Poetry expressing feelings of leaving home.

1. Poetry about the mood of leaving home

Poetry about feelings of leaving home 1. Poems and sentences expressing the feelings of the homeless.

1, Five Dynasties Li Yu's Outside the Rain Curtain of Langtaosha Preface;

The rain outside the curtain is gurgling, and the spring is fading. Allred-rochow is too cold to stand.

I don't know if I am a dream guest, but I am insatiable in one day.

Don't lean against the fence alone, it is infinite, and it is easier to see when you are away.

Running water is gone, and spring is gone.

Interpretation: The rain outside the curtain is gurgling, and the spring will be strong and weak. Even the brocade quilt covered with Luo Zhi can't stand the cold and cold during the May Watch. Only when you forget that you are a passer-by in your dreams can you enjoy the movie.

One should not go upstairs to look at the fence alone, causing endless thoughts and feelings for the old country. It's easy to leave, but difficult to see my hometown again. In the past, the red flowers withered, just like the lost river went back with the spring. Compared with the past, one is the sky and the other is the earth.

2. In the Tang Dynasty, Wang Wei's "Mountain Residence Sacrifices Shandong Brothers":

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.

Interpretation: A person is a guest alone in a foreign land, and he misses his relatives twice every festive season. Imagine that I was the only one with dogwood on my head when my brothers climbed the mountain and looked far today.

3. Tianjingsha Qiu Si by Ma Zhiyuan in Yuan Dynasty;

Old vines are faint crows, small bridges are flowing, and old roads are thin horses.

When the sun sets, heartbroken people are at the end of the world.

Commentary: At dusk, a group of crows landed on an old tree with withered vines and gave a piercing moan. Under the small bridge, the running water jingles, and the farmhouse next to the small bridge raises smoke. On the ancient road, a thin horse struggled against the west wind. The sunset gradually lost its luster and set from the west. On a cold night, only lonely travelers wander in the distance.

4. Li Bai heard the flute on a spring night in Los Angeles/Luoyang in the Tang Dynasty;

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.

Commentary: Whose exquisite flute secretly makes melodious sound, which flutters with the spring breeze and spreads all over Luoyang City. Who can't help but miss their hometown when they hear the tune of Broken Willow on this night?

5. "Quiet Night Thinking" by Li Bai, a poet in the Tang Dynasty;

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

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

Interpretation: The bright moonlight sprinkled on enough paper in front of the bed, as if the ground was frosted. I couldn't help looking up at the bright moon in the sky outside the window that day, and I couldn't help but bow my head and think of my hometown in the distance.

2. What are the poems and sentences that express the feelings of the homeless?

1, vacationing in the mountains reminds me of my brothers in Shandong.

Tang Dynasty: Wang Wei

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.

A person can't reunite with his family when he is far away from home, and he misses his distant relatives every Double Ninth Festival. Far away, I feel sorry for myself when I think of my brothers climbing high with dogwood.

2. "Two Hometown Couplets, Part One"

Tang Dynasty: He Zhangzhi

Young people leave home, old people return, and the local accent has not changed.

When children meet strangers, they will smile and ask where the guests are from.

I left my hometown when I was young and didn't come back until my twilight years. Although my local accent hasn't changed, my hair on my sideburns has become sparse. None of the children knew me when they saw me. They asked with a smile, where did this guest come from?

Step 3 cross the Han River

Tang Dynasty: Song Wenzhi

The south, who was exiled to Lingnan, cut off contact with relatives, survived the winter and experienced a new year.

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

Exile in Lingnan cut off the news of relatives, survived the winter and experienced a new year. The closer I get to my hometown, the more timid I am, afraid to ask about people from my hometown.

4. "Xuan Mo Figure 1"

Yuan Dynasty: Wang Mian

Brilliant day lily flowers, Luosheng North Hall.

The south wind blows the heart, for whom do you vomit?

A loving mother leans against the door, but a wanderer cannot walk.

May the sun be sparse and the day be fearful.

Looking up at Yunlin, I am ashamed to listen to birds.

