Poems about unique ideas

1. A poem with unique thoughts is a song about wine. What is life geometry?

For example, morning dew is much more difficult to go to Japan.

The world is in turmoil, and my generation has entered the rivers and lakes, and the years are inspiring.

It's hard to get drunk talking and laughing.

Sword Ride, Ghost Rain, Bones, Shan Ye, Birds.

A tidal wave of people with dust is just sighing for a few people in the Jianghu.

If two kinds of feelings last for a long time, is it a matter of time?

Others laugh at me for being crazy, and I laugh at others for not being able to see through it.

Ask yourself how much sadness you can have, just like a river flowing eastward.

The wind is rustling, the water is cold, and the strong man is gone forever.

The spring tide is in Lian Haiping, and the bright moon is born on the sea.

Oh, let a man with spirit take risks where he wants to go, and never point his golden cup at the moon empty! .

Three glasses of wine in the world of mortals and a pot of tea in the Millennium.

Alcohol debt is common, and he is 70 years old.

Poems with unique and profound thoughts

It is difficult to find a hero like Sun Quan after the history of the country.

Dancing pavilions and singing platforms always blow away.

2. Poems about Missing Think about the moonlit night before Li Bai's bed in could there have been a frost already?.

Look up at the moon, bow your head and miss your hometown. I miss my brothers in Shandong on vacation in the mountains. Wang Wei is a stranger and misses his relatives every holiday.

When I think of my brothers' bodies climbing high, I will feel a little regret for not being able to reach me. Looking at the moon for fifteen nights, Wang Jian's atrium, crows inhabiting Bai Shu, and silent wet osmanthus in Coody Leng.

I don't know who Qiu Si will meet tonight. Qiu Si, a native of Luoyang, saw the autumn wind. He wanted to find a writer to write a book.

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. -Autumn wind attracts you.-Where did Liu Yuxi get the autumn wind? Xiao Xiao sent the goose.

When the morning light enters the courtyard, lonely guests smell it first. —— Sauvignon Blanc takes a trip to Nalanxingde Mountain, walks in the water, walks towards Guan Yu, and lights are everywhere at night.

When the wind changes and the snow changes, it is impossible to break the dream of hometown, and there is no such sound in the garden. Patio sand Qiu Si withered vines old trees faint, small bridges flowing people, ancient roads west wind thin horses.

When the sun sets, heartbroken people are at the end of the world. Xue Daoheng has only been in spring for seven days, and I have been away from home for two years.

The day of returning home is behind the bird's return to the earth, but the idea of returning home has existed before the spring flowers bloom. The rainy Tang Bai lived in Kashgar, where the mountains and rivers are deep.

In autumn, the sound of the beach is more urgent and the canyon is overcast. Looking at the clouds to cover your eyes, homesick for raindrops.

How will you comfort your loneliness? Thanks to this north window piano. Cold food is right in the middle of Tang Li's trip. Cold food, homesick tears towel.

The sound book is broken in the sky, and the peach and plum spring rain. Not in the mood to drink, but there is reason to sing.

How many people lost outside his suburbs and went out for an outing. On the banks of the river, Tang and Du Xunhe, holding horses, miss their hometown step by step.

Raise the whip and wave the willow color, and then lose the cicada sound. Long road of autumn crops, about the ancient city of Leng Yun.

The family is poor and rich, and there is no land to return to farming. Farewell to friends in the river, go south to the place where Zhang Qiao in the Tang Dynasty accumulated homesickness, and the world gathered in turmoil.

The shore is long and the group is late, and the lake is wide and sails in autumn. Buy wine over fishermen, divide the lights and fish the boat.

When Xiaoxiang sees a goose, it is advisable to travel alone. Homesickness, as a Tang Buxie and a traveler from the north, has never answered the letter from Yunnan.

If you don't sweep the flowers in front of the court, you will climb the willow outside the door. Selling silver candles after sitting for a long time will lose face.

Hanging in the autumn night, Wan Li shines on the mountains. In winter, Shan Ye is homesick, and the Tang, Zhou and Tian began to be neat, with high clouds and clear colors.

