1, 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.
2. Homesickness
Yu Guangzhong
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
3. 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.
4. Missing a Wanderer
Miss the mountains in my hometown
The mountains in my hometown are very green.
Miss the water in my hometown
The water in my hometown is so green.
Miss the clouds in my hometown
The clouds in my hometown are so light.
People who miss their hometown
People in my hometown are so close.
Missing a wanderer
Day after day.
I hope that people and green mountains and green waters will last for a long time.
One day * * * meet again.
5. Homesickness
When the bell of dawn strikes
Woke up a sleeping dream
Dream? Maybe it's a dream of homesickness.
Spring breeze and autumn wind
It was yesterday's parting that sent him away.
Beauty of melody
What I can't give up is my motherland.
Wind and rain turn into tiny water drops.
Follow the footsteps of the wind
Rooted in lingering feelings
Willow branches and leaves are whispering.
Hometown, are you okay?
Shuttle between the stars and the moon
In my heart, I always miss my hometown.
6. 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.