1． When you come from your hometown, you should know about it.
Will the plum blossoms bloom in front of the beautiful window tomorrow? (Wang Wei: "Miscellaneous Poems")
2. When a young boy leaves home and his eldest brother returns home, his local pronunciation has not changed and his hair on his temples has faded.
Children who don’t recognize each other smile and ask where the visitor is from (He Zhizhang: "Returning to Hometown")
< p>3. The sound of the book outside the mountains is broken, and the winter returns to spring.I am more timid when I am close to my hometown, and I dare not ask the visitor. (Song Zhiwen: "Crossing the Han River")
4. Traveling outside the green mountains, boating in front of the green water.
The tide is flat on both sides, the wind is blowing and the sail is hanging.
The sun is shining on the sea and the night is dying, and the spring people on the river are old.
Where can the hometown book be reached? By the side of Guiyan Luoyang. (Wangwan: "Under the Cibeigu Mountain")
5. It has only been seven days since spring, and it has been two years since I left home.
When a person returns home after the wild geese, his thoughts are in front of the flowers. (Xue Daoheng: "People think about returning home every day")
6. There is a bright moonlight in front of the bed, which is suspected to be frost on the ground.
Looking up at the bright moon, looking down at homesickness. (Li Bai: "Thoughts on a Quiet Night")
7. The sound of someone's jade flute is flying quietly, spreading into the spring breeze all over Luo City.
Hearing the broken willows in this nocturne, who can't help but love the hometown. (Li Bai: "Hearing the Flute in Luo City on a Spring Night")
8. It has been ten years since I left my guest house in Bingzhou, and I remember Xianyang day and night when I return home.
I have to cross the Sanggan River for no reason, but I hope that Bingzhou is my hometown. (Liu Zao: "Lvci Shuofang")
9 ． The garrison drum 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.
My brothers are all scattered, and I have no family to ask about life and death.
< p>The letter sent was not received, and the army did not stop. (Du Fu: "Moonlight Night Recalls My Brother")