Poems about missing your children when you are away from home

1. Write poems about missing children

Write poems about missing children 1. Poems about missing children

1: Traveling outside the green mountains, boating In front of 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, Jiang Chun people are in the old year.

Where can I find the hometown book? It is near Yanluoyang. ——Wang Wan's "Under the Cibeigu Mountain" 2: Everything will go wrong if we go through the Changmen again. Why do we come together and return differently? After the parasol trees were half dead and the frost cleared, the white-headed mandarin ducks flew away without their companions.

The grass on the original land is exposed to the early mist, and the old habitat and new ridge are covered with rain. Lying on an empty bed listening to the rain outside the south window, who will stay up late at night to mend clothes? 3: Crows roost in the white trees in the atrium, and the cold dew wets the sweet-scented osmanthus silently.

Everyone looks at the bright moon at night, and I don’t know who is missing in autumn! 4: In July and a half, I hold a candle and burn incense and ask the sky. In the dog days of June, I feel chilled by the waving fan. 5: I know that I miss you so much, I want to be full of love, but it just happens that the autumn moon is sickle, and I can sleep alone. 6: The wind blows in the corner of the building, and the door is quiet at night.

Nakan was even more illuminated by the bright moon, and the shadow of the swing was sent across the partition wall. 7: It’s hard to say goodbye when we meet, the east wind is powerless and the flowers are withered.

8: You come from your hometown, you should know the things in your hometown. Will the winter plum blossoms bloom in front of the beautiful window tomorrow? 9: Whose jade flute is flying quietly, and the spring breeze of scattered people fills Luo City.

In this nocturne, I heard the broken willows, who could not forget the sentiments of my home country. (Li Bai's "Listening to the Flute in Luo City on a Spring Night") 10: You are like a rock, and I am like pampas grass.

Will the winter plum blossoms bloom in front of the beautiful window tomorrow? 12: The day has gone by far, and the clothes have faded away ------- Han.> 13: In the past, I left, and the willows lingered; now I come to think about it, the rain and snow are falling ------> 14: Don't worry There is no friend in the road ahead, and no one in the world knows you. ------ Tang Gao Shi 15: There is a kind of longing, looking deeply, but also afraid, the autumn dream is broken, the debt to the heart is hurt, and it is swaying. Dream Boat 16: The dusk clouds are all gone and overflowing with coldness, and the silver man turns the jade plate silently. This night in this life will not last long. Where can I see the bright moon next year?

17: Only if you don’t miss lovesickness in your life will you miss lovesickness, which will harm lovesickness. ------Yuan Xu Zaisi's "Toad Palace Song*Spring Love" 18: Fragrant mist and clouds make the servant girl wet, and the clear jade arms are cold.

19: Being a stranger in a foreign land, I miss my family even more during the festive season. I know from afar that when my brothers climbed to a high place, there was only one less person planting dogwood trees.

20: The spring breeze is green again on the south bank of the river. When will the bright moon shine on me again? (Wang Anshi) Poems about missing my son 60 verses about missing my son 60 verses 21: Guhonghao is outfield, and birds are singing in the northern forest.

22: I pity my children from afar, but I still remember Chang’an! 23: There is bright moonlight in front of the bed, I suspect it is frost on the ground. I look up at the bright moon, and lower my head to think about my homeland ------ Li Bai of the Tang Dynasty > 24: Suddenly in a hurry, the peach blossoms in March turn with the water, drifting, and in February the kite The thread is broken. 25: There are close friends in the sea, and we are like neighbors to the end of the world. 26: In the past, I left, and the willows hugged me; now when I come to think of myself, the rain and snow are falling ------> 27: There has been wind and fire for three months, and a letter from home is worth ten thousand gold. 28: But the messenger The flying generals of Dragon City are here, and they will not teach Hu Ma to cross the Yin Mountains.

——Wang Changling 29: Ruthlessness is not as painful as sentimentality, an inch is like thousands of strands. When the ends of the earth are endless, there is only endless love.

