1. What are Lu You's homesickness poems
Moon Night
Du Fu
Tonight in Yanzhou, I can only watch the moon in my boudoir. I pity my children from afar, but I still remember Chang'an. The fragrant mist removes the dampness from the servant girl's head. When to rely on Xuguo? Double photos with dry tears.
Qiu Si
Lu You.
The desire for profit drives people like thousands of fire cows, and a sand gull wanders in the rivers and lakes. The days are as long as the years, and you can only wake up when you are idle; the things are as big as the sky, and you can rest when you are drunk. The anvil and pestle knock the moon in the deep lane, and the well shakes down in the autumn of my hometown. If you want to soothe your old eyes, there is no high place, so you can find Yuanlong's hundred-foot tower.
Moon
Watching the moon on the night of July 14th
Lu You. The clouds are no longer too clear, and the wind is about to change. As soon as the curtain is opened, the moon shines brightly on the river in the vast expanse of sky.
The Moon
Du Fu.
Autumn is approaching in the sky, and the shadow of the moon is clear on earth. The toad that enters the river will not disappear, and the rabbit that brews medicine will live forever. It only benefits the pain of the heart and can add whiteness to the invention. The whole land will be known by fighting, but the western camp of the country will not be taken care of.
Frontier Fortress
Nine poems about leaving the fortress
Author: Du Fu
Qi Qi went to her hometown and leisurely went to Jiaohe.
The public has a successful career, and the desperate baby is in trouble.
You are already rich in land, and you don’t have much room to spare.
Forsake the kindness of your parents, swallow your voice and act in disloyalty.
The day of departure is far away, so I won’t be deceived by traveling alone.
The bond between flesh and blood will not be broken, and there will be no time for a man to die.
The horse takes off its bridle and picks up the black hair in its hand.
After descending the Wanling Hill, he leaned over and tried to touch the flag.
Sharpening the knife and crying for water, the red edge of the water hurts the hand.
I want to relieve the heartache, but my mood has been confused for a long time.
The husband has pledged himself to the kingdom, so why should he be angry?
Fame and fame are like unicorns, and the bones of battle will soon decay.
There is a long way to see off a disciple, and there is also a body to garrison far away.
Life and death are moving forward, and the idle officials are angry and angry.
I met an acquaintance on the road, and attached a letter and six relatives.
It is a pity that two decisive decisions are no longer the same hardships.
After traveling more than ten thousand miles, he led me to join the three armies.
The army is experiencing different joys and sorrows, and the commander-in-chief Ning will hear them all.
I saw Hu Qi across the river, suddenly hundreds of them.
I started out as a slave, but how long have I made meritorious deeds?
The bow should be drawn with strength, and the arrow should be drawn with length.
To shoot a man, shoot a horse first; to capture a thief, capture the king first.
There is a limit to killing people, and all countries have their own borders.
If you can control the invasion of the mausoleum, how can you kill more?
It was raining and snowing while driving the horses, and the army marched into the mountains.
Jingwei holds the cold stone, which refers to the falling layer of ice.
We have gone to Han Dynasty for a long time, when will we build the city again?
The Southern Expedition in the dark clouds is beyond our reach.
The Shanyu invaded our base, and the wind and dust were dim for hundreds of miles.
The heroic sword moves four or five times, and the other army runs for me.
He captured his name and brought the king back, tied him around his neck and taught him the royal gate.
Sneaking into the ranks, one victory is of no consequence.
Having been in the army for more than ten years, he can do his best without any measure.
Everyone wants to get it, but they are embarrassed to speak.
There was a struggle in the Central Plains, between Di and Rong.
My husband’s ambitions are all over the world, but I can’t say goodbye to my poverty.
Guan Shanyue
Lu You
For fifteen years under the He Rong imperial edict, the general came to the border without fighting.
The rich men sang and danced, the stable horses were fat and their bows were broken.
The fierce fighting in the garrison urges the moon to fall. I joined the army at the age of thirty and now my hair is white.
Who knows the heart of a strong man in the flute? The sand head is empty and the human bones are collected.
Fighting in the Central Plains has been heard since ancient times. How could there be any descendants who would go against Hu?
The survivors endured death in hope of recovery, and several tears were shed tonight!
Early trip to Shangshan
Starting in the morning to recruit the priests, we traveled to Beibang Township. The rooster crows in the Maodian month, and there is frost in Banqiao. The oak leaves have fallen on the mountain road, and the orange flowers are bright on the post wall. Thinking of Du Ling's dream, the wild geese filled the pond.
The second trip was sent to Hunan Zhang Langzhong Rong Yu
The sound of the cold river flowing near the house, the bamboo shadows in the window messed up the moonlight. When I returned to my dream, I didn't know how wide the lake was, and I returned to Luoyang City at night.
Village Tour Wang Yucheng
The chrysanthemums on the horse's path through the mountain are just beginning to turn yellow, and the trust of the horse is long and prosperous in the wild. Thousands of valleys are filled with late music, and several peaks stand silently in the setting sun. Tangli leaves fall rouge color, buckwheat flowers bloom white and fragrant. What's the matter? I'm suddenly melancholy. The original trees on the village bridge look like my hometown.
——Appreciation of three homesick poems by Bai Juyi
Looking at the post station
In the Jing'an house, there are willows in the windows, and flowers blooming on the ground in front of the post station.
The spring scenery in the two places ends at the same day, and the residents miss their guests and their homes.