Trees are cold and birds are rare, and monks are rare in the mountains. Collect the snow from the back window of the sun and open the furnace to release the inkstone ice.

I suddenly returned to my old country and wanted to live in Xiling. Yunmeng ancient city sees the ruins of Tang Rongyu's old country in autumn, and wants to visit the ancient city when you board it.

Once people change, thousands of years of water will flow in vain. Dream Zhu Hongsheng night, Jingmen tree color autumn.

When the clouds don't disperse, I look at my homesickness. In addition to staying up all night, Don Hotel's cold light stayed up all night alone, and the guest turned sad.

Tonight, my hometown is full of thoughts, and the Ming Dynasty is worried for another year. My hometown Xinghua Tang intends to send flowers and wine to celebrate the opening of the new store, flowers on the left and teacups on the right.

Ask a cuttlefish and a glass of wine. How can an old friend be different? The river village outside homesickness is sad in a foreign land every spring, and Du Qu oriole knows it. Seeing the setting sun on the river bank, it seems that my heart has been torn into pieces of willow leaves.

Looking from a distance, Yuan Zhen in the Tang Dynasty is full of sad winter scenery and harmony, and there are many mangrove temples in one mountain. Zhong Xuan is full of homesick tears, and Zhang Shuidong flows like jade waves.

And Sanxiang poetry Tang Gaoqu Qian Shan Wanshan north and south, Che Xuan who does not miss home. Being alone will make you sad, for fear of hurting peaches and plums.

Homesick Tang Emei Mountain is like oil, pity me not to sail. When the sails leave Gimpo, the songs will flow in unison.

1 Looking up, I found that it was moonlight, and it sank back. I suddenly remembered a stranger from home. Every festive season, I miss my family, and I miss my hometown in March, and the wind and fire continue in March. A word from home is worth a ton of gold. But I looked home, and the twilight was getting thicker, and the waves of the river were filled with sad mist. The river brought you a touch of home, dragging your boat for three hundred miles, and the wine turned into sadness, and the tears turned into acacia. 8*** cried at the sight of the bright moon, for my heart, I was sick in all five places, and I hoped that 9 was full of turbid wine, and the tube was strong and the frost was everywhere. Tell me what happened there! .

When you pass by my window, are plum blossoms blooming? (Wang Wei's Miscellaneous Poems) 2. Young people leave home, old people return, and the local accent has not changed. Where do children come from when they meet strangers? "He zhang's" hometown couplet ") 3. The spine of the book is broken, winter returns to winter and spring returns to spring.

The closer I get to my hometown, the more timid I am, afraid to inquire about people from home. Song Wenzhi "Crossing the Han River") 4. Under the blue mountain, my boat and I meandered along the green water.

Until the river bank widens at low tide, and no wind blows my lonely sail. ... night gives way to the ocean of the sun, and the old year melts in freshness.

I can finally send my messenger, the wild goose, back to Luoyang. (Wang Wan's "The Next Berth on Beibao Mountain") 5. It's only seven days in spring and two years away from home.

The day of returning home is behind the bird's return to the earth, but the idea of returning home has existed before the spring flowers bloom. (Xue Daoheng's Home) 6. The foot of my bed is shining with such bright light. Is it frosty already? .

I looked up at the moon and looked down, feeling nostalgic. (Li Bai's Silent Night Thinking) 7. The sound of Yudi's flight was dark, and the spring breeze filled Los Angeles.

In this nocturne, everyone can't remember the national conditions. (Li Bai's "Smelling the flute in Los Angeles on a Spring Night") 8. It has been ten frosts in Bingzhou, and I miss Xianyang day and night.

For no reason, I crossed the mulberry river, but I hope that Bing is my hometown. (Liu Zao's Journey to the North) 9. Wanderers listen to drums and autumn geese sing.

The dew turns to frost tonight, and the moonlight at home is bright! Brothers are scattered, and no one can ask about life and death.

However, if there is something wrong with letters in peacetime, what can I expect in wartime? But when it was sunny in spring, farmers didn't have to plow their fields. There is rain in the vernal equinox and rice in the altar.

Clear and sunny, cotton is not worth the price. The Riverside Map on Qingming Festival in Gu Mi is worthless.