Bright day lilies are born under the North Hall. The south wind blows the day lily, swaying for whom to confide fragrance? A kind mother leaned against the door, expecting her child. It's hard for a wanderer to travel far away! The support for parents is alienated every day, and the news of children is not reached every day. Looking up at a cloud forest, I am ashamed to hear the sound of the birds, and I still miss it.

5. Niannujiao Tree Liu Dong Village Wall

Song Dynasty: Xin Qiji

Wild pond flowers fall, rush by, clear. The east wind deceives the guest's dream, and the pillow is cold and timid.

This place was once different when the bow was bent on the bank and the willow was a horse. The building is empty, and the old Swift can talk.

I heard that I was in the east, and pedestrians met me, and the curtain was long. The old hatred in Chunjiang continues, and the new hatred in Yunshan is thousands of times.

I look forward to seeing you again in the Ming Dynasty. You should also be surprised to ask: How many Fahua are there recently?

Wild pond flowers fall, Tomb-Sweeping Day hurried by. Dongfeng bullied passers-by on the road and awakened my short dream. A chill blew on my lonely pillow, and I felt a little cold.

On the bank of the winding river, I once raised a glass to drink with a beautiful woman. Under the weeping willows, I once left beautiful women here. Now that people are gone, only the swallow of the past still lives here, and only it can witness the joy of that time.

It is said that in the east of the busy street, pedestrians have seen her beautiful feet under the curtains. Old things flow like spring in Jiang Xiangdong, gone forever, and new regrets are like Yunshan. If one day, we meet again at the banquet, she will be like a flower in the mirror, and I can't open it. She will be surprised that my hair has turned white again.

3. Poetry describing the mood of leaving home

1. You come from my old country and tell me what happened there! .

When you pass by my window, are plum blossoms blooming? (Wang Wei: "Miscellaneous Poems")

Young people leave home, old people return, and the local accent remains unchanged.

Where do children come from when they meet strangers? (He Zhangzhi: Homecoming Book)

3. Leave the mountain to rest, winter will come, and spring will come.

Now, near my village and meeting people, I dare not ask a question. (Song Wenzhi, "Crossing the Han River")

Under the blue mountain, my boat and I meandered along the green water.

Until the river bank widens at low tide, and no wind blows my lonely sail.

... the night turned into an ocean of the sun, which was Jiang Chunren's year.

I can finally send my messenger, the wild goose, back to Luoyang. (Wang Wan: a berth at the foot of Beibao Mountain)

It's only seven days in spring and two years away from home.

People return to yan zhen, thinking before flowers. (Xue Daoheng: "People are homesick every day")

6. 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. (Li Bai: Quiet Night Thinking)

7. Whose rain flute flies in the dark, and the spring breeze permeates Los Angeles.

In this nocturne, you can't help homesick.

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

Crossing the dry water of mulberry for no reason, I hope Bingzhou is my hometown. (Liu Zao: "Journey to the North")

9. A vagrant heard the drums heralding the battle, and a wild goose sang in autumn.

He knows that the dew will be frost tonight, and how bright the moonlight is at home! .

Oh, my brothers, what's the point of my life without you? .

However, if there is something wrong with letters in peacetime, what can I expect in wartime? . (Du Fu: Remembering brothers on a moonlit night)

4. What poems describe the mood of leaving home?

1, the pride of the fisherman Qiu Si.

Song Dynasty: Fan Zhongyan

The scenery in Qiu Lai is different, and Hengyang Goose is unknown. Around, the sound of the horn sounded, thousands of miles away, and the long smoke closed.

A glass of turbid wine is Wan Li's home, but Ran Yan hasn't come home yet. Qiang tube covered with frost, people do not sleep. The general was white-haired and in tears.

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Autumn is coming, and the scenery in the northwest frontier is different from that in Jiangnan. The geese flew back to Hengyang again, without any intention of staying. At dusk, when the army's horn blows, the surrounding sounds also rise. In the mountains, the twilight is heavy, the mountains are sunset, and the solitary door is closed.

After drinking a glass of turbid wine, I can't help thinking of my hometown thousands of miles away. I failed to defeat an enemy like Dou Xian, and I failed to make a decision earlier. Melodious Qiangdi sounded, the weather was cold and the ground was covered with frost and snow. Late at night, the soldiers couldn't sleep well: the general's beard and hair turned white because of military action; The soldiers have been guarding the border for a long time, and they also shed sad tears.