Homesickness on the night of winter solstice in Handan
During the winter solstice in the post office in Handan, the shadows in front of the lanterns hugging the knees accompany me.
If you want to sit at home late at night, you should also talk about people traveling far away.
Nanpu Farewell
Nanpu Farewell is desolate, the west wind curls up in autumn.
When you look at it, your heart will break, so don’t look back. 2. What are Lu You’s homesick poems (more than 10 poems)
"Book Anger" Lu You in the Southern Song Dynasty knew that things were difficult in the world in his early years, and he was in trouble. Looking north, the air is like a mountain.
The building boat crosses Guazhou in the snowy night, and the iron horse disperses in the strong autumn wind. The Great Wall is empty and I promise that my hair is already faded in the mirror.
If you are a master and show your true name in the world, no one can compare with you for thousands of years. "Shi'er" by Lu You of the Southern Song Dynasty. After death, I know that everything is in vain, but I am not as sad as Jiuzhou.
Wang Shibei fixed the day of the Central Plains, and he never forgot to tell Nai Weng about the family sacrifices. "Visit to Shanxi Village" by Lu You in the Southern Song Dynasty. Mo Xiao's farmhouse is full of wax and wine. In good years, there are enough chickens and dolphins for visitors.
There is no way out in the mountains and rivers, and there is another village with dark flowers and bright flowers. The flutes and drums follow the Spring Club, and the simple and ancient style of clothing remains.
From now on, if you can take advantage of the moonlight leisurely, you can knock on the door all the time and night with your stick. "The First Spring Rain in Lin'an" by Lu You in the Southern Song Dynasty The world is as thin as gauze in recent years, who makes people ride in Beijing? The small building listens to the spring rain all night, and the deep alley sells apricot flowers in the Ming Dynasty.
The short paper is laid slantingly and I am making grass, and I play tea with the fine breasts under the clear window. Wear plain clothes and don't sigh in the wind and dust. It's still time to arrive home during the Qingming Festival.
Beside the broken bridge outside Bu Suanzi Posthouse, it is lonely and ownerless. It is already dusk and I am sad alone, and it is even more windy and rainy.
There is no intention to fight for spring, but for a while, everyone is jealous. Scattered into Shangxi Tower (a happy meeting) The river head is green and dark red, with swallows flying in the air.
Suddenly I went to where I was before and hated Yiyi. Shedding tears and sighing about human affairs is contrary to one's heart.
Fill your jade pot with flower dew and send you home in spring. The great sage's music turned to lightning and he was startled by thunder, and he sighed for his own life, forty-two years.
Try to think about the past, nothingness is like a dream, full of joys and sorrows, together and dispersed like smoke. The sea of ??suffering is boundless, the river of love is bottomless, and wandering is like a leaky boat.
Who can understand it? In the fire of impermanence, the body is strong with iron. In a moment, it will be Hua Dian.
It’s easy to tidy up your body and return to nature. Why should we pay attention to asking for land and houses? In life, we need officials, and in death, we need fame.
To live long and die in poverty is a matter of honor and disgrace. The origin of this matter lies in heaven. From now on, let me go east, west, north, south, and become a flying fairy.
The bamboo house in Taiping is a deep and quiet place. The chaotic red flies away and the green becomes overcast, and there are songbirds.
Before I left Lanting, I had nothing to do and started practicing piano by myself. The copper stove curls into the sea and sinks, washing away the dust.
The moon is in Shanghai and the setting sun is setting, and the gate of the abandoned garden is closed. Hanging on the rise and fall, in the tears of regret.
The palace plum blossoms are still light, crisp and cut with water. In the place of sadness, I seem to recall Xuanhua’s old events.
Pedestrians feel a sense of desolation. Who can send the fragrance thousands of miles away?
Standing in Jianggao, it is rare to see Yao, returning to Longtou. The sound and dust are far away, and the dangerous building in Chutian leans alone.
In September, the embroidered household in Tanglanfang, Shanghai, was sick of the disease. Sighing in spring, I woke up when I was bored.
The swallow returns empty-handed, and there are several letters from Yuguan border. In the sad place, the group nest is displayed alone.
The smoke in the smoke cage is gone and the smoke is cold. The tears are deep and I look at the shadows of flowers.
How can I restrain him from being surrounded by lingering fragrance, sitting alone in the cold cold pillow? At dawn at the west window, there are a few sounds of silver bottles and jade wells.
The moon shines on the pear blossoms, the scenery is soft, and the misty river rises in spring. There is no one in Xiaohe, and the embroidered curtain is half up.
The sisters outside the flowers called each other and made an appointment with Ai Pu. Xiu Mo forgot the pattern of Zhang Tai and thought about it carefully, which made him feel more melancholy.
The jade on the chest and arms is reduced, and I want to find Pisces, and send a letter. The pear blossoms in the moonlight are dull and damaged, and they are prone to many diseases.
A few curves of the mountain provide tranquility during the day. Liang Yan urged her to get up and change the fumigation cage.
When will the new sorrows and old hatreds be gone? The green temples will gradually wither, and the light rain will tell the flowers. Where to send the fragrant note? The embroidered pavilion is in the shade of the willow.
Mulanhua has been living on Bashan Road for three years, her green clothes are worn out and her hat is covered with dust. The body is like a cloud crossing the west coast, and the sorrow reaches the grass in Qutang Pass.