The moon is bright, and Gu Mi is Man Cang. There is no moon in Qingming, and Bangtian can't be planted.

It is a good year to have rain in Duanyang. The Mid-Autumn Festival will rain without Koharu.

The first frost was windy and rainy, and the wheat harvest was remarkable. It rained in Da Chun on the fifteenth day of the first month.

It snowed lightly and will be dry in May next year. Birds sing in June, and there is no shortage of mountains.

There are rain valleys in beginning of autumn, but there are no rain valleys in beginning of autumn. It should be dark all around the New Year's Day, and heavy snow is a dry year.

But when it was sunny in spring, it was easy for farmers to plow their fields. I was shocked to hear that Remy was like mud and it rained at the vernal equinox.

The east wind hurts less in long summer. It is a good year to have rain in Duanyang, and it is a good year to hear thunder.

The summer solstice wind blows from the west and boils in the melon and vegetable garden. There are many crops in the grain field when it is hot in the dog days.

The first day is snowy and sunny, and Chongyang in winter is also sunny. It should be dark all around the New Year's Day, and heavy snow is a dry year.

But when it was sunny in spring, it was easy for farmers to plow their fields. I was shocked to hear that Remy was like mud and it rained at the vernal equinox.

The east wind hurts less in long summer. It is a good year to have rain in Duanyang, and it is a good year to hear thunder.

The summer solstice wind blows from the west and boils in the melon and vegetable garden. There are many crops in the grain field when it is hot in the dog days.

The first day is snowy and sunny, and Chongyang in winter is also sunny. There is a hook cloud in the sky, and there will be rain on the ground.

It will rain when the sand rolls down. It's sunny on rainy days, but it's not sunny on the top of the mountain.

If it rains for a long time, it will clear up for a long time, and if it rains for a long time, it will rain for a long time. Thunder rumbles, but the rain is not fierce.

The salt pot is wet. It's going to rain. Butterflies pour water, and then it will rain.

The poem "Under the Full Moon" about missing is full of moonlight, and no one cleans it. Then fold a Zhang Kuo lotus leaf, wrap it in moonlight, and put it in Tang poetry.

Flat, like suppressed acacia ... moonlight has the fragrance of lotus leaves. Homesickness Yu Guangzhong's homesickness as a child is a small stamp. I was here when my mother grew up here. Homesickness is a narrow ticket. I was there when the bride was there. Homesickness is a short grave. I was outside when my mother was inside. Now my homesickness is a shallow strait. I'm on the mainland side and homesick there. The song of Xi Murong's hometown is a Qingyuan flute, which always rings on a moonlit night.

The face of my hometown is a vague disappointment, like a wave of farewell in the fog. After parting, homesickness is a tree without rings and will never grow old.

The heavy dream of Daoxiang season hangs on the vast fields, and the fragrant breeze blows away the farmers' infatuated dreams. Not moved, but colorful golden waves in the festive atmosphere are swinging in the arms of the water town. It's like drinking thousands of glasses of wine. When the fertile fields are fragrant for thousands of miles, Wangxiangtai boarded Wangxiangtai, looked up at the sky with her feet under the mountain, and sent a touch of Feng Yun to her hometown. There is no Lin Taoshan Road around, which is curved and narrow. Only the road from my hometown leads directly to Wangxiangtai. I saw the mountains and water in my hometown and the pine trees in front of my house. It's like my grandmother's homesickness for years. Hometown is the old wine brewed by Youzi with millet. The longer it lasts, the more mellow it tastes.

When I think of my hometown, I miss it quietly. Hometown is full of delicious food, which tempts travelers from afar to taste it.

When I think of my hometown, I miss it silently. Hometown is a fragment of a wanderer's childhood memory. The more you manage it, the more you can't control it, and the more you can't piece together a complete picture.

When I think of my hometown, I miss it in my heart. The longer I miss my hometown, the deeper my experience of my hometown and the greater my touch on my soul.

Hometown, how do wanderers miss their hometown? Miss hometown, in fact, is miss childhood partners, miss the old house, miss the land. However, what the wanderer misses most is his elderly parents.

