You Ziyin
Meng Jiao
The thread in the hands of the loving mother, the clothes on the body of the wanderer.
Before leaving, I am worried that I will return later.
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 am moved to tears by the flowers in my heart, and I am frightened by the hatred of other birds.
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 9
Wang Wei
A stranger in a foreign land,
I miss my family even more during the festive season .
I know from afar that my brothers are climbing high,
There is one less person planting dogwood trees everywhere.
Poetry in seven steps
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 get along with each other?
Reminiscing about my brother-in-law on a moonlit night
Du Fu
The drums cut off the people walking,
The sound of wild geese is heard in the autumn.
The dew is white tonight,
The moon is bright in my hometown.
My brothers are all scattered,
I have no family to ask about life and death.
The letter sent failed to arrive,
Kang Nai did not stop the army.
Autumn Thoughts
Zhang Ji
Seeing the autumn wind in Luoyang City,
The desire to write is full of meaning.
I’m afraid I can’t say enough in a hurry,
Pedestrians open the gate again before leaving.