(Meng Haoran's "Sleeping in Jiande River") 2. But I looked home, and the twilight was gathering? The river is shrouded in mist, which brings people deep melancholy. (Cui Hao's Yellow Crane Tower) 3. On a frosty night, Jiang Feng sleeps by fishing and fire.
(Zhang Ji's a night-mooring near maple bridge) 4. The mighty sorrows and sorrows are slanting in the daytime, and the whip refers to the horizon. (Gong Zizhen's Ji Hai Miscellaneous Poems) 5. Cutting is always confusing and worrying, especially the general taste in my heart.
(Li Wei, "Hui Huan") 6. Where are my wife and son? There is not a trace of sadness on their faces. However, I packed my books and poems crazily. (Du Fu: "The banks of the Yellow River were recaptured by the imperial army") 7. A drizzling rain falls like tears on the Mourning Day; The mourner's heart is going to break on his way.
(Du Mu's Tomb-Sweeping Day) 8. Mochow has no confidant in the road ahead, and no one in the world knows you. (Gao Shi "Biedongda") 9. The sand sea is deep with the ice, the clouds are gloomy, and Wan Li is condensed.
(Cen Can: Farewell to Tian Shuji Wu's Home in a Song of Snow) 10. How much sadness can you have? Like a river flowing eastward. (Yu Meiren of Li Yu) 1 1. A glass of turbid wine is Wan Li's destination, but Ran Yan is not happy.
The pipe strength is covered with frost. People don't sleep, and the general has white hair and tears.
(Fan Zhongyan: The Pride of the Fisherman) 12. I'm worried that the bright moon will follow you until Yelangxi. (Li Bai: "I heard that Wang Changling moved to the left and bid far") 13. The bright moon does not return to the blue sea, and the white clouds are full of sadness.
(Li Bai's Crying at the Clear Balance) 14. But since the water is still flowing, even though we cut it with a sword, sadness will come back, even though we drown them with wine. (Li Bai: Difficult to Go) * Poetry * 1. We said goodbye sadly, and our two officials went in opposite directions.
After all, the world is just a small place. (Farewell the viceroy to his post in Shu) II. Oh, my friend's prince, you left again, and I heard them sigh behind you.
(Li Bai: "Send a friend" 3. The grass turns green again in spring, but what about you, my friend Prince? ? (Bai Juyi: Farewell to Ancient Grass) 4. Weicheng is rainy and dusty, and the guest house is green and willow. Sincerely advise friends to drink a glass of wine, and it is difficult to meet their relatives when they go out to the sun.
(Wang Wei: "Send Yuan Twenty Shi An Xi") 5. Cold rain at night Wu, Fujian in Chushan. (Wang Changling: Farewell to Xin Jian at Furong Inn) 6. Mochow has no confidant in the road ahead, and everyone knows a gentleman.
(Gao Shi: "Not Big") 7. Thousands of feet in Taohuatan is not as good as Wang Lun's. (Li Bai: To Wang Lun) 8. Lonely sails are far away from the blue sky, and only the Yangtze River flows in the sky.
(Li Bai: Farewell to Meng Haoran on the way to Yangzhou) 9. We watched him go east through the wheel tower door, leaving only hoofprint behind him. (Cen Can: Farewell to Tian Shuji Wu's Home in a Song of Snow) 10. Outside Changting, beside the ancient road, the grass is blue.
The evening breeze blows the flute, and the sunset is beyond the mountain. Horizon, a corner of the sea, intimate friends are half scattered.
A ladle of turbid wine makes me happy. Say goodbye to Meng Han tonight. (Li Shutong: Farewell) * The kinship in the poem is 1. The thread in the hand of a kind-hearted mother makes clothes for her wayward son.
Before leaving, I had a stitch for fear that my son would come back late and his clothes would be damaged. Who can say that a filial child like the weak can repay his mother's love like the sunshine in spring?
(Meng Jiao: Wandering Sons) 2. Boil beans and burn beans, and the beans cry in the pot. We are born from the same root, so why should we speculate with each other?
