Yu Guangzhong
In childhood
Homesickness is a small stamp.
I'm at this end
Mom is over there.
When I grow up
Homesickness is a narrow ticket.
I'm at this end
The bride is over there.
We'll talk about it later.
Homesickness is a low grave.
I am outside
Mom's inside.
But now
Homesickness is a shallow strait.
I'm at this end
The mainland is over there
In the early 1970s.
homesickness
Author: Xi Murong
The song of my hometown is the flute of Qingyuan.
It always rings with the moon at night.
The face of my hometown is a vague disappointment.
Like waves in the fog
After separation
Homesickness is a tree without rings.
Never grow old.
Do you think this is a paper?
Autumn in the north approached inadvertently, watching the yellow leaves flying all over the sky swaying with the willow branches, and gradually the charm of autumn became stronger, the days became shorter, and the night came early, so the crescent moon hung on the top of the willow tree more clearly.
There is an important festival in autumn, which is the Double Ninth Festival, also called the Festival for the Elderly. Because the Double Ninth Festival is the ninth day of the ninth lunar month every year, every month is nine days, so it is named Double Ninth Festival. In the north, this festival is mostly ignored, but in the south, this traditional festival is highly valued. The main activities are climbing mountains, enjoying chrysanthemums, drinking chrysanthemum wine and planting dogwood. The Double Ninth Festival has been handed down from generation to generation, and poets of all ages have also made countless excellent works. The poet Du Mu's Nine-Day Climbing wrote:
On the river, the geese just flew south, and they made friends with wine and hip flask mountain. Laughter makes people laugh, when chrysanthemums are in full bloom. However, I will try my best to pay for the festival, and I won't hate it when I board the plane. After all, life is a short history, so why do you cry like Qi Jinggong?
Wang Wei's famous sentence "Mountain Residence and Holiday Thinking of Shandong Brothers" is homesick.
A lonely stranger in a strange land I am cast, I miss my family all the more on every festive day.
When I think of my brothers' bodies climbing high, I will feel a little regret for not being able to reach me.
In fact, the Double Ninth Festival was of course formed when we were studying in the south. At that time, in the idle life on campus, students always had to find various excuses to get together and have fun. When I first entered school and was very homesick, I caught up with the Double Ninth Festival and saw that the local people attached great importance to it. There is also a saying that climbing a mountain is good luck, so we spontaneously organized ourselves to climb the mountain and enjoy the moon with drinks and food at night. In this season, the climate in the south is just right, cool and pleasant.
After graduation, I returned to my hometown, but the Double Ninth Festival was deeply branded in my heart.
Today is the Double Ninth Festival. Of course, I have to spend the holidays with my mother. Although you can't climb the mountain with the elderly, you can invite your mother to dinner, sit on the swing that you used to sit on when you were a child, have a barbecue and have fun. Looking at my mother's novel eyes and kind smile, I was filled with emotion. I think of my childhood and my mother's smiling face when I was a child. ...
We should be grateful to have such a traditional festival for the elderly, which gives us time and opportunity to honor the elderly and feel the affection. Double Ninth Festival, crisp autumn, chrysanthemum and crab fat, precipitated the richness of autumn and felt the warmth of life.
Double Ninth Festival Poetry Picking Mulberry Seeds for Chongyang
Mao Zedong
Life is easy to get old,
Double ninth festival,
It's Chongyang again today,
Battlefield yellow flowers are particularly fragrant.
The annual autumn wind is very strong,
Unlike spring,
Better than spring,
Wan Li frost in the vast river.