Larks fly across the blue sky,
I love you, China!
I love you, China,
I love your strong seedlings in spring,
I love your golden autumn fruit,
I like your pine temperament,
I like your red plum role,
I like the sweet cane in your hometown,
It seems that milk moistens my heart.
I love you, China,
I want to dedicate the most beautiful song to you,
My mother, my motherland.
I love you, China,
Nanhai, I love you,
I love your snowy northland.
I love you, the forest is boundless,
I love you. The mountains are towering.
I love your gurgling river,
Make clear waves in my dreams.
I love you, China,
I want to dedicate my beautiful youth to you,
My mother, my motherland.
Larks fly in the blue sky, symbolizing the people, who live in harmony with the big family of the motherland. The lark symbolizes the industrious and intelligent people, and the blue sky refers to the warm and open embrace of the motherland and the motherland.
2. The poem "Silent Night Thinking" misses his hometown-Li Bai
The foot of my bed is shining so brightly that it is suspected to be underground frost.
I looked up at the moon and looked down, feeling nostalgic.
Breaking up with Xin Jian at Furong Inn-Wang Changling
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!
Miscellaneous Poems-Wang Wei
You have just come from our hometown, and we must understand the world.
When you passed my window, did the plum blossom bloom its first cold flower? .
Vacation in the mountains reminds me of my Shandong brother-Wang Wei.
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.
Li Bai: Listening to Shu monks play the piano with grief.
The sea embraces the land-melodious songs come from the distant Emei Mountain.
When I hear the sound of Matsutani, I wave my hand at will.
The sound of the bell rang, and it turned into a frosty bell. My heart was quiet, as if it had been washed with water.
Although the mountains are getting dark and the clouds are getting dark, I can't feel the change.
Yellow Crane Tower in Cui Hao
The fairy of the past has flown away by the yellow crane, leaving only an empty Yellow Crane Tower. The yellow crane never revisited earth, there have been no long white clouds for thousands of years.
Every tree in Hanyang has become clear due to sunlight, and Nautilus Island is covered with sweet grass. But I looked home, the twilight was boundless, and the waves of the river were filled with sad mist!
General Qiu Dengwu's Temple View —— Liu Changqing
Gutai is always homesick in autumn. There are few people in the wild temple, and Yunfeng is separated by water depth.
The sunset clings to the old city, and the clear sound echoes in the empty forest. Southern dynasties, what's left? The Yangtze River hangs alone today!
New Year's Work-Liu Changqing
The new year will only deepen my desire, and the sky is lonely. Who is getting old and still working? Spring comes first.
I think of Jia Yi, who taught here and died here. I don't know what my term will be.
A short message to a friend in the north on a rainy night-Li Shangyin
When you ask about the return date, it's hard to say, evening rain, Manqiuchi.
When * * * cut the candle at the west window, but talk about the rain at night.
Qiuju Bashang-Madai
In the early autumn drizzle on the Ba River, I saw flocks of geese flying south in the evening. Leaves drooping on foreign trees, lonely people in cold countries.
The Millennium falls frequently in the empty garden, and only Singles and Yu Ye are neighbors. I've been here long enough. I don't know what I'm waiting for.
Night Thoughts on Terraced Terraces —— Wei Zhuang
A harp sighs all night, and the wind and rain ebb around the strings. There is a solitary lamp, a trumpet sound, and on the other side of the platform tower, the moon sets.
The grass has changed and withered, and old friends will never come again. Now that the wild goose has flown south, I have no more messengers to send to him.
Beyond the Night-Cui Tu
The journey is in a dangerous place in the distance, on a rugged road, far from the road. A lonely stranger walked through the pale snow in the jagged night mountain.
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.
Homesickness-Li Gou
People say that the place where the sun sets is the horizon. I try to look at the horizon, but I can't see my home.
Castle Peak is being influenced by Castle Peak, which covers my sight. Twilight, Castle Peak.
There is another saying, "Now, close to my village and meeting people, I dare not ask a question." I forgot the previous sentence. And Yu Guangzhong's homesickness.
3. Poems and songs about homesickness
Thoughts in the dead of 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.
Vacation in the mountains reminds me of my brothers 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.
Shang shan Zao hang
I began to recruit priests in the morning and felt sorry for my hometown.
When a chicken crows at the Maodian Moon, people walk on the Banqiao Frost.
Mistletoe leaves fall on the mountain road, and orange flowers are on the wall of the post.
Because they remembered Ling Du's dream, the geese returned home full of food.
Tang meets in the capital.
The road to the east of the old garden is long.
Tears in the dragon bell with double sleeves.
I'll see you soon. Without paper and pen,
Use your information to report peace.
People miss home every day.
