Poems about beautiful hometown

1. Praise hometown poems (1) except writing [Tang] at night.

The cold light in the hotel stayed alone and didn't sleep, and the guest turned sad.

My hometown is thinking thousands of miles tonight, and it is another year of the Ming Dynasty.

(2) Home [Tang] Du Mu

The child held hands and asked, why don't you come back? * * * Who is fighting for time to win sideburns?

(3) Homesickness [Song] Li Gou

People say that the place where the sun sets is the horizon. I try to look at the horizon, but I can't see my home.

Castle Peak is being influenced by Castle Peak, which covers my sight. Twilight, Castle Peak.

[4] Yuan Kai [Ming] Letter

The river is three thousand miles long, and there are fifteen letters from home. There is nothing else between me, just telling me to go back to my hometown as soon as possible.

5] See the mountain with Master Haochu to send relatives and friends to Jinghua [Tang] Dai Shulun.

The sharp mountain by the sea is like a sword, and Qiu Lai cuts his heart everywhere.

How can we turn this body into tens of millions, scattered to the heads of state's homes to see!

[6] Yan Wen [Tang] Wei Wuying

Where is your hometown? It's leisurely to think about it. Autumn night in Huainan, the high house smells wild geese coming.

(7) Miscellaneous Poems (Wang Wei)

You have just come from our hometown, and we must understand the world. When you pass by my window, are plum blossoms blooming?

Inscription on the wall of Dayu Shanbei Inn (Song Wenzhi)

Nanfeiyan is on the cloudy moon, turning back here, just this month. Birds don't enter, but I don't travel far to Lingnan. I don't know when, when can I return home?

The tide receded, the river rippled quietly, the forest was dark and malaria was scattered. Tomorrow I will climb to the top of the mountain and look north at my hometown, or I can see the red berries on the top of the mountain.

(9) Farewell a friend at Jingmen Ferry (Li Bai)

Sail from Jingmen Ferry, and soon you will be with southerners. At the end of the mountain range and the beginning of the plain, the river winds through the wilderness.

The moon rises like a mirror, and the sea clouds twinkle like palaces. The water brings you the feeling of home and makes your boat travel 300 miles.

⑽ "Moonlit Nights" (Du Fu)

A vagrant heard drums heralding battle, and geese sang 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. Delivering books is often late. What can we expect in the war? .

⑾ Farewell (Sui folk songs)

Willow green hangs down to the ground, and flowers are long and sultry.

The wicker folding ruler flies away. Will pedestrians come back?

⑿ Looking at the bright moon for fifteen nights (Wang Jian)

There are crows in Bai Shu and osmanthus in Coody Leng in the atrium.

I don't know who Qiu Si will meet tonight.

[13] When meeting a messenger who went to the capital.

The distance from the east home is very long, and the tears are wet and the sleeves are still flowing.

I'll meet you immediately, without paper and pen. Please tell my family that I'm safe.

[14] Xiuzi (Lu You)

I know that when I die, everything on earth has nothing to do with me. But the only thing that hurts me is that I failed to see the reunification of the motherland.

Therefore, when the great Song Jun team recaptures the Central Plains, you will hold a home banquet ceremony. Don't forget to tell me the good news!

⒂ the pride of the fisherman (Fan Zhongyan)

The scenery in Qiu Lai is different. The wild geese in Hengyang go unnoticed and ring all around. Thousands of miles away, the long smoke closes.

A glass of turbid wine is Wan Li's home, but Ran Yan hasn't come home yet. The pipe strength is covered with frost. People don't sleep, and the general has white hair and tears.

Showing a Chemei boat crossing Wujiang River (Jie Jiang).

A piece of spring worries about wine. The boat on the river rocked and the curtain moved upstairs. Du Qiuniang and Tainiang Bridge. The wind is floating and the rain is falling.