(Cao Zhi: Seven Steps Poetry) 3. My grandfather and mother heard that the woman was coming and went out to help Guo Xiang; As soon as Sister A heard that Sister Mei was coming, she had to cut her red makeup. When I heard my sister coming, I sharpened my knife at pigs and sheep. (Mulan) 4. Although a country is divided, mountains and rivers last forever, and the spring of trees and grass is back.
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.
Twisting with melancholy, scratching my head and thinking, the more I scratch my white hair, I can hardly insert a hairpin. (Du Fu: "Spring Hope") 5. A vagrant hears drums that indicate fighting, and a wild goose sings 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. (Du Fu: Remembering Brothers on a Moonlit Night) 6. Seeing the autumn wind in Luoyang, I want 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. (Zhang Ji: Qiu Si) 7. A lonely stranger in a strange land I am cast, I miss my family all the more on every festive day.
When I think of my brothers' bodies climbing high, I will feel a little regret for not being able to reach me. (Wang Wei: "I think of my brothers in Shandong on vacation in the mountains") 8. Every winter, on the solstice in Handan, there is a lamp holding my knees with me.
If you want to sit at home late at night, you should also talk about travelers. Bai Juyi: "I miss my home on the solstice in winter") 9. The child took the clothes and asked: Why don't you come back? * * * Who is fighting for time to win sideburns? (Du Mu: Going Home) * The homesickness in the poem is 1. You people from my old country, tell me what happened there! .
When you pass by my window, are plum blossoms blooming? (Wang Wei: Miscellaneous Poems) 2. Teenagers leave home, old people return, and the local accent does not change. Where do children come from when they meet strangers? (He: Homecoming Letter) 3. Yin Shu beyond the ridge, winter goes and spring comes.
The closer I get to my hometown, the more timid I am, afraid to inquire about people from home. (Song Wenzhi's 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. ... the night now gives way to the ocean of the sun, and Jiang Chunren was in the old year.
I can finally send my messenger, the wild goose, back to Luoyang. (Wang Wan: a berth at the foot of 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: Everyday Homecoming). 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: Silent Night Thinking) 7. The sound of the darkness of the flute flying into the spring wind filled Los Angeles.
In this nocturne, the willow is broken, and no one can afford to be homesick. (Li Bai: "Smelling the flute in Los Angeles on a Spring Night") 8. In the guest house and Bingzhou, it is already ten first frost, 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: "Traveling 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.
Letters sent to Luoyang city are often not delivered, and wars often do not stop. (Du Fu: Remembering Brothers on a Moonlit Night) 10. In the morning, I began to recruit priests and visit my hometown.
(Wen, "Good Morning Walk") * Friendship in Poetry 1. However, as long as China keeps our friendship, heaven will remain our neighbor. ("Farewell Du to Shu Guan") 2. I advise you to drink one more glass of wine and go out for no reason.
(Wang Wei: "Send Yuan Twenty Shi An Xi") 3. Taohuatan and San thousands of feet are not as good as those in Wang Lun. (Li Bai: To Wang Lun) 4. Lonely sails are far away from the blue sky, and only the Yangtze River flows in the sky.
(Li Bai: Farewell Meng Haoran on the way to Yangzhou) 5. We watched him go east through the wheel tower door, leaving only hoofprint behind him. (Cen Can: "A Song of Snow White Farewell to Tian Shuji Wu's Home") 6. Mochow has no confidant in the road ahead, and everyone knows a gentleman.
(Gao Shi: "Not Big") 7. Cold rain at night, Wu, seeing Fujian off. (Wang Changling: Breaking up with Xin Jian at Furong Inn) 8. Oh, my friend's prince, you left again, and I heard them sigh behind you.
(Li Bai: "Send a friend" 9. The grass turns green again in spring, but what about you, my friend Prince? ? (Bai Juyi: Farewell to Ancient Grass) 10. Affectionate feelings have hurt parting since ancient times, which is even worse than snubbing the clear autumn festival. (Liu Yong: Yulinling) 1 1. We waved goodbye and my horse neighed again and again. (Li Bai: seeing a friend off) 12.
