiuhua Camp, with the title of Yujing.
When the moon opens, there is the sound of disorderly springs underground. Invite monks in the middle of the night and cook the moon with lonely songs.
The blue sky is heavy and broken, and the fragrance is light and the flowers are light. All the six fu-organs sleep, and the number of poems is clear.
I didn't dare to spend money after the month, so I supported it with my elbow. 14 "Song of Mujiang" Tang Yang is in the sky, half river rustling, half river red.
On the third night of September, the dew is like a pearl and the moon is like a bow. 15, "Frost Moon" Tang Li Shangyin first heard that there was no cicada in the wild goose, and a hundred feet of water met the sky.
The frost goddess and the moon are not afraid of the cold, and they are more beautiful and pure in the cold and frost recreation. 16, Man Xing, a song of Du Fu in Tang Dynasty, is only a few feet away from the river, and lanterns shine at night.
The heron in the sand head is silent, and the fish in the stern are screaming. 17 "Bo Qinhuai" Tang Dumu smoke cage cold water moon cage sand, night parking near Qinhuai restaurant.
Strong women in business don't know how to hate their country, but they still sing backyard flowers across the river. 18, "Night Sleeping by the Maple Bridge" On the frosty night in the Tang Dynasty, the fishermen in the river wind are worried.
In the lonely Hanshan Temple outside Suzhou, the bell that rang in the middle of the night reached the passenger ship. 19, "Farewell on a Moonlight Night" Tang Liye makes people speechless, the moon is silent, there is light, and people are affectionate.
Don't miss people like the bright moon, water city between clouds. 20. "Jiang Lou Qing" Tang Zhaowei went to Jiang Lou alone to meditate, and the moonlight was like water.
Where are all the people who come to play with the moon? The scenery is vaguely like last year. 2 1, "Looking at the Moon on Fifteen Nights" cries in the atrium of the Tang Dynasty, and the osmanthus is silent and wet.
Tonight, people are looking forward to it. I wonder who will fall in Qiu Si? 22, "Moonlit Night on the Spring River" Zhang Tang Xu Ruochun's river tide is even in the sea, and the sea is bright and bright. I drift thousands of miles, where there is no moonlight by the river? The river flows around Fangdian, and the moonlight shines on the flower forest like graupel.
Frost flows in the air, you can't fly, but you can't see the white sand on the pavilion. There is no dust in the sky on the river, and there is a lonely moon in the sky.
Who saw the moon by the river for the first time? When did Jiang Yue take the photo at the beginning of the year? Life is endless from generation to generation, and Jiang Yue is only similar year after year. I don't know who Jiang Yue is waiting for, but I see the Yangtze River delivering water.
The white clouds have gone, and Qingfeng is at a loss. Who will go boating tonight? Where do you miss Mingyue Building? Poor people wander upstairs for the moon, so they should leave someone to fill the mirror.
The curtain of the jade pot could not be rolled up, but it was brushed back on the anvil. At this time, I don't know each other. I hope China will shine on you every month.
Hongyan flies in the sky, and fish Long Qian jumps in the water. Last night, I dreamed that the idle pool had fallen, and the poor spring had not returned.
In spring, the river flows away, and the pond falls in the moon and the west. The slanting moon hides the sea fog, and Jieshi Xiaoxiang Road is infinite.
I wonder how many people will return every month. Falling flowers shake trees all over the river. 23, "Health Mist" Tang Niu Xi Ji New Moon is like an eyebrow, no reunion.
Red beans are unsightly and full of acacia tears. Peach pulp is cracked all day long, and benevolence is in my heart.
Sooner or later, the two partition flowers will tie the knot. 24, "tease" Tang Dai Shulun grass, grass, grass for the old soldiers.
The mountains in the south and the mountains in the north are all snowy, sunny and bright in Wan Li. Mingyue, Mingyue, Hu Jia is so sad.
