The poem about going home is 1. What are the poems about "going home"?
1, you people from my old country, tell me what happened there! . -Wang Wei's Miscellaneous Poems
2. Xian Yi, young and old, left home, and the local accent has not changed. -He Zhangzhi's Homecoming Book
Now, close to my village and meeting people, I dare not ask a question. -Song Wenzhi "Crossing the Han River"
Under the blue mountain, my boat and I meandered along the green water. -Wang Wan's berth at the foot of Beibao Mountain.
5. After people return to geese, they think about flowers. -Xue Daoheng's "Homecoming"
6. Looking up, I found it was moonlight, sinking again, and I suddenly remembered home. -Li Bai's Thoughts on a Quiet Night
On the seventh day, the rest of the flutes flew silently, and the spring breeze filled Los Angeles. -Li Bai's "Smelling the flute in Los Angeles on a Spring Night"
8. I have been in first frost for ten years in the Guest House and Bingzhou, and I remember Xianyang day and night. -Liu Zao's "Journey to the North"
9. As soon as you see heartbroken, you can't go back. -Bai Juyi's Nanpu Bie
10, I want to sit at home late at night and talk about people who travel far away. -Bai Juyi's Night Thoughts on the Winter Solstice in Handan
1 1, the spring scenery in the two places is the same, which makes people homesick. -Bai Juyi's "Looking at the Station"
12, I turned to my hometown because I was bored, and my dream of returning home became longer. -Zhu Chen's "Go Home"
13, I can finally send my messenger, Wild Goose, back to Luoyang. -Wang Wan's berth at the foot of Beibao Mountain.
14, the spring scenery in the two places is the same, which makes people homesick. -Bai Juyi's "Looking at the Station"
15, where do children come from when they meet strangers? -He Zhangzhi's Homecoming Book
2. Poems about going home
1, it's ten frost in Bingzhou, and I miss Xianyang day and night. Liu Zao in Tang Dynasty: Traveling to the North
It has been ten years since I left my hometown, and my returning heart misses my hometown Xianyang day and night.
2. I can finally send my emissary? Geese, return to Luoyang. Wang Wan, a Tang native at the bottom of Beibao Mountain.
I don't know when the letter from home will arrive. I hope the geese returning from the north will take it to Luoyang.
3. Xian Yi, young and old, left home, and the local accent has not changed. When children meet strangers, they will smile and ask where the guests are from. "Two Hometown Couplets, Part I" Tang Dynasty: He
I left my hometown when I was young and didn't come back until my twilight years. Although my local accent hasn't changed, my hair on my sideburns has become sparse. None of the children knew me when they saw me. They asked with a smile, where did this guest come from?
4, this nocturne has the taste of breaking willows, and no one can afford to miss it. Spring Night in Los Angeles Tang Dynasty: Li Bai
In the music tonight, who will not miss home when they hear the "broken willow" in their hometown?
They said that the geese flying south came back this month. Birds don't enter, but I don't travel far to Lingnan. I don't know when, when can I return home? The wall of an inn in the north of Dayu Mountain in the Tang Dynasty is engraved with the words: Song Wenzhi.
In October of the lunar calendar, geese begin to fly south. It is said that they all turned back when they flew to Dayuling. Birds don't get in, but my trip is not over. I really don't know when and when I will be forgiven.
3. Poems about "Going Home"
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Ahead, home is ahead.
In front, there is a mother's persistent watch.
Ahead, is my father's generous chest.
Home is just ahead (imagination on the way home)
At the foot, the road is very confused.
In my heart, dark clouds are floating.
On the shoulders, heavy responsibilities have been strengthened.
Love is really hesitant (the pressure of parents' high expectations)
In spring, you put on light clothes for me.
In summer, you keep out the sun for me.
In autumn, you sow hope for me.
In winter, you weave dreams for me (parents work hard)
Me? What should I do?
Is to hide in a dream
Or embrace melancholy?