2. What poems are there to express homesickness? 1. Vacation in the mountains reminds me of my brothers in Shandong.
Tang Dynasty: Wang Wei
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.
Translation:
A person who is a stranger in a foreign land misses his relatives twice every festive season.
Imagine that I was the only one with dogwood on my head when my brothers climbed the mountain and looked far today.
Second, a berth at the foot of Beibao Mountain.
Tang Dynasty: Wang Wan
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.
Finally, I can send my messenger, Wild Goose, back to Luoyang.
Translation:
The lush mountains are the way for tourists, and the rippling river is just sailing.
The tide is high, and the water between the two banks is wide, so sail before the wind just hangs the sail high.
The night hasn't faded, and the rising sun has already risen on the river surface of Ran Ran, and the Jiangnan in the old year has the breath of spring.
I don't know when the letter from home will arrive. I hope the geese returning from the north will take it to Luoyang.
Third, Qiu Si.
Tang Dynasty: Zhang Ji
The annual autumn wind blows to Luoyang city, and my wandering son doesn't know how his relatives in his hometown are; Writing a letter to peace has too much to say and I don't know where to start.
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.
Translation:
The autumn wind blows gently in Luoyang, and my thoughts are surging. I want to write a letter to greet peace.
I was worried that I didn't write anything in time, so I opened the envelope again before the messenger was about to leave.
Fourth, Sauvignon Blanc, a mountain city.
Qing Dynasty: Nalan Xingde
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.
Translation:
After wading through mountains and rivers, the soldiers kept heading for Shanhaiguan. The night is already deep, and lights are on in thousands of tents.
Outside the tent, the wind kept blowing, snowflakes kept falling, and the noise shattered the dream of homesickness, but there was no such sound in my hometown thousands of miles away.
Verb (abbreviation for verb) sends friends away 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.
Translation:
I crossed the river by boat to Jingmen, far away, and visited the territory of Chu State during the Warring States Period.
With the emergence of low-level vilen land, mountains gradually disappear, and rivers flow in the endless vilen.
The moon on the river flies from the sky like a mirror, and the clouds form a mirage outside the city.
I still cherish the water from my hometown and the boat that came to see me off in the east not far away.
6. Spring Night in Los Angeles/Spring Night in Luoyang.
Tang Dynasty: Li Bai
Yu Di's dark flying sound scattered into the spring breeze in Los Angeles.
In this nocturne, the willow is broken, and no one can afford to be homesick.
Translation:
Who's exquisite flute secretly sends out melodious flute sound, which flutters with the spring breeze and spreads all over Luoyang.
Who can't help but miss their hometown when they hear the tune of Broken Willow on this night?
Seventh, go to the capital to see the messenger.
Tang Dynasty: Cen Can
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.
Translation:
Looking at Chang 'an's home in the East, the road is long, and the tears of homesickness are hard to dry.
There is no pen and paper to meet you in a hurry, so I have to ask you to take a message to tell me that your family is safe.
Nine, in addition to working at night
Tang dynasty: Gao Shi
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. (Frost Temple: Sorrow Temple)
Translation:
There is a dim light in the hotel, reflecting the lonely guests who can't sleep. Why does the lonely traveler feel sad?
People in my hometown must miss me thousands of miles away tonight; The sideburns have turned gray, and another year will be added tomorrow.
3. "Lotus Inn and Xin Jian Parting" Homesick Poetry 1
Tang Dynasty: Wang Changling
Misty rain enveloped Wu's day overnight; Send you in the morning, lonely and sad in Chushan! Friends, if my friends in Luoyang invite me; Just say I'm still Bing Xin Okho, and stick to my faith!
