1. What are the poems that describe family love?
1. The thread in the hands of a loving mother,
The clothes on the wanderer's body.
Before leaving, there is a tight gap.
I am afraid that I will return later.
Whoever says nothing about grass will be rewarded with three rays of spring.
(Meng Jiao: "Wandering Son's Song")
2. Boil the beans to burn the pods,
The beans weep in the cauldron.
They are born from the same roots,
Why are they so anxious to fight each other?
(Cao Zhi: "Seven Steps of Poetry")
3. ("Mulan Ci")
When the mother-in-law heard that her daughter was coming, she went out to support the general;
When the elder sister hears that her sister is coming, she takes care of the red makeup;
When the younger brother hears that his sister is coming, he sharpens his knife to the pigs and sheep.
4. (Du Fu's "Spring Hope")
The country is broken by mountains and rivers, and the city is full of spring vegetation.
I shed tears when I am grateful for the flowers, and I am frightened when I hate others.
The war rages on for three months, and a letter from home is worth ten thousand gold.
The white-headed scratches are shorter, and the lust is overwhelming.
5. (Du Fu's "Remembering My Brother on a Moonlit Night")
The garrison drum breaks the line of people, and there is a sound of wild geese in the autumn.
The dew is white tonight, and the moon is bright in my hometown.
My brothers are all scattered, and I have no family to ask about life and death.
The letter sent was not delivered, and the army was not suspended.
6. (Zhang Ji's "Autumn Thoughts")
The autumn wind is blowing in the city of Luoyang, and the writer is full of ideas.
I can’t finish my story in a hurry, and the traveler has to go to Kaifeng before departure
7. (Wang Wei’s "Remembering Shandong Brothers on September 9th")
Alone We are strangers in a foreign land, and we miss our loved ones even more during festive seasons.
I know from afar that when my brothers climb to a high place, there is one less person planting dogwood trees everywhere.
8. (Zi Juyi's "Handan Winter Solstice Homesickness")
During the winter solstice in Handan Posthouse, shadows in front of lamps hugging one's knees accompany me.
If you want to sit at home late at night, you should also talk about people traveling far away.
9. (Du Mu's "Return to the Tomb")
The childish child held his clothes and asked why it was too late to return.
***Who fights for time; wins the silk on the sideburns?
Reminiscing about Shandong brothers on September 9th
Wang Wei
Being a stranger in a foreign land,
Thinking of family members even more during the festive season .
I know from afar that my brothers have climbed to a high place.
There is one less person planting dogwood trees everywhere. 2. What are some poems that describe family love?
Family love in poems 1. The thread in the hands of a loving mother, the clothes on the body of a wanderer.
Before leaving, I am afraid of returning late. Whoever speaks of an inch of grass will be rewarded with three rays of spring light.
(Meng Jiao: "Wandering Son's Song") 2. Boiling beans burns the bean sprouts, and the beans weep in the cauldron. They are born from the same root, so there is no need to rush into mutual conflict.
(Cao Zhi: "Seven Steps Poetry") 3. When the mother-in-law heard that the daughter was coming, she went out to help the general; when the elder sister heard that the younger sister was coming, she took care of the red makeup; when the younger brother heard that the younger sister was coming, he sharpened his knife and went to work. Pigs and sheep. ("Mulan Ci") 4. The country is broken by mountains and rivers, and the city is full of spring vegetation.
I shed tears when I am grateful for the flowers, and I am frightened when I hate others. The war rages on for three months, and a letter from home is worth ten thousand gold.
The white-headed scratches are shorter, and the lust is overwhelming. (Du Fu: "Spring Hope") 5. The garrison drum interrupts the pedestrian movement, and there is a sound of wild geese in the autumn.
The dew is white tonight, and the moon is bright in my hometown. All my brothers are scattered, and I have no family to ask about life and death.
The letter sent was not delivered, and the troops were not suspended. (Du Fu: "Remembering My Brother on a Moonlit Night") 6. Seeing the autumn wind in Luoyang City, I want to write a book full of ideas.
I’m afraid that I can’t say it all in a hurry, and the pedestrians are about to open it again. (Zhang Ji: "Autumn Thoughts") 7. Being a stranger in a foreign land, I miss my family even more during the festive season.
I know from afar that when my brothers climb to a high place, there is one less person planting dogwood trees everywhere. (Wang Wei: "Reminiscences of Shandong Brothers on September 9th") 8. On the winter solstice in Handan Posthouse, shadows in front of lanterns hugging one's knees accompany me.