Spring plate and spring wine are good every year, but trying to wear silver flags will make you drunk. Nowadays, everyone is one year old. I am not the oldest person in the world.
Magnolia slowly reads the dreamland of Handan, sighing at the green temples and early frost. Burning elixirs in Naihua Mountain and watching cranes in Qingxi, I still lose my original intention.
In the troubled times over the years, I have learned the secrets of truth and interpretation. Raise nine buns of golden twigs and plant them into thousands of groves of wonderful trees.
The star altar is learning to walk at night and chanting in vain. The cold dew penetrates the Yao hairpin.
The green phoenix is ??draped in the clouds, the blue luan traces the moon, and the palace is deserted. After reading Langhan's letter, I became a close friend of Emperor Juntian.
But the passing pot is roaring proudly, and the years in the world are passing by. Go up to the west building (a happy meeting) The river head is green, dark and red, and the swallows are flying.
Suddenly I arrived at the place where I was, and I hated Yiyi. Shedding clear tears and sighing about human affairs is contrary to one's heart.
Fill your jade pot with flower dew and send you home in spring. The great sage's music turned to lightning and he was startled by thunder, and he sighed for his own life, forty-two years.
Try to think about the past, nothingness is like a dream, full of joys and sorrows, together and dispersed like smoke. The sea of ??suffering is boundless, the river of love is bottomless, and wandering is like a leaky boat.
Who can understand it? In the fire of impermanence, the body is strong with iron. In a moment, it will be Hua Dian.
It’s easy to tidy up your body and return to nature. Why should we pay attention to asking for land and houses? In life, we need officials, and in death, we need fame.
To live a long life without a chance to gain access is a matter of honor or disgrace. The origin of this matter lies in heaven. From now on, let me go east, west, north, south, and become a flying fairy.
The bamboo house in Taiping is a deep and quiet place. The chaotic red flies away and the green becomes overcast, and there are songbirds.
Before I left Lanting, I had nothing to do and started practicing piano by myself. The copper stove curls into the sea and sinks, washing away the dust.
The moon is in Shanghai and the setting sun is setting, and the gate of the abandoned garden is closed.
Hanging on the rise and fall, in the tears of regret.
The palace plum blossoms are still light, crisp and cut with water. In the place of sadness, I seem to recall Xuanhua’s old events.
Pedestrians feel a sense of desolation. Who can send the fragrance thousands of miles away?
Standing in Jianggao, it is rare to see Yao, returning to Longtou. The sound and dust are far away, and the dangerous building in Chutian leans alone.
In September, the embroidered household in Tanglanfang, Shanghai, was sick of the disease. Sighing in spring, I woke up when I was bored.
The swallow returns empty-handed, and there are several letters from Yuguan border. In the sad place, the group nest is displayed alone.
The smoke in the smoke cage is gone and the smoke is cold. The tears are deep and I look at the shadows of flowers.
How can I restrain him from being surrounded by lingering fragrance, sitting alone in the cold cold pillow? At dawn at the west window, there are a few sounds of silver bottles and jade wells.
The moon shines on the pear blossoms, the scenery is soft, and the misty river rises in spring. There is no one in Xiaohe, and the embroidered curtain is half up.
The sisters outside the flowers called each other and made an appointment with Ai Pu. Xiu Mo forgot the pattern of Zhang Tai and thought about it carefully, which made him feel more melancholy.
The jade on the chest and arms is reduced, and I want to find Pisces, and send a letter. The pear blossoms in the moonlight are dull and damaged, and they are prone to many diseases.
A few curves screen the mountain, accommodating people with tranquility during the day. Liang Yan urged her to get up and change the fumigation cage.
When will the new sorrows and old hatreds be gone? The green temples will gradually wither, and the light rain will tell the flowers. Where to send the fragrant note? The embroidered pavilion is in the shade of the willow.
Mulanhua has been living on Bashan Road for three years, her green clothes are worn out and her hat is covered with dust. The body is like a cloud crossing the west coast, and the sorrow reaches the grass in Qutang Pass.
Spring plate and spring wine are good every year, but trying to wear silver flags will make you drunk. Nowadays, everyone is one year old. I am not the oldest person in the world.
Magnolia slowly reads the dreamland of Handan, sighing at the green temples and early frost. Burning elixirs in Naihua Mountain and watching cranes in Qingxi, I still lose my original intention.
In the troubled times over the years, I have learned the secrets of truth and interpretation. Raise nine buns of golden twigs and plant them into thousands of groves of wonderful trees.
The star altar is learning to walk at night and chanting in vain. The cold dew penetrates the Yao hairpin.
The green phoenix is ??draped in the clouds, the blue luan traces the moon, and the palace is deserted. After reading Langhan's letter, I became a close friend of Emperor Juntian.
But the passing pot is roaring proudly, and the years are passing by in the world. The Shui Tiao Ge Tou Jiang Zuo is the most popular one, the most numerous is ancient Xuzhou.
The mountains are picturesque, and the beautiful places are dimly covered with dangerous buildings. The drums and horns are solemn and majestic in the wind, the beacon fire is extinguished in the sky, and the past is remembered by Sun Liu.
The dew touches the grass, the wind falls on the trees, and autumn comes with age.
Let the king be free, talk and laugh, and wash away the sorrows of the past and present. Not seeing Xiangyang for a visit has wiped out countless tourists, and the regret is hard to bear.