The cold rain spread all over Wudi River overnight. After seeing you off in the morning, even the hazy distant mountains seemed lonely! When I arrive in Luoyang, if my relatives and friends in Luoyang call me, please tell them that my heart is still as crystal clear and pure as ice in a jade pot!
2. Two return books
Tang Dynasty: He Zhangzhi
Young people leave home, old people return, and the local accent has not changed. When children meet strangers, they will smile and ask where the guests are from.
I have been away from my hometown for many years, and I have been half-dead recently. Only in front of Jinghu Lake, the spring breeze does not change the waves of the past.
I left my hometown when I was young and didn't come back until my twilight years. Although my local accent hasn't changed, my hair on my temples has become sparse. None of the children knew me when they saw me. They asked with a smile, where did this guest come from?
After leaving my hometown for many years, I feel that the personnel in my hometown have changed too much. Only the clear water of Jinghu Lake rippling under the spring breeze in front of the door remains the same.
3. Qiu Si
Tang Dynasty: Zhang Ji
The annual autumn wind blows to Luoyang city, and my wandering son doesn't know how his relatives in his hometown are; Writing a letter to peace has too much to say and I don't know where to start. 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.
The autumn wind blows gently in Luoyang, and my thoughts are surging. I want to write a letter to greet peace. I was worried that I didn't write anything in time, so I opened the envelope again before the messenger was about to leave.
4. Enjoy the first meeting in Lotte Yangzhou.
Tang Dynasty: Liu Yuxi
The mountains were desolate and silent for twenty-three years. People come back. Like people in Michelle, I can only play the flute, and I am disappointed.
On one side of the boat, Qian Fan races; At the head of the sick tree, every year is a spring shower. Today, listen to you sing a song, drink a glass of wine and cheer up.
He was banished to these desolate areas of Bashan and Chushui and spent 23 years in poverty. The old days of remembering old friends and reciting Xiao Fu in vain no longer exist.
There are still thousands of sailboats from Qian Qian passing by the capsized ships; There are thousands of trees thriving in front of the dead trees. After listening to the poem you recited to me today, I can cheer up with this wine for the time being.
5. A berth at the foot of Beibao Mountain.
Tang Dynasty: Wang Wan
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. Finally, I can send my messenger, Wild Goose, back to Luoyang.
The lush mountains are the way for tourists, and the rippling river is just sailing. The tide is high, and the water between the two banks is wide, so sail before the wind just hangs the sail high.
The night hasn't faded, and the rising sun has already risen on the river surface of Ran Ran, and the Jiangnan in the old year has the breath of spring. I don't know when the letter from home will arrive. I hope the geese returning from the north will take it to Luoyang.
4. What are the poems about "homesickness"? 1. A stranger in a foreign land misses his family more on holidays.
When I think of my brothers' bodies climbing high, I will feel a little regret for not being able to reach me. -Wang Wei's "I miss my brothers in Shandong on vacation in the mountains" 2. The foot of my bed is so bright, will it have frosted? .
I looked up at the moon and looked down, feeling nostalgic. -Li Bai's "Silent Night Thinking" 3. The old vines are faint crows, the bridges are flowing, and the ancient roads are thin.
When the sun sets, heartbroken people are at the end of the world. -Ma Zhiyuan's "Tianjingsha Qiu Si" 4. After three months of war, a letter from home is worth a ton of gold.
-Du Fu's "Spring Hope" 5. Bai Shu crows in the atrium and Coody Leng's silent wet osmanthus. I am looking forward to the moon tonight. I don't know whose home Qiu Si is.
-Wang Jian's "15 nights full moon to send Du Langzhong" 6. Seeing the autumn wind in Luoyang, I want 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.
-Zhang Ji's Qiu Si 7. If relatives and friends in Luoyang ask each other, a piece of ice heart is in the jade pot. -Wang Changling's "Parting with Xin Qiji at Furong Inn" 8. He knows that the dew will be frost tonight, and the moonlight at home is so bright! .