Xue Daoheng
People only have seven days in spring.
I have been away from home for two years.
When people return to the geese,
Think before and after.
Travel to the north
Liuzao
It has been frosted ten times in Bingzhou Guest House.
Remember Xianyang day and night.
Change dry mulberry water for no reason,
But I hope Bing is my hometown.
On a spring night, I smell the flute in Los Angeles.
Lipper
Whose Yu Di flies in the dark,
Spring breeze scattered in Los Angeles.
In this serenade, I heard the sound of willows.
Who can't afford to be homesick?
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Help me collect poems and songs about my hometown.
When I was a child,
Homesickness is a small stamp,
I'm here and my mother is there.
When I grow up,
Homesickness is a narrow ticket,
I'm here and the bride is there.
Later,
Homesickness is a short grave,
I'm outside and my mother is inside.
now
Homesickness is a shallow strait,
I am here and the mainland is there.
Nostalgic love
The vernal equinox follows fear.
Tomb-Sweeping Day is not far away.
I actually understand Cantonese accent.
When the rain turns the vast land
Translate into cyan language
Here! You said that Futian village is over the water fence.
The soil of the old country is within reach.
But all I caught was a cold fog.
Miss Xi Murong
The song of my hometown is a flute in Qingyuan.
It always rings with the moon at night.
The face of my hometown is a vague disappointment.
Like waves in the fog
After parting
Homesickness is a tree without rings.
Never grow old.
5. The more poems and songs you miss your hometown, the better (1) "Thinking of a Quiet Night" 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.
(B) "Spring Watch" Du Fu
Although a country is divided, mountains and rivers still exist, and the spring of trees and grass is back.
Sad state, can not help but burst into tears, amazing birds, leaving sorrow and hate.
The war lasted for more than half a year, and letters from home were rare, with a hundred thousand gold.
Twisting with melancholy, scratching my head and thinking, the more I scratch my white hair, I can hardly insert a hairpin.
(3) What is the Homecoming Book?
The young man left home, and the old man returned to his local accent without changing his sideburns.
Where do children come from when they meet strangers?
(D) "Longgan Canal" Cui Hao
"Tell me, where do you live? ? Is it near here, a fishing pond? " . Let's catch our boat together and see if we belong to the same town. ..
My home is near Jiujiang, often near Jiujiang. You and me, we were both born in Chang Gan, you and me! It's a pity that we have never met. "
(5) The Yellow Crane Tower by Cui Hao.
The fairy of the past has flown away by the yellow crane, leaving only an empty Yellow Crane Tower.
The yellow crane never revisited earth, there have been no long white clouds for thousands of years.
Every tree in Hanyang has become clear due to sunlight, and Nautilus Island is covered with sweet grass.
But I looked home, the twilight was getting thicker, and the river waves were filled with sad mist.
(6) I thought of my brother Wang Wei in Shandong when I was on vacation in the mountains.
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.
(7) Acacia Wang Wei
Red bean shrubs grow in the south and produce many branches in spring.
I suggest you collect more as a symbol of our love.
(8) Toussaint Ganjia Road
It has been ten frost 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.
(9) Liu Zongyuan's "Hao Chu and the Great Master Meet the Mountain and Send Friends to Beijing"
The sharp mountain by the sea is like a sword, and Qiu Lai cuts his heart everywhere.
If you want to become hundreds of billions, you should go to the top to see your hometown.
(10) Qiu Si Zhang Ji
The annual autumn wind blows to Luoyang city, and my wandering son doesn't know how his relatives in his hometown are; Writing a letter to peace has too much to say and I don't know where to start.
I can't tell you how hurried I am. Pedestrians are pouring in, Kaifeng.
(1 1) Li Shangyin's note to friends in the north on a rainy night.
When you ask about the return date, it's hard to say, evening rain, Manqiuchi.
When * * * cut the candle at the west window, but talk about the rain at night.
(12) Tian Jingsha Ma Zhiyuan
Dead vines and old trees, faint crows, flowing bridges, old roads with thin horses in the west wind, heartbroken people in the sunset.
(13) Sauvignon Blanc Bai Juyi
Bianshui flow, Bianshui flow, Surabaya flow, flows to Guazhou Gudutou. Wu Shan is a little sad. Think long and hate long, until it's time to pay back. Yueming people lean on the building.
(14) Li Yu's Sauvignon Blanc
One heavy mountain, two heavy mountains, the mountains are far away, the sky is high and the smoke is cold, and the acacia maple leaves are Dan. Flowers bloom, flowers are not complete, geese fly high, but they don't come back.
Red bean shrub
Red bean shrubs grow in the south and produce many branches in spring.
People who want to miss them collect more, and Mix red beans have attracted people's attention.