——Yan Shu's "Jade House Spring·Spring Hate" 30: On a moonlit night, I recall my brother-in-law Du Fu's garrison drum cutting off the line of people, and the sound of wild geese in the autumn. 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. The letter sent was not delivered, but the troops were not suspended.

31: Wine enters the heart of sorrow, turning into tears of lovesickness. 32: You come from your hometown. You should know about your hometown.

Tomorrow, in front of the beautiful window, the winter plum blossoms have not yet bloomed (Wang Wei's "Miscellaneous Poems") 33: Peach and plum spring breeze, a glass of wine, and the night rain in the rivers and lakes for ten years - Huang Tingjian of the Song Dynasty> 34: Continuous cutting and confusion are the sorrow of divorce. Don't have the ordinary feeling in my heart - Li Yu 35: Where can I reach the country book? Return to Luoyang.

36: If you are ruthless, you are as close as you are to the end of the world. 37: Fighting for no separation in the world, in exchange for coming every year (Li Shangyin of the Tang Dynasty) 38: A cup of wine in the spring breeze of peach and plum, a lamp in the rainy night in the rivers and lakes for ten years. ------ Song Dynasty. Huang Tingjian>39: Without me by your side, you should dress warmly when it’s cold, eat well when you’re hungry, and have good dreams when you sleep. I’m the only one in your dreams, so I have nothing else to ask for! 40: Take the first Huaconglai review, half destined to practice Taoism and half destined to be a king! 41: I am terminally ill: my eyes can only see your figure; my ears can only hear your voice; my memories are about you; my heart is filled with your name.

42: It has only been seven days since spring, and it has been two years since I left home. After returning to the wild geese, my thoughts are in front of the flowers.

43: I only hope that your heart will be like mine, and I will live up to my love. - Li Zhiyi's "Businessman" 44: If we don't meet each other in life, it's like participating in business.

45: I wish you a long life, thousands of miles to visit the beautiful women ------ Su Shi of the Song Dynasty > 46: When you meet people, you gradually feel that the local accent is different, but you hate that the orioles sound like the old mountain ------ - Sikong Tu of the Tang Dynasty 47: There should be no hatred, when will we grow apart and become full - Su Shi of the Song Dynasty > 48: The bright moon rises over the sea, and the end of the world is at this time. 49: Forty million people burst into tears. Where is China in the world?

50: All things in the world have endured the sorrow of spring, and now they cry to the sky. 60 poems about missing my son, good words and sentences 51: If I had known the tide had faith, I would have married a tide boy 52: I saw you off at the east gate of Luntai, when you left, the mountain road was covered with snow, and you were nowhere to be seen on the mountain winding road, leaving a trail of horses in the sky above the snow at.

53: Farmers recruit love boats, the spring grass is green and the fields are green. I tried to go up to Wumen to get a glimpse of the county, and there was new smoke in several places during the Qingming Festival.

54: The war continues for three months, and a letter from home is worth ten thousand gold. (Du Fu's "Spring Hope") 55: People say that the setting sun is the end of the world, but I can't see my home even if I look to the end of the world.

I already hate that the Bishan Mountains are blocking each other, and the Bishan Mountains are still covered by dusk clouds. 56: When will the bright moon come? Ask the sky for wine.

I don’t know what year it is in the palace in the sky. I want to ride the wind back, but I'm afraid it will be cold in the high places.

57: A sad song can be a cry, a distant look can be a return home ------ Han Yuefu Folk Song> 58: The river is three thousand miles away, and the letter from home is fifteen lines. There was no other words to say while walking, except that he would return home as soon as possible.

59: Without you, I am like a soldier who has lost his armor and weapons. I don’t know how to survive. I am not afraid that I will not be able to last forever with you, and I am not afraid that you will settle for the second best! ! ! 60: Looking at the Post Office (Tang Dynasty) Bai Juyi was a window willow in Jing'an's house, and flowers were blooming on the ground in front of the Post Office. The spring light in both places ends at the same day, and the residents miss their guests and their homes.