25. "Bodhisattva Man" Whose flute is the plum blossom in Tangfengyan Temple, and the cloud condenses in the middle of the night. I haven't finished eating the pillow, and the people in Guanshan haven't returned it yet.
The sound is bitter, and the clouds break the frost and the moon. There are heavy curtains under the moonlight and the breeze is full of flowers.
26, "Hui Huan" Tang Lizhen went to the West Building without saying a word, the moon was like a hook, and the lonely phoenix tree deep courtyard locked in the clear autumn. Cut constantly, the reason is still chaotic, it is sadness, don't have a taste in your heart.
27, "Mid-Autumn Festival Full Moon" Song Sushi's twilight clouds are full of cold, silently turning to the jade plate. If you don't meet a good night in this life, where will you see the bright moon next year?
28. When did Song Sushi have a bright moon? I take my glass from a distance. I don't know the palace in the sky, and I don't know the month and time.
I'm willing to ride the wind to the sky, I'm afraid I can't stand the cold for nine days in a pavilion of fine jade. Dance to find the shadow, what is it like! The moon turned into a scarlet pavilion, hanging low on the carved window, shining on the sleepy self.
The moon should not have any resentment against people. Why is it round when people are gone? People are sad and happy, and they are separated and reunited. The moon will darken or shine, and it will become round or round. Nothing is perfect, even in the past. I hope people will live for a long time and have a good scenery thousands of miles away.
29, "Spring Night" Wang Song Ann's golden stove incense embers, cool breeze. Spring bothers me that I can't sleep, and the moon moves the railing.
30, "Fairy" Zhang Song Xianshui adjusted the number of voices and listened to the wine.
2. Poems describing the moon's longing for relatives
Guan Shanyue Tang Libai
A bright moon rises from Qilian Mountain and crosses the vast 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.
Looking at the moon and thinking about a Tang Zhang Jiuling in the distance
The moon, at this time is at sea, over the end of the world. People who love hate long nights and sleepless nights and miss their loved ones.
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.
Memories of Brothers on a Moonlit Night Don Du Fu
The drums of the defenders cut off people's communication, and a lonely goose was singing in autumn in the frontier. 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.
Tang Liye's Farewell on a Moonlight Night
Leave people speechless, the moon is silent, and the moon is affectionate. Don't miss people like the bright moon, water city between clouds.
Feeling on the Tower of the River Tang Zhaowei
Alone at the bottom of the river, I think quietly, and the moonlight is like water. Where are all the people who come to play with the moon? The scenery is vaguely like last year.
Looking at the bright moon on fifteen nights, Tang
There are crows in Bai Shu and osmanthus in Coody Leng in the atrium. Tonight, people are looking forward to it. I wonder who will fall in Qiu Si?
"Raw Tea Son" Tang Niu Xi Ji
The crescent moon bends like an eyebrow and has no intention of reunion. Red beans are unsightly and full of acacia tears.
Peach pulp is cracked all day long, and benevolence is in my heart. Sooner or later, the two partition flowers will tie the knot.
Meet Tang Huan Li Yu.
Going to the west wing alone has nothing to say, and the moon is like a hook.
Lonely phoenix tree deep courtyard locks clear autumn.
If you keep cutting, you will still be confused, and that is to leave your sadness.
Don't have a taste in my heart.
"picking mulberry" in Luzon's book
I hate that you are not like the moon on the river. No matter people wander north and south, the moon is not separated from people.
Damn you, you are like the moon hanging high above the river, just perfect and gone, and I don't know when it will wait until the moon is round again.
3. The Moon's Poems about Homesickness
It really thundered on the first floor, and there was no bright moon.
The people on the second and third floors are basically people.
Yang Wanli of Zhi Zhu Song Dynasty
The moon bends Kyushu,
Several families are happy and several families are sad;
Worried about nailing people to the moon,
Have to have a rest.
Looking at the bright moon on the fifteenth night (Wang Jian)
There are crows in Bai Shu and osmanthus in Coody Leng in the atrium.
I don't know who Qiu Si will meet tonight.