2. Berthing Guazhou

Song Dynasty: Wang Anshi

Jingkou and Guazhou are just separated by a water, and Zhongshan has only a few heavy green mountains.

The gentle spring breeze turns green again, but, moon in the sky, when can you take me home?

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Jingkou and Guazhou are only separated by a water, and Zhongshan is only separated by several heavy green mountains.

The gentle spring breeze has blown the south bank of the great river green again, but, bright moon in the sky, when can you come home with me?

3. Looking at the moon, thinking of a distant one.

Tang Dynasty: Zhang Jiuling

The moon, at this time is at sea, over the end of the world.

People who love hate long nights and sleepless nights and miss their loved ones.

Put out the candle to love this moonlit room, and I wander in the deep night dew in my clothes.

You can't have beautiful moonlight, just want to meet you in your dreams.

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A bright moon rises in the vast sea, and now you and I are facing each other at the ends of the earth.

All living beings hate the long moonlight and miss their loved ones all night.

Put out the candles and cherish the moonlight in the room. I wandered around in my clothes, feeling the cold at night.

I can't give you beautiful moonlight, I just hope to meet you in my sleep.

4. Two Liangzhou words: one

Tang Dynasty: 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!

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The Yellow River seems to rush out from the white clouds, and Yumenguan is hanging alone in the mountains.

Why do soldiers complain that willows don't sprout and spring breeze can't blow outside Yumen Pass?

5. Hope of Spring

Tang Dynasty: Du Fu

Chang' an fell, the country was broken, and only the mountains and rivers remained; Spring has come, and the sparsely populated Chang' an city is densely forested.

Sad state, can not help but burst into tears, amazing birds, leaving sorrow and hate.

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.

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Chang' an fell and the country was broken, leaving only mountains and rivers; Spring has come, and Chang 'an, which is sparsely populated, has dense vegetation.

Sentimental state affairs, tears can't help splashing, birds are heart-pounding, which only increases sadness but not hatred.

The continuous war has lasted for more than half a year, and there are few letters from home. A letter is worth twelve thousand gold.

Worried, scratching my head, my white hair is getting shorter and shorter, and I can't insert it.

5. Sentences expressing feelings of leaving home

Original publisher: Li

Talking about Mood Phrases when Leaving Home Part I: Talking about Mood Phrases when Leaving Home Part I: Talking about Mood when Leaving Home Part I: Ran Yan Wan Li doesn't know what to do after drinking a glass of turbid wine at home. Second, I hope you can remember me when you leave. Don't ask whether the changeable world will remain tomorrow. When you leave, I will send you a bunch of flowers, which are my smiles and the green leaves are my evergreen thoughts. If I can, I will let you pursue my figure in a moment's leisure. If I were a cocoon hidden deep underground, I would like to sleep for another 20 years, and then break out of the cocoon in the warm spring, turn the pupa into a butterfly and dance for you beside the blue grass. Meeting to say goodbye and returning to the sea is the end of past happiness and the beginning of future happiness. Six, the clouds are still there, and I look at my homesickness. Seven, life is long, you and I meet and leave. Meeting is always short, but parting is long. I just hope that our hearts can closely follow each other. Eight, your figure is a sail, and my eyes are on the river. How many times have I tried to keep you? I can't. I know that friendship is the most precious thing in the world, but freedom is more precious. Nine, don't cherish, never say goodbye, just silently leave. I hope that in the autumn, the tree of friendship will bear fruitful fruits. Ten, we said goodbye in a hurry and went to their distant places. There was no language, no tears, only eternal thoughts and blessings, which made a deep sound in each other's hearts. The mood of leaving home 1. When you set foot on the platform and walked alone, you know how worried I am. Although there are thousands of words in my heart, I can only be impressed by you. I'm sorry, but I won't say it. Second, I don't know who Qiu Si will fall into tonight. Mountains and oceans separate us. There is nothing I can do but meet you again in my memory and in my dream. Four, once there was a smile in my life, but in the end it dissipated like fog, and that smile became deeply buried in my heart.