Hometown, miss my hometown, miss my hometown for no reason. Whenever I face the bright moon, I miss my hometown like a flood.

Hometown, homesickness, no need for any excuses. Wanderers miss their hometown all the time.

& gt2 Mid-Autumn Moon, the moon is in the sky, sending lovesickness thousands of miles away, and a bright moon is hanging high, which reminds me of my infinite leisure and wandering attitude, more pious than pilgrims. Looking from a distance, the same full moon over the northland, I hope it can shine on the glow of my hometown. Can you bring back my warm and moist tears and wash my face? The call in my ears suddenly rises under laurel, shining on my mother's kind face, and falling among the flowers is my father standing in the sunset. Autumn rain is gentle. How far will the wandering duckweed fly, and how far will the wandering footprint extend with the thread of missing? How wide and deep will the blood of family ties penetrate? I'm sorry for the heavy debt on the moon. When can I do my duty? It was once a dream for an eagle to fly over its hometown snowfield in the moonlight. Looking back, is the fruit of first love still hanging on the laurel of memory, emitting fragrance on this moonlit night? The bleak autumn wind makes a floating heart colder and colder. The autumn moon and the drizzle are flying in the night, and the high tide in the chest breaks through the missing river bank and floods. The mountains in my hometown are so green, the water in my hometown is so green, the clouds in my hometown are so light, and people in my hometown miss my hometown every day. I hope people will meet with the green mountains, green waters and white clouds after a long separation. The homesick song of Xi Murong's hometown is a flute in Qingyuan, which always rings on a moonlit night. The face of my hometown is a vague disappointment, like a wave of farewell in the fog.

After parting, homesickness is a tree without rings and will never grow old.

4. Poems describing thoughts If relatives and friends in Luoyang ask each other, there is a piece of ice in the jade pot. -Wang Changling "Breaking up with Xin Jian at Furong Inn"

The dew turns to frost tonight, and the moonlight at home is bright! -Du Fu's Moonlight Remembering My Brother

It is still the moon and border pass in Qin and Han dynasties, and the enemy has fought a protracted war. -Wang Changling's "Two Embankments"

The war lasted for more than half a year, and letters from home were rare, with a hundred thousand gold. -Du Fu's Hope for Spring

I only hope that your heart is the same as mine, and you will not live up to this mutual yearning. -Li Chi Ngai's operator, I live at the head of the Yangtze River.

Young people leave home, old people return, and the local accent has not changed. -What's the couplet of two hometowns, the first part?

My feelings for books are like friends for many years, and there will always be sadness or joy in the morning and evening. -Yu Qian "Reading"

Care for no acquaintances, Long song pregnant with Cai Wei. -Wang Ji's Wild Hope

Don't go home when the light is not fading. It must be extremely sad to go home. -Wei Zhuang's "Bodhisattva Man, Everyone Says Jiangnan is Good"

Long and spacious, longing for home. -Zhang Jiuling's "Xijiang Night Walk"

The infinite beauty of the mountains and rivers, tears streaming down her face, who dares to say that the sky is high and broad? I already know the way to another spring, and I am really worried when I think of saying goodbye to my hometown. -Xia Wanchun's "Another Cloud"

I don't know where the bleak reed flute blows and I look at my hometown all night. -Li Yi's "Listening to the flute at night on the wall of the township"

I began to recruit priests in the morning and felt sorry for my hometown. -Wen, "Doing Good at the Beginning"

Sleeping dragons and galloping horses are not generals now. They are dust. Be quiet for a while. Oh, the noise of the world ...-Du Fu's Pavilion Night

Only in front of Jinghu Lake, the spring breeze does not change the waves of the past. -What's "Two Hometown Couplets"

This spring is coming to an end. When will I go home? -Du Fu's Two Poems

My hometown is thinking thousands of miles tonight, and it is another year of the Ming Dynasty. -Gao Shi "Night Shift"

5. Poems about thoughts 1. Although a country is divided, mountains and rivers persist, trees and grass turn green again, petals flow down like tears, and lonely birds sing their sorrows after three months of war, but a letter from home is worth a ton of gold.

