About' missing my hometown; Love poems for relatives and friends

1. I often go, Yangliu is Yiyi; Today, I think it's raining-< <; Book of Songs. Xiaoya. Caiwei >>

2. Mourning can make you cry, and looking far away can make you return to China-Han Yuefu folk songs & gt

3. Humayi went north and crossed the south branch of the Bird's Nest-Nineteen Ancient Poems by Han>

4. But how much love does an inch of grass get?-Tang Mengjiao & gt

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's flower? -Tang Wang Wei>

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

8. Where is your hometown? Forget, unless you are drunk-Song Li Qingzhao & gt

9. Miss your relatives more during the festive season-Tang Wangwei

10. I am looking forward to the moon tonight. I wonder who Qiu Si will fall into-Tang Wangjian & gt

1 1. People gradually feel strange in the local accent, but they hate the sound of singing birds like an old mountain-the empty map of the Tang Dynasty << Five books >>

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 << two hometown couplets >>

13. Teenagers leave home, old people return, and the local accent remains unchanged. -Tang He Zhangzhi << Hometown Letter >>

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 Period. Chu Quyuan & gt

16. The day of parting is far away, but the day of clothing is slow-Korea. & gt

17. Think before flowers after the wild goose falls-Sui Xue Daoheng & gt

18. Stay away from hatred like grass in spring. Can go further and live-Li Yu of Southern Tang Dynasty & gt

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 is easier to see when you are away, and the water is gone in spring. Is heaven and earth-Li Yu>

2 1. It's hard for friends to meet each other, such as the star of the morning and evening-Don Du Fu>

22. I advise you to drink one more glass of wine and travel to the west for no reason-Tang Wangwei & gt

23. Mochow has no bosom friend in the road ahead, and there is no bosom friend in the world-Tang Gaoshi

24. The Peach Blossom Pond is deeper in thousands of feet than in Wang Lun-Li Bai>

25. We met for the last time in the flowers. In the flowers where we parted, it has been blooming for one year today-Don Wei Wu Ying.

26. I've known her for a long time, and I've been apart for a long time. The east wind rises and flowers fall-Tang Li Shangyin & gt

27. Candles have a heart to say goodbye and cry for others until dawn. -Don Mutu & gt

28. If there is no north-south road outside the door, people should avoid sad parting-Don Mutu & gt

29. Peach, plum, spring breeze, a glass of wine, a lamp for ten years. -Huang Song, Ting Jian & gt

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 & gt

3 1. There should be no hate. When will it grow into a circle? -history & gt

1 night thinking Li Bai, the foot of my bed is so bright, can it have frost? . I looked up at the moon and looked down, feeling nostalgic.

Du Fu, a wanderer, heard the drums that predicted the battle. It was the first call of autumn, a wild goose from the border. 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.

Su Shi, the head of Shuidiao Song, was drunk in the Mid-Autumn Festival, so he wrote this article. When did the moon begin to appear? I take my glass from a distance. I don't know about palaces in the sky. What year is tonight? I'm willing to ride the wind to the sky, I'm afraid I can't stand the cold for nine days in a pavilion of fine jade. Dance to find out what shadows look like on the earth. Turn to Zhuge, humble household, don't sleep, there should be no hate, why always say goodbye? People are sad and happy, and they are separated and reunited. The moon will darken or shine, and it will become round or round. Nothing is perfect, even in the past. I hope people will live for a long time and have a good scenery!

4 Yong Yule Su Shi Pengcheng stayed at the Yanzilou overnight, which is what he dreamed of. The bright moon is like frost, the wind is like water, and the scenery is infinite. Jumping fish in a curved harbor, lotus dew in a round place, but not alone. On the three drums, one leaf is loud and the dark dream cloud is broken. The night is boundless, and I can't find a place. I feel that I have traveled all over the small garden. Tired of tourists from the ends of the earth, I returned to my home in the mountains and looked at my hometown. The swallow house is empty, where there is beauty, the swallow in the empty lock house. Ancient and modern dreams, but there are old joys and new grievances. At different times, the night view of the Huang family is a sigh of Yu Hao.

5 Too often lead Xin Qiji to build a healthy mid-autumn night, and give Lu a round of autumn shadows into golden waves, flying mirrors and grinding again. Asked about Heng E wine, was cheated by white hair! Take the wind, go up to Wan Li and look down at the mountains and rivers. Going to Guangxi, human nature is clearer!