Guan Shanyue (Li Bai)
A bright moon rises from Qilian Mountain and crosses the vast 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 garrison soldier looked at the remote border town, and his hometown could not help but look sad.
The soldier's wife looked at the tower and lamented when she would see her relatives far away.
Drinking the bright moon alone (Li Bai)
Flowers in the next pot of wine, no friends, drink alone.
Raise my cup, I invite the bright moon, which brings me its shadow and makes us three people.
The moon doesn't know how to drink, but the shadow in front of it is behind.
I have to mingle with them and enjoy the happiness of spring.
The song I sing is bright and wandering, and I dance the shadow before wandering.
Wake up and be happy together, and disperse after drunkenness.
I am willing to stay with them forever and forget the harm of friendship, just like the Milky Way.
Night thoughts (Li Bai)
The foot of my bed is shining so brightly. Is there frost already?
I looked up at the moon and looked down, feeling nostalgic.
Recalling brothers on a moonlit night (Du Fu)
The drums of the defenders cut off people's communication, and a lonely goose was singing in autumn in the frontier.
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.
Looking at the moon and thinking of a distant place (Zhang Jiuling)
The moon, at this time is at sea, over the end of the world.
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.
Shuangyue (Li Shangyin)
When I first heard that there were no cicadas,
A hundred feet of water meets the sky.
Young woman Su E is hardy.
Frost war in the middle of the month.
Looking at the moon in the pavilion on the fifteenth night of August (Tang Bai Juyi)
On the evening of August 15 last year, next to the apricot garden by Qujiang Pool.
On the night of August 15 this year, in front of Songpu Shatou Water Hall.
Where is the hometown in the northwest and the full moon in the southeast.
Yesterday, the wind blew and no one would meet. Tonight, the light is as clear as usual.
Berthing Guazhou
Wang Anshi
A water room in Guazhou, Jingkou,
Zhongshan is separated by only a few mountains.
The spring breeze came to Jiang Nanan again.
When will the bright moon shine on me?
4. Homesick poems
The foot of my bed is shining so brightly. Is there frost already? I looked up at the moon and looked down, feeling nostalgic.
Young people leave home, old people return, and the local accent has not changed.
When children meet strangers, they will smile and ask where the guests are from.
I am a lonely stranger in a strange land, and I miss my family more often during the holidays.
When I think of my brothers' bodies climbing high, I will feel a little regret for not being able to reach me.
Enthusiastic netizens
Thinking about Li Bai at night
The foot of my bed is shining so brightly. Is there frost already?
I looked up at the moon and looked down, feeling nostalgic.
Du Jianghan Song Wenzhi
Away from home, winter goes and spring comes, and I am eager to get news.
Now, near my village and meeting people, I dare not ask a question.
Bai Juyi in Henan
The family business is in a year of disaster, and the brothers are scattered.
After the war, the countryside was deserted and the flesh and blood fled to a foreign land.
The injured shadow is like a lonely wild goose, wandering like a broken-rooted autumn canopy.
* * * Looking at the bright moon and crying, for the heart, five places, all sick and willing.
Homesick cloth.
People in northern Luzhou are definitely lost, but the letter from Yunnan has never been answered.
If you don't sweep the flowers in front of the court, you will climb the willow outside the door.
Selling silver candles after sitting for a long time will lose face.
Hanging in the autumn night, Wan Li shines on the mountains.
Think of Ruzhou as Huang Tingjian.
At the end of the year, the cold invaded the wandering clothes and detained the shogunate to report to the official.
Dream three hundred miles at night and miss twelve o'clock day and night.
If you don't spit in the car, if you have a tiger in the city, you will become suspicious.
What's the relationship between Qiu Hao's gains and losses? The book of peace always comes late.
Vacation in the mountains reminds me of my brother Wang Wei in Shandong.
I am a lonely stranger in a strange land, and I miss my family more often during the holidays.
When I think of my brothers' bodies climbing high, I will feel a little regret for not being able to reach me.