Or spray blood (ambivalence)
On the horizon, the sunset hangs.
In the tree, tired birds are sleeping.
Lying on the ground, walking in confusion.
Think of my parents as soon as possible (eager to go home)
It's a long way home.
Horizon? In the tree?
On the ground? Atrium?
Where is this emotion hidden? (Unknown secrets, growing pains)
4. Poems about going home
Clouds come out of holes unintentionally, and birds don't know when to fly.
If you come back, the countryside will be destroyed, Hu Bugui? Since the heart is the form of service, I am melancholy and sad alone! People who can catch up without admonishing the past; Not far from being lost, I feel that today is not yesterday. The ship is far away and the wind is blowing. Asking for directions, ex-husband, hate dawn.
It looks forward to Yu Heng and runs with joy. Servants are welcome and children are waiting for the door. The three paths are barren, and the pine chrysanthemum still exists. Bring children into the room, there will be wine bottles. Lead the pot to think for yourself and make the court happy. Leaning against the south window to send lofty sentiments, judge your knees to be comfortable. Garden Day includes fun, although the door is fixed and often closed. Help the old man to rest, and correct his head if he goes far. Clouds come out of holes unintentionally, and birds don't know when to fly. The scenery is eager to enter, and it is lonely and broken.
Come back, please rest assured that you will never travel again. The world is against me, what can I ask for? Please love words from relatives, play music and read books to eliminate worries. The farmer told Yu Yichun that he wanted to do something with Xichou. Or a towel cart, or a boat This is not only a gentle and elegant road to find ravines, but also a rugged road through hills. Wood is thriving and spring is blooming. When everything is fine, I feel that my journey of life is over.
I don't hold grudges anymore! How long will you live in the apartment? What does Hu Wei want? Wealth is not my wish, and the emperor's hometown cannot be expected. When you are pregnant, you can go alone or plant a stick. Deng and He Lin wrote poems together. Chatting until the end, Loew's fate is ridiculous!
5. Wandering Poems
1. As a stranger alone in a foreign land, I miss my family more during the holidays. -Wang Wei's "Thinking of My Shandong Brothers on Vacation in the Mountain"
The spring breeze in Jiang Nanan is green. When will the bright moon shine on me? -"Dengguazhou"
The foot of my bed is shining with such bright light. Is it frosty already? Looking up, I found that it was moonlight and sank back. I suddenly remembered my hometown Li Bai's Thoughts on a Quiet Night.
You people from my old country, tell me what happened there! It's Mei. When you passed my window, was Han Mei in full bloom? -Wang Wei's Miscellaneous Poems
5, mountain riding, water riding, walking towards Guan Yu, lights at night.
With the change of wind and snow, it failed to break the dream of hometown, so there is no such voice in hometown.
6. Dead vines and old trees faint crows, small bridges and flowing water, and thin horses on the west wind and old roads. When the sun sets, heartbroken people are at the end of the world. -"Tianjingsha * Qiu Si" Ma Zhiyuan
7. Seeing the autumn wind in Luoyang, I want to write a meaningful book. There is no fear in haste, and pedestrians will open again. Zhang Ji of Qiu Si
8. The thread in the hand of a proud mother sewed clothes carefully for her wayward son. She repaired them thoroughly. She was worried that it would delay his coming home, but how much love did an inch of grass win?
