People in northern Luzhou are definitely lost, but the letter from Yunnan has never been answered.
If you don't sweep the flowers in front of the court, you will climb the willow outside the door.
Selling silver candles after sitting for a long time will lose face.
Hanging in the autumn night, Wan Li shines on the mountains.
Jiangnei
Don
Looking at the hometown at the bottom of the river alone, tears are sad.
Although the first autumn is still early, the moon is very long in the sky.
Soul dreams can only follow butterflies, and smoke waves can't learn mandarin ducks.
Shu stationery, 3,000 copies, always wrote to leave a feeling and gave it to Meng Guang.
homesickness
Don
Mount Emei is like oil in water, but the heart is not tied to a boat.
When the sails leave Gimpo, the songs will flow in unison.
Homesickness outside the river
Tangweizhuang
I am always outside. Every spring, I am alone in the country, sitting under a tree and drinking. The trees on the tree should also know my homesickness.
Seeing the setting sun on the river bank, it seems that my heart has been torn into pieces of willow leaves.
be homesick
Don
My hometown is on the bank of the autumn wind, and the fishing boat is parked with reeds.
The river bank is covered by green poplar trees, and the hedge is covered by red hibiscus.
The catfish is singing in the rain hole, and the crane is walking in the sand at sunset.
Hold the window of the sick monk at night and return to the heart to cross the moon.
dreamland
Zhang Tang xiaobiao
I live in the east of the old garden in Wu Wang, and the scenery at the top of the house wins the screen.
Ordinary dreams are on the Qiu Jiang, and fishing boats swim among the lotus leaves.
Nostalgia in winter
Tangzhouhe
The wilderness began to be strict and the sky was clear and cloudless.
Trees are cold and birds are rare, and monks are rare in the mountains.
Collect the snow from the back window of the sun and open the furnace to release the inkstone ice.
I suddenly returned to my old country and wanted to live in Xiling.
Mudong Chang 'an Hotel
Tangzhouhe
Who knows that knowing each other outside the lake is homesick for Japan.
Looking for new guests everywhere, but rarely seeing people from my hometown.
It is a shame to live in a knowledge life.
You can tell by looking at the Dongting tree. It's an old mountain spring.
wild goose
Tangzhenggu
In August and September in first frost, Polygonum hydropiper is red and reed yellow.
Under Shicheng, the waves are shaking and the clouds are in Xingziwan.
It is amazing that the fisherman plays piccolo and loses the group to watch the sunset.
Hometown is also melancholy, not to mention the ship is not hometown?
Jiang Shang Lv Bo
Tang cuitu
Tingzhou stays overnight and guests stay for a long time.
Speaking of autumn, we always think of our hometown.
The lonely mountain is born and burned late, and the lonely tree is hidden back to the pond.
If you want to ask the way to the East, you will know how far it is.
Think of my brothers on a moonlit night.
Don du fu
A vagrant heard the drums heralding the battle, which was the first call of a wild goose on the border 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.
It is inevitable to send books. What can you expect in the war? .
wild goose
Dondum
Wan Li bid farewell to his hometown, while snow and rain stayed in Xiaoxiang.
A few lonely pillows are weeping, and several tall buildings are heartbroken.
I live in seclusion, and I move on when the breeze comes.
Hard to come to Heng Yue every year, wings destroyed the frost.
Xiangjiang Qiuxi
Don Du Xunhe
Sanxiang moonlight Sanxiang water, soaked in cold light like a shop.
Saihong can't stay overnight, and he hasn't heard from his hometown for half a year.
Sijiangnan
Tangfanggan
The grass withered yesterday, but it is green today, which makes people homesick again.
I dreamed of going home at night, and it was already dawn before I got to Tonglu.
Work at night
Don
The cold light in the hotel stayed alone and didn't sleep, and the guest turned sad.
Tonight, my hometown is full of thoughts, and the Ming Dynasty is worried for another year.
Go upstairs and look at the water.
Tangguguang
Birds and flowers, willow smoke, but forget the scenery.
From a higher building, where will my hometown return to the boat?
full moon; a baby's completion of its first month of life
Tangyuwuling
After leaving home for a few nights, you can only see a few.
The new spirit will be full again, and the hometown should drift away.
Alone in Pengshui, I remember Luoyang Bridge.
Even the ship passengers are stationed in the radial direction.
Thoughts in the dead of night
Tang Libai
The foot of my bed is shining so brightly. Is there frost already?
I looked up at the moon and looked down, feeling nostalgic.
Klang Ganzhou
Song Liu Yong
Facing the rain from the sky, a piece of washed autumn scenery on the river is particularly cold. The bleak frost wind is tight, the river surface of the mountains and rivers is deserted, and the setting sun shines on the tall buildings. Red flowers wither everywhere, and all the beautiful scenery gradually disappears. Only the gushing water of the Yangtze river flows eastward without sound. Without the heart to climb the distance and overlook the distant home, it is difficult to gather the desire to go home. Sighing where these years have gone, why do you have to stay in a strange land for a long time? If you want to be a beauty, you have to miss a few days and know your boat. Fight for me, lean on the dry place, I am in a hurry.