-Du Fu's Remembering Brothers on a Moonlit Night 9. The cold light of the hotel does not sleep alone. Why do guests' hearts become sad? My hometown is thinking thousands of miles tonight, and it is another year of the Ming Dynasty. -Gao Shi's "In addition to the Night Work" 10, Qin Shiming, Yue Minghuan, closed, and the Long March did not return.
-Wang Changling's Song of the Fortress 1 1, I just hope that your heart is the same as mine and you won't miss it. -Li Chi Ngai's "Operator, I live at the head of the Yangtze River".
5. Homecoming Book, a poem of ancient poets expressing homesickness.
-Tang Zhangzhi
Teenagers leave home, old people return, and the local accent does not change.
When children meet strangers, they will smile and ask where the guests are from.
"Day crystal sand? Qiu Si "
-Ma Zhiyuan
Old vines, old trees, faint crows
Small bridges and flowing water.
The ancient road and the west wind are thin.
When the sun sets, heartbroken people are at the end of the world.
Hear the night flute from the wall of the birthday box.
-Yi Lee
The sand in front of Lefeng is as white as snow, and the moonlight outside the city is like autumn frost.
I don't know where the bleak reed flute blows and I look at my hometown all night.
Thoughts?in?the?Still?of?the?Night
-Li Bai
The foot of my bed is shining so brightly. Is there frost already?
"I looked up at the moon and looked down, feeling nostalgic."
Guazhou boarding
-Wang Anshi
Guazhou is at the mouth of Beijing, separated by several mountains.
Jiang Nanan spring breeze is green, when will the bright moon shine on me?
Shang shan Zao hang
I began to recruit priests in the morning and felt sorry for my hometown. When a chicken crows at the Maodian Moon, people walk on the Banqiao Frost.
Mistletoe leaves fall on the mountain road, and orange flowers are on the wall of the post. Thinking about Ling Du's dream, Hongyan returned to the pond.
Crossing the Han River
-[Early Tang Dynasty] Song Wenzhi
The sound outside the spine is broken, after winter, summer and spring.
The closer I get to my hometown, the more timid I am, afraid to inquire about people from home.
I miss my hometown Handan at night.
-Bai Juyi
Every winter on the Yi Dan Solstice Day, there is a lamp holding my knees with me.
If you want to sit at home late at night, you should also talk about travelers.
Vacation in the mountains reminds me of my brothers in Shandong.
-Wang Wei
I am a lonely stranger in a strange land, and I miss my family more often during the holidays.
Knowing where my brother climbed, I inserted one less person in the dogwood.
lines
-Wang Wei
You come from your hometown, tell me what happened there! .
Come to the window and open its first cold flower? ?
melancholy autumn thoughts
Ji Zhang
The annual autumn wind blows to Luoyang city, and my wandering son doesn't know how his relatives in his hometown are; Writing a letter to peace has too much to say and I don't know where to start.
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.
Go to the capital to meet a messenger.
Cen Can
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.
homesickness
Yu Guangzhong
When I was a child, homesickness was a small stamp. I'm here and my mother is there.
When I grow up, homesickness is a narrow ticket. I'm here and the bride is there.
Later, homesickness became a temporary grave. I'm outside and my mother is inside.
Now, homesickness is a shallow strait. I am here and the mainland is there.
6. Homesickness poetry is a unique complex of China people. Hometown is a paradise in everyone's heart, but we are all drifting away involuntarily, so on a moonlit night, when a local accent rings, even when leaves fall in an autumn, we will feel inexplicable and slightly sad. I think this is homesickness.
There are too many poems about homesickness. Among modern poems, Yu Guangzhong's Homesickness is very famous, so I don't want to introduce it here. Let's look forward to homesickness with five ancient poems about homesickness. First, in the Tang Dynasty, Zhang Jiuling's "Journey to the West River at Night" is a remote night person, a travel note in Chengtan in the middle of the month.
Long and spacious, longing for home. Foreign objects are quiet and undisturbed, and the flow is clear.
Thinking of returning to the forest for a change of leaves, I am worried about sitting on Watson. There are Tingzhou cranes, which ring at night.
