Poetry about homesickness, modern poetry

1. A modern poem about homesickness 1 And under the full moon, there is moonlight that is not cleaned everywhere. Then fold a lotus leaf in Zhang Kuo, wrap it in moonlight and put it in Tang poetry.

Flat, like suppressed acacia ... moonlight has the fragrance of lotus leaves. 2. "Homesickness" Yu Guangzhong's homesickness as a child was a small stamp. When my mother grew up there, homesickness was 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. Homesickness is now a shallow strait. I'm on this continent, at that end. 3. "Homesickness" The song of Xi Murong's hometown is a flute in Qingyuan, which always rings on a moonlit night, but the face of his hometown is a vague disappointment, like a wave in the fog. After parting, homesickness is a tree without rings and will never grow old. I miss the mountains in my hometown. The mountains in my hometown are very green. I miss the water in my hometown. The clouds in my hometown are so green. The clouds in my hometown are so pale. People who miss home are homesick. Day after day, I hope that people will meet with the green mountains and green waters after a long separation. When the bell rang at dawn, homesickness awakened the sleeping MengMeng? Perhaps the dream of homesickness, spring breeze and autumn wind sent away the rhyme of yesterday's parting melody. What you can't give up is that the wind and rain in your hometown have turned into tiny water drops, and the footprints of the wind are rooted in lingering feelings, blowing the branches and leaves of willows and calling for your hometown. Are you okay? Traveling between the stars and the moon, I always feel homesick.

6. "Homesickness" The afterglow of the sunset glow was scattered on the country road and walked into the white smoke in the country. The river in my heart is always flowing, singing and embarking on a long journey with my dreams. I know this road as well as my own eyes. The trees on both sides of the road are swaying, and the flowers are overflowing. Listening to the flowing water of the bridge, watching the ducks leave the river, and watching the green flowers in Liucheng Star bloom, reflecting distant dreams. I hold a hand full of thoughts. The bottle is afraid of breaking my hometown, and my shadow is still getting longer and longer. 7. Homesickness is your childhood dream. Now that you live in a room with heating, you forget your childhood friends in the noisy city. Crowded buildings make you miss your hometown. It's really coming out, going back to my hometown and facing the loess. You certainly don't want us to stop appreciating poetry and really do something about it. "Homesickness" The cuckoo's cry comes from the depths of dreams, with the fragrance of hometown soil. A homesick seed always breaks through the ground in a desolate heart, giving birth to green memories and flowing on countless bright petals. The smoke from the kitchen is the weather vane for rural children to go home, and the mother deeply calls for a graceful river with girls. The original dream winding path places hope on the dream of youth. Dandelions in childhood floated around the world with the wind. In this land full of laughter and tears, all the green hometowns were buried by the city. Through the corridor of memory, it has frozen into autumn leaves and dried with my fiery feelings to become the most precious bookmark! 9. "Homesickness" The lonely night left me in the bright street stars and the moon in the city. Why don't you let me see your face? Do you know who knocked on my mind and disturbed my lingering? Walking on the strings of homesickness, a bright moon hangs like a string in the dark sky, manipulating my nerves and making my pulse beat. Homesick songs sounded. The rainy season in the south of the Yangtze River imitates last year's posture. Whispering in a low voice on a lonely night is like inserting a sharp knife into a wanderer's heart. When the blade cuts the blood vessel, the blood will not flow out crimson. My blood can only flow on the land of my hometown, and the swallows flying in the sky come from my hometown, crying and trying to wake up the soul of the wanderer. The soul of a wanderer was in my heart as early as the moment I left home. My thoughts disrupted time and space and broke the barrier of time, as if I were walking on the strings of homesickness at this moment 1 1. "Homesickness" The ice and snow melt in the warm sun, and the grass grows green all over the world. When the east wind blows the poet's wine that hurts spring, the sunset slowly falls with the flying flowers in March. In March, I dragged my long figure and wandered the streets of a foreign land. The stranger's face is cold and indifferent, looking at every passer-by who hurried by. When endless silk rain obliquely weaves into a thin and dense net, it covers the wandering mood. Leaning against the dilapidated door of an inn, staring at the distant hometown, the dream home is a misty and rainy village, and the flower cat snores and crouches in the arms of its loving mother ... 12, Jia Yuan drinks a pot of moonlight tonight and misses the frogs. The wind in the north is gloomy and dusty, like a faint silver light. The hardships of the world are burning in the chest. After drinking a long-lost cup of melancholy, the moon in the sky can't see the surrounding scenery clearly. The phoenix tree is hazy and tearful, but it is still yellow and mottled. The cicada in the old pond disappeared. Sing 13 hometown, homesickness song, a song named Pu Tang by Li Xianxiu, and a song named Tang Wei: Two Ears of Hometown. My hometown's two ears actually grew into this book, and I caught them, and the whole hometown was pulled out, and the smell was fragrant.