Thoughts in the dead of 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.
Vacation in the mountains reminds me of my brothers 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.
Shang shan Zao hang
I began to recruit priests in the morning and felt sorry for my hometown.
When a chicken crows at the Maodian Moon, people walk on the Banqiao Frost.
Mistletoe leaves fall on the mountain road, and orange flowers are on the wall of the post.
Because they remembered Ling Du's dream, the geese returned home full of food.
Tang meets in the capital.
The road to the east of the old garden is long.
Tears in the dragon bell with double sleeves.
I'll see you soon. Without paper and pen,
Use your information to report peace.
He Zhangzhi returned to his hometown to write a book.
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.
6. Poems and songs about homesickness
Tang Libai
The foot of my bed is shining so brightly,
Is there frost already? .
Looking up, I found it was moonlight.
I sank again and suddenly remembered home.
cloudy and drizzly for days on end
Tang Bai Juyi
It's foggy in Kesash, 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.
Kezhong cold food
Tang Lizhong
Cold food after a trip, homesickness and tears.
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.
River bank in autumn
Don Du Xunhe
Driving along the river, homesick 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.
Send friends to the river in the south.
Don Zhang Qiao
Where homesickness accumulates, there is world 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.
Homesick work
Tang buxie
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.
Nostalgia in winter
Tangzhouhe
The wilderness began to be strict and the sky was clear and cloudless.
Trees are cold and birds are rare, and monks are rare in the mountains.
Collect the snow on 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 Town in Wang Qiu
Tang rongyu
The ruins of the old country are there, so I want to travel to the old place when I board the ship.
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.
Work at night
Don
The cold light in the hotel stayed alone and didn't sleep, and the guest turned sad.
Tonight, my hometown is full of thoughts, and the Ming Dynasty is worried for another year.
Gu Xiang xing Hua
Donskontu
Send flowers and wine to celebrate the new opening, with flowers on the left and cups on the right.
Ask a cuttlefish and a glass of wine. How can an old friend be different?
Homesickness outside the river
Tangweizhuang
I am always outside. Every spring, I am alone in the country, sitting under a tree and drinking. The trees on the tree should also know my homesickness.
Seeing the setting sun on the river bank, it seems that my heart has been torn into pieces of willow leaves.
Look into the distance
Don
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.
He Sanxiang's poems
Tanggaoqu
North and South Qian Shan, Wanshan, Che Xuan who don't want home.
Being alone will make you sad, for fear of hurting peaches and plums.
homesickness
Don
Mount Emei is like oil in water, but the heart is not tied to a boat.
Sail out of Gimpo, singing.
Song:
ChristianRandPhillips's hometown cloud
Xuwei hometown
Songs of Jiang Hui's hometown
7. The poem "I Love You, China" that praises the motherland or hometown. Larks fly from the blue sky. I love you, China! I love you China, I love your strong seedlings in spring, I love your golden fruits in autumn, I love your temperament of pine and cypress, I love your character of red plum, and I love the sweet sugarcane in your hometown, as if milk moistens my heart.
I love you China, and I want to dedicate the most beautiful songs to you, my mother and my motherland. I love you, China, Nanhai, and snowy North China.
I love you, the forest is boundless, and I love you, the mountains are towering. I love your gurgling river, making clear waves from my dreams.
I love you, China, and I want to dedicate my beautiful youth to you, my mother and my motherland. Larks fly in the blue sky, symbolizing the people, who live in harmony with the big family of the motherland. The lark symbolizes the industrious and intelligent people, and the blue sky refers to the warm and open embrace of the motherland and the motherland.
8. What are the poems and songs that express homesickness? What are the best songs about hometown?
Original song: Xu Wei
The sunset on the horizon reflected on my face again.
Reflect my uneasy heart again.
What is this place? Still so desolate.
The endless journey is so long.
I am a prodigal son who always walks alone in the distance.
You are my woman in the vast sea of people.
Every cold night, on the road in a foreign land.
Missing makes my heart ache like a knife.
I always see your helpless eyes in my dreams.
My heart was awakened again.
I stand here and want to break up with you.
You are so lonely standing in the crowd.
That's your broken heart
My heart is so wild
You will always be my hometown.
You are always waiting for me alone.
Every cold night, on the road in a foreign land.
Missing makes my heart ache like a knife.
I always see your helpless eyes in my dreams.
My heart was awakened again.
I stand here and want to break up with you.
You are so lonely standing in the crowd.
That's your broken heart
My heart is so wild
I always see your helpless eyes in my dreams.
My heart was awakened again.
I always see myself walking home in my dreams.
You stand in the sunset and have a beautiful face.
That's your skirt flying.
That's you gentle as water.