Poems written to distant relatives during festivals.

1. Poems about distant relatives

Poems about distant relatives 1. What are the poems about missing distant relatives?

Poems about missing distant relatives:

1, I know from a distance where my brother climbed, and there is one person missing from the dogwood.

2. Naoko! Can this bridge be out of danger? The maple leaves in the distant mountains are pale outside, and the broken houses are beside the lonely wheat. The spring breeze is coming again, and all the new buildings are gone. Pear blossoms are cold food, and it is only when you enter the festival that you are worried.

3. The curtains are covered with dust, which is pitiful. A few times, I secretly wiped my shirt tears and suddenly saw Cui Qiao next to the rhinoceros. Only hate becomes boring. Fifth, it is still in the morning. The withered poplar leaves are difficult to finish, and the cold rain and wind hit the bridge.

4. I am sitting here alone, mourning for both of us. How many years do I still need from my seventy years old? . There is a better person than me, and God rejected a son. Pan Yue's mourning is still a waste of language. Even if you can bury it, you can't tell a passion. What an illusory hope the fetters of the afterlife are. However, when I open my eyes, I can see the whole night, the lifelong troubles in your brow.

5, the spring city is full of flowers, and the cold food Dongfeng Liu Yu is oblique. As night fell, the palace was busy lighting candles, and smoke drifted to the house of the prince and the marquis.

6. The mountain is a journey, the water is a journey, the body is facing Guan Yu, and there are 1000 lights at night. When the wind changes and the snow changes, it is impossible to break the dream of hometown, and there is no such sound in the garden.

7. Recently, there are countless sad things. Who spoke longer? Everything is subject to fate. In early spring, the green shadows are dancing outside the window, the geese are returning, and the orioles are singing and dancing, and tears are streaming down their faces. I enjoyed the beautiful scenery with you in the past, but now I have lost it and failed to live up to my past affection. Suddenly a gust of wind blew and the breeze shook. I thought it was your soul, but I can only wait for the end of love.

8. Every spring is sad in a foreign land, which is what Duqu oriole can know. Seeing the setting sun on the river bank, it seems that my heart has been torn into pieces of willow leaves.

9. Now I know that I was wrong, and I feel very sad. Red tears stole down, full of spring breeze. Knowing that there is no plan from now on, I still insist on a happy period. Don't be like this, all the pears fall and the moon goes west.

10, when did this hate? Lost step, cold rain rest, buried flowers. I had a long dream for three years. I think I woke up. Material also has feelings, and the world is tasteless. Not as cold and lonely as the dust on the night platform. The card issuer made a promise, but then abandoned it. If there are Pisces in Chongquan. It is good to know him, who he has been suffering from, and who he is relying on. I turned around from midnight, and I endured listening to Xiang Xian's excuse. When it's over, he'll know himself. I'm afraid it's unlucky for both of them, and they're going to live in the wind and sleep outdoors again. Clear tears, confetti.

1 1, Chun Qing only noticed that pear blossoms were sparse and fragments were scattered. What is the sunset near dusk? There is still no soul in the world. Yinyin doesn't dream of the words at that time, but is close to each other. Be a dreamer for Iraq and call for truth in the dark.

12, a corner of the sunset painting on the city mourned, and the non-pool terrace in Shen Yuan was revived. Under the sad bridge, the spring waves are green, which used to be a stunning photo.

22. It's a pity that the curtains are covered with dust. A few times, I secretly wiped my shirt tears and suddenly saw Cui Qiao next to the rhinoceros. Only hate, become boring, and even remain out of date. Dead poplar leaves are exhausted, and cold rain and west wind hit the bridge.

23. When the sun sets, heartbroken people are at the end of the world. -Ma Zhiyuan's "Tianjing-Sha Qiu Si"

24. A vagrant heard the drums that foreshadowed the battle, which was the first call of a wild goose on the border in autumn. The dew turns to frost tonight, and the moonlight at home is bright! Brothers are scattered, and no one can ask about life and death. Letters sent to Luoyang city are often not delivered, and wars often do not stop.

25, jade bone that sorrow fog, ice muscle has its own fairy wind. In the sea, I sent the probe into the fragrant bush and hung the green hair upside down. Plain noodles are often too pink, and red lips do not fade when washing makeup. Remember Xiao Yunkong, don't dream of pear blossoms.

26. The small street in the south of the city meets spring again, and only plum blossoms are not seen; Jade bone has been in spring for a long time, and ink marks are still locked between dust walls.

27. The tiller loves the boat, and the spring grass is green and boundless. Try going to Wumen to see the county outline. There are some new cigarettes in Qingming.

