Year: Tang Dynasty
Author: Wang Wei
You have just come from our hometown, and we must understand the world.
Did the plum blossom when you came to the engraved window of my house?
Vacation in the mountains reminds me of my brothers in Shandong.
Year: Tang Dynasty
Author: Wang Wei
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.
Send someone to visit Wu.
Year: Tang Dynasty
Author: Du Xunhe
When you go to Suzhou, you will see that all the houses there are built by the river.
Ancient palaces had little idle land and many small bridges in water lanes.
The night market is full of water chestnuts, and the boats in the river are full of exquisite silk.
Recalling you far away, when the moon is not sleeping, hearing the songs on the river will touch your homesickness.
Boarding Guazhou
Year: Song Dynasty
Author: Wang Anshi
Jingkou and Guazhou are just separated by a water, and Zhongshan has only a few heavy green mountains.
The gentle spring breeze turns green again, but, moon in the sky, when can you take me home?
Autumn wind guide
Year: Tang Dynasty
Author: Liu Yuxi
Where is the autumn wind? Xiao Xiao sent the goose.
When the morning light enters the courtyard, lonely guests smell it first.
What spring looks like.
Year: Tang Dynasty
Author: Du Fu
Chang' an fell, the country was broken, and only the mountains and rivers remained; Spring has come, and the sparsely populated Chang' an city is densely forested.
Sad state, can not help but burst into tears, amazing birds, leaving sorrow and hate.
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.
Qiu Si.
Year: Tang Dynasty
Author: 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.
When the letter is written, I am worried that I have not finished what I want to say; When the messenger started, he opened the envelope and gave it to him.
Guiyan
Year: Tang Dynasty
Author: Qian Qi
Xiaoxiang, why wait for leisure? Water clears the moss on both sides.
Play jathyapple on 25 strings, but you can't get rid of resentment.
People miss home every day.
Time: Southern and Northern Dynasties
Author: Xue Daoheng
Spring is only seven days away,
I have been away from home for two years.
When people return to the geese,
Think before and after.
Except getting pregnant at night
Year: Tang Dynasty
Author: Cui Tu
The journey is in a dangerous place in the distance, on a rugged road, far from the road.
On all sides of the mountains, the snow reflected the cold night, sitting in the candlelight night, I am a stranger here.
Because the farther away from relatives, on the contrary, the closer to employees and servants.
However, how scared I am, drifting so far away, New Year's Day tomorrow morning! .
A literary genre that expresses the author's rich emotions in highly concise language, reflects social life and has a certain rhythm and rhythm.
Poetry is a lyrical literary genre. Mao's Preface to Poetry says: "Poets have their own aspirations. Have ambition in your heart and speak like a poem. " Yan Yu's Poems on Canglang in the Southern Song Dynasty said that "poets also chant temperament". There is only one art expressed in words: poetry.