When will you go home to wash the guest robes? The silver word is the tone, and the heart word is the fragrance. Time can easily throw people away. Cherry is red and banana is green.

⒄ Tianjin Sha Qiu Si (Ma Zhiyuan)

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.

⒅ Prison Theme Wall (Tan Sitong)

Desperate to stop thinking about James Zhang, he endured death and treated Dugan for a while.

My smile goes from the horizontal knife to the sky and stays in the liver and gallbladder.

Chapter of Trick (Tan Sitong)

Everything in the world has reached the spring sorrow, and now I cry to the pale ghost.

Forty million people shed tears together. Where is China at the end of the world?

2. The poems describing the beautiful scenery of hometown should be 1 and "The Pride of Fisherman Qiu Si".

Song Dynasty: Fan Zhongyan

The scenery in Qiu Lai is different, and Hengyang Goose is unknown. Around, the sound of the horn sounded, thousands of miles away, and the long smoke closed.

A glass of turbid wine is Wan Li's home, but Ran Yan hasn't come home yet. Qiang tube covered with frost, people do not sleep. The general was white-haired and in tears.

The border scenery in autumn is completely different, and the geese flying to Hengyang have no nostalgia. From all directions, the wailing of the border earth sounded with the horn, in the mountains. Twilight is heavy, the mountains are setting, and the gates of the isolated city are closed.

After drinking a cup of old wine, I miss my hometown thousands of miles away and have a lot of thoughts. Thinking of the uneven border and unfinished business, I don't know when I can return to my hometown. The flute of Qiang people is melodious, and first frost is everywhere. It was late at night, and the soldiers couldn't sleep. The generals and soldiers were stained white by frost and snow, so they had to cry silently.

2. Letters from the capital

Ming Dynasty: Yuan Kai

The river is three thousand miles long, and there are fifteen letters from home.

There is nothing else between me, just telling me to go back to my hometown as soon as possible.

The river is three thousand miles long, and there are fifteen lines of letters from home. There is nothing else between the lines, just telling me to go back to my hometown as soon as possible.

3. "Show it to children"

Song dynasty: Lu you

I know that when I die, everything on earth has nothing to do with me. But the only thing that hurts me is that I failed to see the reunification of the motherland.

Therefore, when the great Song Jun team recaptures the Central Plains, you will hold a home banquet ceremony. Don't forget to tell me the good news!

I know that when I die, everything in the world has nothing to do with me; But the only thing that makes me sad is that I didn't see the reunification of the motherland with my own eyes. So, don't forget to tell your father the good news when Song Jun recovers the lost land in the Central Plains and you hold a family sacrifice!

4. Qiu Deng Wu Jiangjun Temple View

Tang Dynasty: Liu Changqing

The dilapidated vegetation has withered, and the autumn scenery has aroused my homesickness.

Monastery in the wilderness, fewer pedestrians, waterproof ghost more profound.

The sunset clings to the old city, and the clear sound echoes in the empty forest.

The sentimental south recalls the past, and only the Yangtze River has flowed since ancient times.

The dilapidated vegetation of the ancient terraces has withered, and the autumn colors have aroused my homesickness. In the wilderness, there are few pedestrians in the temple, and it is even deeper to see Yunfeng separated by water. The setting sun slowly sets against the old city, and the empty forest echoes the sound. The Southern Dynasties were full of melancholy, and only the Yangtze River has flowed from ancient times to the present.

5. Farewell friends at Jingmen Ferry

Tang Dynasty: Li Bai

Sail from Jingmen Ferry, and soon you will be with southerners.

At the end of the mountain range and the beginning of the plain, the river winds through the wilderness.

The moon rises like a mirror, and the sea clouds twinkle like palaces.

The water brings you the feeling of home and makes your boat travel 300 miles.

