Expressing homesickness and talking about [many articles]

Say something about expressing homesickness

1, your life is like your home. Because you don't insist, you let others in to decorate. But don't forget, you live in it all your life. The happiness of life depends on your own search. Only when you are happy can you embrace life.

Everyone will miss home, especially in the dead of night, which makes you miss home even more, including my father, mother, brother and my 80-year-old grandmother who loves me. Thinking and thinking will make you feel asleep.

3. Unload the dusty dust, sing a long yearning, remember yesterday's laughter, and remember the warm world. I tied my family to this affectionate stationery, asking the wind to bring me fiery eyes, looking at the blue sky at home and feeling the blessings from afar. ...

4, Willow Yiyi, rain and snow. "I am going home less and less now, but the weak figure of good parents is becoming more and more clear in my heart. I really miss home and my parents! Miss the familiar grass and trees in my hometown ...

5, children who don't go home, how hard it is for children who don't go home, the faint gap of tea fragrance is that missing brings you closer, caring about the warmth of home, missing the hot land of home, wandering around, you have me.

6. The night is getting deeper and deeper. I walked by the window, awake, and the lights outside the window were still flashing. A little starlight is the waiting eyes of parents and the gentle expectation of relatives ... At this moment, I suddenly feel homesick and have a deep attachment to it. This must be the taste of home.

7. In Chun Yan, the geese laughed together, and their throats ached. They really wanted to hear a meow and smoke grandpa's local smoke. The sun rose and set, stirring up homesickness and sadness, rushing into the blue sky and whistling with the north wind.

8. While listening to Pang Long's The Taste of Home, my wife was preparing dinner. In the lyrical melody of the song and Pang Long's affectionate interpretation, a long-lost warmth rises from the bottom of my heart, my nose is sour, and my thoughts have already drifted to my hometown.

9. People lie quietly in bed and think, what is home like? Quarrel? Is it broken? Separation? What is home really like! Why don't I have memories of my family in my head? Nobody knows how to explain it.

10 I know that for those of us who have left our homes, these things can only be thought about. We are far away from our parents and hometown just to find our so-called dream that we don't know when it will come true.

1 1, homesick. I miss my parents' frosty white hair; Miss my brother's humorous words; I miss arguing with my brother about a trivial matter, and I miss the house that sheltered me from the wind and rain. Miss the crystal clear reservoir behind the house.

12, whether happy or sad, whether rainy or sunny, home will always be in your heart and mine; You don't have to be weak or strong. You don't need to be remembered or forgotten. Home can always give you my infinite strength.

13, hometown, how do wanderers miss their hometown? Missing one's homeland is actually caring about one's childhood friends, the old house and the land. However, the wanderer is most concerned about his parents who are now old.

14, home is harbor. If you go far, you will naturally come back and park in the harbor; Home depends on it. When you are tired, you lie down, sink into the soft bed and get drunk. Home is the eternal habitat of human beings.

15, people don't know, and their hearts are full of painters. I want to say some eternal blessings to all the people and things I miss, but I can't form a complete sentence to express my feelings.

16, home, what a heavy topic, I don't want to think about it, and I don't want to think about it. I often choose to escape and hide, but after all, it is a heavy burden on my heart, and I can't give up or abandon it.

17. Home is a warm word for all of us. Since the word "home" came into being, there has been a corresponding wandering, but the end point of wandering is to find the paradise of one's soul-home.

Since ancient times, countless poets have sung the homesickness of wanderers. "The fishing lights are dim, and the guests dream back, but it is heartbreaking. Wan Li, the home of a lonely boat, a few lines of tears. " Home is the eternal shore where wandering dreams haunt.

19, missing, is constantly pulling the silk, constantly cutting the line, is the whisper of the night, is the silence of meditation. I am far away, and my home is where there is the moon. Looking forward to the full moon every night, I send my sincere thoughts and eager yearning for going home.

20. I am homesick. I miss the faint yellow light. When I see it at night, in cold weather, there will be a warm current flowing into my blood and flowing all over my body. My numb legs will have endless strength to run back.

2 1, home is the starting point of life and the harbor of life. Home is like a drop of crystal dew, nourishing every dry heart. Home is like a big umbrella, always protecting the creatures under it.

22. As long as you close your eyes, the mountains and rivers, villages, valleys and valleys in your hometown, the grass and trees, the parting of life and death, the joys and sorrows will all emerge in front of you, and they will become clearer and timeless in the erosion of years.

23. Home is the most beautiful property in life. She is a little warmth in caring, a quiet in gentleness, and a friendship in consideration ... She is respectful, trusting and tolerant. ...

24. Being away from home, home is the yearning of "Wan Li in a butterfly dream". On the way home, home is the urgency of "shrinking thousands of miles"; After a long separation, home is the kind of "relaxed and secure" comfort.

25, people in a foreign land, home is fire; On the way to a foreign land, home is a lamp; On the night of a foreign land, home is a dream, which can't round up homesickness. Du Yan from Changzhou, Jiangsu Province used a corner of the column to express his different feelings when he was homesick. ...

26. Every time I go home, even if I am bored or busy, even if I tap the keyboard with my fingertips intentionally or unintentionally, memories will sweep through me-recording the past bits and pieces in fine words has become a habit unconsciously.

27. Homesickness is because of separated homes, and homesickness is because of homesickness. I really want to go back and see the long-lost smile, listen to the endless chatter, feel the long-lost everything, and then embark on a journey.