2. Poems describing missing children

1. The tears of a loving mother in my hometown in my dream, drop by drop through the stone, hoping for my son’s return. ——"Yuan Ri" Northern Song Dynasty: Wang Anshi

Translation: In the hometown in the dream, the mother misses her son who has traveled far away, and looks forward to his return like drops of water piercing the stone.

2. I pity the children from afar, but I still remember Chang'an. ——"Moonlight Night" by Du Fu of the Tang Dynasty

Translation: Poor young children, how can they understand the sadness of missing them?

3. My love for my son is endless, and I will be happy to return home. The cold clothes are densely stitched, and the letters home are freshly inked. When I met, I felt pity for my thin body, and I called my son to ask about my hardships. ——"Arrived Home at the End of the Year" Qing Dynasty poet Jiang Shiquan

Translation: The love for children is inexhaustible, and the happiest thing is the timely return of a wanderer. The stitches used to sew the cold clothes are densely packed, and the ink marks on the letters home are as good as new. My mother felt distressed when she saw her son losing weight, and called me to inquire about the hardships of the journey.

4. The love of a loving mother leaning against the door makes the wanderer suffer on the road. The sweet taste is sparse every day, and the sound is blocked every day. Looking up at the cloud forest, I feel ashamed to hear the words of the wise bird. ——From the Yuan Dynasty: Wang Mian's "Mo Xuan Picture No. 1"

Translation: The kind mother leans on the door and looks forward to her child, but the wanderer who travels far away is so miserable! The support of the parents is alienated every day, and the news of the children cannot be reached every day. Looking up at a cloud forest, I heard the cry of the wise bird and felt ashamed to miss her.

5. Hemerocallis grows on the steps of the hall, and wanderers travel to the ends of the world. My loving relatives leaned against the door of the hall, but there were no day lilies in sight. ——"The Wanderer" Tang Dynasty: Meng Jiao

Translation: The steps are covered with day lilies. The traveling son walks to the end of the world. The mother leans in front of the door but does not see her son return. When will the day lilies bloom?

3. Sentences about missing your children to express your feelings

Sentences about missing your children 1. This longing is so lingering, it hovers in front of my eyes and lingers in my heart. In my ears, it settled in my heart.

2. Missing my son is torture. I wish I could fly home right away, but life is real. I have to endure a lot for money. I miss my son. I will try my best to bring him to Shenzhen soon to live with us. Together, stay away from the pain of missing each other and live a happy life. 3. My four-year-old son has been thinking about his parents lately. The person he asks the most every time he calls is mom, when will you come back? The watermelons at home are ripe. I may have told him before that I will come back when the watermelons are ripe. Looking at him, I didn’t expect that the little guy would always remember what I said.

4. Mothers in the world may have to experience the pain of missing their children. The mother has raised the child physically and mentally, but the child cannot belong to the mother forever.

After the child leaves home, the mother has endless care and longing for her. 5. The thread in a loving mother’s hand, the clothes on a wanderer’s body.

Before leaving, I am afraid of returning late. Whoever speaks of an inch of grass will be rewarded with three rays of spring light.

6. Being a stranger in a foreign land, I miss my family even more during the festive season.

4. What are the poems about mothers missing their children?

"The Song of the Wandering Son" by Meng Jiao

The thread in the hands of a loving mother, the clothes on the body of the wandering son.

Before leaving, I am afraid of returning late.

Whoever speaks an inch of grass will be rewarded with three rays of spring.

"The Poems of Yan Revealed to Liu Sou" by Bai Juyi

When Si'er was a young child, he flew high and carried his mother on his back.

My parents read it then, but you should know it today.

"Fifteen" Wang Anshi

He moved his mother to Han Valley and left Bai Han Yin at home.

When I heard about Du Yu in the bright moon, the north and the south were always concerned.

"Remembering My Father" by Song Lingyun

Wu Shu Yanyun broke the ruler's book, how can we hate each other when we are so far apart?

The dream soul is not afraid of the distance of Chang'an, and I have taken advantage of the wind several times to ask about my daily life.

"Thinking of My Mother" Yu Gong

Clothes are wet with the tears of reed flowers due to frost, and the white head no longer leans on the firewood leaf.

