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Moonlight before bed,
People suspect that there is frost on the ground.
Looking up at the moon,
Keep your head down and think about your hometown.
Vacation in the mountains reminds me of my brothers in Shandong.
Wang Wei
As a stranger in a foreign land,
Please think twice about your relatives during the festival.
Know where the brothers climb,
There is one person missing from the dogwood.
Watching the moon on fifteen nights
Wang Jian
Bai Shu cheered in the atrium,
Coody Leng silent wet osmanthus.
Tonight, the moon is full of hope,
I wonder who Qiu Si belongs to.
Melancholy Qiu Si
Ji Zhang
Look at the autumn wind in Luoyang,
The writer's book is full of meaning.
I can't talk about it in a hurry
Pedestrians came and opened again.
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Autumn wind songs
-Liu Yuxi
Where is the autumn wind?
Xiao Xiao sent the goose.
Chao lai ru Shu ting,
Lonely guests smell first.
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Endless desire
Nalanxingde
A ride on the mountain, a ride on the water, and a trip to Guan Yu, with thousands of lights 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.
Tianjin Sha Qiu Si
Old vines are faint crows, small bridges are flowing, and old roads are thin horses. When the sun sets, heartbroken people are at the end of the world.
People miss home every day.
Xue Daoheng
Spring is only seven days away,
I have been away from home for two years.
When people return to the geese,
Think before and after.
Homesickness is a tree without rings, and it will never grow old.
-radiation reading of homesickness theme
"Homesickness" is one of the important themes in literary works (especially poetry) at all times and at all times. It is a tree without rings in literary works and will never grow old. Nostalgia is a famous book widely read by people. Yu Guangzhong, a poet, profoundly expressed the feelings of homesickness, family affection and home country. These thoughts are similar in the hearts of wanderers. It has a beautiful meaning and is sweet to read.
In the past, old people had a habit. When their children and grandchildren are frightened, they will call their souls at the head of the village. Yu Guangzhong, known as the "homesick poet", once said: "For many years, I have been shouting in my poems and whispering about China, which is nothing more than calling for my soul." "Burn me to ashes, and my Han soul, Tang Jiao, still lingers in that thick soil." So his Nostalgia, Four Rhymes of Nostalgia, Remembering Me in Spring and so on. They are full of homesickness, such as homesickness in four rhymes ... Give me a letter-like white snow/snowflake white/and wait for homesickness/give me a white snow/snowflake white. Give me a sweet wintersweet, sweet wintersweet ... "and so on.
In China's modern poems, the poem about "homesickness" is easy to read: "Homesickness is a tree without rings, and it will never grow old." "The song of my hometown is a flute in Qingyuan, which always rings with the moon at night. (Xi Murong) "Thirty years ago/I saw you from the willow tip/I was young/you were round/I was round. Thirty years later/you look at me from the top of the coconut tree/you are a glass of country wine/you are full/I am full. (Lan Shu) "Thousands of miles away/the smoke on the ninth day of September/it's a wisp of homesickness. (Pan) "These poets have either left their hometown, or worked hard outside, or lived in Taiwan Province Province like Mr. Yu, or lived abroad, with strong homesickness.
Among China's ancient poems, there are countless poems about "homesickness": "Looking up, I found it was moonlight, and then sinking, and I suddenly remembered home. (Li Bai) "When the sun sets, heartbroken people are at the end of the world. (Ma Zhiyuan) "But when I looked home, it was getting dark and there was a layer of sad fog on the river waves. (Cui Hao) "... and these poems have formed a series of traditional image patterns, such as the image patterns with" geese "as the key words (flying geese, returning geese, flying geese in the south, etc. ), "can I finally send my messenger? The geese return to Luoyang "and so on. ; Image patterns with "Peng" as the key words ("flying canopy", "turning canopy", "solitary canopy" and "floating canopy", etc. ); There are also images of "moon" and "ship".
In foreign poems, "My home is on the grassland/deer and antelope are wandering/curses and noises are rarely heard there/dark clouds disappear in the distance." Ye Saining's I left my lovely home, leaving a light blue Ross. The three-star birch forest by the pool melted the sadness of the old mother. "This is simonov. "Wait for me-I'll be back." ..... People's feelings are interlinked, and homesickness is one of them.
