The handwritten poem about hometown is 1. Calligraphy poems about hometown
Nostalgia in Poetry
1. You people from my old country, tell me what happened there! .
When you pass by my window, are plum blossoms blooming? (Wang Wei: "Miscellaneous Poems")
2. I left home when I was young, and my local accent has not changed.
Where do children come from when they meet strangers? (He Zhangzhi: Homecoming Book)
3. Leave the mountain to rest, winter will come, and spring will come.
The closer I get to my hometown, the more timid I am, afraid to inquire about people from home. (Song Wenzhi, "Crossing the Han River")
Under the blue mountain, my boat and I meandered along the green water.
Until the river bank widens at low tide, and no wind blows my lonely sail.
... the night now gives way to the ocean of the sun, and Jiang Chunren was in the old year.
I can finally send my messenger, the wild goose, back to Luoyang. (Wang Wan: a berth at the foot of Beibao Mountain)
It's only seven days in spring and two years away from home.
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: "People are homesick every day")
6. The foot of my bed is shining with such bright light. Is it frosty already? .
I looked up at the moon and looked down, feeling nostalgic. (Li Bai: "Silent Night Thinking")
7. Whose rain flute flies in the dark, and the spring breeze permeates Los Angeles.
In this nocturne, the willow is broken, and no one can afford to be homesick. (Li Bai: The Flute in Los Angeles on a Spring Night)
8. It has been ten frosts in Bingzhou, and I miss Xianyang day and night.
For no reason, I crossed the mulberry river, but I hope that Bing is my hometown. (Liu Zao: "Journey to the North")
9. A vagrant hears drums that indicate fighting, and a wild goose rings 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. (Du Fu: "Remembering Brothers on a Moonlit Night")
2. Ask for some essays and ancient poems praising hometown and make handwritten newspapers.
Du shenyan
Looking forward to an early spring outing with Jinling Lucheng.
Only those who are far away from home are particularly sensitive to the change of natural phenology. The bright sun on the sea is about to rise, and Jiangnan in the south of the Yangtze River is reviving. Warm spring urges warblers to sing, and duckweed in the clear sun is dark in color. Suddenly I heard that simple melody you sang, which made people cry.
Bo Wang
In the mountains.
The sorrow of the Yangtze River has stagnated, and Wan Li's thoughts will return. The night is high and windy, and the mountains fly.
Song Wenzhi
On the wall of an inn in the north of Dayu Mountain
In the lunar month, geese began to fly south. It is said that they flew to Dayuling, and they all turned back. Birds don't enter, but I don't travel far to Lingnan. I don't know when, when can I return home? The tide receded, the river rippled quietly, the forest was dark and malaria was scattered. Tomorrow I will climb to the top of the mountain and look north at my hometown, or I can see the red berries on the top of the mountain.
Duhanjiang River
The south, who was exiled to Lingnan, cut off contact with relatives, survived the winter and experienced a new year. The closer I get to my hometown, the more timid I am, afraid to inquire about people from home.
Wangwan
A berth at the foot of Gubei Mountain.
Under the blue mountain, my boat and I meandered along the green water. Until the river bank widens at low tide, and no wind blows my lonely sail. ... 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.
Wang Wei
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You have just come from our hometown, and we must understand the world. When you passed my window, did the plum blossom bloom its first cold flower? .
Zhongnan Bie Ye
After middle age, I have a strong kind heart, and I didn't settle down at the edge of Mount Zhongnan until my later years. Interest concentration is often unique to play and have a happy thing to enjoy self-appreciation. Go to water poverty, and then sit and watch Yun Qi. Occasionally I met a village elder in the Woods, and I chatted with him until I often forgot to go home.
Lipper
On a spring night, I smell the flute in Los Angeles.
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.
Xu Ning
Yi Yangzhou
Little Niang's face is hard to overcome tears, but peach leaves are easy to worry about. The glory of the land is three points, lovely Yangzhou, and you actually accounted for two points.