I stroke my white hair. It has become so thin that it can no longer hold hairpins.

2. The cold light in the hotel stays awake alone.

What makes the guests feel sad?

Tonight, my hometown is full of thoughts.

First frost will have another year. Except working at night [Don]

3. A loving mother sings

The thread in the loving mother's hand,

Make clothes for her wayward son.

She sewed it carefully, mended it thoroughly,

Afraid that the delay would make him come home late.

4. The Pennsylvania Guest House has been frosted ten times.

I remember Xianyang day and night.

Change dry mulberry water for no reason,

I hope Bingzhou is my hometown.

A vagrant heard the drums heralding the battle,

A wild goose sings in autumn.

He knew that the dew tonight would be frost,

How bright the moonlight is at home! .

Oh, my brothers, lost and scattered,

What does life without you mean to me? .

But if something goes wrong with peacetime letters,

What can I expect during the war? . (Du Fu: Remembering brothers on a moonlit night)

But how much love does an inch of grass have,

Now, near my village, I meet people, the winner of the third Spring Festival.

I dare not ask a question. (Song Wenzhi, "Crossing the Han River")

6. Poems about thoughts 14. Wang Wei's "Vacation in the Mountain reminds me of my brothers in Shandong";

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.

15. Li Bai's Thoughts on a Quiet Night:

The foot of my bed is shining so brightly. Is there frost already? I looked up at the moon and looked down, feeling nostalgic.

16. Gulangyu Island of Li Bai:

When I was young, I didn't know the bright moon in the sky, so I called it Bai Yupan. I suspect it is Yao's platform, flying in the sky. Fairy Diaojiaolou, Yushu, Tuantuan. The white rabbit smashed the medicine and asked who to eat with.

17. Li Bai sees Lushan Waterfall:

The purple mist is illuminated by sunlight, and the waterfall hangs in front of the mountain. On the high cliff, it seems to be thousands of feet high, which makes people think that the Milky Way has fallen from heaven to earth.

18. Li Bai's gift to Wang Lun:

Li Bai was just about to leave when he heard a farewell song from the shore. Even if the Peach Blossom Pond is deep, it is not as deep as Wang Lun's sending away my love.

19. Li Bai's Yellow Crane Tower bid farewell to Meng Haoran on the way to Yangzhou;

Old friends frequently waved to me, bid farewell to the Yellow Crane Tower, and traveled to Yangzhou in this beautiful spring filled with catkins and flowers. Sailing alone in the blue sky, I can see the Yangtze River flowing in the sky.

7. Poems about ideas and authors 1. I dare not forget worrying about my country and people —— Song Luyou's Illness Begins with a Book.

2. An inch of mountains and rivers and an inch of gold-Huang Qing Zunxian's "Give Ren Liang's parents the same year"

3. Died in a national disaster, died suddenly-Three Kingdoms. A wise white horse.

4. When the body dies, the spirit is the spirit, and the soul is the ghost-the Warring States Period. Chu Quyuan's "National Mourning"

5. But make the Dragon City fly, don't teach Huma to climb the Yinshan Mountain-Don Wang Changling's "Out of the Great Wall"

6. Businessmen don't know how to hate their country, but they still sing "backyard flowers" across the river-Bo Qinhuai by Don Mutu.

I hope I can use this time to serve my country. Why should I be born in Yumenguan —— Tang Dai Shulun's "Two Blocks"

8. My heart is a magnet, which doesn't mean that the South won't rest-Wen Song Tian Xiang's The Yangtze River.

9. The mountains and rivers are broken and the wind is floating, and life experiences are ups and downs. The rain leveled —— Wen Song Tian Xiang's Crossing the Zero Ding Yang

10. The original meaning of reading is Yuanyuan-Song Luyou's reading.

1 1. I didn't know everything was empty until I died, but I was sad to see Kyushu. Julian Waghann set the Central Plains Day in the north, but he didn't forget to tell Nai Weng about family sacrifices-Song Luyou's "Shizi"

12. The adherents shed tears and looked south at Julian Waghann for another year-Song Luyou's Thoughts on the Fence Door in Autumn Night.