Everyone may have had the experience of leaving their hometown and mother, and they may have their own homesickness in their hearts. When we start writing, we can also create images to express homesickness and write beautiful poems: homesickness is a floating cloud in the sky, wandering around looking for its destination; Homesickness is a tired bird, flying to the Woods; Homesickness is like a thread. ...
1. Being a stranger alone in a foreign land, I miss my family twice every festive season. On Wang Wei's Mountain Holiday Missing Shandong Brothers
2. Looking up, I found it was moonlight, sinking again, and I suddenly remembered home. Li Bai's Thoughts on a Quiet Night
3. Seeing the autumn wind in Luoyang, I want 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. (Zhang Ji: "Qiu Si")
Although a country is divided, the mountains and rivers remain forever, and the spring of trees and grass is back.
Sad state, can not help but burst into tears, amazing birds, leaving sorrow and hate.
The war lasted for more than half a year, and letters from home were rare, with a hundred thousand gold.
Twisting with melancholy, scratching my head and thinking, the more I scratch my white hair, I can hardly insert a hairpin. (Du Fu: Hope in Spring)
1. You people from my old country, tell me what happened there! .
When you pass by my window, are plum blossoms blooming? (Wang Wei: "Miscellaneous Poems")
2. I left home when I was young, and my local accent has not changed.
Where do children come from when they meet strangers? (He Zhangzhi: Homecoming Book)
3. Leave the mountain to rest, winter will come, and spring will come.
The closer I get to my hometown, the more timid I am, afraid to inquire about people from home. (Song Wenzhi, "Crossing the Han River")
Under the blue mountain, my boat and I meandered along the green water.
Until the river bank widens at low tide, and no wind blows my lonely sail.
... the night now gives way to the ocean of the sun, and Jiang Chunren was in the old year.
I can finally send my messenger, the wild goose, back to Luoyang. (Wang Wan: a berth at the foot of Beibao Mountain)
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. (Xue Daoheng: "People are homesick every day")
6. The foot of my bed is shining so brightly. Is it frosty already? .
I looked up at the moon and looked down, feeling nostalgic. (Li Bai: "Silent Night Thinking")
7. Whose rain flute flies in the dark, and the spring breeze permeates Los Angeles.
In this nocturne, the willow is broken, and no one can afford to be homesick. (Li Bai: The Flute in Los Angeles on a Spring Night)
8. It has been ten frosts in Bingzhou, and I miss Xianyang day and night.
For no reason, I crossed the mulberry river, but I hope that Bing is my hometown. (Liu Zao: "Journey to the North")
9. A vagrant hears drums that indicate fighting, and a wild goose rings in autumn.
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. (Du Fu: "Remembering Brothers on a Moonlit Night")
The wanderer is sad for his hometown and his heart is sad. (Ban Biao)
The fox died and returned to the first hill, but his hometown could be forgotten. (Cao Cao)
Human feelings cherish the soil, but hometown can be forgotten. (Ouyang Xiu)
At that time, we met tonight, and Wan Li was homesick. (Du Fu)
The soldiers turned and looked at the border, thinking of home with longing eyes. (Li Bai)
Suddenly I heard that simple melody you sang, which made people cry. (Du)
Don't go home when the light is not fading. It must be extremely sad to go home. (Wei Zhuang)
Young people leave home, old people return, and the local accent has not changed. (He Zhangzhi)
But I looked home, and the twilight was getting thicker. The river is shrouded in mist, which brings people deep melancholy. (Cui Hao)
If you want to become 100 billion, you should go to the top to see your hometown. (Liu Zongyuan)
wine
Li Bai broke up in a hotel in Nanjing
A gust of wind blew and the catkins were fragrant. Wu Ji suppressed the wine and advised the guests to enjoy it.
Comrades in my city came to see me off. When each of them drank his glass, I said to him when leaving.
Oh, ask this river flowing eastward, whether it can go further than the love of friends! ?
Weicheng district Wang Wei
The rain in the early morning moistened the dust of the land, the inn of the inn, the branches and leaves of the inn, and a new leaf
Sincerely advise friends to drink a glass of wine, and it is difficult to meet their loved ones when they go out to Yang Guan in the west.
