The poem that reminds me of my hometown when I see the bright moon is as follows:
(1) Thoughts on a Quiet Night
Li Bai (Tang Dynasty)
The moonlight shines in front of the bed , suspected to be frost on the ground. Raise your head to look at the bright moon, lower your head to think about your hometown.
(2) Night Mooring at Fengqiao
Zhang Ji (Tang Dynasty)
The moon is setting, the crows are crying, the sky is full of frost, and the rivers, maples, and fishing fires are facing melancholy. At Hanshan Temple outside Gusu City, the bell rang for the passenger ship at midnight.
(3) Mooring at Guazhou
Wang Anshi (Song Dynasty)
Between Jingkou and Guazhou, there are only a few mountains between Zhongshan and Guazhou. The spring breeze turns green again on the south bank of the river. When will the bright moon shine on me again?
(4) Reminiscing about my brother-in-law on a moonlit night
Du Fu (Tang Dynasty)
Guarding drums interrupts the pedestrian movement, and there is a sound of wild geese in the autumn. The dew is white tonight, and the moon is bright in my hometown. All my brothers are scattered, and I have no family to ask about life and death. The letter sent was not delivered, but the troops were not suspended.
Even if there are thousands of lights in a foreign country, they are not as good as the moon in my hometown; the full moon is always accompanied by stars, and the full moon is always accompanied by family.
"Moon" is an important image in ancient poetry and is often used to express longing.
The Mid-Autumn Festival is the festival that makes us most homesick for our hometown besides the Spring Festival. During the festival, wanderers who work hard outside always think of their parents and relatives first. At this time, people always fall into the dilemma of life and homesickness.
Even if there are thousands of lights in a foreign country, is one of them truly yours? No matter how good a foreign country is, it is still not as good as the moon in my hometown. On a full moon night, there are stars to accompany you, and family reunions are also accompanied by family members.
Yan Shu's "Mid-Autumn Moon":
Ten rounds of frost shadows turn around the courtyard, and this evening, people are alone in the corner.
It may not be that Su'e has no regrets, the jade toad is cold and the sweet-scented osmanthus is lonely.
This poem was written by Yan Shu during the Mid-Autumn Festival. When night falls, the world is filled with cold air, like the Milky Way pouring down, and the bright moonlight fills the sky, like a jade plate. . I have never seen the moon every time during the Mid-Autumn Festival in my life. I didn’t expect to encounter such beautiful scenery this year, but where will I be next year?
Yan Shu was not only a first-class poet, but also a prime minister. On this Mid-Autumn Festival, Yan Shu could not help but express his feelings about wandering and homesickness. For people on the road, homesickness becomes even stronger during the Mid-Autumn Festival.