Interpretation of Liu Jiafan: Zhang Jiuling is known as "the first person in Lingnan" and plays a very important role in promoting Lingnan culture. His hometown is Qujiang, Shaozhou, which is now Shaoguan City, Guangdong Province. This homesickness song is simple and simple, but homesickness is unforgettable.
The first two sentences describe night trips, and then because of homesickness for the moon, five or six sentences are written in dictation. I think the poet is meditating on the full moon, and seven or eight sentences are the sadness brought by the change of seasons. Finally, I wonder if the poet sat alone all night. Second, Li Bai's "Smelling Flutes in Los Angeles on a Spring Night" in the Tang Dynasty. The rest of the flutes flew secretly and scattered all over the spring breeze in Los Angeles. In this nocturne, the willow is broken, and no one can afford to be homesick.
Liu Jia mortal interpretation: This poem was written in the 22nd to 23rd year of Kaiyuan. Li Bai is about thirty-five. At that time, he was living in Luoyang, and it was quiet in the spring night. Suddenly I heard the flute of Zheyangliu, which triggered my homesickness. The "Jade Emperor's Dark Voices", "Scattering" and "Full" in the poem are all just right, and it must be recited many times to appreciate its charm.
Third, in the Tang Dynasty, Wang Jian sent Du Langzhong with a full moon on fifteen nights. Bai Shu was a crow, and Coody Leng was a silent and wet osmanthus. I don't know who Qiu Si will meet tonight.
Interpretation of Liu Jiafan: Wang Jian is from Yingchuan (now Xuchang, Henan). He is not a first-class poet in the Tang Dynasty. However, this poem is very famous. "I don't know who Qiu Si will fall into tonight." A thousand years later, someone will read it in a low voice on a moonlit night and then be fascinated. Fourthly, The Fisherman's Proud Qiu Si by Fan Zhongyan in Song Dynasty blocked the scenery of Qiu Lai, but Hengyang geese were neglected.
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. Interpretation of Liu Jiafan: Fan Zhongyan is a native of Wuxian County, Suzhou. He is not a representative of the Song Dynasty poets, but this poem can be regarded as one of the representative works of the Song Dynasty. It is full of sadness, sadness, grandeur, profundity and some sadness. Everyone misses home in different ways. Middle-aged men think it should be "a glass of turbid wine attracts Wan Li and Ran Yan has no thoughts."
5. In the Qing Dynasty, Nalan Xingde's "Sauvignon Blanc, One Mountain" went a long way, and the water went a long way, reaching the side of Guan Yu, and the night was a thousand lights. 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.
Nalan Xingde is a miracle in the poetry circle of Qing Dynasty.
7. Homesick Poem Yellow Crane Tower
towering
The fairy of the past has flown away by the yellow crane, leaving only an empty Yellow Crane Tower.
The yellow crane never revisited earth, there have been no long white clouds for thousands of years.
Every tree in Hanyang has become clear due to sunlight, and Nautilus Island is covered with sweet grass.
But I looked at my hometown, and the twilight was getting thicker, and the mist of sadness was filled on the river waves.
Thoughts in the dead of night
Libaitang
The foot of my bed is shining so brightly. Is there frost already?
I looked up at the moon and looked down, feeling nostalgic.
A berth at the foot of Gubei Mountain.
Wangwan decoction
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.
Boarding Guazhou
Wang Anshi Song
Guazhou is at the mouth of Beijing, separated by several mountains.
Jiang Nanan spring breeze is green, when will the bright moon shine on me?
Duhanjiang River
Songwenzhitang
The sound outside the spine is broken, after winter, summer and spring.
The closer I get to my hometown, the more timid I am, afraid to inquire about people from home.
Think of my brothers on a moonlit night.
Du dynasty
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.
