Ancient poems expressing the joy of returning home

Ancient poems expressing the joy of returning home;

Ancient poems:

1, Tang Dynasty "Two Hometown Couplets, Part I";

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.

2. The Dragon Boat Festival in Fan Yao, Tang Yin is in the same state:

White hair falls to the shoulder one foot long, and 35 days away from home is the Dragon Boat Festival.

The child was very happy and surprised to see it, but asked which direction is home?

3, Huang Jingren in the Qing dynasty "Qiuci New Year's Eve accidentally":

Time passed slowly, and there were faint bursts of laughter from all directions.

People standing high on the stone bridge seem to be on earth, staring at the sky, but seeing a star like a moon.

In the Tang Dynasty, Song Wenzhi crossed the Han River.

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.

5. Jiang Shiquan's Year-end Arrival/Year-end Arrival in Qing Dynasty;

I love my son endlessly, and I'm glad to go home.

Cold clothes are needle and thread, and letters from home are ink stains.

If you encounter pity, you will ask for it.

I am ashamed of the son of man and dare not sigh.

Ancient poetry:

1, being in a foreign land, I miss my family more often during the festive season. -"I miss my Shandong brother on vacation in the mountains" Wang Wei

The spring breeze in Jiang Nanan is green. When will the bright moon shine on me? -"Dengguazhou"

The foot of my bed is shining with such bright light, is it frosted already? . I looked up at the moon and looked down, feeling nostalgic. Li Bai's Thoughts on a Quiet Night

You people from my old country, tell me what happened there! . When you pass by my window, are plum blossoms blooming? -Wang Wei's Miscellaneous Poems

5, the mountain is a journey, the water is a journey, the body is facing Guan Yu, and there are 1000 lights at night. With the change of wind and snow, it failed to break the dream of hometown, so there is no such voice in hometown.

6, the old vines are faint, and the bridges are flowing. The ancient road is sparse, the sun sets, and heartbroken people are in the end of the world. -"Tianjingsha * Qiu Si" Ma Zhiyuan

7. Seeing the autumn wind in Luoyang City, I want to write a book. When the letter is written, I am worried that I have not finished what I want to say; When the messenger started, he opened the envelope and gave it to him. Zhang Ji of Qiu Si