Du Mu
Chang 'an Wang Qiu
The tower stands tall, standing on an autumn tree; The sky is clear and transparent, like a mirror with Xi's dust on it. Autumn is so lofty and boundless, compared with the height of the mountain, the momentum is difficult to distinguish.
Hunting products
Send friends to the alley.
Mid-stream wants to see the dusk of Hunan smoke, and Lu' an is infinitely connected with Chutian. Go to the wild goose and rush to the clouds, dream of flying snow, and leave people alone on the Dongting boat. Storms revolve around mountains every day, and stars and Han are connected with water. Pieces of plum blossoms passed the residual wax, and the garden went home for the New Year.
Han Mao
Chunjin
I was drunk after a long absence, and when I woke up, my clothes were covered with wine. The thin water floating on the surface of the water flows into another stream, and the clouds float away with the rain. Idleness and boredom hate being wasted, and it is difficult to attract the spirits of the ancients in different places. He was so grateful to Liu Ying for his kindness that he flew to the West Park every morning.
Cui Tu
Xichun
Flowers thanked two heartless people and sent the east wind to spring. Hu Die's dreamer Wan Li and Zi Guizhi were late at night last month. The book movement in the old garden has been dead for several years, and Huafachun is only full of mirrors. Of course, if you don't return it, you will return it. Who will fight for the Five Lakes Smoke Opera?
Wang Jia
Sheri
Goose and lake, crops grow well, every household is full of pigs and chickens. It's getting late, the shadow of mulberry trees is getting longer and longer, the spring feast is gradually dispersed, and the drunkard goes home happily with the help of his family.
Qing Yu
Before it rains, flowers appear first, and after it rains, there are no flowers at the bottom of the leaves. Butterflies have crossed the wall, but spring scenery is next door.
3. Fourth-grade handwritten newspaper about hometown
Let's design the layout first. Uh, just text messages, Orz.
You can write a paragraph on the page. If you can't finish writing, tick the ellipsis. Don't write too much and don't need space, it will be ugly. 1. The meaning of hometown is the place where you grew up, or your ancestral home. A place where one's family has lived for generations.
According to J.von Uexkull, for example, a silkworm's nest is its home, and the place around the nest is its hometown. Silkworms defend their hometown from other individuals of the same kind. Hometown is the sphere of influence. According to Von Yukskel, the so-called hometown is completely a problem of the environmental world and a subjective product of animals.
Most people love their hometown very much. Supplement: Hometown refers to the domicile of citizens with China nationality before 18 years old.
2. The nickname "Hometown" People all over the world are very attached to their hometown. Therefore, the word "hometown" is more cordial and endowed with many elegant and simple titles, which are common in the masterpieces and poems of literati. Today, people use the word "hometown" to address their hometown, which is particularly cordial. Textual research on the word "hometown" with the word "mulberry" first appeared in the Book of Songs in Xiao Ye, Xiaoya: "Weisang and Zixu respect each other."
Mulberry and catalpa trees were often planted beside the houses of ancient beggars, which were planted by their parents or elders. Later generations used this metaphor to show respect for "hometown". Besides, there are many other names, such as hometown, hometown and Gigi Lai. Here are some examples for readers' reference.
Singing Liu Zi Zongyuan's poem "Smelling the Orioles": "I have left my hometown and what I am doing here reminds me of mulberry." My hometown Li Bai's poem "Thinking of a Quiet Night": "Looking up, I found it was moonlight, and then sinking, I suddenly remembered home."
Du Fu's poem "Two Poems to Bai Di City" in his hometown: "Get drunk from other places and meet people in his hometown." Hometown He's poem "Letter from Home": "I have been away from my hometown for many years, and my personnel have been half tired recently."
Now, Liu Ying's poem entitled "Liu Xi Cai Tang" writes: "I don't like jinyi, but I am glad to boast." Su Shi's poem "Visit Jinshan Temple" says: "Try to climb to the top of the mountain, and there are many green mountains in the north and south of the Yangtze River."
