Original: The cold light of the hotel stays awake alone, and the guest's heart turns sad. My hometown is thinking thousands of miles tonight, and it is another year of the Ming Dynasty.
Interpretation of vernacular Chinese: staying in an inn, alone in the light, can't sleep. For some reason, the poet's mood became very sad. On this New Year's Eve, imagine that the hometown people thousands of miles away miss themselves, and tomorrow they will be one year older and grow a lot of new white hair.
2. Homesickness Song Dynasty: Li Gou.
People say that the sunset is the end of the world, and you can't see your home when you look at the end of the world. Castle Peak is being influenced by Castle Peak, which covers my sight. Twilight, Castle Peak.
Interpretation of vernacular Chinese: People say that the place where the sun sets is the end of the world. I try my best to see the end of the world, but I can't see my home. I am angry that the green hills in front of me block my view, and the clouds are heavy and the green hills are densely covered.
3,' Letters from Shi Jing' Ming Dynasty: Yuan Kai.
Original: The river flows for three thousand miles, and there are fifteen lines of letters from home. There is nothing else between me, just telling me to go back to my hometown as soon as possible.
Interpretation in the vernacular: the continuous river is three thousand miles long, and the letters from home are as long as 15 lines. There is nothing else between the lines, just telling me to go back to my hometown as soon as possible.
4, "Good early with the teacher Guanshan to send friends to Beijing" Tang Dynasty: Liu Zongyuan.
The mountains by the sea are like swords, 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!
Interpretation of vernacular Chinese: The sharp mountain by the sea is like a sword, which cuts people's minds in autumn everywhere. How can we turn this body into Qian Qian and scatter it to every mountain peak to pay tribute to our hometown!
5,' Three Miscellaneous Poems II' Tang Dynasty: Wang Wei
You from my old country, tell me what happened there! . Did the plum blossom when you came to the engraved window of my house?
Interpretation of vernacular Chinese: You have just come from our hometown, and you must know the way of the world in your hometown. Did Chimonanthus praecox bloom in front of my carved window when you came?
2. The poem about homesickness is about the night before Li Bai's bed, could there have been a frost already?. Look up at the moon, bow your head and miss your hometown. I miss my brothers in Shandong on vacation in the mountains. Wang Wei is a stranger and misses his relatives every holiday. When I think of my brothers' bodies climbing high, I will feel a little regret for not being able to reach me. Looking at the moon for fifteen nights, Wang Jian's atrium, crows inhabiting Bai Shu, and silent wet osmanthus in Coody Leng. I don't know who Qiu Si will meet tonight. Qiu Si, a native of Luoyang, saw the autumn wind. He wanted to find a writer to write a book. When the letter is written, I am worried that I have not finished what I want to say; When the messenger started, he opened the envelope and gave it to him. -Autumn wind attracts you.-Where did Liu Yuxi get the autumn wind? Xiao Xiao sent the goose. When the morning light enters the courtyard, lonely guests smell it first. —— Sauvignon Blanc takes a trip to Nalanxingde Mountain, walks in the water, walks towards Guan Yu, and lights are everywhere at night. When the wind changes and the snow changes, it is impossible to break the dream of hometown, and there is no such sound in the garden. Patio sand Qiu Si withered vines old trees faint, small bridges flowing people, ancient roads west wind thin horses. When the sun sets, heartbroken people are at the end of the world. Xue Daoheng has only been in spring for seven days, and I have been away from home for two years. 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.
My legacy was lost in chaos and famine, and my brothers and sisters ran around here and there.
After the war, the countryside was deserted and the flesh and blood fled to a foreign land.
The injured shadow is like a lonely wild goose, wandering like a broken-rooted autumn canopy.
* * * Looking at the bright moon and crying, for the heart, five places, all sick and willing.
-Du Fu's "Full Moon Thinking".
On Li Yi s Shouxiang Wall Listening to the Flute at Night;
The sand in front of Lefeng is as white as snow, and the moonlight outside the city is like autumn frost.
I don't know where the bleak reed flute blows and I look at my hometown all night.
Bai Juyi's From Handan to Night Thinking Home
Every winter solstice, I am accompanied by the shadow in front of the knee lamp.
If you want to sit at home late at night, you should also talk about travelers.
Nine days in Chang 'an, Wang Wei
My heart went south, but my body came back from north to south in autumn.
