Poems or proverbs about the bright moon and homesickness

Tang: Wang Jian's "Looking at the Moon for Fifteen Nights".

There are crows in Bai Shu and osmanthus in Coody Leng in the atrium.

Tonight, people are looking forward to it. I wonder who will fall in Qiu Si?

Du Fu: Remembering Brothers on a Moonlit Night

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.

Li Bai: Night thoughts

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.

Wang Wei: My holiday in the mountains reminded me of my brothers 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.

Wang Wei:

You have just come from our hometown, and we must understand the world.

When you pass by my window, are plum blossoms blooming?

Tang Liping crossed the Han River.

Far from home, I am eager for news, one winter after another, one spring after another.

The closer I get to my hometown, the more timid I am, afraid to inquire about people from home.

Goujian is homesick

People say that the place where the sun sets is the horizon. I try to look at the horizon, but I can't see my home.

Castle Peak is being influenced by Castle Peak, which covers my sight. Twilight, Castle Peak.

In the light-homesickness

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.

Xi Murong _ homesickness

The song of my hometown is a flute in Qingyuan.

It always rings with the moon at night.

The face of my hometown is a vague disappointment.

Like waves in the fog

After parting

Homesickness is a tree without rings.

Never grow old.

Yu Youren looked at the mainland:

Bury me in the mountains and see my hometown;

Hometown is intangible and can never be forgotten. Bury me in the mountains and see my continent;

The mainland is invisible, only crying.

The sky is gray and wild;

Shan Ye, state-owned ruin!

Peng Bangzhen: The Hometown of the Moon

The moon in the sky

The moon in the water

The moon in the sky is in the water.

The moon in the water is in the sky.

Look down at the water.

look into the sky

Look at the moon

homesickness

One is in the water

One in the sky