Dreaming of returning to your hometown
Running at the end of the village
Snuggle up next to the big tree of my alma mater.
I am in a dream.
Or a pupil
Invite sb. repeatedly
But I can't find my companion.
In the moonlight
For stealing begonia
We dormant side by side.
Tread on wormwood and return home in triumph
in the dark
see a movie
Climb mountains and climb mountains together.
Often turn back because of power failure.
Tianyejian
Whistle for a long time
A leader in agriculture
The members were urged to farm.
Head plate
Bursts of singing
Handsome men and women in the village
Rehearsal before attending the commune cultural performance
Winter Solstice
The north wind rustled
We fought in the mountains.
Pick up two bundles of dry wood and cook.
How many dreams
Between sleeping and waking.
Like mosquitoes in summer
Always appear when you least expect it.
After returning
Finally understand.
Hometown in memory
Just like the old house when I was a child has been decorated by the owner.
Qingshanzai
The stream gurgles.
People are still busy.
In my dream, you disappeared.
Beauty of hometown
It turned out that it was only in a dream.
What I miss is the youth at that time.
The past is destined to disappear with youth.
Modern poetry dreams of returning to hometown 2 dreams
This is my paradise.
Dream on.
Put my wings on me sweetly.
Become a bird and say goodbye to your body.
Back to my hometown
The way home is very close.
Kindly imprinted on my heart.
Elves in the night light
With a smile
Foothold eaves
Warm entrance to atrium
subdued light
Childhood playmates become wives.
Happiness and hope hung in the corner of my eyes and began to wrinkle.
Work hard at the dinner table
The future chapter of steam tree
Beautiful melody
With a trace of sadness
Hit someone in the heart
who is it?
Vent one's sadness on this night
Fly away with a note in his mouth.
Fell on a branch on the edge of the village.
A vague figure
I am quietly releasing the vastness in my heart.
The notes turn into the breeze and fill the night light.
Mountain flowers are also hazy and fragrant.
I can't see his cheeks clearly.
Can you tear it into a line
Let tears turn into drizzle and penetrate into the earth.
Miss the song at night
birdie
It hurts when you are drunk.
It can't fly wings
Struggle late into the night
Turn into a colorful cloud
Accompany with a flute
Wu Pianpian dongyushang
forget
No more sadness
Send you a sunny day
Light the candle of dreams for love.
Count the stars on the moon with you
Make up with you.
I am an angel in my dream.
Return your dream paradise.
It's almost midnight.
It can flap its wings and fly.
The old house I raised is long gone.
A stream in the village.
Still ding-dong ding-dong flowing
The ridge is undulating, and you can't tell the beginning and the end.
A mountain village hidden in evergreen trees
So quiet
The tired villagers slept soundly and cooked soundly.
Occasionally, frivolous dogs bark.
This is a symphony of nightmares.
The roads in the small village are still unimpeded.
because
My love for the small village will be engraved in my heart forever.
Modern poetry dreams of returning to hometown 3 Recently, I often dream of returning to my hometown.
take a wait-and-see approach
Something that once brought us infinite joy.
That clear river
Looking back quietly
A happy and carefree childhood.
Little friends are playing in the water.
Fight, run away in fear
Small fish, big river shrimp and
A crab walking sideways.
Cheerful laughter resounded through the valley
My hometown is in the mountains.
The air there is full of flowers.
The sky is high and clear.
White clouds float freely.
Dense forest bushes
Bamboo is green and dripping.
Weeds, wild flowers and wild fruits are everywhere.
Clusters of dots.
There is also a Panshan highway.
Creeping into the distance.
There are peaks all around.
The mountains are full of mystery.
Parents are always so hard.
Bamboo on the mountain becomes wood.
Must be cut down and carried.
Then replant the forest protection.
The father warned the child.
The mountains are not fun at all.
Scorpions, wasps, poisonous snakes
When you touch sumac, your whole body itches.
So I am full of fear of mountains.
No longer dare
Dive into the arms of the mountains
Pick wild fruits and wild flowers
Mother chattered endlessly.
Look how hard your father works.
Dressed up and came back from the mountain.
No place is dry.
Soak in sweat
You have to.
study hard
Going out of the mountains in the future
When we walked out of the mountain
Running around in the bustling city
But silent in the muddy and noisy air.
There is no turning back.
Looking for that pure happiness
Modern Poems Dreaming of Hometown 4 Hometown is my dream,
Home is our eternal concern,
Wandering vagrants,
Often I can only return to my hometown in my dreams.
Dreaming about it,
Just look for her in your dream. ......
My hometown is my dream,
Home is everyone's home,
Is our last refuge,
Leaves fall to the roots,
We can't live without it after all,
Can't escape. ......
My hometown is my dream,
Home is the place where we always want to escape.
I remember when I was a child,
We always want to hang out,
Always think that home is a bondage,
But is this really the case?
My hometown is my dream,
Walking on the road of life,
We have been tired, hurt, cried and laughed.
After years of tempering,
Endure the tempering of wind and rain,
We are happy, stupid, proud and lost,
At that time, what did home mean to us? ......
My hometown is my dream,
Home is an unforgettable memory for each of us.
She's like our first love,
Although I was ignorant when I was a child,
Although I am young and frivolous,
However, the memory of home is the most unforgettable brand. ......
My hometown is my dream,
Home is the first place where I began to receive education.
Parents and parents are our first teachers.
Father always scolds us severely,
Resentment that we often fail to meet expectations,
Mother always has a kind face.
Moisturizes us silently with her love,
Take care of us. ......
My hometown is my dream,
Home is my dream buffer,
Is the last harbor in my life,
Through the storm,
Hard-working,
We get it,
In fact, home is our most beautiful greenhouse paradise.
Only after experience will you understand,
We can't live without it. ......
My hometown is my dream,
In my heart is a beautiful girl,
The sweetest attachment in my memory,
Under the midnight starry sky,
Looking at the bright moon,
Homesickness is beyond words,
Can a few words express the inner tremor? ......
My hometown is my dream,
My hometown is where I live.
Here are my growing footprints,
There are my joys and sorrows here,
Here are my bosom friends and good friends.
This is my enlightenment and mentor,
There are my relatives and parents here. ......
My hometown is my dream,
I just wish I could go to bed early at night,
While I was sleeping,
In a world that belongs only to dreams,
Back to my dream,
I miss my hometown day and night. ......