1
Autumn leaves are yellow, the north wind is cool,
The lone wild geese are thinking of flying south.
Si Nanxiang, packed up,
The wind opens the door and the rain closes the window.
Standing in a foreign country for decades,
Tears welled up in my eyes, and my emotions filled the Yangtze River!
Two
The mountains are on the left and the river is on the right.
The waves hit the city head and the fish hit the wall.
Wooden attic, bluestone wall,
Fragrant osmanthus along the five-mile long street.
Relatives greet me by the roadside.
After thinking about it for a long time, the white grass on the temples is covered with frost.
Holding hands, we entered the hall,
A cup of camellia told our hearts.
My sister brought rice in a bamboo tube.
The bacon and taro were particularly fragrant.
Three
Go out of the city gate and look at your hometown.
The yellow rice flowers are floating ten miles away.
There are countless lotus ponds,
The boats are busy picking lotuses.
What I can’t see enough is the big river.
On the riverside, vegetables are being washed and fish are playing in baskets.
The fishermen sing in the evening and sway in the wind,
The returning sails are dotted with the setting sun.
Two miles out of the city and up the hill,
The treasure in the mountain is camphor.
The ditch is full of bamboos, the slope is full of trees,
The old trees and new vines block the sun...
Four
Suddenly an alarm bell rang. ,
Returning to my hometown in a dream again.
The autumn breeze is cool and the autumn nights are long.
The drizzle wets the clothes.
My loyal heart is full of wandering feelings,
I send the bright moonlight of my hometown far away.