I advise you to have a glass of wine. There is no reason not to go out.
I hope people will live for a long time and have a good scenery thousands of miles away.
Endlessness is sorrow, and the world is full of thoughts.
5. Poems about the Moon and Homesickness
1, the thread at the foot of my bed is so bright, can it be frosted already? .
Li Bai 2, looking up, I found that it was moonlight. When I sank back again, I suddenly thought of home. Li Bai 3, the moon is like a mirror, and the sea clouds are like a palace.
Li Bai 4, until, holding up my cup, I asked the moon to bring me my shadow and make the three of us. Li Bai 5, a bright moon hangs high in the capital, and it is tempered.
Li Bai 6, the bright moon rises from the mountains in the sky, in the infinite haze of the sea of clouds. Li Bai 7, drunk on the moon, the sage of dreams, the temptation of flowers, the monarch is the emperor.
Li Bai 8, behind her closed window, why is she still waiting, looking at the glory of the autumn moon through the crystal glass? . Li Bai 9. My heart is full of sorrow, and the moon is full of sorrow. I will always follow you until Yelangxi.
Li Bai 10, we both hold high the idea of going far away and yearn for the sky and the bright moon. 1 1, Emei Mountain falls into Pingqiang River in the half moon and autumn.
Li Bai 12 The breeze blows my belt, and the moon shines on my piano. Wang 13, the voice is too low for anyone to hear except my comrade-in-arms Mingyue.
The moonlight shines in the pine forest and the crystal stone shines in the stream. Wang 16, in the bright moonlight, geese are flying and Tatars are fleeing in the dark.
Lu Lun 17, he knows that the dew will be frost tonight, and how bright the moonlight at home is! . Du Fu 18, the windows in the sky are shining, and the moonlight on the nine cloud platforms is shining.
Du Fu, 19, Chen Xing treated the garbage and brought the Moon Lotus hoe home. Tao Yuanming 20, speechless alone in the west wing, the moon is like a hook.
Li Yu 2 1, the bright moon surprises the magpie, and the breeze sings at midnight. Xin Qiji 22, poor September third night, dew like a pearl like a bow.
Bai Juyi 23, a bullet in water and a bullet in a month, half into the river, half into the clouds. Couplet 24, the moonlight is deeper than half a house, and the big dipper is withered south.
When Liu looked in the mirror at the age of 25, she saw that her hair cloud was changing, but she used her evening song to challenge the cold of the moonlight. Li Shangyin 26 will bow like a full moon and look at Sirius in the northwest.
Su Shi 27, the court is as empty as water, the algae in the water is horizontal, and the shadows of bamboo and cypress are also covered. Su Shi's homesickness, quiet night, Tang Li Bai, the foot of the bed is so bright, can there be frost already? .
I looked up at the moon and looked down, feeling nostalgic. The rainy Tang Bai lived in Kashgar, where the mountains and rivers are deep.
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. Cold food is right in the middle of Tang Li's trip. Cold food, homesick tears towel.
The sound book is broken in the sky, and the peach and plum spring rain. Not in the mood to drink, but there is reason to sing.
How many people lost outside his suburbs and went out for an outing. On the banks of the river, Tang and Du Xunhe, holding horses, miss their hometown step by step.
Raise the whip and wave the willow color, and then lose the cicada sound. Long road of autumn crops, about the ancient city of Leng Yun.
The family is poor and rich, and there is no land to return to farming. Farewell to friends in the river, go south to the place where Zhang Qiao in the Tang Dynasty accumulated homesickness, and the world gathered in turmoil.
The shore is long and the group is late, and the lake is wide and sails in autumn. Buy wine over fishermen, divide the lights and fish the boat.
When Xiaoxiang sees a goose, it is advisable to travel alone. Homesickness, as a Tang Buxie and a traveler from the north, has never answered the letter from Yunnan.
If you don't sweep the flowers in front of the court, you will climb the willow outside the door. Selling silver candles after sitting for a long time will lose face.
