Liutang Zongyuan
The sharp mountain by the sea is like a sword, and Qiu Lai cuts his heart everywhere.
How can we turn this body into tens of millions, scattered to the heads of state's homes to see!
Think of my brothers on a moonlit night.
Don du fu
The first call of wild geese on the border in autumn makes you lose everything.
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.
homesickness
Song Li Gou
People say that the place where the sun sets is the horizon. I try to look at the horizon, but I can't see my home.
Castle Peak is being influenced by Castle Peak, which covers my sight. Twilight, Castle Peak.
People miss home every day.
Sui Xue Daoheng
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.
Smell the flute in Los Angeles on a spring night.
Tang Libai
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.
Bamboo branch
Don Liu Yuxi
Spring grass grows in the head of Baidicheng, and the Qingjiang River in Sichuan is at the foot of Baiyan Mountain.
Southerners come up to sing a song, but northerners don't come up to be nostalgic.
Travel to the north
Liu Tang jujube
It has been ten frost in Bingzhou, and I miss Xianyang day and night.
For no reason, I crossed the mulberry river, but I hope that Bingzhou is my hometown.
Yan Wen
Don Wei Wu Ying
Where is your hometown? It's leisurely to think about it.
Autumn night in Huainan, the high house smells wild geese coming.
Show it to your son.
Song luyou
I know that when I die, everything on earth has nothing to do with me. But the only thing that hurts me is that I failed to see the reunification of the motherland.
Therefore, when the great Song Jun team recaptures the Central Plains, you will hold a home banquet ceremony. Don't forget to tell me the good news!
Work at night
Tanggaoshi
The cold light in the hotel stayed alone and didn't sleep, and the guest turned sad.
My hometown is thinking thousands of miles tonight, and it is another year of the Ming Dynasty.
A letter from the capital
Mingyuankai
The river is three thousand miles long, and there are fifteen letters from home.
There is nothing else between me, just telling me to go back to my hometown as soon as possible.
Farewell friends at Jingmen Ferry.
Tang Libai
Sail from Jingmen Ferry, and soon you will be with southerners.
At the end of the mountain range and the beginning of the plain, the river winds through the wilderness.
The moon rises like a mirror, and the sea clouds twinkle like palaces.
The water brings you the feeling of home and makes your boat travel 300 miles.
Boarded Guazhou
Wang Song Anshi
Jingkou and Guazhou are just separated by a water, and Zhongshan has only a few heavy green mountains.
Jiang Nanan spring breeze is green, when will the bright moon shine on me?
home page
Don Dumu
The child held hands and asked, why don't you come back?
* * * Who is fighting for time to win sideburns?
Go to the capital to meet a messenger.
Don Cen Can
The distance from the east home is very long, and the tears are wet and the sleeves are still flowing.
I'll meet you immediately, without paper and pen. Please tell my family that I'm safe.
Qiu Deng Wu Jiangjun's Temple View.
Don Liu Changqing
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.
Fisherman's pride
Song Fan Zhongyan
The scenery in Qiu Lai is different, and Hengyang Goose is unknown.
The four sides are connected with each other. Thousands of miles away, the long smoke closes.
A glass of turbid wine is Wan Li's home, but Ran Yan hasn't come home yet.
The pipe strength is covered with frost. People don't sleep, and the general has white hair and tears.
Vacation in the mountains reminds me of my brothers in Shandong.
Don
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.
Thoughts?in?the?Still?of?the?Night
Tang Libai
The foot of my bed is shining so brightly. Is there frost already?
I looked up at the moon and looked down, feeling nostalgic.
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Don
You have just come from our hometown, and we must understand the world.
When you pass by my window, are plum blossoms blooming?