13. Although the three Chu clans can resist the Qin Dynasty, do they have time to spend-Song Luyou's A Trip to Jin Cuodao?

14. There is an oath in the depths of the sea, wishing to make China the "Li Er" of Lu Chen-Zheng Song Xiao Si.

15. Take a long breath, hide your tears and lament the hardships of the people's lives-Qu Yuan's "Li Sao" in Chu Ci of the Warring States Period

16. White bones are exposed in the wild, and there is no crying for a thousand miles-Three Kingdoms. Hao Lixing in Cao Cao's Works

17. Who knows that every grain is hard-Don Li Shen's "Compassion for Farmers"

18. Worrying about Li Yuan in poor years, sighing hot in the intestines-Tang Du Fu's "Singing 500 words from Beijing to Fengxian"

19. The wine and meat in Zhumen stink, and the bones on the road freeze to death-Tang Du Fu's "Singing 500 Words from Beijing to Fengxian"

20. After three months of war, a letter from home is worth a ton of gold-Tang Du Fu's Hope for Spring.

2 1. Cure the sore in front of your eyes, but gouge out the pain in your heart —— Ode to the Family by Tang and Nie

There are tens of millions of spacious buildings, which greatly protect the world. The poor are all happy, and the wind and rain are still peaceful —— Tang Du Fu's "The Hut is Blown by the Autumn Wind"

23. The poor bones by the Wuding River are still living in dreams-Longxi by Don Chen Tao.

24. The bright moon shines on Kyushu, and several families are happy and several families are sad-Song Yang Wanli's Zhuzhici

25. But all sentient beings are full, and they do not hesitate to pay tribute to Song Ligang's "sick cow".

26. May the world be warm and take pains to get out of the mountains-Qian's "coal tax"

27. Du Fu's "Spring Hope": "Although the country is divided, the mountains and rivers last forever, and the vegetation is spring. 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. I stroke my white hair. It has become so thin that it can no longer hold hairpins. "

28. Li Qingzhao's "Summer quatrains": "Life is a hero, and death is also a ghost. I still miss Xiang Yu and refuse to cross Jiangdong. "

29. Fan Chengda's "State Bridge": "The north and south of the State Bridge are Tianjie, and the elderly wait and ride back year after year. He asked the messenger in tears, "When will the Sixth Army really come?" "

30. Lin Sheng's "Title of Lin 'an House": "When will the West Lake dance stop? ".Warm winds make tourists drunk and make Hangzhou Bianzhou. "

3 1. Lu You's Shizi: "I didn't know everything was empty until I died, but I was sad to see Kyushu. Julian Waghann set the Central Plains Day in the north, and the family sacrifice did not forget to tell Nai Weng. "

32. Lu You's "Autumn Night Fence Gate Dawn": "The Wan Li River is crowded with people, and 5,000 people are still climbing skyscrapers. The tears of the adherents are exhausted in the dust and I hope that Julian Waghann will grow for another year. "

33. Wen Tianxiang's Crossing the Ocean: "Once you encounter hard work, there are few stars around you. The mountains and rivers are broken and the wind is floating, and life experiences are ups and downs. The beach of fear says fear, and there is a sigh in the ocean. Since ancient times, no one has died in life, leaving a glowing heart. "

34. Yu Qian's "Lime Song": "A thousand hammers cut out a deep mountain, and if the fire burns idle. I am not afraid of being smashed, I want to remain innocent in the world. "

35. Gong Zizhen's "Ji Hai Miscellaneous Poems" (the fifth song): "The mighty sorrow of the sun is slanting, and the whip refers to the end of the world. Falling red is not heartless, but turning into spring mud is more protective. "

36. Qu Yuan's "Li Sao" praised the emperor's drama and suddenly came to his hometown. The servant is sadder than Mahuay, but he can't help it!

8. Thought Poetry 1. You come from my old country. Tell me what happened there! .

When you pass by my window, are plum blossoms blooming? (Wang Wei's miscellaneous poems)

2. I left home when I was young, and my local accent has not changed.

Where do children come from when they meet strangers? "He Zhang's" Homecoming Book ")

3. Leave the mountain to rest, winter will come, and spring will come.

The closer I get to my hometown, the more timid I am, afraid to inquire about people from home. Song Wenzhi "Crossing the Han River")

Under the blue mountain, my boat and I meandered along the green water.