During the yellow plum rains in May last year, Zeng Dian returned home from shopping for rice.

"Remembering the Mother" by Ni Ruixuan

It is difficult for me to cross the wide river, and I don't know whether it is safe or not.

Tears of missing my loved ones sometimes drop in the dark, I’m afraid I’ll shed more tears for Si’er!

5. Poems expressing missing the child

1. Looking at the Post Office (Tang Dynasty) Bai Juyi had a window willow in Jing'an's house, and flowers were blooming on the ground in front of the Post Office. The two places had the same spring scenery. After all, I miss my guests and my home.

2. Without you, I am like a soldier who has lost his armor and weapons. I don’t know how to survive. I am not afraid that I will not be able to last forever with you, and I am not afraid that you will retreat. Secondly!

3. A sad song can be a cry, and a distant look can be a return home ------ Han Yuefu Folk Songs

4. The fragrant mist and clouds make the servant girl wet, and the clear jade arms are cold.

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5. The war continues for three months, and a letter from home is worth ten thousand dollars. (Du Fu's "Spring Outlook")

6. People say that the setting sun is the end of the world, and I look to the end of the world and can't see my home. I already hate the green mountains. Barriers, Bishan is still covered by dusk clouds.

7. Constant cutting and confusion are the sorrow of separation. Don’t leave the ordinary feeling in your heart------Li Yu

8 , Everything will go wrong if we go through the Chang Gate again. How can we come together and return differently? After the parasol trees are half dead and the frost clears, the white-headed mandarin ducks fly away without their companions. The original grass is covered with the first mist, and the old habitat is still in the new ridge. The rain lingers. I lie on an empty bed and listen to the rain outside the south window. Who will stay up at night to mend clothes!

9. Wine enters the heart of sorrow, turning into tears of lovesickness

6. Poems about mothers missing their children

1. "Wandering Son's Song" Tang Mengjiao

< p> The thread in a loving mother’s hand, the clothes on a wanderer’s body. Before leaving, there is a tight gap,

I am afraid that I will return later. Whoever speaks of an inch of grass will be rewarded with three rays of spring light.

2. "Farewell to My Mother" by Huang Zhongze of the Qing Dynasty

Pulling up the curtains to pay homage to my mother and going to the river beam, I will be worried for a long time and my eyes will dry up with tears.

It was a miserable snowy night in Chaimen, and it was better to have children than not to have children at this time.

3. "Tenth Five Years" King Anshi of the Song Dynasty

He sent his mother to Han ditch and left Bai Hanyin at home. When the moon comes out and Du Yu is heard, the north and the south are always concerned.

4. "Arrived Home at the End of the Year" by Jiang Shiquan of the Qing Dynasty

My love for my son is endless, and I am happy to return home. The cold clothes are densely stitched, and the letters home are freshly inked.

When we meet, I pity the thin man, and call him to ask about his hardships. I feel ashamed of the son of man and dare not sigh in the dust.

5. "Mother Farewell Son" by Bai Juyi of the Tang Dynasty

Mother bids farewell to son, son bids farewell to mother, crying bitterly in the dark of day.

The general of the Kansai Hsing Cavalry, he captured Xin Ce Xun last year.

The imperial edict granted two million in money, and Luoyang welcomed people like flowers.

New people welcome and old people abandon them, the lotus in the palm is a thorn in the eye.

It is not enough to be sad to welcome the new and abandon the old. It is sad to leave two children in your family.

At first he was helping to walk and then he was sitting.

My mother and son have been separated for a long time because of the new Yanwan of your couple.

It is not as good as the crows and magpies in the forest. The mother does not lose her young, the male and the female.

It should be like the peach and plum trees in the garden, the flowers falling on the branches with the wind.

Newbies, newbies, listen to my words, Luoyang Unlimited Red Mansion Girl.

I hope that the general will be able to perform meritorious service again, and that there will be new people better than you.

6. "Motherly Love" by Yang Weizhen of the Yuan Dynasty

A loving mother loves her young, and Zhao Jiaguangyi is the crown prince.

