1. "One of Two Poems on Returning to Hometown"
Tang Dynasty: He Zhizhang
When the young man left home and the elder returned home, his local pronunciation did not change his hair on his temples decline. (The hair on the sideburns fades, one work: The hair on the sideburns urges)
Children who don’t recognize each other smile and ask where the guest is from.
2. "Tang Dynasty"
Tang Dynasty: Du Fu
The twelfth lunar month is still warm all year round, but this year the twelfth lunar month is completely cold.
The color of the snow that invades Ling is still day lily, and the spring light is revealed by wicker.
I drank too much and got drunk at night in order to seek good fortune, and when I returned home, I first came to Zichen Dynasty.
The lip fat and facial medicine follow the grace, and the green tubes and silver poppies descend from the sky.
3. "Guisi New Year's Eve Occasionally"
Qing Dynasty: Huang Jingren
The laughter of thousands of families is delayed, and the worries are hidden from the outside.
It stands quietly on the city bridge and no one knows it. One star is like the moon for a long time.
4. "Tongzhou Dragon Boat Festival"
Tang Dynasty: Yin Yao Fan
The crane's hair hangs down to his shoulders and is about a foot long. He left home on the 35th Dragon Boat Festival. ?
The children were surprised when they saw it, but asked where their hometown was.
5. "There are chariots and horses at the door, and travelers are passing by"
Tang Dynasty: Li Bai
There are chariots and horses at the door, with golden saddles and shining wheels.
It is said that they are descended from Danxiao, but they are relatives from their hometown.
Hu'er sweeps the hall, where guests sit and discuss their sorrows.
If you don’t drink wine, you will stop drinking wine and your face will be filled with tears.
I sigh that I have traveled thousands of miles and have thirty springs.
Empty talk about imperial strategy, the purple ribbon does not hang on one's body.
The male sword hides the jade box, and the yin talisman produces plain dust.
There is nothing to connect with, wandering on the shore of Xiangshui River.
If I ask about the clan members, most of them are from Quanxia.
We will suffer through hundreds of battles in life, and we will rely on thousands of ghost neighbors to die.
The north wind blows up the sand, covering Zhou and Qin.
The great luck is like this, the sky is peaceful and benevolent.
What's the point of compassion? It's up to Dajun to live or die.