Poems about homesickness 1. What are the poems expressing homesickness in the first volume of the sixth grade Chinese book?
Homesick night thinking that the foot of Tang Li Bai's bed is so bright, will it have frost? Looking up, I found it was moonlight, sinking again, and I suddenly remembered home. It was rainy and rainy in the Tang Dynasty, and Bai Juyi was misty in Kesashige, where mountains and rivers were deep. In autumn, the sound of the beach is more urgent and the canyon is overcast. Look at the clouds and miss the raindrops. How can I comfort you? Thanks to Beichuangqin, the guests ate cold food in Tang and Li, while they were homesick for wet wipes. The sound book is broken in the sky, and the peach and plum spring rain. I'm not in the mood to drink, but I seem to have a reason to sing. How many people are out of town? By the river, Tang and Du Xunhe were driving horses by the river, and their homesickness grew step by step. They waved willows, but lost the cicada. Autumn crops are long and cold clouds are about the ancient city. Turbulence gathers at the end of the world. The shore is long and the lake is wide and the autumn sails are wide. Buy wine above fishermen, share lights and fishing boats. Xiaoxiang should travel alone when she sees the geese coming. She missed Tang without thanking her, but the letter from Yunnan never came back. If you don't sweep the flowers in front of the court, who will climb the willow outside? If she sits for a long time and sells silver candles, she will lose face. She is worried about autumn nights. Open the furnace to release inkstone ice. Suddenly, I returned to my old country and yearned for Xiling. Dreaming of the old city in autumn, looking at the ruins of Tang Rongyu's old country, I want to travel when I climb it. When personnel changes, the Millennium water flows in vain. In the evening, I dreamed of the glory of Zhu Hong, and all the trees in Jingmen were in autumn. Dark clouds hung over me, and I watched my homesickness from a distance. I stayed at the Tang Hotel all night, but the guests' hearts became sad. My hometown is full of thoughts tonight, and I am sad. Wei Zhuang, who is homesick for Tang Dynasty outside the river, is sad in a foreign land every spring. Du Qu oriole can know that. He even broke his heart for the sunset on the river bank. Looking from a distance, Tangyuan Town is full of bleak winter scenery, with many mangrove temples on one mountain. Zhong Xuan's homesickness is endless, and Zhang Shui flows eastward like a jade wave. Who doesn't miss home in the three rural areas of Tanggaoqu, Wanshan in North and South Qian Shan and Che Xuan? He is lonely and sad. Compassion for my heart is not a ship. When the sails leave Gimpo, the songs will flow in unison. 1 Looking up, I found that it was moonlight and sank again, and I suddenly remembered my hometown in a foreign land. Every holiday season, I miss my relatives twice, and the wind and fire are in March. A word from home is worth a ton of gold. There are four withered vines, old trees, small bridges and flowing water, and people's ancient roads are thin and thin. There is a layer of sad fog on the river waves, and the water brings you a touch of home. You have to row your boat for three hundred miles, and the wine will enter your heart and turn into lovesick tears. For the sake of heart, in five places, all sick people have a wish to go home to Wan Li with a glass of wine, and the frost is everywhere 10 Why * * * cut candles at the west window, but talk about the late rain. You people from my old country, tell me what happened there! When you walk by my window, is the plum blossom cold? (Wang Wei's Miscellaneous Poems) 2. 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. His hometown accidental book) 3. Duan, winter passed and spring came again. When I came to my village and met people, I dared not ask a question. Song Wenzhi "Crossing the Han River") 4. Under the blue mountain, we meandered forward, and my boat and I followed the green water until the river bank widened at low tide and there was no wind blowing my lonely sail. The sea is dying, and Jiang Chun has entered a new year. Where can I get books from my hometown? I will go back to Luoyang. (Wang Wan's Lonely Mountain in Northern Jiangsu) 5. Man is spring. Think before and after. (Xue Daoheng, "Every day someone misses home") 6. The foot of my bed is shining with such bright light. Is it frosty already? Looking up, I found it was moonlight, sinking again, and I suddenly remembered home. (Li Bai's Silent Night Thinking) 7. Whose rain flute flies in the dark, and the spring breeze is full of Los Angeles people. Anyone who hears the willows in this serenade can't remember the national conditions. (Li Bai's Listening to the Flute in Los Angeles on a Spring Night) 8. It has been frosted ten times in the guest room. I hope Bingzhou is my hometown. (Liu Zao's Journey to the North) 9. Wanderers listen to the sound of drums, and the whip is delayed. He knows that the dew will be frost tonight, and how bright the moonlight is at home! Oh, my brothers, what's the point of my life without you? However, if there is something wrong with letters in peacetime, what can I expect in wartime? . Agree 1044| Comment (32).