The steps of the dragon and the tiger change day by day, and the dog follows the eagle and follows the trend.

Isn’t there a child six feet below the knee? Ah Zhao and Amei are not crotches.

The ghost lights are blurry at night, and the heavy snow is falling.

If hundreds of officials don’t hold Dong Hu’s pen, how can an orphan and a widower call her husband?

Suddenly, a silver pillar ax was pierced on the ground in front of the bed, causing trouble for the books in the golden cabinet of King Han.

7. "Mo Xuan Tu" Mian Wangmian of the Yuan Dynasty

The bright day lily flowers grow under the north hall.

The south wind blows his heart, shaking it for whom?

A loving mother leans on her door with love, but a wanderer’s journey is painful.

The sweet messages are sparse every day, and the sound and questions are blocked every day.

Looking up at the cloud forest, I feel ashamed to hear the wise birds singing.

8. "Whose Son" by Han Yu of the Tang Dynasty

Whose son is neither crazy nor crazy? He went to the king's house to praise the Taoist priest.

The white-headed old mother covered the door and cried, rolling up the broken sleeves of her shirt and leaving them in place.

The bride with green eyebrows was twenty years old, and she was driven back home and cried through the city.

Perhaps Yun wanted to learn how to play Feng Sheng, and admired Ling Fei as much as Xiao Shi.

It is also said that the customs of the time are based on ordinary people, and they strive to obtain noble positions through dangerous and strange practices.

Although there are legends about gods, those who know them will know that they are delusional.

A sage, a king, and a virtuous person can be deceived, but why should he die in a poor mountain?

Oh my brother, Yu Xincheng, I am willing to teach you from beginning to end.

It is not too late to punish him if he does not punish him.

Whoever has sympathy for his friends and relatives can write this poem to me as a gift.

9. "Dan Ge Xing" by Wang Jian of the Tang Dynasty

When a person is born, the sun begins to rise. Going up the mountain late, going down the mountain quickly.

Thirty-six thousand dynasties in a hundred years, the night will be strong for half a day.

Singing and dancing must be done early. Yesterday is better than today.

People think that men and women are good at birth, but they don’t know that men and women make people grow old.

Short song line, no music.

10. "Answers on behalf of an old man from Beizhou" by Zhang Wei of the Tang Dynasty

The old man went to Beizhou with a salary, and when he looked north to his hometown, he was worried about the visitors.

He said that the old man had three sons, and two of them died in the yellow sand.

Now that the children have grown up, they will be drafted again next year after hearing the news.

I know for sure that this parting will be scattered, not as good as being together in death and life.

Lend your fields and houses to your neighbors, and return to your hometown alone.

No one knows how hard it is to have more descendants in this lifetime.

According to recent legends, the emperor respects martial arts and vegetables, and strengthens his troops to quell Hu Chen.

There is a long-term strategy for peace and harmony in the border area, so there is no need to displace the Chinese.

11. "The Great Night Work" by 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.

12. "Buxu" Tang Sikong Picture

My mother taught Buxu, and Sanyuan Chang sent the pot.

The rhymes and customs of Yunshao ceased, and the Yao harp stopped, and the luan and crane flew low to brush the treasure furnace.

13. "Sending Zhang Shenming's Sutras to Jingzhou Province" by Meng Haoran of the Tang Dynasty

In the fifteenth year of Caiyi, Cheng Huan was in front of his loving mother. Xiaolian paid tribute every year, and he carried oranges to Qinchuan.

Among the four candidates, Xu Zhongxuan was the middle doctor. Who wouldn't admire the gods while boating on the river?

7. Beautiful sentences about missing your children

1. The longing for my children is always so lingering, it hovers in front of my eyes and lingers in my ears. , settled in my heart.

2. The days when you can’t be with your children are the most painful. The lingering longing, the longing that lingers in your heart, turns into love in the wind, and hopes for your son who is far away from home. , you can hear it, you can feel it.

3. Being a stranger in a foreign land, I miss my family even more during the festive season. This beautiful poem contains a deep longing for relatives. So, why don’t parents who are far away miss their children?