Hanging in the autumn night, Wan Li shines on the mountains. In winter, Shan Ye is homesick, and the Tang, Zhou and Tian began to be neat, with high clouds and clear colors.
Trees are cold and birds are rare, and monks are rare in the mountains. Collect the snow from the back window of the sun and open the furnace to release the inkstone ice.
I suddenly returned to my old country and wanted to live in Xiling. Yunmeng ancient city sees the ruins of Tang Rongyu's old country in autumn, and wants to visit the ancient city when you board it.
Once people change, thousands of years of water will flow in vain. Dream Zhu Hongsheng night, Jingmen tree color autumn.
When the clouds don't disperse, I look at my homesickness. In addition to staying up all night, Don Hotel's cold light stayed up all night alone, and the guest turned sad.
Tonight, my hometown is full of thoughts, and the Ming Dynasty is worried for another year. My hometown Xinghua Tang intends to send flowers and wine to celebrate the opening of the new store, flowers on the left and teacups on the right.
Ask a cuttlefish and a glass of wine. How can an old friend be different? The river village outside homesickness is sad in a foreign land every spring, and Du Qu oriole knows it. Seeing the setting sun on the river bank, it seems that my heart has been torn into pieces of willow leaves.
Looking from a distance, Yuan Zhen in the Tang Dynasty is full of sad winter scenery and harmony, and there are many mangrove temples in one mountain. Zhong Xuan is full of homesick tears, and Zhang Shuidong flows like jade waves.
And Sanxiang poetry Tang Gaoqu Qian Shan Wanshan north and south, Che Xuan who does not miss home. Being alone will make you sad, for fear of hurting peaches and plums.
Homesick Tang Emei Mountain is like oil, pity me not to sail. When the sails leave Gimpo, the songs will flow in unison.
1 Looking up, I found that it was moonlight, and it sank back. I suddenly remembered a stranger from home. Every festive season, I miss my family, and I miss my hometown in March, and the wind and fire continue in March. A word from home is worth a ton of gold. But I looked home, and the twilight was getting thicker, and the waves of the river were filled with sad mist. The river brought you a touch of home, dragging your boat for three hundred miles, and the wine turned into sadness, and the tears turned into acacia. 8*** cried at the sight of the bright moon, for my heart, I was sick in all five places, and I hoped that 9 was full of turbid wine, and the tube was strong and the frost was everywhere. Tell me what happened there! .
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6. 10 Writing homesick poems depends on the writer and the title of the poem.
Du Jiang Han, Tang and Song Wenzhi
Away from home, winter goes and spring comes, and I am eager to get news. The closer I get to my hometown, the more timid I am, afraid to inquire about people from home.
Ming Yuankai's Letter to Beijing
The river is three thousand miles long, and there are fifteen letters from home. There is nothing else between me, just telling me to go back to my hometown as soon as possible.
Vacation in the mountains reminds me of my brother Tang in Shandong.
I am a lonely stranger in a strange land, and I miss my family more often during the holidays.
When I think of my brothers' bodies climbing high, I will feel a little regret for not being able to reach me.
Don works at night.
The cold light in the hotel stayed alone and didn't sleep, and the guest turned sad.
My hometown is thinking thousands of miles tonight, and it is another year of the Ming Dynasty.
Send Wu Shijiu to Wang Changling in Yuanling Tang Dynasty.
The Yuanjiang River flows to the morning sun, and Xikou meets you far away.
Who is away from the thunderstorm in Wang Zhi? Return home in spring next year.
Break up with Xin Changling at Furong Inn
Misty rain enveloped Wu's day overnight; Send you in the morning, lonely and sad in Chushan!
Friends, if my friends in Luoyang invite me; Just say I'm still Bing Xin Okho, and stick to my faith!
Bai Juyi went from Handan to Tang Sijia in Chuye.
Every winter solstice, I am accompanied by the shadow in front of the knee lamp.
If you want to sit at home late at night, you should also talk about travelers.