Bao Zhao in the countryside wrote the poem "Returning to the Capital": "The king returns to Beijing, and the wanderer misses his hometown." Xiangguan Cui Hao's poem "Yellow Crane Tower": "But I look at my hometown, and the twilight is getting dark, and there is a sad fog on the river waves."
Cui Tong, a rural well, wrote the poem "Drunk Li is not short of asking questions in the rain": "White hair returns to the hometown well, and a micro-official gives birth." Sima Qian's "Report to Ren Shu 'an": "Being a servant of unruly talents has long lost the reputation of rural music."
3. My hometown (composition) The river in my hometown There is a beautiful river in my hometown, which is clear, quiet and fascinating. From a distance, it looks like a galaxy. From a close distance, you can see fish and shrimp swimming in the water.
The stream flows and the river is covered with colorful pebbles. The river shuttles through the cracks in the stones and flows carefree.
The sun shines on the water, shining like gold thread and broken silver on the water. Occasionally, some streams gather among a few stones and flow quietly, and small fish swim gently in the water.
A few drops of water dripped from the stone and rippled on the water. In the morning, the river laughed and played hide-and-seek with the fog; The sun came out, and the bright and quiet river reflected the blue sky and white clouds, like a girl in beautiful clothes, shining with crystal eyes; In the evening, he became an outstanding painter, painting all the unparalleled scenes in the air on his white paper; At night, it seems that I am tired, and my beautiful black hair is scattered all over the floor, sleeping quietly and weaving magical dreams.
In summer, the young man is wearing trousers forks, lying on his back in the embrace of the stream, resting his head on a stone, squinting and enjoying the grace given by nature. The girls are dressed in all kinds of clothes, squatting in a cool place, covering their faces with wet handkerchiefs, and some combing their black hair with water.
This river is very ordinary, with no peculiar scenery or majestic momentum, but it is always making contributions to people. I love you, Xiaohe! Autumn in my hometown came to us unconsciously.
The soft sunshine shines on us warmly. The rice turned green and put on a golden coat.
A gust of autumn wind blew, shaking the rice like waves in the sea; Pepper washed his blue coat and put on a gorgeous red dress; Apples with red branches, like shy little girls, bow their heads; Pomegranate burst into laughter; Persimmons hang high on the branches like festive lanterns; From a distance, the tall and straight corn on the mountain, the foot of the mountain and the halfway up the mountain stood there neatly, as if standing guard for us. Looking at these scenes can not help but make people feel warm and happy.
A few days later, when you walk on the path again, there is a sound of "boom, boom" everywhere. People are busy going in and out of the fields. Because they want to replace all their work in a year with food, they are naturally very happy. The corn on the cob bowed its head and lost its former prestige.
Waiting for someone else to collect it. But people are too busy at the moment to let it "live" for a few days.
Adults are as busy as a bee, and so are the children. After school, older children help their parents send water and pears to their uncles and aunts who play millet; The younger children are also very busy, holding baskets and inviting some friends to pick up ears of rice in the fields. It's fun while picking them up.
The children's laughter was mixed with the sound of the threshing machine, like a loud folk song. Overhead, there are occasional birds singing, but looking around, there are no birds. It turns out that birds are afraid of freezing and have flown to the warm south, leaving only some birds that are not afraid of cold and can't fly.
Oh! It turns out that winter is coming soon, but I am still enjoying the beauty of autumn. Autumn is the harvest season for farmers' uncles, and it is also a good season for us to study.
I will use it and praise it. Well, you can copy one content from two parts. That's enough for you. Well, I wish you success.
4. Fourth-grade handwritten newspaper about hometown
Let's design the layout first. Uh, just text messages, Orz.
You can write a paragraph on the page. If you can't finish writing, tick the ellipsis. Don't write too much and don't need space, it will be ugly. 1. The meaning of hometown is the place where you grew up, or your ancestral home. A place where one's family has lived for generations.