How many flowers have bloomed under the hedge in the old garden today?
The annual autumn wind blows to Luoyang city, and my wandering son doesn't know how his relatives in his hometown are; Writing a letter to peace has too much to say and I don't know where to start.
When the letter is written, I am worried that I have not finished what I want to say; When the messenger started, he opened the envelope and gave it to him.
-Zhang Ji "Qiu Si"
Cen Can is meeting a messenger to the capital;
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.
4. Beautiful modern poems similar to homesickness. In fact, I think there are many beautiful homesickness in ancient poetry, but why must there be modern poetry?
Under the full moon
Yu Guangzhong
Moonlight on the ground,
Nobody cleaned it,
Then fold a Zhang Kuo lotus leaf,
Go back wrapped in moonlight,
Looking back, I fell into the Tang poetry.
Flat,
Like crushed acacia ...
Moonlight has the fragrance of lotus leaves.
homesickness
Afterglow of sunset glow
Scattered on country roads.
Walk into the countryside
White kitchen smoke
The river in my heart will flow forever.
Sing a ballad
Embark on a long journey with dreams
I am familiar with this road.
Like your own eyes.
wayside
The shadow is dancing.
Wildflowers smell good.
Listen to the small bridge flowing water
Watch ducks leave the river.
Green Liu Chengxing
Flowers bloom.
Running water reflects distant dreams.
I'm back.
Holding a bottle full of thoughts
Afraid of breaking
On the road in my hometown.
And my shadow.
Pull longer and longer.
homesickness
Xi Murong
The song of my hometown is a flute in Qingyuan.
It always rings with the moon at night.
The face of my hometown is a vague disappointment.
Like waves in the fog
After parting
Homesickness is a tree without rings.
Never grow old.
Walking on the strings of homesickness
A bright moon
Hanging in the dark sky
Like a rope.
Connected to my nerves
Manipulate my pulse
The pulse that makes me beat
Sing homesick songs
Rainy season in Jiangnan
Imitate last year's posture.
On a lonely night
Vulgar language
It's like being in the heart of a wanderer.
Insert a sharp knife.
When the blade cuts the blood vessel,
The blood didn't come out.
Deep red blood
Can only flow on the land of my hometown.
Swallows flying in the sky
From my hometown.
A sad voice
Want to awaken the soul of the wanderer
A wandering homesick soul
I kept it in my heart as early as the moment I left home.
Thoughts disturb time and space.
Break through the barriers of time
As if at this moment.
I walk on the strings of homesickness.
Jia Yuan's Homesickness on a Moonlit Night
Drink a pot of moonlight tonight.
Miss frogs and drums.
Towards home.
The wind in the north is melancholy.
There is dust all the way.
Like a faint silver light.
The hardships of the world
Chest burning
A cup of melancholy that has accumulated for a long time
Drunk the moon in the sky
Can't see the surrounding scenery clearly
Misty eyes like frost.
Why is the phoenix tree green and yellow?
Mottled in the aging pond
The cicada in the tree is gone.
Can't sing to my hometown.
Homesick Song Author: Listening to Spring
Like rain, like fog, like smoke.
Silk, wispy, curly
Floating, hovering, winding
Whose heart and dream?
Autumn wind meets dusk
Autumn rain is accompanied by homesickness
Worry, haggard in the falling red
Nostalgia, flicking in the faint piano sound.
Autumn wind in Jiangbei
Blow thin whose heart?
Autumn rain in Jiangbei
Whose forehead is wet?
Silent night, sitting alone in a lonely hall
When people are quiet at first, the wind is colder.
Dew slowly soaked the thin clothes.
The night will be over and the wine has stopped.
Tears crept across the homesick face.
Strange moon
How to reach the circle of the old country?
Sigh the dream of wandering world
Miss the homesickness of the moon.
Tonight, my friend
I want to be Wan Li Changfeng.
Take it to your hometown.