Master Chu of Xinfeng, Guangxi
Master Xinfeng's new wine is ripe, and old customers return to the old hall.
Full of fragrance, with flowers to build the north, yingzun color pan-nanxuan bamboo.
When the clouds cleared and the moon was clear, the girl in the club solved Qin Zheng.
Drunk and forgotten Baling Road, I suspected Luoyang City in my dream.
Liangzhou Ci William Wang
Wine luminous glass, want to drink pipa right away.
Don't laugh when you are drunk on the battlefield. How many people fought in ancient times?
Juvenile Li Bai
Wuling teenager, Jinshi Dong, silver saddle and white horse with spring breeze.
Where the fallen flowers swim, laughing into the Huji wine shop.
Li Bai of Shu Yun and Xie Lou of Xuanzhou sent off school books.
Those who dislike me can't stay yesterday, and those who disturb my heart are more worried about today. Autumn geese are escorted by Changfeng, and I treat them in this villa and drink my wine.
The bones of great writers are all your brushes. In Tianyuan, I grew up beside you, Xiao Xie. We all yearn for the distance and want to go to the blue sky to embrace the bright moon. But since the water is still flowing, although we cut it with our swords and raise our glasses to drown our sorrows.
Since the world can't satisfy our desire, I will loosen my hair and get on a fishing boat tomorrow.
Li Bai, guest line
Lanling wine tulips, jade bowls filled with amber light.
But I got the host drunk and didn't know where it was.
Li Bai drinks the bright moon alone
Flowers in the next pot of wine, no friends, drink alone.
Raise my cup, I invite the bright moon, which brings me its shadow and makes us three people.
The moon doesn't know how to drink, but the shadow in front of it is behind.
I have to mingle with them and enjoy the happiness of spring.
The song I sing is bright and wandering, and I dance the shadow before wandering.
Wake up and be happy together, and disperse after drunkenness.
I am willing to stay with them forever and forget the harm of friendship, just like the Milky Way.
Xi Wenhua Gate Hotel Weng Cen Can
The old man, who is 70 years old, is still selling wine, putting thousands of flagons and jars in his flower mouth.
Elm pods on the roadside are still like money. Will you pick them to sell wine?
When seeing Li Shaofu off, he lived comfortably in the guest house.
Meet the hotel, meaning more violation, Yin Fei at dusk and early snow.
The master won't return until he is drunk. Do you want to go home at dusk?
To Wei Ba, Chu Shi and Du Fu.
It is almost as difficult for friends to meet each other as the stars in the morning and evening. Tonight is a rare event, and this lamp is candlelight.
Two men who were young not long ago, but now their temples are gray! It shocked us to find that half of our friends had died, which made us sad.
We didn't expect that it would be twenty years before I could come to see you again. You were unmarried when I left, but now these boys and girls are in a row.
They were very kind to their father's old friends. They asked me where I went during the trip. Then, when we talked for a while, our daughter drank wine.
Spring leeks are cut in the night rain, and the morning cooking room. My host announced that it was a festival, and he urged me to drink ten cups.
But what kind of ten glasses of wine can make me so drunk, because your love is always in my heart. . The mountains will separate us tomorrow. Who can say for sure after tomorrow? .
Chongqing Baqiu Zhangji
In the past years, Mars was greeted with joy. The fairy boat was drunk and blue.
Poetry falls with the grass, and the wine is wide.
Floating life is like gathering clouds, and the past is like a dream.
Today, under the sail city, the autumn wind looks back and tears dry.
On the 9th, I had tea with Lu and Jiao Ran.
Keywords Jiuri Mountain Zen Temple, Dongli Chrysanthemum Yellow,
Laity is full of wine, who can help tea?
Cao Cao's short song
Singing to wine, the geometry of life
For example, morning dew is much more difficult to go to Japan.
Li Bai in the mountains
The two men exchanged flowers cup after cup. I'm drunk enough to sleep, and the Ming dynasty intends to hold it.
Huanxisha-Li Qingzhao
The Moses cup is dark amber,
Melt before you get drunk.
You should be late in your spare time.
The brain is fragrant and dreams are broken.
Break the cold, make a bun and loosen it,
Wake up, time and space are red for candles.
Lanling wine tulips, jade bowls filled with amber light. But I got the host drunk and didn't know where it was.