According to J.von Uexkull, for example, a silkworm's nest is its home, and the place around the nest is its hometown. Silkworms defend their hometown from similar individuals. Hometown is the sphere of influence. According to Von Yukskel, the so-called hometown is completely a problem of the environmental world and a subjective product of animals.
Most people love their hometown very much. Supplement: Hometown refers to the domicile of citizens with China nationality before 18 years old.
2. The nickname "Hometown" People all over the world are very attached to their hometown. Therefore, the word "hometown" is very kind and has been given many elegant and simple titles, which are common in the masterpieces and poems of literati. Today, people use the word "hometown" to address their hometown, which is particularly cordial. Textual research on the word "hometown" with the word "mulberry" first appeared in the Book of Songs in Xiao Ye, Xiaoya: "Weisang and Zixu respect each other."
Mulberry and catalpa trees were often planted beside the houses of ancient beggars, which were planted by their parents or elders. Later generations used this metaphor to show respect for "hometown". Besides, there are many other names, such as hometown, hometown and Gigi Lai. Here are some examples for readers' reference.
Singing Liu Zi Zongyuan's poem "Smelling the Orioles": "I have left my hometown and what I am doing here reminds me of mulberry." My hometown Li Bai's poem "Thinking of a Quiet Night": "Looking up, I found it was moonlight, and then sinking, I suddenly remembered home."
Du Fu's poem "Two Poems to Bai Di City" in his hometown: "Get drunk from other places and meet people in his hometown." Hometown He's poem "Letter from Home": "I have been away from my hometown for many years, and my personnel have been half tired recently."
Now, Liu Ying's poem entitled "Liu Xi Cai Tang" writes: "I don't like jinyi, but I am glad to boast." Su Shi's poem "Visit Jinshan Temple" says: "Try to climb to the top of the mountain, and there are many green mountains in the north and south of the Yangtze River."
Bao Zhao in the countryside wrote the poem "Returning to the Capital": "The king returns to Beijing, and the wanderer misses his hometown." Xiangguan Cui Hao's poem "Yellow Crane Tower": "But I look at my hometown, and the twilight is getting dark, and there is a sad fog on the river waves."
Cui Tong, a rural well, wrote the poem "Drunk Li is not short of asking questions in the rain": "White hair returns to the hometown well, and a micro-official gives birth." Sima Qian's "Report to Ren Shu 'an": "Being a servant of unruly talents has long lost the reputation of rural music."
3. My hometown (composition) The river in my hometown There is a beautiful river in my hometown, which is clear, quiet and fascinating. From a distance, it looks like a galaxy. From a close distance, you can see fish and shrimp swimming in the water.
The stream flows and the river is covered with colorful pebbles. The river shuttles through the cracks in the stones and flows carefree.
The sun shines on the water, shining like gold thread and broken silver on the water. Occasionally, some streams gather among a few stones and flow quietly, and small fish swim gently in the water.
A few drops of water dripped from the stone and rippled on the water. In the morning, the river laughed and played hide-and-seek with the fog; The sun came out, and the bright and quiet river reflected the blue sky and white clouds, like a girl in beautiful clothes, shining with crystal eyes; In the evening, he became an outstanding painter, painting all the unparalleled scenes in the air on his white paper; At night, it seems that I am tired, and my beautiful black hair is scattered all over the floor, sleeping quietly and weaving magical dreams.
In summer, the young man is wearing trousers forks, lying on his back in the embrace of the stream, resting his head on a stone, squinting and enjoying the grace given by nature. The girls are dressed in all kinds of clothes, squatting in a cool place, covering their faces with wet handkerchiefs, and some combing their black hair with water.
This river is very ordinary, with no peculiar scenery or majestic momentum, but it is always making contributions to people. I love you, Xiaohe! Autumn in my hometown came to us unconsciously.
The soft sunshine shines on us warmly. The rice turned green and put on a golden coat.