0 1. Oh, ask this river flowing eastward, whether it can go further than the love of friends! ? -Li Bai
02. I advise you to have a glass of wine. There is no reason for the West not to go out. -Wang Wei
03. Where to sail at sunset, the horizon will cut people's intestines. -Meng Haoran
04. Sailing alone in the blue sky, only the Yangtze River flows in the sky. -Li Bai
Know yourself in the sea, and heaven is still our neighbor. -Wang Bo
Looking up, I found it was moonlight, sinking again, and I suddenly remembered home. -Li Bai
07. I hope people will live for a long time and have a good scenery thousands of miles away. -Su Shi
08. Being a stranger alone in a foreign land, I miss my relatives twice every holiday. -Wang Wei
09. If you want to become hundreds of billions, go to the top and see your hometown. -Liu Zongyuan
10. Jun asked that the return date was undecided, and the rain rose in the autumn pool in the evening. -Li Shangyin
1 1. Spring breeze and green Jiang Nanan, when will the bright moon shine on me? -Wang Anshi
12. I don't know where to brag, but I want to look forward to my hometown overnight. -Yi Lee
13. I will think of you in the clouds, so think of me in the sunset. -Li Bai
14. You left without reason. -Xu Shu
15. We know that the human heart is not like a tree, so why not like a flower? -Xiao Zixian
16. I met her a long time ago, but since we separated, the time has become longer, and the east wind has started and a hundred flowers are blooming. -Li Shangyin
17. It's embarrassing to know when Acacia will meet. -Li Bai
18. Endlessness is sorrow, and the world is full of thoughts. -Yan Shu
19. I don't know how far you are, but it's bleak and boring! —— Ouyang Xiu
20. It rained in the middle of the night on the plane leaves, and the sound of the leaves was parting. Zhou Zizhi
2 1. Sad little shadow, farewell. Sound insulation from now on. -Wei Zhuang
22. Affectionate feelings have been hurt since ancient times, which is more comparable to the Cold and Autumn Festival. -Liu Yong
23. After the New Year, it should be a good time to exist in name only. -Liu Yong
24. Sadness leads to chaos and is even more strange. Zhang Xian
25. Sorrow fades away and the distance is like spring water. —— Ouyang Xiu
26. After going back to Julia, people's words gradually became unknown, empty and sad. -Zhou Bangyan
I am afraid to leave my arms, but I don't want to say anything. -Li Qingzhao
28. Looking at the place, there has been a new sadness since then. -Li Qingzhao
29. Tears suddenly fell on my soul clothes, which made me feel sorry for myself. -Cheng Gai
30. where to synthesize sorrow, autumn will keep people's hearts. Wu Wenying
3 1. The rain tonight will definitely turn into acacia. -Liu Ji
32. People are speechless, and the drizzle covers the door. -Yang Shen
33. Everything is that people don't rest, and tears flow first when they want to talk. -Li Qingzhao
34. When is the infinite time to leave sadness and not hate it? -Liu Yong
35. The bright moon building rests alone, and the wine turns into acacia tears. —— Fan Zhongyan
Tired of tourists from the ends of the earth, you can go back to your home in the mountains, but you can't look at your hometown. -Su Shi
37. The spring scenery in the two places is the same day, which reminds people of guests and home. -Bai Juyi
38. Tonight, the moon is full of hope. I wonder who will fall in Qiu Si? -Wang Jian
39. Who can't miss his hometown when he hears that the willow leaves are broken in this nocturne? -Li Bai
40. The moon is already at sea and over the horizon. -Zhang Jiuling
6. Poems describing wandering abroad and wanting to go home
There are many ancient poems about wandering outside, and the common ones are:
1. I am wandering today, waiting for the swan goose, and the north and south are impermanent-Su Shi's "Two Rhyme Monks and Gods". Interpretation: I am now wandering like a wild goose, and there is no fixed place in Jiangnan and Jiangbei;
2. The northeast is lonely in the dust, and the southwest between heaven and earth is wandering-Du Fu's One of the Five Poems about Love. Interpretation: Guanzhong people were displaced and fled to the southwest to escape the war;
3. Looking up, I found that it was moonlight and sank again, and I suddenly remembered my home-Li Bai's Thoughts on a Quiet Night. Interpretation: I couldn't help looking up at the bright moon in the sky outside the window that day, and I couldn't help but bow my head and think of my distant hometown;
4. Being a stranger alone in a foreign land, I miss my relatives twice every festive season-on Wang Wei's "Living in a Mountain Holiday and Thinking of Shandong Brothers". Interpretation: It is inevitable that a person will always be a bit bleak when he is outside. Every time I go to the Double Ninth Festival, I miss my distant relatives.