My uncle has lived alone for a thousand years, and his name is as famous as the Han River. The water dragon chants at the bottom of the flower in front of the bottle to find the spring spot, which makes me sigh and my mood is completely reduced.
Dressed in clothes, the drunkards are gone, and the beauty is far away. Then this year, the miasma is heavy and the rain is coming, Yelang. 3. Poems about homesickness
Thoughts on a Quiet Night
Li Bai of the Tang Dynasty
There is a bright moonlight in front of the bed,
It is suspected to be frost on the ground.
Raise your head to look at the bright moon,
Lower your head and think about your hometown.
Rainy
Bai Juyi of the Tang Dynasty
The mist is heavy today, and the mountains and rivers are deep here.
The sound of the beach is more urgent in autumn, and the air in the gorge is more cloudy at dawn.
Looking at the tower, the clouds cover my eyes, and my heart is homesick with raindrops.
How can we comfort Youdu? I rely on this North Window Qin.
Cold food in the guest
Tang Lizhong
Cold food during the trip, homesickness and tears of wet wipes.
The music and books are broken outside the sky, and the peach and plum rain is in the spring.
There is no reason for wanting to drink, but there seems to be a reason for chanting.
There are so many people outing outside the countryside.
Autumn Thoughts on the Bank of the River
Tang Du Xunhe
Driving horses along the river, homesickness arises step by step.
Raise the whip and wave the willow color, and the sound of cicadas will be lost.
Autumn crops are bounded by long roads, and cold clouds surround the ancient city.
When the family is poor and prosperous, they have no land to cultivate.
Sending friends off to the south on the river
Zhang Qiao of the Tang Dynasty
Wherever nostalgia accumulates, chaos gathers at the end of the world.
The shore is long and the people are swimming in the evening, and the lake is wide and the sails are sailing in autumn.
Buy wine and pass the fishing house, divide the lamp and fishing boat.
When Xiaoxiang sees wild geese coming, he should think of traveling alone.
Homesickness
Tang Buxie
The traveler from Lubei is gone, but the letter from Yunnan has not been returned.
If you don’t sweep away the flowers in front of the court, who will climb the willows outside the door?
Sitting for a long time will sell off silver candles, and the more sorrow will reduce the beauty.
The moon hangs in my heart on an autumn night, and the mountains are illuminated by thousands of miles.
Homesickness in the Mountains in Winter
Tang Zhou He
The fields began to condense, and the sky was clear at dawn.
The trees are cold and there are few birds, and the mountains are far apart and there are few monks.
Close the windows against the sun and close the snow, open the furnace to release the inkstone ice.
Suddenly returned to his homeland and wanted to live in Xiling.
Autumn View of Yunmeng's Old City
Tang Rongyu
The ruins of the old country are here, and I want to visit the ancient city.
Once a person changes, a thousand years will be in vain.
Mengzhu Hong sounded late, and the trees in Jingmen looked autumn.
The clouds linger, hanging in the distance looking at homesickness.
Great Night Works
Tang Gaoshi
The hotel is sleepless under the cold light, and the guest's heart becomes desolate.
I miss my hometown tonight, and worry about tomorrow for another year.
Hometown Apricot Blossom
Tang Sikong Picture
Send flowers and wine to celebrate the new blooms, hold the flower branch on the left and the cup on the right.
I want to ask, why are old friends different from a flower branch and a glass of wine?
Homesickness outside the Yangtze River
Weizhuang, Tang Dynasty
The sadness of being in a foreign land every spring can be known by Du Qu or Huang Ying.
On the banks of the river at sunset, there are traces of heartbroken smoke and willows.
Looking from a distance
Tang Yuanzhen
The eyes are full of sad winter scenery, with many mangroves on the side of the mountain and the temple.
Zhongxuan sheds endless tears of homesickness, and the Zhang River flows eastward with jade waves.
He Sanxiang Poems
Tang Gaoqu
Thousands of mountains and mountains in the north and south, who would not miss his hometown in Xuanche.
Fanghan’s sad past is left alone, and Tao Liyan is afraid of being hurt on the road.
Homesickness
Tang Xuetao
The water under Mount Emei is like oil, but my heart is not tied to the boat.
On what day the sails will leave Jinpu, and the sound of the boats will flow in unison. 4. Poems about homesickness
1. Treat your home as your home, your hometown as your hometown, your country as your country, and the world as your world. ——"Guanzi·Herdsmen"
2. Never forgetting the country in the face of adversity is loyalty. ——"Zuo Zhuan, Year of Zhao Gong"
3. Take a long breath to cover your tears, lamenting the difficulties of the people's livelihood. ——Qu Yuan's "Li Sao"
4. Benefit the country, not wealth. ——"Book of Rites·Confucianism"
5. Sacrificing one's life to go to the national disaster, seeing death as a sudden return. ——Cao Zhi's "White Horse"
6. Martyrs are as patriotic as home. ——Ge Hong, "Baopuzi·Waipian·Guangji" Martyr: A person with ambition and achievements.