Travel far by boat, passing through Jingmen to Chu's hometown. Castle Peak gradually disappears, and Ye Ping stretches as far as the eye can see. The Yangtze River surges and flows into the vast wasteland. The moon reflects the river, just like flying a mirror tomorrow; Clouds turned into blue sky, creating a mirage. The water in my hometown is reluctant to part with me, and Wan Li sent me boating not far away.

3. Praise the poems in my hometown. The years in Taoyuan are cold and my hometown is idle.

In the cold night, this yearning went to the Woods and farmland. Holding corn stalks, playing hide-and-seek and playing stubborn children.

The north wind blows, the snow floats and the music is long. At the foot of Langya Mountain is my hometown and my cradle.

Shili Golden Beach, Shili Peach Blossom Garden. Wind and rain, how many years? The hardest thing to forget, in the summer vacation: catching cicadas in the shade.

In the pond: playing with each other and picking lotus. Seaside: facing the stormy waves, sailing and swinging fishing boats.

In the fishing song: at night, don't think about it. How much hope is there in the dream? Looking at my hometown, I feel very cordial.

The scenery in my hometown is good and the water in my hometown is sweet. When is the triumph? 3. In the small mountain village of Yangqiling, chickens and dogs hear each other.

Get dressed and drive Chai Men. Welcome guests and invite old friends.

Spring breeze is a good time among birds and flowers. Singing ancient poems, guqin and stringed instruments.

Sit by the window and enjoy that piece, blue sky and white clouds. The mountain stream is clear and the pine forest is on the slope.

There are sheep far and near. Although in the afternoon, there was no meritorious military service.

At the foot of Shu Mountain, be a civilian. A game of chess, a cup of tea, ancient and modern, Qin Shihuang.

Accompanied by singing, you don't worry about Tao or poverty. How much affection? How much hate? Do not keep it.

The world is colorful, so why pursue it? China is beautiful, where is it not fascinating? This feeling is the purest. There is a little cold light in the broken study.

How many years? Never forget that hometown, that village. Whenever, go back to the old days, go back to the barren land.

Always accompany me: write about Kyushu and write about Sifang. One night, I once wrote a river of poems and songs.

Brilliant and exquisite. How many medals are still treasured.

Nowadays, the guests under the lamp have been ignored and disappeared, young lang. A pot of wine, drunk on the road.

The most desolate, lonely, go to heaven, tell the truth. May the future of our generation be more brilliant.

Looking at the sky, looking at lofty sentiments: still unrestrained. Where the iron pen is waved, the wind and waves are raging and every sentence is sung.

Nine, Qinyuan Chunsi 1. Away from the clear clouds, the grass is green, the river is curved and the path is long. Birds fly by under the blue sky and white clouds.

Summer color is not strong, rice and wheat are yellow. In the faint wind, there were bursts of songs and several scholars were walking.

In the field, the sunset glow was sent away and the sunrise was ushered in. The memory of a primary school taught me to sail from now on.

Although the ends of the earth, this feeling is unforgettable. Despite all the disasters, I'm still crazy.

Raise the sails, ride the wind and waves, and then nurture the pillars of ten thousand generations. During the journey, it was in full swing and radiant.

At the beginning of the river trip, it was cold and drizzling, raining and snowing, and the night was long. One is under the blue wall, and the other is at the desk.

Tears welled up in my eyes and sadness was faint. A piece of paper is hard to sue and has been scattered for many years. The cuckoo is crowing outside the window.

Wake up, my hometown dream, my missing. Stroll through the fisherman's yard and ask when the bright moon will follow. Since there is love, why not? Tears streaming down her face, how many poems are there? There are waves in my ears. Who is the river sobbing for? How much did the waves wash away? A hero.

3. Gu Song Louyue spits turbid wine, sings a song of Long song, and celebrates the Mid-Autumn Festival. Clouds break the moon, and the residual flowers make a shadow, which is relatively silent and autumn.

All kinds of difficulties go with the wind. Why must we face the sky like a fire? When the song is not finished, I sigh that the river flows, and the sun and the moon fly like a shuttle. The past is gone forever. How many omnipotent guests are there? Who can tell right from wrong? A few degrees in the spring and autumn, how much hate.

