What poems of She Guangzhong express homesickness for the motherland?

1. The poem Homesickness focuses on personal experiences in the mainland. A stamp in that period of youth, a boat ticket in that period of youth, and even the tomb of the future party all place the poet's thoughts on the long border crossing of thousands of overseas travelers, and all these are sublimated to a new height at the end of the poem: "Now/homesickness is a shallow strait/I am here." Such as Shirakawa rushing to the East China Sea, such as Qianfeng facing Mount Tai. The poet's personal joys and sorrows are intertwined with his great love for the motherland and the nation, and the poet's personal experience has become inflammatory in Qiu Si because of the emotional burning at the end, as the poet himself said: "The vertical sense of history, the horizontal sense of region, and the realism of the crossroads formed by vertical and horizontal intersections." The poet's homesickness is the variation of our national traditional homesickness in the new era and special geographical conditions, and it has an unparalleled depth in previous homesickness poems.

2. Four Rhymes of Homesickness selects four images with China characteristics and individual style in turn to express the poet's long-standing homesickness complex.

3. "Looking at the Mountains in Ten Years"

After living in Hong Kong for ten years, Yu Guangzhong, a poet, finally realized the weight and connotation of a mountain, which is the continent that the poet missed in his heart, and wrote this poem "Seeing the Mountain in Ten Years". This poem was written by Professor Yu Guangzhong after he left Hongkong and returned to Taiwan Province in 1985. It expresses that he realized that Hong Kong was a lost dream after he left Hong Kong.

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1, nostalgia

In childhood

Homesickness is a small stamp.

I'm at this end

Mom is over there.

When I grow up

Homesickness is a narrow ticket.

I'm at this end

The bride is over there.

We'll talk about it later.

Homesickness is a low grave.

I am outside

Mom's inside.

But now

Homesickness is a shallow strait.

I'm at this end

The mainland is over there

2. Four rhymes of homesickness

Give me a spoonful of Yangtze River water, Yangtze River water.

Yangtze river water like wine

The taste of drunkenness

It's homesickness

Give me a spoonful of Yangtze River water, Yangtze River water.

Give me a Zhang Haitang red, begonia red.

Blood-like begonia red

The burning pain of boiling blood

This is the pain of homesickness

Give me a Zhang Haitang red, begonia red.

Give me a piece of snow, snow

White as a letter.

Waiting for a letter from home

It's a homesick wait.

Give me a piece of snow, snow

Give me a sweet wintersweet.

Mother-like Chimonanthus praecox

Mother's fragrance

It's the fragrance of the country.

Give me a sweet wintersweet.

3. I haven't seen the mountains for ten years

Ten years to see the mountains, but not the green hills of Hong Kong.

Behind these green hills.

The endless land.

The dragon in the wandering world is called the mainland.

A strong man climbs a mountain, which is called Kyushu.

Heroes in distress call it Jianghu.

Looking at the mountains for ten years, I hate these green hills in front of my door.

Cover the dream facing north.

Just for a little stubborn memory of childhood.

After ten years of looking at the mountains, I didn't even see the green hills.

But let the bauhinia blossom, alas, thank you again.

Ten years later, the mountain outside this door

On the eve of farewell, I looked up.

All of a sudden, everyone rushed into their eyes gently, and they suddenly turned back.

It's already green in my heart.

Whenever someone asks about the date of departure.

Green hills and mountains are blocked in the throat.

One day, I faced the sea, and I was afraid it was green.

I will remember it clearly in my dream.

-Ling Bo Eight Immortals, with big hats covering the ground.

Lions in the town, geese flying with their heads held high

Speaking of shrinking into a bunch of charming bonsai

Looking back, ten years of fate.

Has melted every inch of water and mountains in the basin.

It dawned on me that it was a land of lost dreams.

Ten years of sleep, the castle peak guards.

This pillar in front of the door, alas, the silent castle peak

Stay away from the noise of the city