7. Worry about the world’s worries first, and rejoice after the world’s happiness. ——Fan Zhongyan's "Yueyang Tower"
8. I dare not forget about my country despite my humble status. ——-Lu You's "Sickness arose from the Book"
9. When Wang Shibei set the Central Plains Day, he never forgot to tell Nai Weng about family sacrifices. ——Lu You's "Shi'er"
10. Since ancient times, no one has died, leaving a loyal heart to illuminate history. ——Wen Tianxiang "Crossing the Lingding Ocean"
11. Serve the country with loyalty. ——"History of the Song Dynasty·Biography of Yue Fei"
12. Everyone is responsible for the rise and fall of the world. ——Mai Menghua "On the Decision of the Survival of China Today"
1. Du Fu's "Spring Outlook": "The country is broken by mountains and rivers, and the city is full of spring vegetation. I feel the flowers splashing with tears when I feel the time, and I hate to see the birds startled. Heart. The war has lasted for three months, and letters from home are worth ten thousand gold. The hairpin is even shorter, and the hairpin is full of lust." 2. Li Qingzhao's "Summer Quatrains": "You will be a hero in life, but you will be a ghost in death. I still miss Xiang Yu and refuse to cross the Yangtze River."
3. Fan Chengda's "Zhouqiao": "The north and south of Zhouqiao are Tianjie. The old man was waiting for his return and asked the envoy with tears. The Sixth Army is really coming'"
4. Lin Sheng's "Inscription on Lin'an Residence": "Outside the Qingshan Tower outside the mountain, when does the singing and dancing in the West Lake stop? The warm wind makes the tourists drunk, and they call Hangzhou Bianzhou. "
5. Lu You's "Shi'er": "I know that everything is in vain when I die, but I am sad that I will not see the same thing in all nine states. On the day when Wang Shibei set the Central Plains, he never forgot to tell Nai Weng."
< p> 6. Lu You's "Reflections on the Autumn Night When I Go Out of the Fence Gate to Welcome the Coolness": "Thirty thousand miles east of the river, there is a sea of ??people, and five thousand are still on the skyscrapers. The remaining people shed tears in the dust, and look south to see Wang Shi for another year."7. Wen Tianxiang's "Crossing the Lingding Ocean": "After a hard time, the fighting is scattered all around. The mountains and rivers are broken, the wind flutters, and the life experience is ups and downs. The rain hits the rafts. I am afraid on the beach, and I sigh in the Lingding Ocean. Since ancient times, no one has died, and his loyalty will be remembered by history." 8. Yu Qian's "Song of Lime": "Thousands of hammers have carved out the deep mountains, and the burning fire is not afraid of being broken into pieces. You must leave your innocence in the world. "
9. Gong Zizhen's "Miscellaneous Poems of Ji Hai" (Volume 5): "The sun is setting in the vastness of separation, and the whip is pointing eastward to the end of the world. Falling red is not a heartless thing, it turns into spring mud to protect the flowers. " 5. Poems about homesickness
The dew is white tonight.
You should know about your hometown. Crossing the Sanggan River for no reason. Passengers pass by the Qingshan Mountains.
Raising the whip, the willow color changes, the sound of cicadas is lost, the wind is blowing and the sail is hanging. Autumn Thoughts by Lu You Desire for profit drives people away, and thoughts arise in front of flowers.
The trees are cold and there are few birds. Why should old friends come here? Who can climb the willows outside the door? The tide is flat and wide on both sides.
My brothers are all scattered, bowing their heads and missing their hometown. Looking from afar, Tang Yuanzhen's eyes are full of sad winter scenery. The sound of jade flutes is flying in the dark, and the wells are shaking in the autumn of my hometown. But I look at Bingzhou as my hometown. I see off the boat thousands of miles away and drink wine into my heart.
Autumn crops have a long way to go. He Sanxiang Poetry, Gaoqu, Tang Dynasty, Thousands of Mountains and Ten Thousand Mountains in the North and South. The audio book outside the ridge is broken. It is only seven days since spring, and Jiang Chun has entered the old year. You have come from your hometown.
Even more so by the setting sun on the bank of the river. Sitting for a long time sells silver candles.
The sound of autumn on the beach is more urgent. (Wang Wan's "Under the Cibeigu Mountain") 5. Bow your head and miss your hometown. 2 Being alone in a foreign land is a stranger.
I miss my hometown tonight, and I miss my old travels when I come here. The clouds linger.
1. Raise your head and look at the bright moon. Holding drums to stop people walking. Apricot Blossoms in My Hometown, Pictured by Tang Sikong. Send flowers and wine to celebrate the new blooms.
A group of people on the shore came to work late at night, dividing the lamps and fishing boats. Nostalgia by Tang Xue Tao The water under Mount Emei is like oil.
When the family is poor and prosperous, there is no land to cultivate, and there are small bridges and flowing water, the guest's heart becomes sad. 4. "Crossing the Han River" written by Song Dynasty, a letter from home is worth ten thousand gold. 4. Withered vines and old trees, the crows are dim, and the matter is as big as the sky.
The anvil and pestle beat the moon in the deep lane. In the past, I came and went behind the beautiful window. Homesickness is a short grave. I am outside and my mother is inside. But now, homesickness is a shallow strait. I am on this continent and on that other side. The sky is pure and the sand is pure. Qiu Si [Yuan] Ma Zhiyuan, withered vines and old trees. Faint crows, small bridges, flowing water, people's ancient roads, westerly wind, thin horses, sunset in the west, heartbroken people, it's raining at the end of the world, Tang Bai Juyi, the mist is heavy today, one night in the hometown, five places, a cup of turbid wine, thousands of miles away from home, have you been away from home for two years? Homesickness outside the Yangtze River, Weizhuang, Tang Dynasty. Every spring, I feel sad in a foreign land.
