But I looked home, and the twilight was getting thicker? The river is shrouded in mist, which brings people deep melancholy. -Yellow Crane Tower in Cui Hao
Now, close to my village and meeting people, I dare not ask a question. 1 1 Du Dayu Ling by Song Wenzhi
3, the feast, get three spring scenery. 1 1 Meng Jiao's Wandering Sons
4. Looking up, I found that it was the hometown of moonlight and sincere bow. 1 1 Li Bai's thoughts on quiet nights
5. It is always on a moonlit night that the face of my hometown rings, but it is a vague disappointment. Imitate the Russian tomb star, don't be tall. After parting, homesickness is a tree without rings and never grows old. Xi Jia Rong's homesickness
You people from my old country, tell me what happened there! . Before tomorrow's girl, did the cold plum blossom? Wang Wei's Three Miscellaneous Poems
7. Elegy can be a cry or a distant angelica. Han Yi Yuefu folk song "Elegy"
8. Where do children come from when they meet strangers? 1 1. He Zhangzhi's Homecoming Book
9. Everyone in Jiangnan has a good life, and only tourists are old in Jiangnan. Spring water is brighter than the sky. Draw a boat and listen to the rain. 1 1 Wei Zhuang's Good Jiangnan
10, the foot of my bed is shining with such bright light. Could it have frosted? . Looking up, I found it was moonlight. I bowed my head and rested in your hometown. 1 1 rate Bai Jing Ye Si
1 1, the rest of the flutes fly in the dark, full of people's spring breeze. In this nocturne, the willow branches are broken, and no one can be it. 1 1 Leading the white "Spring Night in Los Angeles"
12, the mountains and rivers in my hometown are picturesque, with clear water and blue sky in my arms. The garden at home is full of green shadows, but the golden fields are not painted.
13, the morning light shines through the mountains, and the setting sun dyes the sunset. The land is fertile, the rice is abundant, and the Yaochi on earth is also a fairy home.
14, the village is as simple as a picture scroll, smiling in the harvest season. The stream is gurgling, singing folk songs, and the Qingfeng Mountain is like a barrier.
15, local accent and homesickness spread from heart to heart, and the kitchen smoke was warm and affectionate. Streets and alleys inherit the ancient meaning, accompanied by homesickness.
16, the banyan trees in southern Fujian are full of shade, and the yellow land is full of laughter. Hometown is more picturesque, and my hometown is deep in my heart.
17, the four seasons replace the beautiful scenery of hometown, and the spring breeze blooms. Peach blossoms and pear blossoms are fragrant, and the summer village is green.
18, farmers in autumn harvest like rice, and rice is full of smiles. Golden rice waves rise with the wind, and the harvest season is very rich.