2. Homesick ancient poems learned in grades one to six.
The first volume of the first grade of primary school: quiet night thinking; Li Bai's Thoughts on a Quiet Night: Li Bai's thoughts are shining so brightly at the foot of my bed; Is there frost already? .
I looked up at the moon and looked down, feeling nostalgic. Volume 2: Xiao Chun Meng Haoran, who lives in Gaoding, what I saw: Yuan Mei, Xiaochi Yang Wanli and Xiao Chun (Meng Haoran) I woke up briskly in the spring morning, and birds were singing everywhere.
How many flowers fall after a stormy night. The village lives in Gaoding grass, and in February, the long warblers fly and the willows are drunk.
The children came back from school early, so they were busy flying kites in the east wind. The shepherd boy in Yuan Mei rides a yellow ox and sings loudly.
Suddenly want to catch the song of the tree, immediately stop singing and stand by the tree silently. Yang Wanli's eyes in the pond are silent and cherish the trickle, and the shade of the tree shines on the water and loves the sun and is soft.
The delicate lotus flower bud shows a sharp corner from the water, and a naughty little dragonfly stands on its head. The first volume of the second grade of primary school: Su Shi in Liu Jingwen, Du Mu in Mountain Walking, He and Wang Lun were given to Su Shi in Liu Jingwen by Li Bai. There is no rain curtain, and there are branches of Ao Shuang in the chrysanthemum.
You must remember the best scenery in a year, which is in the late autumn and early winter of orange and green. Tu Mu, a mountain walker, is far away in Hanshan.
Stop and sit in the maple forest late, and the frost leaves are red in February flowers. He has been away from home for many years, and he has been tired recently.
Only in front of Jinghu Lake, the spring breeze does not change the waves of the past. A gift for Wang Bai was about to take a boat when he suddenly heard a song on the shore.
Even if the Peach Blossom Pond is deep, it is not as deep as Wang Lun's sending away my love. Volume II: Grass by Bai Juyi, Xincheng Store by Yang Wanli, Looking at Lushan Waterfall by Li Bai and Jueju by Du Juyi, four seasons come and go.
Wildfire can't burn it out, but the spring breeze can revive it. The hedges of Yang Wanli in Xugong Hall in the new city are scattered all the way, and the flowers on the trees are not shaded.
The child ran quickly to catch the yellow butterfly, but the butterfly suddenly flew into the vegetable garden and could not be found again. Looking at Lushan Waterfall, Li Bai's Rizhao incense burner gives off purple smoke, and looks at thousands of waterfalls.
On the high cliff, it seems to be thousands of feet high, which makes people think that the Milky Way has fallen from heaven to earth. Du Fu, two orioles singing green willows, and a group of egrets flying into the sky.
My window framed the snow-covered western hills. My door oft said "goodbye" to the eastbound boat. The first volume of the third grade of primary school: Ye Shaoweng in the night book, Wang Wei in the Shandong brothers on September 9, Li Bai in Wangtianmen Mountain, and the rain and Chu Qing after drinking on the lake. Su Shi wrote at night, the leaves in Song and Ye Shaoweng sent the cold sound, and the autumn wind on the river moved the guests.
I know that children choose to promote weaving, and a lamp fell on the fence at night. (1) rustle: wind.
2 pick: grab. 3 promoting weaving: commonly known as cricket.
4 fence: fence. ) The rustling autumn wind blows the leaves, bringing chills, and poets who are traveling abroad can't help but miss their hometown.
He suddenly saw the light under the fence in the distance and thought it was a child catching crickets. I miss my brothers in Shandong on vacation in the mountains. Wang Wei is a stranger and misses his relatives every holiday.