4. My dear child, on the road of life, only by working hard can you win a good future. Please use sweat to weave strength, use perseverance to achieve dreams, and use hard work to create glory.

5. In the dead of night, my dear son, my mother misses you very much. My heart aches when I miss my son, and I don’t know when I will see my mother’s precious son.

6. In the busy life, the children are not around. Every late night is the time when I miss my children the most. The longing hidden in my heart is lingering and comes back soon. .

8. Poems about missing my wife and children

Poems about missing me (1) Guan Shanyue, Tang Dynasty Li Bai The bright moon rises out of the Tianshan Mountains, among the vast sea of ??clouds.

The wind blows tens of thousands of miles across Yumen Pass. The Han descended on the white road, and the Hu peered into the Qinghai Bay.

Origin of the battlefield, no one returned. The garrisonmen looked at the side with a sad look on their faces as they thought about returning home.

The tall building is like this night, and I have no time to sigh. Drinking alone under the moon Li Bai of the Tang Dynasty A pot of wine among the flowers, drinking alone without any blind date.

Raise your glass to the bright moon, and look at each other as three people. The moon doesn't know how to drink, and its shadow follows me.

For the time being, the moon will be shadowed, and we must have fun until spring. My singing moon lingers, my dancing shadows are scattered.

They make love together when they are awake, but they separate when they are drunk. We will travel together forever, and we will meet each other in Miao Yunhan.

Night Thoughts by Tang Li Bai There is bright moonlight in front of the bed, which is suspected to be frost on the ground. Raise your head to look at the bright moon, lower your head to think about your hometown.

Moonlight Night by Liu Fangping of the Tang Dynasty The moonlight is deeper than half of the house, and the Beidou is tilted to the south. Tonight, I know that the spring air is warm, and the sound of insects is new through the green window screen.

Chang'e by Li Shangyin of the Tang Dynasty The shadows of candles on the mica screen are deep, and the dawn stars are gradually sinking over the long river. Chang'e should regret stealing the elixir, and her heart will be filled with blue sea and blue sky every night.

Poems of longing (2) Recalling my brother-in-law Tang Dufu on a moonlit night. Drums cut off the line of people, and there is a sound of wild geese on the edge of autumn. 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. The letter sent was not delivered, but the troops were not suspended.

Looking at the Moon and Huaiyuan by Zhang Jiuling of the Tang Dynasty The bright moon rises on the sea, and the end of the world is at this time. Lovers complain about the distant night, but they start to miss each other at night! When the candle is extinguished, the compassion light is full, and when I put on my clothes, I feel the dew.

I can't bear to give away gifts, but I still have a good night's sleep. Frost Moon Tang Li Shangyin I first heard that there are no cicadas among the wild geese, and the water reaches the sky a hundred feet high.

The young girl Su'e is cold-resistant, and she fights with Chanjuan in the frost in the middle of the moon. She is pregnant with Tang Meng Haoran under the autumn moon. The bright moon hangs in the autumn sky, moistened by the lustrous dew. The startled magpies have not yet settled down, and the flying fireflies roll in behind the curtain.

The cold shadows of the locust tree in the courtyard are sparse, and the neighboring pestle sounds urgently at night. How long the good times are! Standing in the sky, looking at the waves on the sand·Tang Bai Juyi asked about the river tide and the sea water. How can the river tide and the sea water resemble the love of a king and the heart of a concubine?

Hatefulness is not as good as tide and trust. When you miss each other, you will realize that the sea is not deep. Poems of Missing (3) Lovesickness Song by Dai Shulun of Tang Dynasty The bright moon is closed behind the tall buildings, and the heartbroken immortal man bids farewell every other year.

The purple flute and the flute are silent, and I sit alone facing the Yao window and feel extremely sad. Fish Shen Yan Yao Tianya Road, began to believe that separation in the world is painful.

I hate the emerald quilt on my gums, and hate the golden hairpin and phoenix stock. The well is deep, the windlass is short, and the clothes and belt are longing for each other.