Until the river bank widens at low tide, and no wind blows my lonely sail.

... night gives way to the ocean of the sun, and the old year melts in freshness.

I can finally send my messenger, the wild goose, back to Luoyang. (Wang Wan's "A Stop at the foot of Beibao Mountain")

It's only seven days in spring and two years away from home.

The day of returning home is behind the bird's return to the earth, but the idea of returning home has existed before the spring flowers bloom. (Xue Daoheng's "Homecoming")

6. The foot of my bed is shining with such bright light. Is it frosty already? .

I looked up at the moon and looked down, feeling nostalgic. (Li Bai's "Silent Night Thinking"

7. Whose rain flute flies in the dark, and the spring breeze permeates Los Angeles.

In this nocturne, everyone can't remember the national conditions. (Li Bai's "Smelling the flute in Los Angeles on a Spring Night")

8. It has been ten frosts in Bingzhou, and I miss Xianyang day and night.

For no reason, I crossed the mulberry river, but I hope that Bing is my hometown. (Liu Zao's "Journey to the North")

9. A vagrant hears drums that indicate fighting, and a wild goose rings in autumn.

The dew turns to frost tonight, and the moonlight at home is bright!

Brothers are scattered, and no one can ask about life and death.

Letters sent to Luoyang city are often not delivered, and wars often do not stop.

Bai Juyi's Three Homesick Poems

Wang Yitai

Jing' an mansion, facing the willow in front of the window every day, is far away at this moment; At the station, the spring is fading and flowers are everywhere.

Two beautiful springs, on the same day; At this time, family members miss their relatives outside, and people outside miss their families.

Coconut silk is good in Handan from winter to the sun.

Every winter solstice, I am accompanied by the shadow in front of the knee lamp.

If you want to sit at home late at night, you should also talk about travelers.

Nanpubie

In the bleak drudgery of Nanpu, the autumn wind is bleak.

Turn back immediately, my heart is broken, so I can leave and don't look back.

9. Who has a poem about ideas? The first month is like a bow, obviously hanging on the edge of the blue sky. -Miao's son "Fu Crescent Moon"

On the third night of September, the dew is like a pearl and the moon is like a bow. -Bai Juyi's "Mu Jiang Yin"

The cool moon hangs like an eyebrow in Liuwan. The more you look in the mirror. -Dai Shulun's "Lanxi Acura"

Birds inhabit trees by the pool, and monks push the moon down the door. -Jia Dao's "Li Ning's Seclusion"

Fishing came back, but I was too lazy to tie the rope and let the fishing boat drift in the wind; At this time, the waning moon is already in the west, but I am sleeping soundly. -Sikong Shu's "Jiangcun is a thing"

The moonlight is deeper than half a house, and the big dipper is withered south. -"Moonlight" Liu

The full moon flies in the mirror and returns to the heart to fold the sword. -"jathyapple on August 15th" (Don Du Fu)

The frost goddess and the moon are not afraid of the cold, and they are more beautiful and pure in the cold and frost recreation. -"Frost Moon" (Li Shangyin)

Seeing the moon in the dust is also idle, and love is between the fairy houses in the clear autumn. -"Playing the Moon in Taoyuan on August 15th" (Yuxi, Liu Tang)

I can't see enough good mountains and water. Horseshoe reminds me when the moon will return. -Yue Fei's Chizhou Cuiwei Pavilion

A bright moon rises from Qilian Mountain and crosses the vast sea of clouds. -Guan Shanyue of Li Bai

There is moonlight in Chang 'an, and all the families in Yi Dao are there. -Midnight Wu Ge (3) Qiu Ge

The general just stepped into a BMW with a white jade saddle to fight. After the battle, there was only bleak moonlight on the battlefield. -Li Bai's "Army"

Get up early in the morning to get rid of weeds, and come back with hoes in the moonlight at night. -Tao Qian's "Returning to the Pastoral Residence"