A long time ago, we joked that one of us would die, but suddenly, before my eyes, you left. The clothes you have worn have been given away, and I can't bear to open your sewing box. Because I miss you, I love girls very much, and many of your dreams, I will burn paper for you. No one knows that the husband and wife will be sad, and many past memories are extremely sad.

29, tears are silent, only regret the past, relying on Dan Qing to save knowledge. Yingying. You can't draw it if you are sad. Don't be too specific Wake up early in the middle of the night. Qing wakes up early and dreams more. Call the rain bell at night.

30. I can finally send my messenger, the wild goose, back to Luoyang. -Wang Wan's berth at the foot of Beibao Mountain.

3 1, the oblique light pulse is long and watery, and the heartbroken is frequent. -Wen "Jiangnan Dream"

2. Poems welcoming distant relatives

My road is covered with petals-I haven't cleaned it for others,

The door of my thatched cottage has been closed, but it is open for you now.

Relatives Meet Yanhe —— He Jingzhi's Back to Yan 'an

Wanglong, near Fengcheng. Everyone will meet in the clouds, and Fen Yanxi will welcome you.

The good things of the year belong to Dong Jun today. Song Guan welcomes five horses, rotten gold medals, one hub and one wheel. It's spring in class. When I come back to sleep, the smell is heavy and the candles are light.

The tide is flat at dusk. Sage Secretariat, welcoming guests at dusk.

The elders welcome each other and tell each other that their hair is still rosy and green.

The wind in Hunan is haggard, the courtyard is crying, and it is like a dream to wake up when you meet. Who is heartless? Welcome. Before the youth was green and drunk, I was drunk from the song and recalled that time.

Today's Guji Mountain, a romantic figure, is really a living place. Children, bamboo and horses, greeted the streets and struggled to sing and dance for the king. When Penglai bloomed, he came to be the master of Penglai.

3. Poems about missing loved ones in the distance

Away from home, winter goes and spring comes, and I am eager to get news. The closer I get to my hometown, the more timid I am, afraid to inquire about people from home. "Crossing the River" Song Wenzhi

Young people leave home, old people return, and the local accent has not changed. Where do children come from when they meet strangers? "Homecoming Book") He Zhangzhi

A vagrant heard drums heralding battle, and geese sang in autumn. The dew turns to frost tonight, and the moonlight at home is bright! Brothers are scattered, and no one can ask about life and death. Delivering books is often late. What can we expect in a war? . Du Fu's Moonlit Billion My Teenagers

The foot of my bed is shining so brightly. Is there frost already? I looked up at the moon and looked down, feeling nostalgic. Li Bai: thinking at night

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. Vacation in the mountains reminds me of my brother in Shandong, Wang Wei.

The dilapidated vegetation has withered, and the autumn scenery has aroused my homesickness. There are few people in the wild temple, and the clouds are separated by water. The sunset clings to the old city, and the clear sound echoes in the empty forest. Southern dynasties, what's left? , today alone in the Yangtze River. Military commander's view of climbing the mountain in autumn in Liu Changqing Temple

It's a long night in the rain, and the lights are lonely. My hometown is full of clouds and water, which is not suitable for Qiu Meng. Li shangyin, stagnant rain

The child held hands and asked, why don't you come back? * * * Who is fighting for time to win sideburns? Du Mu, Home

The Yuanjiang River flows to the morning sun, and Xikou meets you far away. Who is away from the thunderstorm in Wang Zhi? Return home in spring next year. "Send Wu Nineteen to Yuanling" Wang Changling

4. What are the poems about missing distant relatives?

Watching the moon on fifteen nights

Wang Jian

There are crows in Bai Shu and osmanthus in Coody Leng in the atrium.

I'm looking forward to the moon tonight. I don't know who will land in Qiu Si!

Ye Si

Lipper

The foot of my bed is shining so brightly. Is there frost already?

I looked up at the moon and looked down, feeling nostalgic.

Think of my brothers on a moonlit night.

Du Fu

A vagrant heard the drums heralding the battle, which was the first call of a wild goose on the border in autumn.

The dew turns to frost tonight, and the moonlight at home is bright!

Brothers are scattered, and no one can ask about life and death.

Letters sent to Luoyang city are often not delivered, and wars often do not stop.

Looking at the moon, thinking of a distant one.

Zhang Jiuling

The moon, at this time is at sea, over the end of the world.

Bring a separated heart, and be considerate for a long time at night!

Put out the candle to love this moonlit room, and I wander in the deep night dew in my clothes.

You can't have beautiful moonlight, just want to meet you in your dreams.