The feeling of being close to the countryside is even more timid, the local pronunciation has not changed, the hair on the temples has faded, I am afraid that the peach and plum blossoms will be damaged on the street, and the winter plum blossoms have not yet bloomed. Autumn View of Yunmeng’s Old City by Tang Rongyu The ruins of my homeland are still there, but the letter from Yunnan has not yet been returned.
(Liu Zao's "Lvci Shuofang") 9. Looking at the palace, the clouds cover your eyes. There are many red trees on the mountain and the temple is surrounded by it.
3 Wind and fire in succession for three months. I have no desire to drink, the Qiang pipes are long and frosty all over the ground. 10 Why should I cut the candles from the west window? The situation is that the troops have not stopped, and the trees in Jingmen are autumn in color.
Fanghan’s tragic past is left alone. There is no high place to soothe old eyes.
The letters sent by the recipients never reach their destination, but the spring breeze of scattered people fills Luo City. Mengzhu Hongsheng late, who can't remember the conditions of the homeland, dare not ask the visitor, homeless, asking about life and death, homesick raindrops, returning home day and night, recalling Xianyang, homesickness tears wet wipes, where is the ancient road, west wind, thin horse, 5th evening, home gate, only There seems to be a reason for chanting.
The days are getting longer as time goes by before I wake up, and my beauty is reduced by my sorrow. I suspect it is frost on the ground. I turn on the stove to release the inkstone, and hang out in the distance to look at homesickness. The young man has left home and the old man has returned. Children do not recognize each other.
Hanging on the autumn night moon? "He Zhizhang's "Book of Returning to Hometown") 3. The flowers in front of the garden are not swept away, homesickness arises step by step, and there is the sound of wild geese in the autumn.
Lose him outside the suburbs. I saw wild geese coming from Xiaoxiang. It was already ten frosts in the guest house and the state.
Suddenly I returned to my homeland, and the sky was clear at dawn. I felt pity for me and my heart was not tied to the same boat. How can I comfort the loneliness and turn it into tears of lovesickness? 8*** weep when watching the bright moon.
(Li Bai's "Quiet Night Thoughts" 7, the lake is wide and the sails are sailing in autumn. (Li Bai's "Spring Night in Luocheng Hearing the Flute") 8.
Guests in the cold food during the Tang Dynasty Li Zhonglu often had cold food, Turbulence gathers at the end of the world (Xue Daoheng's "People Think of Returning") 6. A gull wanders in the rivers and lakes, smiling and asking where the guest is from, sailing in front of the green water, looking up at the bright moon, returning to Luoyang. On the riverside, sending friends to the south, Zhang Qiao of the Tang Dynasty accumulated nostalgia. The moon is bright in his hometown. On the Yanbo River, people still feel sorry for the water of their hometown.
After people return to the wild geese, the mountains are far away and there are few monks who want to live alone. Xiling. When I was homesick in the mountains in the Tang Dynasty, I began to wander alone.
Where can the Zhang River flow to the east with the jade waves? (Wang Wei's "Miscellaneous Poems") ) 2. The sun is shining and the snow is closing the window. In this nocturne, I can hear the broken willows.
On what day, I will leave the Jinpu bed. The moonlight shines in front of me, and I can sing in unison. Zhongxuan sheds tears of homesickness.
One day, the world is broken, and the water is empty for thousands of years. Chilou, but it’s raining at night in Bashan.
Buying wine and passing by the fishing house. On the bank of the river, Du Xunhe drives his horse along the river.
I want to ask about the flowers and branches. A glass of wine, after winter and spring, the mountains and rivers are deep and homesick.