A gust of autumn wind blew, shaking the rice like waves in the sea; Pepper washed his blue coat and put on a gorgeous red dress; Apples with red branches, like shy little girls, bow their heads; Pomegranate burst into laughter; Persimmons hang high on the branches like festive lanterns; From a distance, the tall and straight corn on the mountain, the foot of the mountain and the halfway up the mountain stood there neatly, as if standing guard for us. Looking at these scenes can not help but make people feel warm and happy.
A few days later, when you walk on the path again, there is a sound of "boom, boom" everywhere. People are busy going in and out of the fields. Because they want to replace all their work in a year with food, they are naturally very happy. The corn on the cob bowed its head and lost its former prestige.
Waiting for someone else to collect it. But people are too busy at the moment to let it "live" for a few days.
Adults are as busy as a bee, and so are the children. After school, older children help their parents send water and pears to their uncles and aunts who play millet; The younger children are also very busy, holding baskets and inviting some friends to pick up ears of rice in the fields. It's fun while picking them up.
The children's laughter was mixed with the sound of the threshing machine, like a loud folk song. Overhead, there are occasional birds singing, but looking around, there are no birds. It turns out that birds are afraid of freezing and have flown to the warm south, leaving only some birds that are not afraid of cold and can't fly.
Oh! It turns out that winter is coming soon, but I am still enjoying the beauty of autumn. Autumn is the harvest season for farmers' uncles, and it is also a good season for us to study.
I will use it and praise it. Well, you can copy one content from two parts. That's enough for you. Well, I wish you success.
5. Handwritten newspaper about hometown
Since the reform and opening up, earth-shaking changes have taken place in China. No matter in the city or the countryside, there are high-rise buildings everywhere, and the wide and flat asphalt roads are full of traffic. The goods on the market are really dazzling, which can be described as "urban and rural integration".
Far away, take my hometown Xiadu River as an example. As far as I can remember, when I was in primary school, I didn't even go to school by bike, let alone by bus. No matter how far the journey is, it is completely on foot, and lunch is brought from home. At that time, we didn't have any pocket money, let alone food and clothing. A suit was worn for a week. In terms of eating, rice and white flour could only be eaten during the Chinese New Year holidays, and sorghum was the main food at ordinary times. Sorghum is also very nervous, and most people do not have enough to eat. Adults just let their children eat first every meal, and then they are willing to eat. They are afraid that their children will be hungry and feel satisfied when they see that they can eat enough.
It's time for junior high school. Although most students have already ridden bicycles, there are still few new bicycles. At that time, the road was not only narrow, but also bumpy. Every day we have to walk more than 30 miles to school, especially in winter, when it snows heavily and the road is particularly slippery. Someone fell in front, followed by a big fall. Some hands were broken and some bicycles were broken, but the students didn't flinch because of such difficulties. They became stronger and stronger. What motivates us? That is, we have a firm belief in our hearts-study hard, master skills and change the backward face of our hometown.
How time flies! In a blink of an eye, we will graduate from junior high school, and life is getting better and better. My father bought me a brand-new Meihua bicycle, and the county bought a 17 inch black and white TV set for my family. Don't underestimate this black-and-white TV set, it was really enviable at that time. It fills our family with unprecedented warmth.
With the rapid development of economy, the construction of small towns has made great progress. The narrow, shabby, low-lying and dirty roads of the past can no longer be seen. Now they are all wide and flat asphalt roads, especially the central section in front of our township government, which has been completely transformed this year. Now the road surface has reached 12 meters wide, and 24 high-standard street lamps have been installed. This central road has become a model road for towns and villages throughout the county. Now, small two-story buildings have mushroomed. You see, the white tiles outside the building look elegant and clean in many villages under the sunlight. Whenever the street lamp lights up at night, the whole street is brightly lit and the colors complement each other, which makes it look magnificent. The little willows on both sides of the road look greener, greener, greener. The scenery is simply more beautiful than the palace in the past. Due to the improvement of living standards, indoor equipment is readily available, such as combination cabinets, sofas, washing machines, electric fans, freezers, refrigerators, large color TVs, telephones and so on. People are happy to tell each other: "These are all Party policies!"