5. Life is long and meaningless, nostalgia and homesickness-Li Shangyin is untitled. Interpretation: How can you not care about anything when you are alive? One is homesickness and the other is homesickness, which are enough to make people old;
6. It's easy to get hurt from a distance, and the situation has been declining year after year-Dugu and Watching the Show with Huangfu Shiyu in Spring. Interpretation: Far away from home, anxious to return is even worse, with gray temples.
In addition, the ancient poems that can express homesickness are as follows:
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Wandering abroad and wanting to go home means missing home, hometown and family.
Ancient poetry is often expressed by observing things and thinking about people. Nostalgia poems mainly describe the wandering and lonely mood of wanderers living in different places and their yearning for their relatives in their hometown. For example, Meng Haoran's Sleeping in Jiande, Wen's Early Journey to the Good, Wang Wei's Brothers Silu on Mountain Holiday, and Shi Zhen's On the River, etc.
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7. Poems about returning home
1. I can finally send my messenger, Goose, to return to Luoyang. (Wang Wan: Next Stop on the North Fort Mountain) You people from my old country, tell me what happened there! When you pass my window, plum blossom, is it Han Mei with flowers? (Wang Wei: Miscellaneous Poems) 2. Young people leave home, old people return, and the local accent has not changed. When children meet strangers, they will smile and ask where the guests are from. (He Zhangzhi: "Back to Hometown") 3. Duan, winter passed and spring came again. When I came to my village and met people, I dared not ask a question. (Song Wenzhi: Crossing the Han River) 4. Under the blue mountain, we wound our way, and my boat and I walked along the green water until the river bank widened and the wind was hanging at low tide. Things have changed day and night, the old days of Jiang Chunren. Where the hometown book can reach, the geese return to Luoyang. (Wang Wan: "Under the Mountain in the North" is full of thoughts. Xue Daoheng: "People are homesick every day". The foot of my bed is shining with such bright light. Is it frosty already? Looking up, I found it was moonlight, sinking again, and I suddenly remembered home. (Li Bai: "Silent Night Thinking") 7. Whose flute fluttered in the dark and scattered to the spring breeze in Los Angeles. Who can't stand homesickness in this nocturne? (Li Bai: Listening to the Flute in Los Angeles on a Spring Night) 8. Guest.
8. Poems describing the feelings of returning home
The ancients were afraid of being close to home. When they talked about going home, they thought of some sad poems, such as How to Return to the Native, I went to Liu Yiyi in the Book of Songs, It rained today, Crossing the Hanshui River in the Song Dynasty when I was near my village, and I was afraid to ask people, and Returning to the Eighty in Han Yuefu. Since the heart is the form of service, isn't it sad? If you realize that the past is not persuaded, you will know that those who come can be pursued. It's not far from being lost, but you feel today is not yesterday. The boat blows gently, and the wind is fluttering. You hate the dawn when you ask the recruiter the way ahead. You look forward to the future and run with joy. Your servant welcomes you, and your little son is waiting at the door. The three paths are barren, and the pine chrysanthemum still exists. You can bring your children into the room. Seen from a distance. Clouds come out of the hole unintentionally, and birds are tired of flying. The scenery goes in, caresses loneliness and lingers. Please have a rest and give it to me when you come back. The world is the opposite of me (legacy). What can I ask for after driving? Sweet words to please relatives, playing music and writing books can eliminate worries. The farmer told Yu Yichun and he wanted to have something to do in the western regions, either booking a towel cart or wandering alone. He is not only looking for a ravine, but also walking through the rugged mountain road. Trees are lush and springs begin to flow. When everything was fine, he felt that my life journey was over.