Walking through the castle peak, the scenery remains the same, and then looking for Li Bo in Panasonic, everyone is gone, leaving only an old song. 4. Danxia's visit to Pang Luohua is intentional, and the water is ruthless and the years are long.

I hate the size of the world, the sea of people, and no one shares my joys and sorrows. It's a long story Learn to be a singer and ask seagulls to heaven.

Why? Teenagers have become, white-haired old people? It's hard to raise a glass and hate shame when you get drunk. Although the iceberg is deep, the volcano runs.

But the world says: a barren hill. Wind, frost, rain and snow, silent for thousands of years, I do not know when to roar? Under heaven, for ordinary people, drive away the cold autumn.

References:

"Three hundred Poems", author: White jade years have been cold, hometown slack. In the cold night, this yearning went to the Woods and farmland.

Holding corn stalks, playing hide-and-seek and playing stubborn children. The north wind blows, the snow floats and the music is long.

At the foot of Langya Mountain is my hometown and my cradle. Shili Golden Beach, Shili Peach Blossom Garden.

Wind and rain, how many years? The hardest thing to forget, in the summer vacation: catching cicadas in the shade. In the pond: playing with each other and picking lotus.

Seaside: facing the stormy waves, sailing and swinging fishing boats. In the fishing song: at night, don't think about it.

How much hope is there in the dream? Looking at my hometown, I feel very cordial. The scenery in my hometown is good and the water in my hometown is sweet.

When is the triumph? References:

Jiaonan Jade Peony Painting Academy

4. Remembering my brother on a moonlit night, an ancient poem praising the beauty of my hometown.

Du Fu

The drums of the defenders cut off people's communication, and a lonely goose was singing in autumn in the frontier.

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.

Bodhisattva Wei Zhuang

Everyone says that Jiangnan is good, and tourists should stay in Jiangnan until they are old.

The spring water is greener than the sky, so tourists can sleep on the boat listening to the rain.

The women selling wine in Jiangnan restaurant are all very beautiful, and their arms exposed when selling wine are as white as snow.

Don't go home when the light is not fading. It must be extremely sad to go home.

Yi Jiangnan Bai Juyi

The scenery in Jiangnan is very beautiful, and the picturesque scenery has long been familiar. When spring comes, the sun rises from the river, the flowers on the river are brighter than red, and the green river is greener than the blue grass. How can we make people not miss Jiangnan?

5. 10 Poem praising hometown, hometown is modern: Mr. Wen Yiduo, sir, where are you going? What can you do if you are in such a hurry? I want to see if my hometown is still there; I'm leaving. I'm going back to Wangtianhu.

I want to see if there is a Bai Bo in the middle of the lake, green waves in rice fields and sparrows playing martial arts on bamboo branches. Sir, sir, the world is so novel. If you don't wander around here, where do you want to go? I want to visit my hometown, I have my troubles; I want to see the crake hatching eggs in the paddy field. Pigeon's feet are printed on the mud. The white clouds on the mountain change several times a minute. Swallows fly to the family hall to report good news. Sir, sir, I advise you not to go home; Only the life of traveling far away is free in the world.

The heart of a wanderer is a remnant monument eroded by wind and frost, and the handwriting of his hometown has already been spread on the monument. Oh, I want to go home, I want to go home soon, I want to listen to the sound of the waterwheel outside the door all day, and then I will receive music from my hometown in my heart. Sir, sir, why are you going home? There is a lot of brilliance and wisdom in the world.

You don't know that there is a lovely lake in my hometown. Half of the blue sky is immersed in the lake all year round. There are rabbits foraging at dusk and dogs that don't chase rabbits by the lake. I want to see if there is such a thing now. Sir, sir, I can't understand you more and more. Why on earth do you want to go home? I want to see how many thorns still grow in the water chestnut in my hometown. I want to see how many filaments are in a lotus root. I want to see if my hometown knows me. I want to see how many new stone tablets have been added to the tomb hill. There are still flowering bamboos in my backyard.