When I think of my brothers' bodies climbing high, I will feel a little regret for not being able to reach me. (① September 9th: Double Ninth Festival.
The ancients had the custom of climbing mountains, wearing dogwood and drinking chrysanthemum wine on the Double Ninth Festival. ② Shandong: refers to the east of Huashan Mountain.
③ Cornus officinalis: a plant with strong fragrance. ) When you are wandering in a foreign land, you miss your family twice during the festive season.
Today, in this distant place, I hope my brothers must be wearing dogwood in those places that climb very high, but I am the missing person! Looking at Tianmen Mountain, Li Bai and Tianmen in the Tang Dynasty cut off the Chu River, and Higashi Shimizu flowed back here. The green hills on both sides of the strait are opposite, and the sails come alone. Tianmen Mountain is cut off by the waist, and the Yangtze River flows downstream, where Qingjiang turns around eastward. Liangdong Mountain in the west Liangshan Mountain on both sides of the east and west stands out from Jiajiang River, and a small boat sailing is coming from the sun.
It rained after drinking Chu Qing on the lake (Northern Song Dynasty). Su Shi's water is bright and sunny, and the mountains are empty and rainy. If there are more dead beauties in the West Lake, C+ is so appropriate.
(1): The way waves flash by. 2 emptiness: fog and confusion.
3 odd: wonderful. 4: history. )
On a clear day, under the sunshine, the West Lake is sparkling. Beautiful scenery; In rainy weather, the mountains look hazy in the drizzle and have a strange beauty.
If we want to compare the West Lake to a beauty, then the sunny West Lake is like a beauty with heavy makeup, while the rainy West Lake is like a beauty with light makeup, both of which are equally beautiful. Volume 2: He, Zhu, Zhou, Chang 'e, Li Shangyin, Liu He and Jasper, dressed as a tree, hung with ten thousand green silk tapestries.
I wonder who cut the thin leaves. The spring breeze in February is like scissors. (1) Make-up: Dress up.
② Tapping: Ribbon woven with silk. ) The graceful willow tree is like a jasper girl dressed exquisitely, and countless branches are like green ribbons hanging from the girl's clothes.
I don't know who cut the thin willow leaves, but it cut the spring breeze in February like scissors. In spring, Zhu Shengri looks for the waterfront, and the vast scene is new for a while.
Everyone can see the face of spring, the spring breeze blows flowers open, thousands of purple, and the scene of spring is everywhere. (Victory Day: A beautiful day.
② Surabaya: the name of the river. 3 scenery: scenery.
4 calm: casual. ) I went to the riverside for a spring outing, and I felt brand-new at first sight.
The features and features of spring are easy to recognize, and flowers bring colorful spring to people. Tang watched Tanabata tonight and led the Cowherd and Weaver Girl across the river bridge.
Every family watches the autumn moon, and every family wears HongLing. (1) Jojo: Tanabata. )
On the seventh day of the seventh lunar month on Tanabata, looking up at the sky, it seems that cowherd and weaver girl meet on the magpie bridge. Every household strives for ingenuity under the autumn moon, and I don't know how many thousand red silk threads are worn.
The sound of mica screen in Changshang has a deep shadow, the long river is gradually falling and the stars are sinking. Chang 'e, I must regret eating the elixir, and now I am alone, in the blue sky, singing every night.
(① Mica screen: a screen made of mica. ② Long River: Galaxy. )
The mica screen was stained with a thick layer of candle shadow, and the milky way gradually set and the morning star sank. Chang 'e must regret stealing the elixir of life. Now every night, she is a lonely fourth-grade student in the blue sea and blue sky: Su Shi, Shanxi Village Tour, Lu You, Yellow Crane Tower, seeing off Meng Haoran, Li Bai, Wang Wei, Xilinbi and Song Sushi on the way to Yangzhou, with different heights.
I can't recognize the true face of Lushan Mountain because I am there. (1 Title: Write and inscribe.
② Xilin: sairinji. 3 Edge: Because. )
Lushan Mountain is a mountain with ups and downs. Tourists see different scenery in different places. Why can't you identify the true face of Lushan Mountain? Because I am in Lushan Mountain, my view is limited by the peaks of Lushan Mountain.
Visit Shanxi village.