Give birth to a child under the autumn night and the moon

meng haoran

Autumn moon hangs in the sky and Guanghua is wet.

The surprised magpie has not settled, and the flying fireflies are rolling in.

The courtyard is sparsely shaded, and the sound of the neighboring night is urgent.

What is the ceremony? Look at the sky and stand.

The moon is so bright and clear.

Moon how bright, shine on my bed.

Too sad to sleep, wandering around in clothes.

Although the guests are happy, it is better to turn back early.

Who should you sue when you leave home alone?

Back to my room, tears stained my clothes.

Prelude to water melody

Su Shi

When did the moon begin to appear? Ask heaven for wine.

I don't know the palace in the sky, and I don't know the month and time.

I want to go home in the wind, lest it be too cold on the roof.

Dance to find out what shadows look like on the earth.

The moon turned into a scarlet pavilion, hanging low on the carved window, shining on the sleepy self.

There should be no hate, and nothing can be done.

People are sad and happy, and they are separated and reunited. The moon will darken or shine, and it will become round or round. Nothing is perfect, even in the past.

I hope people will live for a long time and have a good scenery thousands of miles away.

Nian Nujiao. Mid-Autumn Festival to the Moon

Wen Zhiming

Sweet-scented osmanthus floating jade, flowers all over the street in the first month, and the night is as cool as washing.

The wind is full of eyebrows and cold, and people are in the Crystal Palace.

The dragon is dying, the view is awkward, and the song is boiling.

First frost is everywhere. I want to fly over the colorful clouds.

I remember last evening, wine kiosks and light moon clouds came and went.

Qiu Guang, thousands of miles away, did it in the blink of an eye yesterday.

The bluebird comes from the west, and Chang 'e reports my courtesy.

Send a message, don't be afraid of Shen Zui.

5. Poems about distant places

A drizzling rain falls like tears on the Mourning Day; The mourner's heart is going to break on his way.

-(Tang) Du Mu's Cold Food at Qingming Festival is neither too long nor too short, and the spring breeze is not ripe or cold. -(Tang) Bai Juyi's "Cold Food in the Night", on the seventh day of July, in the Changsheng Temple, we secretly told each other in the quiet midnight world.

-(Tang) Bai Juyi's "Song of Eternal Sorrow" Chongyang drank a glass of wine alone and went to the river to take the stage when he was ill. -(Tang) Du Fu's "September" He knows that the dew will be frost tonight, and how bright the moonlight at home is! .

-(Tang) Du Fu's "Remembering Brothers on a Moonlit Night" is full of expectations tonight. I wonder who will fall in Qiu Si? -(Tang) Wang Jian's hometown of "Looking at the Moon at Fifteen Nights" is thinking thousands of miles tonight, and it is another year of the Ming Dynasty. -(Tang) Gao Shi's "Night Walk" suddenly looks back, people are there, and the lights are dim.

-(Song) Xin Qiji's "Jade Case Yuan" firecrackers sounded at the age of one, and send warm entered. -(Song) Wang Anshi's "January Day" is full of storms, and polo has nowhere to hang.

-(Ming) Bei Qiong's Dragon Boat Festival is over. The moon was bright in Qin dynasty, and the people of the Long March did not return when they closed their doors in Han dynasty. -(Tang) Wang Changling's "The Great Wall" The desert is lonely and straight, and the long river sets the yen.

-(Tang) Wang Wei's "Make it in the Shanzhai" Qiangdi why complain about the willow, not knowing enough. -(Tang) Wang Zhihuan's "Liangzhou Ci" asked where the plum blossoms fell, and the wind blew all night.

-(Tang) Gao Shi's "Listening to Xiao in the Bunker" Where is the home of Yunheng Qinling? The heavy snow hindered the horse's progress. -(Tang) Han Yu's "Moving Left to Languan to Show Grandnephew" Jiaohe City has lost birds, and the wheel platform is slippery.

-(Tang) Snow Song in Tianshan Mountain sent branchlets back to Beijing, and the grass turned green in spring. What about you, my dear friend? ? -(Tang) Wang Wei's "Farewell" If there is no north-south road outside the door, the world should avoid parting. -(Tang) Tu Mu's "Farewell" Peach Blossom Pond is deeper in thousands of feet than in Wang Lun.

-(Tang) Li Bai's "To Wang Lun" Luoyang relatives and friends asked each other, and there was a piece of ice in the jade pot. -(Tang) Wang Changling's "Parting with Xin Qiji at Furong Inn" advised you to drink more wine and go to the West for no reason.