2, "A Journey to the Sauvignon Blanc Mountain" Qing: A journey to Nalanxing Deshan, a journey to the water, and a thousand 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.

Explain in vernacular Chinese: The soldiers kept marching towards Shanhaiguan. The night is already deep, and lights are on in thousands of tents.

It's windy and snowy outside, which wakes up the soldiers in their sleep and reminds them of their hometown. How warm and quiet my hometown is, how can there be such a roaring wind and the noise of flying snowflakes? 3,' hometown praise' modern: moonlight how bright at home! It is a little red in the Central Plains, and the water in my hometown is sweet.

Give birth to me and raise me, this country. Even though today is gone, I still miss the taste of the past.

You are a mother, but you are older than your mother. Looking forward to my home with warm arms.

Wandering, how eager, that beautiful place. I especially remember that the grove was my childhood world.

Even if my hometown is prosperous. It's not worth a cup of light tea in my hometown.

4, "Going to Hometown" Author: Zhou Jianchao went to his hometown and let a bee wake up his childhood memories. Country roads are the nerve endings of hometown, and only a gentle step will awaken hometown.

Go back to your hometown, take a scarab and straighten the old house that fell to one side. Put a few bundles of ideas in the stove and burn them into smoke.

Go to your hometown, hold a cicada and comb the autumn wind in the past. Put a few baskets of past events in a stone mortar and turn them into moonlight.

Go to your hometown, roll a snow, and pile it up like a childhood. Pour a few happy events into a big bowl and drink the dream of touching my loved ones in the coming year, but I miss you deeply in the distance.

5, "Hometown" Author: Yunnan Aneng Hometown, you are my palm, you put me inside, I am warm. Hometown, you are the back of your hand. You hold me close to the sun, and I have a beam of light.

My hometown, you are my mother, giving me a strange life. Hometown, you should be safe and wish you good health.

6, "Hometown" Author: Lushan people look at the ridges on both sides of Gansu, along the dirt road on the overgrown dam, and come to the end is their hometown-Suojiazhuang. There are several old elms standing at the entrance of the village, guarding the descendants of the village like old people.

Several old houses in broken walls can be seen in the middle of the village, recording the long years of the village. This is my childhood paradise. About a few partners, in groups of three or five, played hide-and-seek and skipped over the house to catch crickets. Their simple smiles were full of innocence.

In winter, the old people sit here with their sleeves in the sun. In summer night, the women give up dinner and gather here to enjoy the cool and talk about the interesting things in the village. Today, 30 years later, it is still the hot homeland in my heart.

"He knows that the dew will be frost tonight, and how bright the moonlight is at home!" It's another Spring Festival reunion. Carrying the expectations of my family, I set foot on the last bus home.

7, "Love the motherland and love my hometown more" Modern: I am pale yellow, even if my heart goes with it, the surging Yellow River water in the northern land twists and turns; My soul is stirring to pursue the stormy waters of the Yangtze River in the hot land of the South China and go straight to the East China Sea. They are a golden flash on the coast where China people live, and the two sides are the paradise they yearn for.

Suddenly look up, the motherland is good. Bow your head and be happy, the hometown is beautiful.

At the foot is the holy land I am pursuing, and I suddenly look back. Love the motherland, but also love my hometown.

The years flow quietly, along the road of time. The motherland is thriving, recalling the past and being a romantic figure through the ages.

Look at the present, be a hero. I'm happy to walk on the country road, so? You will know the paradise of flowers and birds when you are in the Rhododendron. Walk into the grass sea and feel the tranquility of the sea; The rising sun climbed from the sacred mountain, and countless willow branches danced with the sea; Deep homesickness, who are you drunk with? Who wrote the rural folk songs? Standing in the breeze, I can feel the fragrance of green trees and weeds. Spring blossoms for an instant, and it is infinitely warm. All the country roads extend in all directions.

