A poem expressing brotherly affection.

1, on holiday in the mountains, I think of my brother Tang in Shandong, who is a stranger in a foreign land and misses his family every holiday. When I think of my brothers' bodies climbing high, I will feel a little regret for not being able to reach me. 2. Tang, a Jiangnan brother, was sent to dispel the feeling of flesh and blood and became famous and profitable in one fell swoop. A dusty horse, a raging ship. I suddenly remembered when we broke up, before the autumn wind blew. Don't go back and forth. Every day adds up to seven years. Flowers fall in the city, and the spring river is deep. Looking at the southeast of the building, the birds put out their cigarettes. What is the difference? The road is nearly three thousand. The flat land is hard to see, but it is separated by mountains and rivers. Flowers fall in the city, and the spring river is deep.

Looking at the bright moon from afar, I feel that Tang Bai Juyi was in chaos in Henan, hungry in Guanzhong, and his brothers were separated, each in one place. Because of the feeling of looking at the moon, I talked about my book and gave it to Brother Fuliang, Brother Yu Qian and Brother Wujiang, as well as to Liv and his siblings. The family business is in a year of disaster, and the brothers are scattered. After the war, the countryside was deserted and the flesh and blood fled to a foreign land. The injured shadow is like a lonely wild goose, wandering like a broken-rooted autumn canopy. * * * Looking at the bright moon and crying, for the heart, five places, all sick and willing. 4. When I first arrived in Jingkou, it showed that Zhuge Tang and Qian Qi had returned home after many battles, so I visited several people. Brothers want to meet, where is the glory? New poems add scrolls, and old ones see children and grandchildren. You can't leave the house if you check everything in your life. Brothers have to meet, where to talk about honor and disgrace. 5. There are two songs in prison, one of which is "The Sage of History, Like the Spring of Everything", while the little minister died secretly. It's even more tiring to pay off debts after a hundred years. Buried bones are green hills, and rain alone hurts the body. It is more important to be brothers with you for life.