8. Ancient poetry related to homesickness requires the writer and dynasty to have at least three sentences 1. You people from my old country, tell me what happened there! When you passed my window, Han Mei blossomed. Is that plum blossom? -Tang Wang Wei > 2. The foot of my bed is shining with such bright light. Is it frosty already? Looking up, I found it was moonlight, sinking again, and I suddenly remembered home. I don't know who will fall at the moon tonight-Don Wang Jian > 4. He knows that the dew will be frost tonight, and how bright the moonlight is at home! -Tang Du Fu >; 5. Thinking alone at the bottom of the river is vague, and the moonlight is like water. Where are the people who came to see the moon together? The scenery is vaguely like last year's-Tang > 6. There should be no hate. When will it grow round? -history > 7. When those red berries come in spring, they flush on your southern branches. 8. Being alone in a foreign land is a stranger, and I miss my relatives twice every holiday. 1. In the past, I was gone, and Yang Liu Yiyi; I think about it today, it's raining -> 2. Mourning can make you cry, but looking far away can make you return to China-Folk Songs of Han Yuefu > 3. Humayi North Wind, Crossing the South Branch of Bird's Nest-Nineteen Ancient Poems of Han Dynasty > 4. But how much affection does an inch of grass have-Tang Meng Jiao > 5. Now, approaching my village and meeting people, I dare not ask a question-Tang Song Wen Zhi > 6. You people from my old country, tell me what happened there! When you passed my window, was the plum blossom Han Mei's flower? -Tang Wang Wei > 7. The foot of my bed is shining with such bright light. Is it frosty already? Looking up, I found it was moonlight, sinking again, and I suddenly remembered home. Where is your hometown? Unless you are drunk, forget it-photo by Song Liqing > 9. I miss my relatives more during the festive season-Tang Wangwei > 10. I don't know who will fall at the moon tonight-Tang Wangjian > 1 1. Everyone is getting unfamiliar with the local accent, but they hate the warbler sound like Laoshan-Downs Kontu > 12. Only the lake is reflected in front of the door, and the spring breeze does not change the old waves-Tang He Zhang Zhi > 13. Teenagers leave home, old people return, and the local accent remains the same. -Tang He Zhang Zhi > 14. He knows that the dew will be frost tonight, and how bright the moonlight is at home! -Tang Du Fu >; 15. Sadness is more than sadness. Parting-Warring States. Chu. Qu Yuan > 16. The day of parting is far away, but the day of clothing is slow-Han. > 17. After the wild goose falls, the flowers bloom before the moon falls-Sui Xue Daoheng > 18. Stay away from hatred like grass in spring. You can go further and live-Li Yu in Southern Tang Dynasty > 19. If you keep cutting, the reason is still chaotic, which means leaving sadness. Especially the general taste is in your heart-Li Yu > 20. It's easier to see when you're away. The water is gone in spring. It's heaven and earth-Li Yu > 2 1. It is almost as difficult for friends to meet each other. As for the stars in the morning and evening-Don Du Fu >; 22. Advise you to drink one more glass of wine. There is no reason to go abroad-Don Wang Wei > 23. Mochow has no bosom friend in the road ahead, and no one in the world knows a gentleman-Tang > 24. Peach Blossom Pond is deeper than thousands of feet, not as good as Wang Lun —— Li Bai > 25. The last time we met in the flowers, in the flowers where we parted, it has been a year since it bloomed today-Don Wei Wu Ying > 26. Long before I met her, time had passed, but since we separated, the time has become longer, the east wind has started, and a hundred flowers are blooming-Don Li Shangyin > 27. Candles have a heart to say goodbye and cry for others until dawn. -Don Mutu > 28 years old. If there is no north-south road outside the door, people should avoid sad parting-Don Mutu > 29. Peach, plum, spring breeze, a glass of wine, a lamp for ten years. -Huang Song Ting Jian > 30. Alone at the bottom of the river, the moonlight is like water. Where are the people who came to see the moon together? The scenery is vaguely like last year-Tang > 3 1. There should be no hate. When will it grow into a circle? -Shi > 32 years old. I hope people will live long and take Wan Li Road. -stone >.