A piece of green forest dresses up my hometown, and I suddenly feel that the sword of leaning on heaven has pierced the sky, loving my motherland and my hometown more. 8. "Missing Hometown" is modern: a little red and green rice fields that are rare in the Central Plains. The quiet frogs in the middle of the night and the whispering of autumn insects used to be beautiful voices. Every March, orange flowers are everywhere, attracting countless bees and butterflies. I like to see the rainbow on the horizon after the rain in my hometown, and the fish are happy to drift with the tide. I was fascinated by the warm embrace of my childhood parents and the lovely smiling faces of my childhood partners.

9, "Hometown Beauty" Modern: Xu Sheng's sweetest hometown water, the most beautiful is the local accent. Sweet water and beautiful local accent-better than nectar and nectar, just like Yue Xian on earth! Wandering around the world alone.

10, "Hometown" Modern: Xu Sheng My hometown is in that beautiful place. The pine trees all over the mountain are like a green ocean with lush foliage.

6. A beautiful hometown poet is the beauty of hometown.

The water in my hometown is sweet.

The moon is the circle of my hometown.

With my hometown, I can compare with the outside world.

Yesterday, I left, and the willows were reluctant; I want to come today, it's raining->

Mourning, Danggui in the distance —— Folk Songs of Han Yuefu >

Humayi North Wind, Crossing the South Branch of Bird's Nest —— Nineteen Ancient Poems by Han

But how many loves have left nothing to grow and won three spring rays-Don Meng Jiao >

Now, approaching my village and meeting people, I dare not ask a question-Tang Song Wen Zhi >

You people from my old country, tell me what happened there! When you passed my window, was the plum blossom Han Mei in full bloom? -Tang Wang Wei >

The foot of my bed is shining with such bright light. Is it frosty already? Looking up, I found that it was moonlight and sank again, and I suddenly remembered home-Don Li Bai >

Where is your hometown? Unless you are drunk, forget it-Song Liqingzhao >

Miss your relatives more during the festive season-Tang Wangwei >

Looking forward to the full moon tonight, I don't know who Qiu Si will fall into-Don Wang Jian >

Everyone feels strange in a foreign language, but they hate the sound of singing birds like an ancient mountain-Don Sikong Tu >

Only the lake is reflected in front of the door, and the spring breeze does not change the old waves-Tang He Zhang Zhi >

Young people leave home, old people return, and the local accent remains the same. -Tang He Zhangzhi >

He knows that the dew will be frost tonight, and how bright the moonlight is at home! -Tang Du Fu >;

7. What are the poems praising hometown? 1. He knows that the dew will be frost tonight, and how bright the moonlight is at home! . -Du Fu's Moonlight Remembering My Brother

Interpretation: Starting from tonight, entering the Millennium solar terms, the moon in my hometown is still the brightest.

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

Interpretation: Only the clear lake water in front of the mirror lake ripples in a circle under the spring breeze, just like it did more than 50 years ago.

The spring in Luoyang is good, and the talents in Luoyang are old in other places. _-Wei Zhuang's Bodhisattva Man

Interpretation: In Luoyang City, spring is beautiful and charming. However, I am a prodigal son, but I can only wander in different places and die of old age.

4. The mountains and rivers of ancient countries and the bosom of ancient gardens are all steps that Rainbow can climb. What is the most negative, makeup mirror, good country, why travel at this time! -Review of "A Red Calyx, Feeling in Penglai Pavilion"

Commentary: But now I miss the mountains and rivers in my hometown, just the sadness of Rainbow's going upstairs. It is a pity that Qin Wangshan is like a beautiful beauty, making up and washing the mirror lake. Jiangshan is so beautiful, but it is ravaged by other people's hands. Why do you revisit your old place at this time?