If you want to sit at home late at night, you should also talk about people traveling far away. (Bai Juyi: "Handan Winter Solstice Homesickness") 9. The childish child held up his clothes and asked: Why is it too late to return? ***Who fights for time and wins the hair on the sideburns? (Du Mu: "Going Home") Nostalgia in Poems 1. When you come from your hometown, you should know about it.
Will the winter plum blossoms bloom in front of the beautiful window tomorrow? (Wang Wei: "Miscellaneous Poems") 2. When the young man left home and his elder brother came back, his local pronunciation remained unchanged and his hair on his temples faded. When children see each other but don't recognize each other, they laugh and ask where the guest comes from. (He Zhizhang: "Returning to Hometown Occasionally") 3. The voice book outside the mountains ends, and the winter returns to spring.
I am even more timid when I am close to my hometown and dare not ask anyone. (Song Zhiwen: "Crossing the Han River") 4. Traveling outside the green mountains, boating in front of the green water.
The tide is flat, the banks are wide, the wind is blowing and the sail is hanging. Hai Ri is born and the night is over, Jiang Chun people are in the old year.
Where can I find the hometown book? Return to Yanluoyang. (Wang Wan: "Under the Cibeigu Mountain") 5. It has only been seven days since spring, and it has been two years since I left home.
When people return home after the wild geese, their thoughts are in front of the flowers.
(Xue Daoheng: "People miss home every day") 6. There is a bright moonlight in front of the bed, which is suspected to be frost on the ground.
Look up at the bright moon and lower your head to think about your hometown. (Li Bai: "Quiet Night Thoughts") 7. The sound of someone's jade flute spreads into the spring breeze and fills Luo City.
Hearing the broken willows in this nocturne, no one can forget the love of his hometown. (Li Bai: "Hearing the Flute in Luocheng on a Spring Night") 8. It has been ten years since the guest house was in the same state, and I remember Xianyang day and night when I return home.
I crossed the Sanggan River for no reason, but I thought Bingzhou was my hometown. (Liu Zao: "Lvci Shuofang") 9. The garrison drum interrupts the pedestrian movement, and there is a sound of wild geese in the autumn.
The dew is white tonight, and the moon is bright in my hometown. All my brothers are scattered, and I have no family to ask about life and death.
The letter sent was not delivered, and the troops were not suspended. (Du Fu: "Remembering My Brother on a Moonlit Night")
Reference materials: zhidao.baidu.com/question/39512620.html?si=1. 3. What are some poems describing family affection in ancient times?
1. "Remembering My Brother on a Moonlit Night"
Du Fu
Guarding drums cuts off people's movement,
There is a sound of wild geese in autumn.
The dew is white tonight,
The moon is bright in my hometown.
All my brothers are scattered,
I have no family to ask about life and death.
The letter sent was not delivered,
The situation is that the army has not stopped.
2. "Autumn Thoughts"
Zhang Ji
Seeing the autumn wind in Luoyang City,
I want to write a book with great meaning.
I am afraid that I can’t say enough in a hurry,
Pedestrians are about to leave and open the seal again.
3. "Poetry in Seven Steps"
Cao Zhi
Boiling beans burns the bean sprouts, and the beans weep in the cauldron.
They are born from the same roots, so there is no need to rush into conflict.
4. "Remembering Shandong Brothers on September 9th"
Wang Wei
Being a stranger in a foreign land,
Every time I miss my loved ones even more during the festive season.
I know from afar that my brothers have climbed to a high place.
There is one less person planting dogwood trees everywhere.
5. "Miscellaneous Poems"
Wang Wei
You come from your hometown, so you should know about it.
Will the winter plum blossoms bloom in front of the beautiful window tomorrow?
6. "At the foot of Cibeigu Mountain"
Wangwan
Passengers pass by the green mountains and go boating in front of the green water.
The tide is flat, the banks are wide, the wind is blowing and the sail is hanging.
Hai Ri is born and the night is over, and Jiang Chun people are in the old year.
Where can I find the hometown book? Return to Yanluoyang.
7. "Hearing the Flute in Luo City on a Spring Night"
Li Bai
The sound of someone's jade flute flies darkly and spreads into the spring breeze throughout Luo City.
Hearing the broken willows in this nocturne, no one can forget the love of his hometown. 4. What are some poems that describe family love?
Family love in poems 1. The thread in the hands of a loving mother, the clothes on the body of a wanderer.
Before leaving, I am afraid of returning late. Whoever speaks of an inch of grass will be rewarded with three rays of spring light.