6 Yulan soothes Xin Qiji's drinking in the Mid-Autumn Festival, and he will have a Dan. The guest said that the previous poems have given the moon, but not the moon, because he used the "Tian Wen" style. Cherish this evening and the moon, where to wander? There is another world. I'll meet you there, East of Light and Shadow. Is it sweat all over the sky, but Changfeng and Hao Hao send Mid-Autumn Festival? It is like a mirror that flies to the sky, but it won't fall off. Who tied it with an invisible long rope? Chang 'e in the Moon Palace is still unmarried. Who kept her? I heard that the moon swam across the bottom of the sea, but I can't see why. This is an unpredictable thing, but also a worrying and terrible thing. I'm afraid that the whale in the sea will hit the Jade Palace and Qionglou in the Moon Palace. So the frog can take a bath and ask Yunhe and Yutu to solve the ups and downs. If all this is safe, why does it gradually become a link?

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

Wang Wei

As a stranger in a foreign land,

Think twice about your loved ones during the festival;

Know where the brothers climb,

When the dogwood is full, one person is missing.

Prelude to water melody

Su Shi

When is the bright moon,

I take my glass from a distance.

I don't know the palace in heaven,

What year is tonight?

I want to go home in the wind,

I'm afraid of Qionglou Yuyu,

It's too cold up there.

Dance to see the shadows,

What is it like?

Zhuge,

Low-level families,

Take a sleepless photo.

There should be no hatred,

What road is there to go?

People have joys and sorrows,

The moon is cloudy and sunny,

This matter is ancient and difficult to complete.

Wish people a long time,

Thousands of miles * * * ChanJuan.

On my way home in autumn and dusk.

Bai Juyi

Under the lamp, you often sleep less when you are worried.

Homesickness comes early, before the cock crows.

In September, the vegetation falls and the mountains are more secluded.

Autumn is cloudy and early dawn, and thousands of trees are gray.

I went to the east in autumn and started to turn to the west this autumn.

A horse is thin and broken, and come to a family for two years.

When I recall my sadness, I have no money.

Although the heart is not blue frost, it is not natural.

Homesickness outside the river

Wei Zhuang

I am always outside. Every spring, I am alone in the country, sitting under a tree and drinking. The trees on the tree should also know my homesickness.

Seeing the setting sun on the river bank, it seems that my heart has been torn into pieces of willow leaves.

Two Qin Ge songs

Sima Xiangru

Feng Feng returned to his hometown and traveled around the world looking for his emperor.

I didn't know what to do when I didn't meet Xi. Why don't I go to Sishang today?

There are beautiful women in the boudoir, and the people in the room are poisoning my intestines.

Why do you want to be a mandarin duck? You are flying!

Emperor Xi Xi lives with me. He must be a princess forever.

Who knows in the middle of the night?

My wings fly high, and I feel sad when I think about them.

When I first entered the gorge, I sent a bitter wind to my relatives and friends in my hometown.

Chen Ziang

Today's hometown friends.

Huanhui will sit with you.

Ninglang dam road.

Hard work is particularly windy.

wild goose

Du Mu

Wan Li bid farewell to his hometown, while snow and rain stayed in Xiaoxiang.

A few lonely pillows are weeping, and several tall buildings are heartbroken.

I live in seclusion, and I move on when the breeze comes.

Hard to come to Heng Yue every year, wings destroyed the frost.

Thoughts in the dead of night

Lipper

The foot of my bed is shining so brightly. Is there frost already?

I looked up at the moon and looked down, feeling nostalgic.

Two Poems of Bai Kubei by You Qiupu

Lipper

Where the night goes, the truth will be revealed in the moon. Mountain light shakes snow, and ape shadows hang cold branches.

However, I am afraid that the good scenery will come late and the small order will be moved back. People come to the heart, and there is acacia here.

The night is long and whistling, and the valley is cold. Ichthyosaurs are active in vicious waters, and there are waves everywhere.

The sky borrows the bright moon and flies to Yun Lan. Hometown is invisible, heartbroken and looking to the west.

Stagnant rain

Li shangyin

After a long night of rain,

The residual lamp is lonely.

There is water everywhere in my hometown.

Autumn is not suitable for dreaming.

Zhong chun Deng Lou

Liu Jian

The golden cup does not wash the sorrow, and Jiang Yi remembers his hometown. Fireworks on both sides of the strait are full of spring,

The wind on the first floor and the bleak moonlight night. Zhang Wang should not be ashamed of his tears, nor should Pan Yue be surprised by the frost on his forehead.

Back to the lotus, there is a thatched hall deep in the white clouds.

Through ancient and modern times, I studied under Mozi, and I shattered the frost on China. It's a pity to miss this snake.

Be careful not to be a toothless mouse. I pity the moon for nine days, and I hate flowers when the wind blows overnight.

A person who lives alone in the county building can't catch a boat or a beach of sand.

Travel to the north

Liuzao

It has been ten frost in Bingzhou, and I miss Xianyang day and night.

For no reason, I crossed the mulberry river, but I hope that Bing is my hometown.

Bai Juyi's Three Homesick Poems

Wang Yitai

Jing' an mansion, facing the willow in front of the window every day, is far away at this moment; At the station, the spring is fading and flowers are everywhere.

