Preface to class poetry

Thoughts in the dead of night

li po

Moonlight before bed,

People suspect that there is frost on the ground.

Looking up at the moon,

Keep your head down and think about your hometown.

Vacation in the mountains reminds me of my brothers in Shandong.

Wang Wei

As a stranger in a foreign land,

Please think twice about your relatives during the festival.

Know where the brothers climb,

There is one person missing from the dogwood.

Watching the moon on fifteen nights

Wang Jian

Bai Shu cheered in the atrium,

Coody Leng silent wet osmanthus.

Tonight, the moon is full of hope,

I wonder who Qiu Si belongs to.

Melancholy Qiu Si

Ji Zhang

Look at the autumn wind in Luoyang,

The writer's book is full of meaning.

I can't talk about it in a hurry

Pedestrians came and opened again.

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Autumn wind songs

-Liu Yuxi

Where is the autumn wind?

Xiao Xiao sent the goose.

Chao lai ru Shu ting,

Lonely guests smell first.

Endless desire

Nalanxingde

A ride on the mountain, a ride on the water, and a trip to Guan Yu, with thousands of lights 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.

Tianjin Sha Qiu Si

Old vines are faint crows, small bridges are flowing, and old roads are thin horses. When the sun sets, heartbroken people are at the end of the world.

People miss home every day.

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.

A berth at the foot of Gubei Mountain.

Wangwan

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.

The sea, sunshine and night, the old year melts in freshness.

I can finally send my messenger, the wild goose, back to Luoyang.

Boarding Guazhou

Jingkou and Guazhou are just separated by a water, and Zhongshan has only a few heavy green mountains.

Jiang Nanan spring breeze is green, when will the bright moon shine on me?