(Meng Jiao: "Wandering Son's Song") 2. Boiling beans burns the bean sprouts, and the beans weep in the cauldron. They are born from the same root, so there is no need to rush into mutual conflict.
(Cao Zhi: "Seven Steps Poetry") 3. When the mother-in-law heard that the daughter was coming, she went out to help the general; when the elder sister heard that the younger sister was coming, she took care of the red makeup; when the younger brother heard that the younger sister was coming, he sharpened his knife and went to work. Pigs and sheep. ("Mulan Ci") 4. The country is broken by mountains and rivers, and the city is full of spring vegetation.
I shed tears when I am grateful for the flowers, and I am frightened when I hate others. The war rages on for three months, and a letter from home is worth ten thousand gold.
The white-headed scratches are shorter, and the lust is overwhelming. (Du Fu: "Spring Hope") 5. The garrison drum interrupts the pedestrian movement, and there is a sound of wild geese in the autumn.
The dew is white tonight, and the moon is bright in my hometown. All my brothers are scattered, and I have no family to ask about life and death.
The letter sent was not delivered, and the troops were not suspended. (Du Fu: "Remembering My Brother on a Moonlit Night") 6. Seeing the autumn wind in Luoyang City, I want to write a book full of ideas.
I’m afraid that I can’t say it all in a hurry, and the pedestrians are about to open it again. (Zhang Ji: "Autumn Thoughts") 7. Being a stranger in a foreign land, I miss my family even more during the festive season.
I know from afar that when my brothers climb to a high place, there is one less person planting dogwood trees everywhere. (Wang Wei: "Reminiscences of Shandong Brothers on September 9th") 8. On the winter solstice in Handan Posthouse, shadows in front of lanterns hugging one's knees accompany me.
If you want to sit at home late at night, you should also talk about people traveling far away. (Bai Juyi: "Handan Winter Solstice Homesickness") 9. The childish child held up his clothes and asked: Why is it too late to return? ***Who fights for time and wins the hair on the sideburns? (Du Mu: "Going Home") Nostalgia in Poems 1. When you come from your hometown, you should know about it.
Will the winter plum blossoms bloom in front of the beautiful window tomorrow? (Wang Wei: "Miscellaneous Poems") 2. When the young man left home and his elder brother came back, his local pronunciation remained unchanged and his hair on his temples faded. When children see each other but don't recognize each other, they laugh and ask where the guest comes from. (He Zhizhang: "Returning to Hometown Occasionally") 3. The voice book outside the mountains ends, and the winter returns to spring.
I am even more timid when I am close to my hometown and dare not ask anyone. (Song Zhiwen: "Crossing the Han River") 4. Traveling outside the green mountains, boating in front of the green water.
The tide is flat, the banks are wide, the wind is blowing and the sail is hanging. Hai Ri is born and the night is over, Jiang Chun people are in the old year.
Where can I find the hometown book? Return to Yanluoyang. (Wang Wan: "Under the Cibeigu Mountain") 5. It has only been seven days since spring, and it has been two years since I left home.
When people return home after the wild geese, their thoughts are in front of the flowers. (Xue Daoheng: "People miss home every day") 6. There is a bright moonlight in front of the bed, which is suspected to be frost on the ground.
Look up at the bright moon and lower your head to think about your hometown. (Li Bai: "Quiet Night Thoughts") 7. The sound of someone's jade flute spreads into the spring breeze and fills Luo City.
Hearing the broken willows in this nocturne, no one can forget the love of his hometown. (Li Bai: "Hearing the Flute in Luocheng on a Spring Night") 8. It has been ten years since the guest house was in the same state, and I remember Xianyang day and night when I return home.
I crossed the Sanggan River for no reason, but I thought Bingzhou was my hometown. (Liu Zao: "Lvci Shuofang") 9. The garrison drum interrupts the pedestrian movement, and there is a sound of wild geese in the autumn.
The dew is white tonight, and the moon is bright in my hometown. All my brothers are scattered, and I have no family to ask about life and death.