Cut the water with the knife and connect it again, and cut the love with the blade. Falling red chases the east flowing water, and a little heart will die for you.

My body is willing to be like a Wushan cloud, flying into the fairy man’s dream soul. Telling one's true feelings: Where can one go when one is left behind in the eternal night? Tang Guhong Where can one go if one is left behind in a eternal night? Absolute sound.

The fragrant pavilion is hidden, the eyebrows are furrowed, and the moon is about to sink. Fighting for tolerance without looking for each other? Resent the lonely quilt.

Change my heart for yours, and we will know and remember each other deeply.

Reduced words from Huanxi Sha in the late Qing Dynasty by Kuang Zhou Yi. The clothes are covered with red tears of regret. It is impossible to live in love and infatuation. There is no place in the world to miss lovesickness.

If the flowers bloom again, they are not the old trees. If the clouds can stay temporarily, they will be mourned. They will not be a source of entertainment, but will become sad. Wangfu Mountain·Watching my husband all day long and not coming home Tang Liu Yuxi jeepy.cn Looking at my husband all day long and not returning, turning into a solitary stone and suffering from lovesickness.

It has been thousands of years since I looked at it, but it still looks like the first time I looked at it. Jiang Tower feels like the old Tang Dynasty Zhao Gu. I went up to Jiang Tower alone and thought about it, the moonlight was like water and the water was like sky.

Where are the people who come to look at the moon together? The scenery looks vaguely like last year. Poems of Missing (4) Swallow Tower · The broken lamp upstairs accompanies the dawn frost by Zhang Zhongsu of the Tang Dynasty The broken lamp upstairs accompanies the dawn frost, and the person who sleeps alone rises from the acacia bed.

A one-night stand can last forever. Autumn Night Song·How long is the night when Tintin leaks water? Tang Zhang Zhongsu How long is the night when Tintin leaks water? The long light clouds reveal the moonlight.

Autumn forces the dark bugs to sound all night long, and the clothes collected have not yet been sent to Mo Feishuang. Thoughts of a Spring Boudoir·The Willows on the Edge of the City by Tang Zhang Zhongsu The weeping willows on the edge of the city and the soft mulberries on the green roadside.

I forgot to pick mulberry trees while carrying the basket, and I was thinking about my dream of Yuyang last night. Partridge Sky · Drunkly patting spring clothes to cherish the old fragrance. Yan Jidao of the Northern Song Dynasty. Drunkly patting spring clothes to cherish the old fragrance. The sky will leave, hate and be mad.

Autumn grass grows on the streets every year, and the sun sets in the building every day. The clouds are misty and the water is vast.

The journey back home is long. Love can't be expressed without words, so don't waste your tears on the flower paper.

Partridge Sky·Colorful sleeves holding the jade bell diligently Yan Jidao of the Northern Song Dynasty Colorful sleeves holding the jade bell diligently, but in those days he was drunk and beautiful. Dancing low to the moon in the heart of the willow tower, singing to the wind under the peach blossom fan.

After seeing each other again, we meet again and share our dreams with you. I only have a few silver photos left tonight, as if I was afraid that the meeting would be a dream.

Extended reading: Ancient poems about longing by Du Fu> --------Missing relatives The drums interrupt the line of people, and there is a sound of wild geese in the autumn. 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. The letter sent was not delivered, but the troops were not suspended.

Li Bai: "Hearing the Flute in Luo City on a Spring Night" ----------Missing my hometown. The sound of someone's jade flute flies silently, spreading into the spring breeze all over Luo City. In this nocturne, I hear the willow trees breaking, and who can forget the love of my hometown?

Li Bai's "Midnight Wu Song" ----------Missing My Lover "Autumn Song" A moonlit sky in Chang'an, the sound of thousands of households pounding their clothes. The autumn wind can't blow away, but there is always love.

When will the Hu barbarians be defeated and the good men stop going on an expedition? "Winter Song" In the Ming Dynasty, the post envoys sent out their robes with wadding all night long. My bare hands are cold enough to draw needles, but they are worth scissors.

How many days will it take for the tailor to arrive in Lintao? .