Listen to the flute in Luo City on a spring night
(Tang Dynasty) Li Bai
The sound of someone’s jade flute flies darkly and spreads into the spring breeze all over Luo City.
Hearing the broken willows in this nocturne, no one can forget the love of his hometown.
Translation: ?I don’t know who is playing the flute late at night, and the melodious flute sound is scattered throughout the city in the spring breeze. Just tonight, who can not be aroused by a deep sense of homesickness when listening to the sad "Breaking Willows"!
March for nine days and think about Chang'an hometown
(Tang Dynasty) Cen Shen
I wanted to climb high, but no one brought me wine.
The chrysanthemums that take pity on my hometown should bloom near the battlefield.
Translation: On September 9th, the Double Ninth Festival, I reluctantly climbed to a high place and had a distant view. However, during this war-torn march, no one could see me off.
Self-titled portrait
(Modern Dynasty) Lu Xun
There is no way to escape the divine arrow on the spiritual platform, and the storm is like a rock, darkening the hometown.
I send my message to Han Xing, but I don’t notice it. I recommend Xuanyuan with my blood.
Translation: My heart cannot escape the arrows shot by the God of Love. I love my homeland that is still suffering from invasion and feudal oppression. This emotion is placed on the stars in the sky, but no one understands it. I vow to serve my motherland with all my passion.
Remembering the Hometown
(Tang Dynasty) Gu Kuang?
Melancholy, the people in the mountains are becoming rarer, and the clothes are stained with tears where the cuckoo sings.
It’s more than a thousand miles away from my hometown, but I can still return to my spring dream every night.
Two poems about begonias blooming in my hometown in spring and autumn
(Song Dynasty) Yang Wanli
The begonias are blooming in my hometown today, and I dreamed about Jiangxi's brocade.
Everything is spring, people are old alone, and after a year, Yan will return.
It is as green as the day, and it is like flying catkins when you want to fall.
If you don’t have that scenery, you can’t have a meal, so you can send poems to attract the Cuiqiong cup.
Bamboo-side pavilions and waterside pavilions, don’t want anyone to follow you, just walk alone.
The wicker branches have no strength when it is warm at first, and the shadows of the flowers are not clear in the clear sky.
After the rain came to the quiet path, countless new birds made happy sounds.
The only thing I owe is the green gauze and the red meat reflecting the red color, and I have lost my husband after two years of cold food.
Translation: Today the weather is sunny and the spring breeze is warm. It is the time when the begonias in my hometown are blooming. In my dream, I returned to my hometown in Jishui, Jizhou, Jiangxi, and saw the begonias blooming one by one. The flowers are like Like a pile of beautiful brocades.
Although the earth has returned to spring and everything is prosperous at this time, people are getting old; the swallows only fly back after the commune day every year.
The sky in spring is both green and white, neither thick nor light, which is the scene of the first clear sky; in this spring sky, catkins will fly and fall. Unfortunately, this beautiful spring scenery cannot be eaten, so let poetry attract it into the wine glass made of emerald Qiongyao.
There are pavilions by the bamboos and pavilions by the water. The scenery is beautiful and the environment is quiet. There is no need for an entourage. It is good to stroll here alone.
In the early warmth of spring, willow leaves sprout and dance in the wind, charming and delicate; the blooming flowers dance in the sunlight, making them look hazy.
After a rain washes the garden, the roads are cleaner and appear deeper; the birds that have just flown out of their nests are even more cheerful, and their cries keep coming and going, pleasing to the ear and heart.
The scenery here is indeed beautiful, but it is a pity that the plump and beautiful begonia flowers are missing; the begonia flowers in my hometown have already failed to live up to the two Hanshis and have not been seen.