I like my home very much, not only because I opened the door, but also because my home has a special taste, like the taste of nature. The longer the days, the stronger the smell.

29. Homesickness, like a cup of strong tea, is somewhat elegant in bitterness; Homesickness, like the timbre of saxophone, is profound and long, giving you homesickness; Homesickness, like a breeze in March, gently excites you.

Whenever the moonlight falls on my bed through the window like water in the dead of night, I will recite Li Bai's thought on a quiet night: There is such bright light at the foot of my bed, is there frost already? . Looking up at the bright moon and sinking back, I suddenly remembered home.

Talk about expressing homesickness II 1. Suddenly I feel a little homesick. I don't know why, it is a very strong desire! I want to lie at home now. Even if I can't sleep, I seem to have a sense of dependence and security!

2. After drinking a cup of boiled water, savoring it carefully and swallowing it slowly, I know that this is the taste of home. Faint, taste with heart, but it seems to have such a refreshing sweetness, warm in the throat, silently enjoying, and endless aftertaste.

3, moss vines in the corner, green, long years. Life is destined to be a long journey, a journey to the end of the world, a journey through desolation, a journey through prosperity, a journey through the love and indifference of others, and home is the ultimate destination.

4. In the autumn night in my hometown, there is a silver stone spring, which is violent and pours, elegant and beautiful, slow but not surprised; For example, the bodies of women dancing in fields and hills are mellow, natural, harmonious and smooth, without carving or whitewashing.

5. Home is like a root, and it is always the home of leaves; Home is like a piece of red cloth, always tied to the heart of a wanderer; Home is like a coat, it won't raise the temperature, but it will give people warmth that even the stove can't replace.

6. Every time I call home, I hang up reluctantly. There are always endless words, and caring has become a habit of mine. I can't help thinking of you when I overhear what others say.

7. Rain, falling rain, disturbed my rambling thoughts at an inappropriate time. Conveniently turn on the music, or single loop, or Sun Nan's "The Wind Blows North". Magnetic voice, sad melody.

8. You have always been a friend and a mother in my heart, but I can always tell you what I don't want to tell my mother. Every time I go to see you, I always feel at home, but I feel close to you in a foreign land.

9. Hometown, I was born and raised in Sri Lanka. Home is the gas station of my life. Home is a paradise for my soul. Every hotel window always reminds you of home, a place where you can keep leaving and coming back.

10, the ear seems to remember Li Houzhu's sigh after the national death: "Thousands of miles away, it is easier to see when it is not time." I can only dream of strangers. How painful it is to be homeless or have a home and not be able to go back!

1 1, a person's home, so comfortable, free to go in and out, free to move; A person's home, so lonely, no talk, bittersweet; A person's home, so cold and cheerless, a pair of chopsticks, cold and warm self-knowledge; A person's home is so lonely, so lonely, so lonely.

12, most people who go out have homesickness. There is no city in the ravine; There is no traffic in the city, only the tranquility and peace in Oh, Xiang Xue.

13, as a drifter, I can only pretend to watch others rush to the station with their bags left and right. My heart did travel through time and space, wandering in the blue sky of my hometown, and I didn't want to leave for a long time.

14, last August 15 night, beside the apricot garden beside Qujiang pond. On the night of August 15 this year, in front of Songpu Shatou Water Hall. Where is the hometown in the northwest and the full moon in the southeast. Yesterday, the wind blew and no one would meet. Tonight, the light is as clear as usual.

15, home is a warm harbor that accommodates wandering souls; Home is a big tree like an umbrella, which blocks the cool sunshine in summer; Home is a cool rain that blows away the tired dust; Home is always a stub for caring and cherishing happiness.

16, home is a door, with which we are no longer afraid of bad people coming to our home; Home is a warm harbor. If the journey is tiring, you can have a good rest before you set sail. Home is a ship, which brings people a "warm" feeling.

17, I am a night walker. No matter how far I go, my home is the brightest Beidou in the sky, silently illuminating my journey. At that time, I was practical and unrestrained, floating around in the dark sky.

18, one day, it will be very calm and peaceful in the past. I made a pot of scented tea in the evening and argued with my elders who came back from work whether the tea I made was bad or the original flowers were bad. The living room was filled with faint flowers and laughter.

19. It will be next year in a blink of an eye. Turn to the last page of the old calendar, and the new year will come as scheduled. Missing will always burn at this moment, and strangers who are wandering outside can't bear the mood of going home; The palm-sized face is engraved with excitement, joy and happiness.

20. Tea is the home of the soul. Drinking tea when you are lonely, tea is the reliance of the soul; Drink tea when depressed, tea is warm comfort; Drink tea when you are at a loss, tea is a spiritual home; Drink tea when you get lost. Tea is bitter with tears. ...

2 1, growing up, always leaving home. The feeling of home at this time is no longer my mother's endless nagging, but sublimated into a memory, a taste, and a fog when I was unhappy in a foreign land.

22, windy, snowy, unsuccessful dream of breaking the hometown, there is no such sound in my hometown. Jiang Nanan spring breeze is green, when will the bright moon shine on me? Where the sun shines, there are my sincere blessings, but where the moon shines, there are my deep memories.

23. What is home? It is a warm sunshine that can melt the frost in your heart. Home is a bright lamp, which can illuminate Nightcrawler's journey of returning home late. Home is a warm harbor that can shelter the inevitable ups and downs in life.

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