-(Tang) Wang Wei's "Send Yuan II Anxi" Mo Chou has no confidant in the road ahead, and no one in the world knows you. -(Tang) Gao Shi's "Biedongda" was long before I met her, but it was longer than when we parted. The east wind started and a hundred flowers blossomed.

-(Tang) Li Shangyin's Untitled Three hairs and three thousands of feet, sorrow is as long as long. -(Tang) Li Bai's Song of Autumn Pu asks how much you can worry about. Like a river flowing eastward.

-(Tang) But since the water is still flowing, although we cut it with our swords, Li Yu's "Yu Meiren" raised his glass to ease his worries. -(Tang) Li Bai's "Xuanzhou Xie Tiao Tower as an Official Book Shu Yun" is a moment that should last forever, but it has been disconsolate at this time.

-(Tang) Li Shangyin's "Jinse" lasts forever, and it lasts forever; One day both will end, and this endless sadness will last forever. -(Tang) Bai Juyi's Song of Eternal Sorrow is filled with deep sorrow and obscure lament, and silence is better than sound.

(Tang) Bai Juyi's "Pipa Travel" is season after season, and the joy is added to the joy. The autumn moon and spring breeze come, and no one cares. -(Tang) Bai Juyi's "Pipa Travel" is full of horseshoes in the spring breeze, and you can see all the Chang' an flowers in one day.

-(Tang) Meng Jiao's After Graduation, in that green spring day, sing my songs, drink my wine and send me home. -(Tang) Du Fu "The two sides of the Yellow River were recovered by the imperial army. Where are my wife and my son?" There is not a trace of sadness on their faces. However, I packed my books and poems crazily.

-(Tang) Du Fu's "The two sides of the Yellow River were recovered by the imperial army" can't be eliminated. Only when the eyebrows are low, the heart is low. -(Song) Li Qingzhao's "A Piece of Plum" People come to worry, there is nowhere to meet, and it is always sad not to love each other.

-(Song) Huang Tingjian's "Reading Too True" The teenager did not know the taste of sorrow and fell in love with the floor. Fall in love with the floor and worry about adding new words.

-(Song) Xin Qiji's "Ugly Slave, the Middle Wall of Shuboshan Road" is in a foreign land, and I miss my relatives every holiday. -(Tang) I remembered my Shandong brothers on vacation in the mountains. They came from my old country and told me what happened there! .

When you passed my window, did the plum blossom bloom its first cold flower? . -(Tang) Wang Wei's Miscellaneous Poems has broken the sound book ridge, and it has been winter and summer.

The closer I get to my hometown, the more timid I am, afraid to inquire about people from home. -Song Wenzhi's Crossing the Han River ... Night gives way to the ocean of the sun, and the old year melts in freshness.

I can finally send my messenger, the wild goose, back to Luoyang. -(Tang) Wang Wan's "The next berth on the North Fort Mountain" was only seven days in spring and left home for two years.

The day of returning home is behind the bird's return to the earth, but the idea of returning home has existed before the spring flowers bloom. -Xue Daoheng's return, the foot of my bed is shining with such bright light. Is there already frost? Looking up, I found it was moonlight, sinking again, and I suddenly remembered home.

—— (Tang) Li Bai's "Silent Night Thinking" breaks pedestrians, and a wild goose sings in autumn. The dew turns to frost tonight, and the moonlight at home is bright!

Yu Di's dark flying sound scattered into the spring breeze in Los Angeles. In this nocturne, the willow is broken, and no one can afford to be homesick.

-(Tang) When did the family arrive in the dream of Li Bai's "Smelling the Flute in Los Angeles on a Spring Night" and how many people returned by the Chunsheng River? —— (Tang) Lu Lun's "Chang 'an Spring Watch" The teenager left home, the local accent did not change, and the children did not know each other. Where did the guests come from? -(Tang) He's "Homecoming Book" I hope people will last for a long time, and thousands of miles are beautiful. -(Song) Su Shi's "Water Tune Song Tou" was originally born from the same root, so why bother speculating with each other?

-(Three Kingdoms) Cao Zhi's seven-step poem The thread in the hands of a loving mother makes clothes for her wayward son. -(Tang Dynasty) Meng Jiao's Ode to a Wanderer However, China has our friendship, and heaven is still our neighbor.

(Tang) When seeing Du off to Shu, it was sad for each side. We understand. What is the relationship between acquaintances? . -(Tang) Bai Juyi's "Pipa Travel" Friends' needs are as light as painting, and mountains are like paper and don't like peace.

-Weng Zhao's Searching for Mountains with Friends.

6. Li Bai often spends hours writing poems that miss his distant relatives.