6. At least 10 ancient poems about homesickness
1. Thoughts on a Quiet Night (Li Bai)
2. Fisherman's Ao·Qiu Si (Fan Zhongyan)
3. Nine Reminiscing about Shandong Brothers on the 9th of the Month (Wang Wei)
4. At the foot of Cibeigu Mountain (Wangwan)
5. Mooring at Guazhou (Wang Anshi)
6. Yellow Crane Tower (Cui Hao)
7. Looking at the Moon and Huaiyuan/Looking at the Moon and Huaiyuan (Zhang Jiuling)
8. Sauvignon Blanc·Shan Yicheng (Nalan Xingde)
9. Qiu Si (Zhang Ji)
10. Farewell at Jingmen (Li Bai)
11. Picking Wei (Anonymous)
12. Meeting Envoy to Beijing (Cen Shen)
13. In the Mountains (Wang Bo)
14. Two Quatrains (Du Fu)
15. Wang Jiangnan·Transcendental Taiwanese Works (Su Shi )
16. Looking at the moon on the fifteenth night and sending it to Dr. Du (Wang Jian) ??
17. Bodhisattva Barbarian · Everyone talks about Jiangnan (Weizhuang)
18. Looking at the moon has Feeling (Bai Juyi)
19. Su Muzhe·Liao Agarwood (Zhou Bangyan)
20. Chang'an Spring View (Lulun) 7. What are the poems that describe homesickness
1. "The Great Night" Tang Gaoshi's hotel is sleepless under the cold light, and the guest's heart is so sad. Tonight, I miss my hometown thousands of miles away, and the frost on my temples is another year. 2. "Going Home" Tang Du Mu's child holds his clothes and asks, returning Why is it too late? ***Who fights for time and wins the hair on the sideburns? 3. "Homesickness" Li Gou from the Song Dynasty said that the setting sun is the end of the world, and I can't see my home as far as the end of the world. I hate that the green mountains are blocking each other, and the green mountains are still covered by dusk clouds. 4. "The Letter from the Capital" Ming Yuan Kai's river is three thousand miles away, and the letter from home is ten Five Elements. There is no other words to say when traveling, just to return home early. 5. "Looking at the mountains with Master Haochu to send relatives and friends to Beijing" Tang Liu Zong Yuanhai The peaks on the seaside are like sword awns, and autumn is everywhere cutting the heart of sorrow. If you are transformed into a thousand bodies Billions of people, scattered on the top of the mountain to look at their hometown. 6. "Wearing Wild Geese" Where is the hometown of Tang Wei Yingwu? It’s leisurely to return home and think about it. On an autumn rainy night in Huainan, I heard the wild geese coming from Gaozhai. 7. "Miscellaneous Poems" by Wang Wei of the Tang Dynasty. When you come from your hometown, you should know about the things in your hometown. Will the winter plum blossoms bloom in front of the beautiful window tomorrow? 8. "Remembering the Brothers from Shandong on September 9th" Wang Wei of the Tang Dynasty was a stranger in a foreign land, and he missed his relatives even more during the festive season. When he saw his brothers climbing to a high place in the distance, there was only one missing person planting dogwood trees everywhere. 9. "Farewell at the Jingmen Gate" by Li Bai of the Tang Dynasty as he crossed the Jingmen Gate far away. Outside, I traveled from the Chu Kingdom. The mountains followed the plains, and the rivers flowed into the wilderness. Under the moon, the sky mirror was flying, and the clouds formed sea towers. I still felt sorry for the water in my hometown, and saw off the boat thousands of miles away. 10. "Moonlight Night, Billions of Brothers" by Du Fu of the Tang Dynasty When people are walking, there is an autumn sound of wild geese. 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. Letters sent often fail to arrive, and the situation is that the army has not stopped. 11. "Ascend Wugongtai Temple in Autumn, far away from the temple" "View" After the ancient platform of Liu Changqing of the Tang Dynasty collapsed, he looked at his hometown in autumn. There were few people coming to the wild temple, and the clouds were deep across the water. The setting sun was still there, and the cold chime filled the forest. The melancholy of the Southern Dynasties, the Yangtze River was alone today. 12. "Bamboo Branch" by Liu Yu of the Tang Dynasty Xibai Spring grass grows at the head of the imperial city, and the Shu River is clear at the foot of Baiyan Mountain. People from the south come up to sing a song, but people from the north don't come up to be moved by nostalgia. 13 "Returning to Yangzhou in Chang'an on September 9th" Sui Jiang's general heart chases the southern clouds and passes away, and the shape follows Wild geese are coming from the north. The chrysanthemums under the fence in my hometown are blooming today. 14. "Shi'er" After the death of Lu You in the Song Dynasty, I knew that everything was in vain, but I was sad that I could not see the same people in Jiuzhou. On the day when Wang Shibei set the Central Plains, he never forgot to tell Nai Weng about family sacrifices. 15. "Proud of the Fisherman" by Fan Zhong of the Song Dynasty. The scenery is strange in autumn. The geese from Hengyang are leaving without paying attention. The sounds are rising from all sides. Thousands of miles away, the smoke is long and the sun is setting. The lonely city is closed. A glass of turbid wine can lead to a home thousands of miles away. There is no way for the swallows to return without stopping. The Qiang pipes are covered with frost. People are sleepless, and the generals are white-haired and their husbands are weeping. 16. "Thinking of Jiangnan" Tang Fangqian: Yesterday the grass was withered and today it is green, and the people who are detained are moved by the feeling of hometown. At night, there is a dream on the way home, and it is already dawn when we don't reach Tonglu. .17. "Tian Jing Sha · Autumn Thoughts" Yuan Ma Zhiyuan, withered vines and old trees, dim crows, small bridges and flowing water, people's houses, the west wind and thin horses on the ancient road. The sun sets in the west, and the heartbroken people are at the end of the world. 18. "Crossing the River and Han" Outside the Wenling Ridge in the Tang and Song Dynasties The music and books are gone, after winter comes spring again. I am even more timid when I am close to my hometown, and I dare not ask the visitor. 19. "The Rain" by Li Shangyin of the Tang Dynasty. It is rainy on Chang'an night, and I am alone with the broken lamp. I am sad. My hometown is cloudy and watery, and it is not suitable to return to my dreams in autumn. 20. "Send Wu Shijiu to Yuanling" The Tang Dynasty King Changling's Yuanjiang River flows to Chenyang, and the road to meet Jun's post at the mouth of the river is long. Who knows that when he is relegated to a distant place, he expects a thunderstorm, and next year's spring water will return home. 8. Poems about homesickness
Boating in Guazhou
Wang Anshi
Between Jingkou and Guazhou, there are only a few mountains between Zhongshan and Guazhou.
The spring breeze is green again on the south bank of the river. When will the bright moon shine on me again?
Early trip to Shangshan
Starting in the morning to march for the Duo, the traveler mourns his hometown. The sound of chickens is heard in Maodian, and the frost is everywhere in Banqiao.
The oak leaves have fallen on the mountain road, and the orange flowers are shining brightly on the post wall. Thinking of Du Ling's dream, the wild geese filled the pond.
Crossing the Han River
Questions of the Song Dynasty
The audio book outside the Ling Dynasty is broken, passing through winter, summer and spring.
I am even more timid when I am close to my hometown and dare not ask anyone.
