Sir, sir, where the hell are you going?
What can you do if you are in such a hurry?
I want to see if my hometown is still there;
I'm leaving. I'm going back to Wangtianhu.
I'm going to visit. Is there one there now?
Bai Bo turns in the center of the lake, green waves turn in the rice fields,
Are there any sparrows playing martial arts on bamboo branches?
Sir, sir, the world is so novel,
You're not wandering around here. Where do you want to go?
I want to visit my hometown, I have my troubles;
I want to see the hatched crake, but it is in the seedling forest.
Pigeon's feet are printed on the mud.
The white clouds on the holy mountain change several times a minute.
But there are Yaner who fly to other people's classes to report good news.
Sir, sir, I advise you not to go home;
Only the life of traveling far away is free in the world.
The wandering heart is the vestige of wind and frost erosion,
The tablet is full of hometown handwriting,
Oh, I'm going home, I'm going home soon,
I want to hear the waterwheel buzzing outside the door all day.
Then put the music from my hometown into my heart.
Sir, sir, why are you going home?
There is a lot of brilliance and wisdom in the world.
You don't know that there is a lovely lake in your hometown.
Half of the blue sky is immersed in the lake all year round.
At dusk, there are rabbits looking for food by the lake.
Dogs that don't chase rabbits,
I want to see if there is such a thing now.
Sir, sir, I can't understand you more and more.
Why on earth did you go home?
I want to see how many thorns still grow in the water chestnut in my hometown.
I want to see how much silk there is in the lotus root.
I want to see if my hometown still knows me.
I want to see some new stone tablets added to the grave.
There are still flowering bamboos in my backyard.
2,' A Journey to the Sauvignon Blanc' Qing: Nalan Xingde
A ride on the mountain, a ride on the water, and a trip to Guan Yu, with thousands of 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.
Explain in vernacular Chinese: The soldiers kept marching towards Shanhaiguan. The night is already deep, and lights are on in thousands of tents. It's windy and snowy outside, which wakes up the soldiers in their sleep and reminds them of their hometown. How warm and quiet my hometown is, how can there be such a roaring wind and the noise of flying snowflakes?
3, "hometown praise" modern: a little red in the Central Plains?
How bright the moonlight is at home! Water is sweet at home.
Give birth to me and raise me, this country.
Even though today is gone, I still miss the taste of the past.
You are a mother, but you are older than your mother.
Looking forward to my home with warm arms.
Wandering, how eager, that beautiful place.
I especially remember that the grove was my childhood world.
Even if my hometown is prosperous.
It's not worth a cup of light tea in my hometown.
4, "Go to Hometown" Author: Zhou Jianchao Dynasty
Go to your hometown and let a bee wake up your childhood memories.
Country roads are the nerve endings of hometown, and only a gentle step will awaken hometown.
Go back to your hometown, take a scarab and straighten the old house that fell to one side.
Put a few bundles of ideas in the stove and burn them into smoke.
Go to your hometown, hold a cicada and comb the autumn wind in the past.
Put a few baskets of past events in a stone mortar and turn them into moonlight.
Go to your hometown, roll a snow, and pile it up like a childhood.
Pour a few happy events into a big bowl and drink the dream of touching your loved ones next year.
I miss you deeply in the distance.
5, "Hometown" Author: Yunnan Aneng
Hometown, you are your palm,
You put me in it, I'm warm.
Hometown, you are the back of your hand,
You hold me close to the sun, and I have a beam of light.
My hometown, you are my mother, giving me a strange life.
Hometown, you want peace,
Wish you good health.
6. hometown? Author: Lushan people.
Looking at the ridges criss-crossing the buildings on both sides of the dragon, along the dirt road on the overgrown dam,
Go to the end is my hometown-Suojiazhuang. There are several old elms at the entrance of the village, like elderly people.
Guarding the descendants of the village.
Several old houses in broken walls can be seen in the middle of the village, recording the long years of the village.
This is my childhood paradise.
About a few partners, in groups of three or five,
Playing hide-and-seek, jumping over the house to catch cricket, there is innocence in a simple smile.
In winter, old people sit here with their hands in their sleeves in the sun.
On summer nights, women forgot dinner and gathered here to enjoy the cool and talk about the interesting things in the village.
Today, 30 years later, it is still the hot homeland in my heart.
"Does he know that the dew will frost tonight? How bright the moonlight at home is! " ,
It's another Spring Festival reunion. Carrying the expectations of my family, I set foot on the last bus home.
7. "Love the motherland and love my hometown more" Modern: Yu
Pale yellow warmth, even if my soul follows it, meanders in the Yellow River flowing on the land of North China;
My soul is stirring to pursue the stormy waters of the Yangtze River in the hot land of the South China and go straight to the East China Sea.
They are a golden flash on the coast where China people live, and the two sides are the paradise they yearn for.
Suddenly look up, the motherland is good. Bow your head and be happy, the hometown is beautiful. At the foot is the holy land I am pursuing, and I suddenly look back.
Love the motherland, but also love my hometown. The years flow quietly, along the road of time.
The motherland is thriving, recalling the past and being a romantic figure through the ages.
Look at the present, be a hero.
I'm happy to walk on the country road, so?
You will know the paradise of flowers and birds when you are in the Rhododendron.
Walk into the grass sea and feel the tranquility of the sea; The rising sun climbed from the sacred mountain, and countless willow branches danced with the sea;
Deep homesickness, who are you drunk with? Who wrote the rural folk songs?
Standing in the breeze, I can feel the fragrance of green trees and weeds. Spring blossoms for an instant, and it is infinitely warm. All the country roads extend in all directions.
A piece of green forest dresses up my hometown, and I suddenly feel that the sword of leaning on heaven has pierced the sky, loving my motherland and my hometown more.
8. "Missing Hometown" Modern: Is the Central Plains a bit red?
Green rice fields are rare and silent frogs croak at night.
Autumn insects, once a wonderful voice,
Every March, oranges and flowers smell everywhere, attracting countless bees and butterflies.
I like to see the rainbow on the horizon after the rain in my hometown, and I like to play with the fish drifting with the flow.
Reminiscent of the sweetness of midsummer fruit, infatuated with the warm embrace of childhood parents,
The lovely smiling faces of my childhood playmates reappeared in my mind.
No matter how tired and far you walk, you still miss your hometown deeply.
9. Beauty of Hometown Modern: Xu Sheng
The sweetest hometown water and the most beautiful local accent.
Sweet water and beautiful local accent-
Better than pure jade, like Yue Xian on earth!
Wandering around the world alone.
10, Modern hometown: Xu Sheng
My hometown is in that beautiful place. The pine trees all over the mountain are like a green ocean.
Lush leaves are dancing in the wind, and the sound of pine trees sounds like a symphony.
Surrounded by pines, it is a symbol of unity and a pillar of pride in hometown.
There are flowers floating around the mountain, and the beautiful scenery is near the mountain and near the water.
The river is sparkling and the trees are more brilliant.
Hometown haunted by dreams, you are my most lovely hometown.