The willow looks like silk at first glance, so the garden is in late spring. -Nalan Xingde's "Bodhisattva Man, Ask Why You Stay"

Interpretation: the willows in the north are like filaments, and the home is past the end of March.

Yan Ge is still flying, and the horses are green. -Li Yi's "Xia Sai Quwo"

Interpretation: In the endless song of the heroic geese, the geese flying from the border pass spread their wings and the grazing horses barked. Spring has come and the grass on the ground has turned green.

7. Homesickness is unbearable. Orange pomelo, who wants to pay attention to Wang Sun when traveling? -TanYongzhi's Autumn of Xiangjiang River in Rain

Interpretation: Homesickness is unbearable, and seeing orange pomelo is more sad. Wandering in a foreign land, such as being abandoned in Shan Ye, is not valued.

8. Hu Die dreamer Wan Li and Zi Guizhi were late at night last month. -Tu "Spring Festival Evening"

Interpretation: I slept in love love love and saw my hometown thousands of miles away. It was late at night when I woke up, and the cuckoo was singing in the branches.

9. When the wind changes and the snow changes, the dream of breaking the heart of my hometown fails, so there is no such voice in my hometown. -Nalan Xingde's "Sauvignon Blanc, A Journey to a Mountain Residence"

Interpretation: It's late at night, it's snowing outside the tent, and Melissa Zhou's voice makes people unable to sleep. The author is homesick and lonely, and can't help feeling resentful: Why is there no such disturbing voice in his hometown?

10. Being a stranger alone in a foreign land, I miss my family twice every holiday. -Wang Wei's "Holidays in the Mountains Think of Shandong Brothers"/Memories of Jiuri Mountain East Brothers in September.

Interpretation: A person is far away from home and can't reunite with his family. He misses his distant relatives every Double Ninth Festival.

8. What poems describe the beauty of hometown? 1. The cold light in the hotel is not sleeping alone, but what makes the guests feel sad. My hometown is thinking thousands of miles tonight, and it is another year of the Ming Dynasty.

People say that sunset is the end of the world. Castle Peak is being influenced by Castle Peak, which covers my sight. Twilight, Castle Peak.

The river is three thousand miles long and there are fifteen lines of letters from home. There is nothing else between me, just telling me to go back to my hometown as soon as possible.

The mountain by the sea is like a sword, and Qiu Lai cuts his heart everywhere. How can we turn this body into tens of millions, scattered to the heads of state's homes to see!

5. Being a stranger alone in a foreign land, I miss my relatives more often during the festive season. When I think of my brothers' bodies climbing high, I will feel a little regret for not being able to reach me.

6. Sail from Jingmen Ferry, and soon you will be with southerners. At the end of the mountain range and the beginning of the plain, the river winds through the wilderness. The moon rises like a mirror, and the sea clouds twinkle like palaces. The water brings you the feeling of home and makes your boat travel 300 miles.

7. Spring grass grows in the head of Baidicheng, and Baiyanshan goes down to Qingjiang. Southerners come up to sing a song, but northerners don't come up to be nostalgic.

8. I didn't know everything was empty until I died, but I was sad to see Kyushu. Therefore, when the great Song Jun team recaptures the Central Plains, you will hold a home banquet ceremony. Don't forget to tell me the good news!

9. The grass withered yesterday, but it is green today, which makes people homesick again. I dreamed of going home at night, and it was already dawn before I got to Tonglu.

10. Far from home, winter goes and spring comes, and I am eager to get news. The closer I get to my hometown, the more timid I am, afraid to inquire about people from home.

9. What poems describe the beauty of hometown? Except at night, don.

The cold light in the hotel stayed alone and didn't sleep, and the guest turned sad.

My hometown is thinking thousands of miles tonight, and it is another year of the Ming Dynasty.