Sing my songs loudly and drink my wine.
Singing to wine, the geometry of life
I have wine and the heart of a Yan Le guest.
I have lived in Tomb-Sweeping Day without flowers and wine. Like a monk in a temple, everything is depressing and lonely for me.
Yesterday, I discussed new kindling from my neighbor's house, and early in Tomb-Sweeping Day, I lit in front of the window and sat down to study.
I often remember the pavilion by the stream next to the pavilion until the sunset, intoxicated by the beautiful scenery and lingering. After returning to the boat in the evening, I strayed into the depths of the lotus, and fought for the ferry, and a pool of gulls rose.
Last night, the wind and rain broke out suddenly, and I slept soundly and didn't eliminate the residual wine. I asked about the shutter, but Haitang is still there. You know it should be green, fat, red and thin?
Flowers in the next pot of wine, no friends, drink alone.
Raise my cup, I invite the bright moon, which brings me its shadow and makes us three people.
The moon doesn't know how to drink, but the shadow in front of it is behind.
I have to mingle with them and enjoy the happiness of spring.
I sang. The moon encouraged me, and my dance was messy.
Wake up and be happy together, and disperse after drunkenness.
I am willing to stay with them forever and forget the harm of friendship, just like the Milky Way.
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
Just like the poem "Homesickness", it contains feelings.
Stamp is an image, and the boat tickets, stamps, graves and so on in the poem are all images, all of which are entrusted with homesickness.
A stamp in that youth, a boat ticket in that youth, and even the future grave all contain the poet's homesickness for Qian Qian's thousands of overseas wanderers.
Poems expressing homesickness;
1. I often go, Yangliu is Yiyi; Today, I think it's raining heavily-The Book of Songs. Xiaoya. Pick Wei.
2. Elegy can be wept, but it can be returned to China far away-Elegy, a folk song of Han Yuefu
3. Humayu follows the north wind and crosses the south branch of the Bird's Nest —— Nineteen Ancient Poems by Han.
4. However, an inch of grass, enjoying three rays of spring, how much love is there-Jiao's "Wanderer"
5. Now, approaching my village and meeting people, I dare not ask a question-Du Da Yu Ling by Tang Song Wenzhi.
You people from my old country, tell me what happened there! When you passed my window, was the plum blossom Han Mei's flower? -Three miscellaneous poems by Wei.
7. The foot of my bed is shining so brightly. Is it frosty already? Looking up, I found that it was moonlight, which sank again, and suddenly I remembered my hometown-Tang Li Bai's Thoughts on a Quiet Night.
8. Where is your hometown? Only when you are drunk-Song Liqingzhao's Bodhisattva Man
9. I miss my relatives more during the festive season-Wei's "Mountain Residence Sacrifices the Silu Brothers".
10. I don't know who will fall tonight-Wang Tangjian's "Looking at the bright moon for Du Langzhong on fifteen nights"
1 1. Everyone gradually feels strange in the local accent, but they hate the sound of warblers like old mountains-five books by Tang Sikong.
12. Looking at the lake in front of the door, the spring breeze does not change the old waves-Two Couples in Hometown by Tang He Zhang Zhi
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14. He knows that the dew will be frost tonight, and how bright the moonlight is at home! -Tang Du Fu's Remembering Brothers on a Moonlit Night.
15. Don't be sad, be sad, be sad, and be separated-Nine Songs of Warring States, Chu and Qu Yuan, Live Less.
16. The day of parting is far away, but the day of wearing clothes is slow-nineteen ancient poems in Han Dynasty. Travel again.
17. Think before you go to the wild goose-Sui's "Every day someone misses home"
Before the four images of "stamp", "boat ticket", "grave" and "strait", the revised text is as follows:
Adjectives-small, narrow, short and shallow.
Using overlapping words in the same position makes the whole poem low and depressed, as if complaining.
Quantifier-one, one, one, one bay
It shows the poet's language skills and strengthens the aesthetic feeling of the whole poem.
These words * * * highlight the smallness, simplicity, practicality and easy transcendence of these four things.
All poems reflect homesickness separated by the strait. From childhood to adulthood, with the growth of the poet, the homesickness is constantly changing, but the essence is the yearning for the land, the mainland, the hometown, the relatives, and the unforgettable feelings.