There is a sweet smell around us.
Song Cheng Gai
The south moon surprised Wu, the west wind broke the geese, and the autumn filled Pinghu. When all the lotus pickers are exhausted, the cool color fights the mushroom pu. Old belief in the beautiful scenery of the south of the Yangtze River, a Wan Li and a faint sea bass. Who knows, Wu Nong doesn't know, Monday is lonely. With high, gradually disappointed, auspicious clouds everywhere, flat. When can I see my hometown again? Even if there is a lotus thread system, it will not be like a chrysanthemum. Returning to love is far away, and it is still raining in the middle of the night.
Nanxiangzi
Song luyou
Go back to the dream and give it to Wu Qiang. Shui Yi Jiangcheng still has a long way to go. I want to see the cable tied at the beginning of Zhou Fang and the sunset. The smoke trees are uneven, and Wuchang is recognized. Put some new ointment on your temple. Used to dye the royal fragrance in clothes. It's sad to go back to my hometown and make friends with the old people. But I'm afraid it's better than home.
Qiaojinmen
Wei Song Liao Weng
And then there is. It smells like spring wine. I still remember my hometown. What day will it be? Spit out a beautiful heart. Aunt, please ask me. Mom also wishes you a long life as white. After the frost and snow
I) Li Bai, who can drink?
Have you ever noticed how the water of the Yellow River flows out of heaven and into the ocean, never to return! Have you ever noticed that in the bright mirror of the high room, what lovely hair, although still silky black in the morning, turns into snow at night! Oh, let a man with spirit take risks where he wants to go, and never point his golden cup at the moon empty! . Since God has given talents, let them be used! As for the money, although it is scattered, it will get together again. Cook a sheep, kill a cow, sharpen your appetite, and let me, 300 bowls, take a big drink! . Master Cen, Dan Qiusheng can drink and drink endlessly. Let me sing you a song! Please listen to me.
What are bells and drums, delicacies and treasures? I hope I will never wake up. Ancient sober people and sages were forgotten, and only great drinkers can be immortalized. Chen bought a barrel of wine with 10 thousand gold coins at a banquet in the temple, and everyone laughed and said one-liners Why do you say, my master, your money is gone? , to buy wine, we drink together! . Five flower horses, Hsi Chin, give them to the boy in exchange for good wine. Whatever you want, sell eternal sorrow.
(2) Du Fu looking forward to spring
Although a country is divided, mountains and rivers still exist, trees and grass turn green again in spring, petals flow down like tears, and lonely birds sing their sorrows.
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.
(3) back to where.
The young man left home, and the old man returned to his local accent without changing his sideburns.
Where do children come from when they meet strangers?
(4) Cui Hao of the long main canal.
"Tell me, where do you live? ? Is it near here, a fishing pond? " . Let's catch our boat together and see if we belong to the same town. ..
My home is near Jiujiang, often near Jiujiang. You and me, we were both born in Chang Gan, you and me! It's a pity that we have never met. "
(5) Yellow Crane Tower in Cui Hao
The fairy of the past has flown away by the yellow crane, leaving only an empty Yellow Crane Tower.
The yellow crane never revisited earth, there have been no long white clouds for thousands of years.
Every tree in Hanyang has become clear due to sunlight, and Nautilus Island is covered with sweet grass.
But I looked home, the twilight was getting thicker, and the river waves were filled with sad mist.
(6) I thought of my brother Wang Wei in Shandong when I was on vacation in the mountains.
I am a lonely stranger in a strange land, and I miss my family more often during the holidays.
When I think of my brothers' bodies climbing high, I will feel a little regret for not being able to reach me.
(7) Acacia Wang Wei
Red bean shrubs grow in the south. In spring, they will sprout many branches to encourage you to pick more (thank you) (the second sound) as a symbol of our love.
(8) Toussaint Ganjia Road
It has been ten frost 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.
(9) See Liu Zongyuan, a relative in Beijing, with Master Hao Chu.
The sharp mountain by the sea is like a sword, and Qiu Lai cuts his heart everywhere. If you want to become 100 billion, go to the peak to see your hometown.
(10) Qiu Si Zhang Ji
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. I can't tell you how hurried I am. Pedestrians are pouring in, Kaifeng.
(1 1) Li Shangyin's note to friends in the north on a rainy night.
When you ask about the return date, it's hard to say, evening rain, Manqiuchi. When * * * cut the candle at the west window, but talk about the rain at night.
(12) Tian Jingsha Ma Zhiyuan
Dead vines and old trees, faint crows, flowing bridges, old roads with thin horses in the west wind, heartbroken people in the sunset.
(13) Thinking of Li Bai in a Quiet Night
The foot of my bed is shining so brightly. Is there frost already?