2, "Home" Tang Du Mu

The child held hands and asked, why don't you come back? * * * Who is fighting for time to win sideburns?

3. Song Ligou in Homesickness

People say that the place where the sun sets is the horizon. I try to look at the horizon, but I can't see my home.

Castle Peak is being influenced by Castle Peak, which covers my sight. Twilight, Castle Peak.

The letter from Shi Jing was written by Yuan Kai.

The river is three thousand miles long, and there are fifteen letters from home. There is nothing else between me, just telling me to go back to my hometown as soon as possible.

5, "Hao Chu sees the mountain with the Lord to send friends to Jinghua" Liu Tang Zongyuan

The sharp mountain by the sea is like a sword, and Qiu Lai cuts his heart everywhere.

How can we turn this body into tens of millions, scattered to the heads of state's homes to see!

6, "Yan Wen" Tang Wei Wu Ying

Where is your hometown? It's leisurely to think about it. Autumn night in Huainan, the high house smells wild geese coming.

7, "Miscellaneous Poems" Tang

You have just come from our hometown, and we must understand the world. When you pass by my window, are plum blossoms blooming?

8. "Thinking of my Shandong brother on vacation in the mountains" Tang.

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.

9, "Jingmen Ferry Farewell Friends" Tang Libai

Sail from Jingmen Ferry, and soon you will be with southerners. At the end of the mountain range and the beginning of the plain, the river winds through the wilderness.

The moon rises like a mirror, and the sea clouds twinkle like palaces. The water brings you the feeling of home and makes your boat travel 300 miles.

10, "Moonlight Billion My Boy" Tang Du Fu

A vagrant heard drums heralding battle, and geese sang 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. Delivering books is often late. What can we expect in the war? .

1 1, climb the mountain in autumn to see the Changqingtai Temple of General Wu.

The dilapidated vegetation has withered, and the autumn scenery has aroused my homesickness. There are few people in the wild temple, and the clouds are separated by water.

The sunset clings to the old city, and the clear sound echoes in the empty forest. Southern dynasties, what's left? , today alone in the Yangtze River.

12, "Bamboo Branch" Yuxi, Liu Tang

Spring grass grows in the head of Baidicheng, and the Qingjiang River in Sichuan is at the foot of Baiyan Mountain.

Southerners come up to sing a song, but northerners don't come up to be nostalgic.

13 "Yu Chang 'an returns to Yangzhou on September 9th" Sui Jiang Zong

My heart went south, but my body came back from north to south in autumn. How many more chrysanthemums have been planted under the fence in my hometown today?

14, "Xiuzi" Song Luyou

I know that when I die, everything on earth has nothing to do with me. But the only thing that hurts me is that I failed to see the reunification of the motherland.

Therefore, when the great Song Jun team recaptures the Central Plains, you will hold a home banquet ceremony. Don't forget to tell me the good news!

15, the pride of the fisherman Song Fan Zhongyan

The scenery in Qiu Lai is different. The wild geese in Hengyang go unnoticed and ring all around. Thousands of miles away, the long smoke closes.

A glass of turbid wine is Wan Li's home, but Ran Yan hasn't come home yet. The pipe strength is covered with frost. People don't sleep, and the general has white hair and tears.

16, "Missing in Jiangnan" Tang Fanggan

The grass withered yesterday, but it is green today, which makes people homesick again. I dreamed of going home at night, and it was already dawn before I got to Tonglu.

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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.

18, "Crossing the River" in Tang Song.

Away from home, winter goes and spring comes, and I am eager to get news. The closer I get to my hometown, the more timid I am, afraid to inquire about people from home.

19, "Stagnant Rain" Tang Li Shangyin

It's a long night in the rain, and the lights are lonely. My hometown is full of clouds and water, which is not suitable for Qiu Meng.

20. "Send Wu Jiujiu to Yuanling" Changling

The Yuanjiang River flows to the morning sun, and Xikou meets you far away.

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