A piece of white clouds
5. Poems similar to homesickness. Which scholar told me about XX. I have been there, Liu Yiyi; Today, I think it's raining heavily-The Book of Songs. Picked Wei. 2. Elegy can be wept, and the prospect can be returned to China-Elegy of Han Yuefu folk songs. 3. Humayi north wind, crossing the south branch of the Bird's Nest-nineteen ancient poems by Han. 4. But the grass's reward is three rays of spring-Tang Meng Jiao. Three miscellaneous poems by Wei. On a quiet night, there is such bright light at the foot of my bed. Could there be frost already? Looking up, I found that it was moonlight and sank again. I suddenly remembered my hometown Li Bai 8. Where is your hometown? Unless you are drunk, forget it. I miss my family on holiday-I miss my Shandong brother Wei 10 on holiday in the mountains. I don't know whose family it belongs to-Wang Tangjian's "Looking at the Moon at Fifteen Nights to Send Doctor Du Langzhong" 1 1. Everyone gradually feels strange in the local accent, but they hate the warbler's sound like an old mountain-Tang Tu's Five Poems on Man 12. Only the lake in front of the door is reflected, and the spring breeze does not change the old waves-Tanghe Zhangzhi. The local accent has not changed, but the hair on the sideburns has declined. -Tang He Zhang Zhi's Homecoming Book 14. He knows that the dew will be frost tonight, and how bright the moonlight is at home! -Tang Du Fu's My Brother on a Moonlit Night 15. Mourning is sad, leaving is sad-Warring States Period. Nine songs of Chu Quyuan. Think less about life 16. Think before flowers-sui. The homesick song of Xi Murong's hometown/Yes-Zhi/The flute of Qingyuan has been ringing my hometown/On a moonlit night/But it is a kind of/vague disappointment/waving after parting in the fog/homesickness/a tree without rings/homesickness/growing old when I was a child. Grave I/I'm here/My mother is outside/My mother is there/My mother grew up in it, and now I'm homesick/Yes-Zhang/Narrow/Boat Ticket Homesickness/A Bay/Shallow/Strait I/I'm here/My bride is here/The mainland is there/There.
Satisfied, please adopt.
6. On Kong Shaoan's homesick poems
The fallen leaves start the leaves in early autumn and fall like the guests' hearts.
Tangsong wenzhi
They said that the geese flying south turned back here this month. I wonder if my own journey to the south will be turned back. ?
The river stopped flowing at low tide, and the forest was foggy, but tomorrow morning, when you cross this mountain, you will see Lingtou Beauty.
Tang Wangwei's Mountain Holiday Missing Shandong Brothers
Being in a foreign land, I miss my relatives twice every holiday.
Tang Libai
In the silent night, the foot of my bed is shining with such bright light. Is it frosty already? Looking up, I found that it was moonlight and sank again, and I suddenly remembered home.
Tang Libai
The bright moon in Guan Shanyue rises from the mountains in the sky, and in the infinite haze of the sea of clouds and the wind, it comes from afar and knocks on the battlements of Yumenguan.
China's army marched along Deng Bai Road, while the Tatar army stared at the blue waters of the bay, because there was no famous battle in history that sent all its soldiers back.
I am stationed in the border town, thinking of my hometown with longing eyes, thinking of those people who are tossing and turning in the upstairs room tonight and can't rest.
Tang Gao Shi's Night Walk
The hotel is cold and sleepless, and the guest's heart turns sad. I miss my hometown for thousands of miles tonight, and tomorrow I will be frosted on my temples.
Don duff
Fortunately, fireflies dare to fly near the sun because of rotten grass. When you are not near the book, you can order guest clothes.
The curtains are small with the wind, and I look at Lin Wei in the rain. /kloc-when the frost is heavy in October, the drift is irregular.
Don duff
Thinking of my brothers on a moonlit night, from the first call of a wild goose on the border in autumn, he knew that the dew would be frost tonight and the moonlight at home was so bright! .
Oh, my brothers, what's the point of my life without you? However, if a peacetime letter goes wrong, there is no truce.
Tang Dai Shulun's "Governing Sichuan Landscape"
It's cool in Mao Ting, Matsushita in May, and the Tingshayun tree is dark in the evening.
Don Yili's "Sailing"
Liu Hua flew into the sailboat and lay in bed to attract Ling Hua to believe in the blue stream. It is said that the scenery is full of Yangzi, the sun is shining, and I look up at Xianglou.
On Tang's "Watching the Elephant Wall Cry at Night"
The sand is like snow before Yuefeng, and the moon outside the city is like frost.
Qiu Si by Tang Zhangji
Seeing the autumn wind in Luoyang, I long for a writer's book.
Wang Song Anshi is boating in Guazhou.
Guazhou, the mouth of Beijing, is separated by several mountains. Spring breeze is green Jiang Nanan, when will the bright moon shine on me?