Tang Cencan went to Beijing to meet the emissary.
The distance from the east home is very long, and the tears are wet and the sleeves are still flowing.
I'll meet you immediately, without paper and pen. Please tell my family that I'm safe.
Silence reminds me of Li Bai on Tang night.
The foot of my bed is shining so brightly. Is there frost already?
I looked up at the moon and looked down, feeling nostalgic.
Tangyuan Town, Roy
There are many mangrove temples on a mountain with sad winter scenery.
Zhong Xuan is full of homesick tears, and Zhang Shuidong flows like jade waves.
7. Ancient poems describing homesickness and homesickness
1, the original text: I am a stranger in a foreign land alone, and I miss my family 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.
Said by Wang Wei in the Tang Dynasty, "Living in a Mountain Holiday and Thinking of Shandong Brothers".
Interpretation: A person is a guest alone in a foreign land, and he misses his relatives twice every festive season. Imagine that I was the only one with dogwood on my head when my brothers climbed the mountain and looked far today.
2. Original text: Bai Shu crow atrium, Coody Leng silent wet osmanthus. I don't know who Qiu Si will meet tonight.
Said by: Wang Jian, Tang Dynasty's "Looking at the Moon at Fifteen Nights and Sending it to Du Langzhong"
Interpretation: Mid-Autumn moon shines in the yard, and the ground is as white as a layer of frost and snow. The birds in the tree stopped making noise and fell asleep. Late at night, the cold autumn dew quietly wet the osmanthus in the court. The bright moon is in the sky tonight, and people are enjoying the moon. I wonder whose home is the vast Qiu Si?
On September 9th, at Wangxiangtai, he took a farewell cup in another place. Human feelings are tired and bitter in the south, and Hongyan is from the north.
From: Nine Days/Nine Days Climbing in the Middle of Shu by Wang Bo in the Tang Dynasty.
Interpretation: I am particularly worried about going back to my hometown on the Double Ninth Festival, setting the table to send friends and raising a glass. I'm tired of all kinds of sadness in the south. I don't think I can go back to the north. Why does Hongyan come from the north?
4. Original: The east wind blows the rain over the green hills, but it looks at a thousand grasses. Hometown is in a dream, when can I return; Winter went to spring, and in Laizhou, Jiangxi, several people returned to China. Outside Chang 'an, the Ye Yuan River criss-crosses, extending beyond the clouds on the horizon, and inside Chang 'an, the palaces in the palaces are shrouded in a sunset. Who knows that I am a scholar, born in troubled times, alone, white-haired, haggard, wandering in the desolate mountains.
From: Lu Lun's Spring in Chang 'an in Tang Dynasty.
Interpretation: the east wind blows, and the slight spring rain sprinkles the green hills; From a distance, the houses in Chang 'an city are stacked and the grass is idle. Hometown is in a dream, when will it be returned? When winter goes and spring comes, boats come and go on the river, and a few people can go home. Outside Chang 'an, rivers and Yuan Ye crisscross, extending beyond the clouds in the horizon. In Chang 'an, the uneven level of the palace is shrouded in the sunset.
Who knows that I am a scholar, born in troubled times, alone, with white hair and haggard face, wandering in the remote Qin Guan.
5. The distance from Sanba Road is getting farther and farther. I have traveled three thousand miles, anxious and alert. On all sides of the mountains, the snow reflected the cold night, sitting in the candlelight night, I am a stranger here. Because the farther away from relatives, on the contrary, the closer to employees and servants. It's hard to get through New Year's Eve in the drift, and tomorrow's update is the new year.
From: In addition to Night/Bashan Road by Cui Tu in Tang Dynasty
Interpretation: trudging on the rugged and distant No.3 bus, guests live in dangerous places thousands of miles away. All around the mountain, the snow reflected the cold night, and before sitting in the candlelight, I was a foreigner. Getting farther and farther away from relatives, getting closer and closer to very young people and servants. It's hard to look back after wandering on New Year's Eve. Tomorrow is another year.