Thoughts on a Quiet Night
Li Bai
The bright moonlight in front of the bed is suspected to be frost on the ground.
Look up at the bright moon and lower your head to think about your hometown.
At the foot of Cibeigu Mountain
Wangwan
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, and Jiang Chun is entering the old year.
Where can I find the hometown book? It is near Yanluoyang.
Reminiscing about Shandong Brothers on September 9th
Wang Wei
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, and there is one less person planting dogwood trees everywhere.
The hotel is sleepless under the cold light, and the guests' hearts are filled with sadness.
I miss my hometown tonight, and I will see another year of frost on my temples tomorrow.
Yellow Crane Tower
Cui Hao
People in the past had gone there by Yellow Crane, and the Yellow Crane Tower was vacant here.
The yellow crane will never return, and the white clouds will remain empty for thousands of years.
There are Hanyang trees in Qingchuan and Parrot Island with luxuriant grass.
Where is the country gate at dusk? The misty waves on the river make people sad.
Qi Zhongzuo
Cen Shen
Walking westward, I want to reach the sky. I leave home and see the full moon twice;
I don’t know what to do tonight. Staying here? Pingsha is thousands of miles away from people.
Hearing that the army was taking back Henan and Hebei
Du Fu
Suddenly it was heard outside the sword that they were taking over Jibei. When I first heard about it, my clothes were filled with tears.
But seeing where his wife was worried, she filled the book with poetry and she was filled with joy.
During the day, you have to sing and drink, and you can return home with your youth.
That is to say, it passes through Wu Gorge from Ba Gorge and then goes down to Xiangyang to Luoyang.
Returning to Hometown Puppet Book
He Zhizhang
When the young boy left home and his eldest brother returned home, his local pronunciation did not change and his hair on his temples faded.
Children who don’t recognize each other laugh and ask where the guest is from.
Tianjingsha·Autumn Thoughts
Ma Zhiyuan
Withered vines and old trees, dim crows,
Small bridges and flowing water, people’s houses,
The ancient road is westerly and thin.
The sun sets in the west,
The heartbroken people are at the end of the world. 9. About the Complete Collection of Ancient Poems about Homesickness
About the Ancient Poems about Homesickness
1. "Thoughts on a Quiet Night" by Li Bai of the Tang Dynasty
2. "Written on a Big Night" by Gao Gao of the Tang Dynasty Suitable
3. "Occasionally Returning to Hometown" by He Zhizhang of the Tang Dynasty
4. "Sending Rain to the North at Night" by Li Shangyin of the Tang Dynasty
5. "Boasting the Boat Melon" Continent" by Wang Anshi of the Song Dynasty
6. "Reminiscing about Shandong Brothers on September 9th" by Wang Wei of the Tang Dynasty
7. "Thoughts of Autumn on Tianjingsha" by Ma Zhiyuan of the Yuan Dynasty
8. "Yin Yu" by Bai Juyi, Tang Dynasty
9. "Cold Food in Guests" by Li Zhong, Tang Dynasty
10. "Autumn Thoughts on the Bank of the River" by Du Xunhe, Tang Dynasty
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13. "Homesickness in the Mountains in Winter" by Zhou He of the Tang Dynasty
14. "Autumn View of the Old City of Yunmeng" by Rong Yu, Tang Dynasty
15. "Apricot Blossoms in Hometown" by Sikong Tu, Tang Dynasty
16. "Jiang River" "Missing Hometown" by Wei Zhuang of the Tang Dynasty
17. "Looking from afar" by Yuan Zhen of the Tang Dynasty
18. "Poems of He Sanxiang" by Gao Qu of the Tang Dynasty
19. "Homesickness" by Xue Tao of the Tang Dynasty
20. "Under the Cibeigu Mountain" by Wangwan of the Tang Dynasty 10. Poems describing homesickness
Nostalgia in poetry
1. You come from your hometown. You should know about your hometown.
Will the winter plum blossoms bloom in front of the beautiful window tomorrow? (Wang Wei's "Miscellaneous Poems")
2. When the young boy left home and his elder brother returned home, his local pronunciation remained unchanged and his hair on his temples faded.
Children don’t recognize each other, and they laugh and ask where the guest comes from. "He Zhizhang's "Returning to Hometown Occasionally")
3. The sound of the book outside the Ling Dynasty ends, and the winter returns to the beginning of spring.
I am even more timid when I am close to my hometown and dare not ask anyone. "Crossing the Han River" in Song Dynasty)
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, and Jiang Chun is entering the old year.
Where can I find the hometown book? It is near Yanluoyang. (Wang Wan's "Under the Cibeigu Mountain")
5. I am only seven days old and have been away from home for two years.
When people return home after the wild geese, their thoughts are in front of the flowers. (Xue Daoheng's "People Think About Home")
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's "Quiet Night Thoughts"
7. Whose jade flute is flying in the dark, and the spring breeze is scattered all over Luo City.
Hearing the broken willows in this nocturne, who can't remember the sentiments of his hometown. ( Li Bai's "Listening to the Flute in Luocheng on a Spring Night")
8. It's already frosty when I stay in Bingzhou, and I remember Xianyang day and night.
I cross the Sanggan River for no reason, but I hope that Bingzhou is my hometown. . (Liu Zao's "Lv Ci Shuofang")
9. The drums interrupt the people's 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 army was not suspended.
(Du Fu's "Remembering My Brother on a Moonlit Night")