I looked up at the moon and looked down, feeling nostalgic.
(14) Bai Juyi's Sauvignon Blanc
Bianshui flow, Bianshui flow, Surabaya flow, flows to Guazhou Gudutou. Wu Shan is a little sad. Think long and hate long, until it's time to pay back. Yueming people lean on the building.
(15) Li Yu's Sauvignon Blanc
One heavy mountain, two heavy mountains, the mountains are far away, the sky is high and the smoke is cold, and the acacia maple leaves are Dan. Flowers bloom, flowers are not complete, geese fly high, but they don't come back.
(16) Yu Meiren Li Yu
When is the spring flower and the autumn moon, how much is known about the past! The small building was easterly again last night, and the old country could not bear to look back on the bright moon. Carved fences and jade bricks should still exist, but Zhu Yan changed them. How much worry can you have? Like a river flowing eastward.
Prelude to water melody
Su Shi
When is the bright moon,
I take my glass from a distance.
I don't know the palace in heaven,
What year is tonight?
I want to go home in the wind,
I'm afraid of Qionglou Yuyu,
It's too cold up there.
Dance to see the shadows,
What is it like?
Zhuge,
Low-level families,
Take a sleepless photo.
There should be no hatred,
What road is there to go?
People have joys and sorrows,
The moon is cloudy and sunny,
This matter is ancient and difficult to complete.
Wish people a long time,
Thousands of miles * * * ChanJuan.
On my way home in autumn and dusk.
Bai Juyi
Under the lamp, you often sleep less when you are worried.
Homesickness comes early, before the cock crows.
In September, the vegetation falls and the mountains are more secluded.
Autumn is cloudy and early dawn, and thousands of trees are gray.
I went to the east in autumn and started to turn to the west this autumn.
A horse is thin and broken, and come to a family for two years.
When I recall my sadness, I have no money.
Although the heart is not blue frost, it is not natural.
Homesickness outside the river
Wei Zhuang
I am always outside. Every spring, I am alone in the country, sitting under a tree and drinking. The trees on the tree should also know my homesickness.
Seeing the setting sun on the river bank, it seems that my heart has been torn into pieces of willow leaves.
Two Qin Ge songs
Sima Xiangru
Feng Feng returned to his hometown and traveled around the world looking for his emperor.
I didn't know what to do when I didn't meet Xi. Why don't I go to Sishang today?
There are beautiful women in the boudoir, and the people in the room are poisoning my intestines.
Why do you want to be a mandarin duck? You are flying!
Emperor Xi Xi lives with me. He must be a princess forever.
Who knows in the middle of the night?
My wings fly high, and I feel sad when I think about them.
When I first entered the gorge, I sent a bitter wind to my relatives and friends in my hometown.
Chen Ziang
Today's hometown friends.
Huanhui will sit with you.
Ninglang dam road.
Hard work is particularly windy.
wild goose
Du Mu
Wan Li bid farewell to his hometown, while snow and rain stayed in Xiaoxiang.
A few lonely pillows are weeping, and several tall buildings are heartbroken.
I live in seclusion, and I move on when the breeze comes.
Hard to come to Heng Yue every year, wings destroyed the frost.
Two Poems of Bai Kubei by You Qiupu
Lipper
Where the night goes, the truth will be revealed in the moon. Mountain light shakes snow, and ape shadows hang cold branches.
However, I am afraid that the good scenery will come late and the small order will be moved back. People come to the heart, and there is acacia here.
The night is long and whistling, and the valley is cold. Ichthyosaurs are active in vicious waters, and there are waves everywhere.
The sky borrows the bright moon and flies to Yun Lan. Hometown is invisible, heartbroken and looking to the west.
Stagnant rain
Li shangyin
After a long night of rain,
The residual lamp is lonely.
There is water everywhere in my hometown.
Autumn is not suitable for dreaming.
Zhong chun Deng Lou
Liu Jian
The golden cup does not wash the sorrow, and Jiang Yi remembers his hometown. Fireworks on both sides of the strait are full of spring,
The wind on the first floor and the bleak moonlight night. Zhang Wang should not be ashamed of his tears, nor should Pan Yue be surprised by the frost on his forehead.
Back to the lotus, there is a thatched hall deep in the white clouds.
Through ancient and modern times, I studied under Mozi, and I shattered the frost on China. It's a pity to miss this snake.
Be careful not to be a toothless mouse. I pity the moon for nine days, and I hate flowers when the wind blows overnight.
A person who lives alone in the county building can't catch a boat or a beach of sand.
Recover the north and south of the Yellow River
Du Fu
The news of this distant western station! The north has been recovered! ,
At first, I couldn't stop crying on my coat.
Where are my wife and son? There is not a trace of sadness on their faces. ,
However, I packed my books and poems crazily.
Sing my songs loudly, drink my wine,
In the green spring, I began to go home.
Come back from this mountain, pass another mountain,
Come from the south, then go north-to my own town! .