The letter sent was not delivered, and the troops were not suspended. (Du Fu: "Remembering My Brother on a Moonlit Night"). 5. Verses describing true love
Holding hands and looking at each other with tears in their eyes, they were speechless and choked. They come in a hurry and go in a hurry. The short dream has no basis in spring and is empty, and it is difficult to follow the horse's trail; there are many mountains and many rivers, Flying catkins flow from west to east, where do the music and books connect? One place is longing for lovesickness, two places are idle and sad. Red beans are born in the southern country, and this thing is the most lovesickness. There is nothing in the south of the Yangtze River, so talk about sending a spring branch. On the willow branches in the moon, people meet after dusk . Continuous cutting, still chaotic, is the sorrow of divorce. Don't have the ordinary feeling in my heart. Outside the setting sun, jackdaws are counting, and the water is flowing around the isolated village. At this moment, the ecstasy is secretly untied, and the Luo belt is lightly divided; I win the fortune of a brothel. Mingcun. When will we see you here? The sky above the sleeves is stained with cry marks. The injured place can be seen from the high city, and the lights have already dimmed. It is a pity that the passing of time brings sorrow and wind and rain, especially for trees! Who is Qian, in exchange for the red scarf and green sleeves, the heroic tears! The dragon and phoenix disappeared in the smoke of the treasure seal, and the painted clouds locked Xiaoxiang. The cold night was slightly transparent and the thin clothes made me think infinitely! You are silent and I am silent too. There is a nameless river flowing silently between us. You don’t say it and I don’t say it either. Let the white clouds of longing float by quietly. Let’s go. In front of us, there is a small bridge on the river. In fact, there are many true feelings. It depends on what kind of true love you want. For the time being, I can only think of so many of them, and there are more ones about lovesickness. You can choose for yourself. The last poem seems to be by Wang Guowei. 6. Please write down a set of verses that express "family love" in ancient poetry
A good line that describes "family love and friendship"
Father-son love: The child is determined to go out of his hometown, but he cannot become famous in his studies. I swear not to pay it back. ——Mao Zedong's "Presenting to Father"
Father-daughter love: I am willing to saddle the horse for the city and fight for my father from now on. ——Northern Dynasties folk song "Mulan Ci"
Mother-child love: the thread in the hands of a loving mother, the clothes on the wanderer's body. ——(Tang Dynasty) Meng Jiao's "Wandering Son's Song"
Husband and wife love: When drunk, Wu Yin is very charming, but whose wife is gray-haired? ——(Song Dynasty) Xin Qiji's "Qing Ping Le·Village Residence"
Love between husband and wife: Why should the mother-in-law cut the candles from the west window, but it rained all night in Bashan. ——(Tang Dynasty) Li Shangyin's "The Night Rain Sends to the North"
Brotherhood: They are born from the same roots, so why be too hasty in fighting each other? ——Cao Zhi's "Seven-Step Poetry" of the Three Kingdoms (Wei Dynasty)
Brotherhood: I know from afar that my brothers are climbing high, and there is one less person planted with dogwood trees. ——(Tang Dynasty) Wang Wei's "Reminiscences of Shandong Brothers on September 9th"
Sister-brother love: When the younger brother hears his older sister coming, he sharpens his knife to the pigs and sheep. ——Northern Dynasties folk song "Mulan Ci"
Teacher-student relationship: Once a teacher, always a father. ——Proverb
Friendship: There are close friends in the sea, and there are neighbors in the world. ——(Tang Dynasty) Wang Wei's "Sending Du Shaofu to Shuchuan"
Invitation from friends: The thoughts of wandering in the clouds, the feelings of old friends in the setting sun. ——(Tang Dynasty) Li Bai "Send a Friend"
I am very tired of typing, I hope you will adopt it. 7. Poems describing family love
Family love
Wandering Son's Song
Meng Jiao
The thread in the hands of the loving mother, the clothes on the wandering boy's body.
Before leaving, I am afraid of returning late.
No one can tell the truth. Reward three spring rays.
Spring Hope
Du Fu
The country is broken by mountains and rivers, and the city is full of spring vegetation.
I shed tears when I am grateful for the flowers, and I am frightened when I hate others.
The war rages on for three months, and a letter from home is worth ten thousand gold.
The white-headed scratches are shorter, and the lust is overwhelming.
Reminiscing about Shandong brothers on September 9th
Wang Wei
Being a stranger in a foreign land,
Thinking of family members even more during the festive season .
I know from afar that my brothers have climbed to a high place.
There is one less person planting dogwood trees everywhere.
Seven-Step Poetry
Cao Zhi
Boil the beans to burn the pods,
The beans weep in the cauldron.
They are born from the same roots,
Why are they so anxious to fight each other?
Reminiscing about my brother-in-law on a moonlit night
Du Fu
The garrison of drums cuts off the line of people,
There is a sound of wild geese in the autumn.
The dew is white tonight,
The moon is bright in my hometown.