Nowadays, there are many cultural goods stores, food stores, clothing stores and hotels in our hometown, especially Feng Long Temple Scenic Area, which is a good place for your holiday travel.
Our hometown is surrounded by mountains and rivers, and people say it is a land of plenty. It's true. The great changes in our hometown fully show the spirit of struggle of the people in our hometown. This is really: "Like the strong wind in spring, it blows at night and blows open the petals of ten thousand pear trees." The spring breeze of reform and opening up has spread all over the motherland. The city has changed, and so has the countryside. Looking at all these changes, I deeply feel the great responsibility as a teacher. I will work hard to make our hometown more brilliant in the future.
6. Poems about hometown
When the sea rises and the moon rises, the horizon at this time is * * * "(Zhang Jiuling)," I miss my relatives twice during the festive season "(Wang Wei)," Looking up, I found it was moonlight, and then sinking back, I suddenly thought of home "(Li Bai)," He knows that the dew tonight will be frost, and how bright the moonlight at home is! " (Du Fu), "Green is there, when will the bright moon shine on me" (Wang Anshi), "When will the bright moon be there, I was once classified as a colorful cloud" (Yan Zhu)
When I think of my brothers' bodies climbing high, I will feel a little regret for not being able to reach me. The loving mother recited the thread in her hand and made clothes for her wayward son.
Before leaving, I had a stitch for fear that my son would come back late and his clothes would be damaged. Who can say that a filial child like the weak can repay his mother's love like the sunshine in spring?
Every tree in Hanyang of the Yellow Crane Tower becomes clear in the water, and Nautilus Island is a nest of herbs. But I looked at my hometown, and the twilight was getting thicker, and the mist of sadness was filled on the river waves.
Poems of missing 1. It's ringing, ask for its friendly voice -> 2. Give me a peach and a plum -> 3. Give me a papaya and give it back to Joan. Since we know each other, why do we have to be blind? -Han Yuefu folk songs > 5. Husband yearns for the four seas and Wan Li is his neighbor-the Three Kingdoms. Cao Wei Zhi > 6. However, as long as China keeps our friendship, heaven will remain our neighbor-Don Wang Bo > 7. Not far from knowing each other, Wan Li is still a neighbor-Don Zhang Jiuling > 8. Young people are willing to learn new things, but they are old friends when they are dying-Don Han Yu > 9. Friendship with Wen Chang and Neighboring with Germany-Tang Zuyong > 10. We were all unhappy until the end of the day, when we met. We understand. What is the relationship between acquaintances? -Tang Bai Juyi > 1 1. Making friends in life is at the end, not for ups and downs-Tang Helan enters the Ming Dynasty > 12. There is no distinction between young and old in life, so why should we tune together first? -Tang Du Fu >; 13. Friends who paint must be light, and mountains are like paper, but they don't like peace —— Qing Weng Zhao "The sea rises from the moon, and at this time the horizon is * * *" (Zhang Jiuling), "I miss my relatives twice during the festive season" (Wang Wei), "Looking up, I found that the moonlight sank back, and I suddenly thought of home" (Li Bai) "He knew that the dew would frost tonight. (Du Fu) "Jiang Nanan Spring Breeze is Green, When Will the Moon Shine on Me" (Wang Anshi) "At that time, the moon was there, and I used to return as a colorful cloud" (Wang Anshi) When did the moon begin to appear? I take my glass from a distance.
I don't know about palaces in the sky. What year is tonight? I want to go home in the wind, but I'm afraid I'll be too high to stand the cold. Dance to see what the shadow on the earth looks like.
The moon turned into a scarlet pavilion, hanging low on the carved window, shining on the sleepy self. The moon should not have any resentment against people. Why is it round when people are gone? 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.