Two beautiful springs, on the same day; At this time, family members miss their relatives outside, and people outside miss their families.

Coconut silk is good in Handan from winter to the sun.

Every winter solstice, I am accompanied by the shadow in front of the knee lamp.

If you want to sit at home late at night, you should also talk about travelers.

Nanpubie

In the bleak drudgery of Nanpu, the autumn wind is bleak.

Turn back immediately, my heart is broken, so I can leave and don't look back.

Year: Tang Dynasty

Author: Liu Zongyuan

Works: Seeing the mountains and rivers with the master at Haochu and sending relatives and friends to Beijing.

Content:

Ying Chao on the sea is like a sword, cutting people's sadness in autumn everywhere.

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

Year: Tang Dynasty

Author: Lu

Works: Gifts for Beneficiary Government Officials.

Content:

A bird flew from Beiyan to Xishu. Alone in the sword gate, dancing alone at the foot of Minshan Mountain.

Ang Zang looks more ancient and has a new elegy. The chickens passed by and asked what they wanted.

A: Cold country, floating in Wan Li. Never stop evil branches, never drink or steal spring water.

I often think of rice and beams. I hope to live under the buttonwood tree. Wise men don't invite me, fools ignore me.

Therefore, it is independent and sad. Bitter wind and frost, homesick for Luoyang.

Feather purlin sweater is short and Guanshan road is long. The bright moon flows, and the white clouds are fascinated by the hometown.

Who can use the wind to make the sky green at once?

Year: Tang Dynasty

Author: Luo

Works: Sitting alone on a cold night has a simple bosom friend.

Content:

My hometown is thousands of miles away, and I have endless worries. Quail clothing is long and sad, and it is uneasy to live in a humble abode.

The rich hook has thoughts, and the poor hook plays for whom. Liu Yesu, He Wentuan.

In the evening, Jin Cong settled down, and I wore orchids. It's easy to cut wood, but it's difficult for Visan to go home.

The bright moon alone, when the guests are cold.

Du Fu in Spring

Although a country is divided, mountains and rivers still exist, trees and grass turn green again in spring, petals flow down like tears, and lonely birds sing their sorrows.

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.

Go back to your hometown and write to him.

The young man left home, and the old man returned to his local accent without changing his sideburns.

Where do children come from when they meet strangers?

Vacation in the mountains reminds me of my brother Wang Wei in Shandong.

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.

Xiangsi Wang Wei

Red bean trees grow in the south, and they will grow many branches in spring. I suggest you collect more as a symbol of our love.

Notes for Friends in the North on a Rainy Night Li Shangyin

When you ask about the return date, it's hard to say, evening rain, Manqiuchi. When * * * cut the candle at the west window, but talk about the rain at night.

Thinking about Li Bai at night

The foot of my bed is shining so brightly. Is there frost already?

I looked up at the moon and looked down, feeling nostalgic.

Anchored Wang Anshi in Guazhou [Song Dynasty]

Guazhou and Jingkou are separated by several mountains, and the spring breeze is green in Jiang Nanan. When will the bright moon shine on me?

Liangzhou Ci [Tang] Wang Zhihuan

The Yellow River is getting farther and farther away, because it flows in the middle of the Yellow River, and Yumenguan is located on a lonely mountain. Why use the elegy of willow to complain about the delay of spring, old Yumenguan, a spring breeze is not blowing!

Li Bai [Tang] smelled the flute on a spring night in Los Angeles.

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.

Su Wu shepherding map

I yearn for my hometown beyond the Great Wall.

Not as long as the Great Wall in Wan Li.

Looking forward to the delivery of this book by Hong Fei,

Sadness cries the sunset to the sky.

Guzheng sad autumn festival,

Iron man has no tears and no sorrow.

But in order for this institution to serve the country,

Where is the end of the world, Suzhou and Hangzhou?

References:

White's 300 poems

Lipper

One is to move the guests to Changsha.

Xi Wang Changan doesn't see home.

The whistle of plum blossoms came from the Yellow Crane Tower.

I also saw fallen plum blossoms by the river in May.

Give me a spoonful of Yangtze River water, Yangtze River water.

Yangtze River water is like wine.

The taste of drunkenness is the taste of homesickness.

Give me a spoonful of Yangtze River water, Yangtze River water.

Give me a hand of begonia red, begonia red

Blood-like begonia red

The burning pain of boiling blood is the burning pain of homesickness.

Give me a hand of begonia red, begonia red

Give me a piece of snow, snow

This letter is as white as snow.

Waiting for that letter is waiting for homesickness.

Give me a piece of snow, snow

Give me a sweet wintersweet.

Mother's sweet wintersweet.

Mother's fragrance is the fragrance of the country.

Give me a sweet wintersweet.