All my brothers are scattered,
I have no family to ask about life and death.
The letter sent was not delivered,
The situation was that the troops did not stop.
Autumn Thoughts
Zhang Ji
Seeing the autumn wind in Luoyang City,
The desire to write is full of meaning.
I am afraid that I can’t say enough in a hurry,
Pedestrians are about to leave and open the seal again. 8. Poems describing family love
Look at me writing so much, give me some points!
A loving mother loves her children not just for retribution. 〖Han〗Liu An
A fetus in ten months is generous in kindness, but repayment in three lifetimes is light. "Song of Encouragement to Filial Piety"
A three-inch-foot-long baby needs ten and eight years of work. "Song of Encouraging Filial Piety"
The mother calls the child to lie down when he is dry, while the mother sleeps when the child is wet. "Song of Encouraging Filial Piety"
The mother is suffering and the child is not seen, the child is tired and the mother is uneasy. "Song of Encouragement to Filial Piety"
My mother is one hundred years old and she often prays to her eighty-year-old son. "Song of Encouraging Filial Piety"
The prodigal son does not feel the cold when the loving mother is in front of you. "Song of Encouraging Filial Piety"
A thousand loves, a thousand kindnesses, a hundred hardships, who knows my parents who love me? "Children's Talk"
The white-headed old mother covered the door and cried, and rolled up the sleeves of her shirt and left them in place. 〖Tang〗Han Yu
When the mother's instrument hangs down, it shines brightly on the tube, and in Wusu, the light shines silently on the night stand. "Collection of Proverbs"
The thread is in the hands of a loving mother, and the clothes are on the body of a wanderer. Before leaving, I was afraid of returning late. Whoever speaks of an inch of grass will be rewarded with three rays of spring light. 〖Tang〗 Meng Jiao
Meng’s mother used to choose a neighbor. If you don't learn, you will lose your chance. "Three Character Classic"
Mother is the first parent in the world; maternal love is the first love in the world. Ziyan
The only love in the world that has not been contaminated - that is maternal love. Zi Yan
When you are successful, everyone is a friend. But only the mother - she is the companion in failure. Zheng Zhenduo
I feel sorry for my parents, who worked so hard to give birth to me. "The Book of Songs"
Who can be a parent without a father, and who can rely on a mother without a mother? "The Book of Songs"
The virtue of the father is the inheritance of the son. The word Yan
Parents are of high moral character; their children are well-educated. "Couplet of Proverbs"
Don't be happy if you have children, but don't lament if you don't have children. 〖Tang〗Han Yu
People think that boys and girls are good, but they don’t know that boys and girls make people grow old. 〖Tang〗Wang Jian
Parents are the best in the world; brothers are the rarest people in the world. "Motto Lian Bi"
As a parent, the best thing in the world is; as a child, the best thing in the world is filial piety. "Proverbs Lian Bi"
My father gave birth to me, my mother bowed to me, caressed me, livestock me, grew me, nurtured me,
Take care of me and revive me. "The Book of Songs"
If the father is unkind, the son will be unfilial; if the brother is not friendly, the younger brother will be disrespectful; if the husband is unjust,
the wife will be disobedient. 〖Southern and Northern Dynasties〗Yan Zhitui
In life, there are no wise fathers and brothers, no strict teachers and friends outside, and few people can succeed. 〖Song Dynasty〗Lv Gong
What my parents want to do, I will continue to describe; what my parents value, I will love them. "Proverbs Lian Bi"
Relatives and friends in Luoyang are like asking each other, a heart of ice is in a jade pot.
The war has lasted for three months, and a letter from home is worth ten thousand gold.
1. The thread in the hands of a loving mother,
The clothes on the body of a wanderer.
Before leaving, there is a tight gap.
I am afraid that I will return later.
Whoever says nothing about grass will be rewarded with three rays of spring.
(Meng Jiao: "Wandering Son's Song")
2. Boil the beans to burn the pods,
The beans weep in the cauldron.
They are born from the same roots,
Why are they so anxious to fight each other?
(Cao Zhi: "Seven-Step Poetry")
3. When the mother-in-law heard that her daughter was coming,
she went out to help the general;
When the elder sister heard that her sister was coming, she
took care of the red makeup;
When the younger brother heard that her sister was coming,
he was sharpening his knife against the pigs and sheep.
("Mulan Ci")
4. The country is broken by mountains and rivers,
The city is covered with deep vegetation in spring.
I shed tears when I am grateful for the flowers,
I hate the other birds and are frightened.
The war rages on for three months,
A letter from home is worth ten thousand gold.
The white-headed scratches are shorter,
The lust is overwhelming.
(Du Fu: "Spring Hope")
5. The garrison of drums interrupts the pedestrian movement,
There is a sound of wild geese in the autumn.
The dew is white tonight,
The moon is bright in my hometown.
All my brothers are scattered,
I have no family to ask about life and death.
The letter sent was not delivered,
The situation was that the troops did not stop.
(Du Fu: "Remembering My Brother on a Moonlit Night")
6. Seeing the autumn wind in Luoyang City,
The desire to write is full of meaning.
I am afraid that I can’t say enough in a hurry,
Pedestrians are about to leave and open the seal again.
(Zhang Ji: "Autumn Thoughts")
7. Being a stranger in a foreign land,
I miss my family even more during the festive season.
I know from afar that my brothers have climbed to a high place.
There is one less person planting dogwood trees everywhere.
(Wang Wei: "Reminiscing about Shandong Brothers on September 9th")
8. On the winter solstice in Handan Posthouse,
Shadows in front of knee-hugging lanterns accompany you .
I want to sit at home late at night,
I should also talk about people traveling far away.
(Bai Juyi: "Handan Winter Solstice Homesickness")
9. The childish child asked:
Why is it too late to return?
***Who fights for time,
Wins the silk on the sideburns?
(Du Mu: "Going Home")
Reference: Baidu Knows 9. Ancient poems describing family love
Wandering Son's Song
Meng Suburb
The thread in the hands of a loving mother, the clothes on the body of a wanderer.
Before leaving, I am afraid of returning late.
Whoever speaks an inch of grass will be rewarded with three rays of spring.
Poetry Appreciation
Meng Jiao, a poet in the Tang Dynasty, lived in poverty all his life. He did not become a Jinshi until he was 50 years old, and became a lowly official in Liyang County. The poet was frustrated in his official career and experienced the harshness of the world. At this time, he realized the value of family affection more and more, so he wrote this heartfelt and deeply touching poem in praise of his mother. The deep affection of a loving mother is shown in the trivial details of life. She was worried that her son would never come home, so she sewed love and care on the clothes of the wandering child with needle and thread. 10. What are the poems that describe family love?
1. The thread in the hands of a loving mother, the clothes on the body of a wanderer.
Before leaving, I am afraid of returning late. Whoever speaks of an inch of grass will be rewarded with three rays of spring light.
(Meng Jiao: "Wandering Son's Song") 2. Boiling beans burns the bean sprouts, and the beans weep in the cauldron. They are born from the same root, so there is no need to rush into mutual conflict.
(Cao Zhi: "Seven Steps Poetry") 3. When the mother-in-law heard that the daughter was coming, she went out to help the general; when the elder sister heard that the younger sister was coming, she took care of the red makeup; when the younger brother heard that the younger sister was coming, he sharpened his knife and went to work. Pigs and sheep. ("Mulan Ci") 4. The country is broken by mountains and rivers, and the city is full of spring vegetation.
I shed tears when I am grateful for the flowers, and I am frightened when I hate others. The war rages on for three months, and a letter from home is worth ten thousand gold.
The white-headed scratches are shorter, and the lust is overwhelming. (Du Fu: "Spring Hope") 5. The garrison drum interrupts the pedestrian movement, and there is a sound of wild geese in the autumn.
The dew is white tonight, and the moon is bright in my hometown. All my brothers are scattered, and I have no family to ask about life and death.
The letter sent was not delivered, and the troops were not suspended. (Du Fu: "Remembering My Brother on a Moonlit Night") 6. Seeing the autumn wind in Luoyang City, I want to write a book full of ideas.
I’m afraid that I can’t say it all in a hurry, and the pedestrians are about to open it again. (Zhang Ji: "Autumn Thoughts") 7. Being a stranger in a foreign land, I miss my family even more during the festive season.
I know from afar that when my brothers climb to a high place, there is one less person planting dogwood trees everywhere. (Wang Wei: "Reminiscences of Shandong Brothers on September 9th") 8. On the winter solstice in Handan Posthouse, shadows in front of lanterns hugging one's knees accompany me.
If you want to sit at home late at night, you should also talk about people traveling far away. (Bai Juyi: "Handan Winter Solstice Homesickness") 9. The childish child held up his clothes and asked: Why is it too late to return? ***Who fights for time and wins the hair on the sideburns? (Du Mu: "Going Home").