The sky outside the window is still gloomy. My heart, my heart, began to turn from cloudy to sunny.

Night is the best magician, quietly moving sunflowers from hometown to dreams. 14, the lost scarecrow inadvertently looked up, and the moon in the sky began to circle again. The soft moonlight reminds me of my father's words and the familiar lights and kind face under the incandescent lamp in the rental house. Tonight, did my mother look at me in the direction of leaving by the railing and say, it's been another year ... and I just feel homesick. On the most beautiful night in the moonlight, I drunk myself with cheap old wine, and when I looked up, I found that the moonlight was sinking back. I suddenly remembered home 15 and "homesickness", listening to spring like rain, like fog, like a wisp of light smoke, winding around whose heart, dreaming of autumn wind and dusk, meeting autumn rain and homesickness, and homesickness. Whose brow is the autumn rain in Jiangbei knocking at? The night is silent. Sitting alone in a lonely pavilion, it was quiet at first, the wind was colder, and the dew slowly soaked the thin clothes. The night is drawing to a close and the wine is full of tears.

2. A modern poem about homesickness 1, "Under the full moon" Yu Guangzhong fell asleep in a pool of lotus flowers under the full moon without freckles, and the frogs were more intense in summer. This is the most pleasant noise. Sitting on the stone bench by the pool, I have to sleep when I think of my long cilia, and I have to sew up a series of dreams-dreaming that I came to my date to share the coolness of this white stone or become a dragonfly to sip on a lotus leaf in a corner. King Chu? Fireflies patrolling the night said that it was late at night, the fog rose from the pool surface, and the fibrous moonlight was a little fluffy. Then fold a lotus leaf and wrap it in moonlight in Zhang Kuo, and then go back and lay it flat in the Tang poetry, like a crushed acacia. 2. Homesickness Yu Guangzhong was a small stamp when he was a child. When I grew up in this mother's place, homesickness was a narrow ticket. Later, my homesickness was a low grave. I'm outside and my mother is inside.

The face of my hometown is a vague disappointment, like a wave of farewell in the fog. After parting, homesickness is a tree without rings and will never grow old.

Lan Shu, 30 years ago, you looked at me from the top of the willow tree. I was young and you were round. Thirty years later, I looked at you at the top of the coconut tree. You are a glass of country wine, full of homesickness. There should never be stars, moonlight, sleepless nights and travelers to the north. I will send a text message home tonight, hoping for peace in the ancient city. Insects are still cold and tired, so there should be no light and no wind.

3. Who has ancient poems and modern poems about homesickness?

Homesickness is a small stamp when I was a child. I'm here and my mother is there. When I grow up, homesickness is a narrow ticket. I am 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, and I am on this continent, on that side.

Yu Guangzhong —— Four rhymes of homesickness

Give me a bottle of Yangtze River water, Yangtze River water and wine. The taste of drunkenness is homesickness. Give me a bottle of Yangtze River water, Yangtze River water. Give me a bottle of Zhang Haitang Red, Begonia Red and Blood-like Begonia Red. Burning pain is homesickness. Give me Zhang Haitang Red, Begonia Red and Snow White. Waiting for a white letter is waiting for homesickness.

Give me a piece of white snow, white snow, give me a piece of Chimonanthus praecox, Chimonanthus praecox, mother's fragrance is local fragrance, give me a piece of Chimonanthus praecox, Chimonanthus praecox.

Besides, you can also find: osmanthus rain in my hometown by Qi Jun, homesickness by Qiong Yao, jujube pit by Xiao Gan, homesickness by Xi Murong, and rural wine by Lan Shu.

ancient times

Thoughts in the dead of night

Lipper

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

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

Spend the night on Jiande River.

meng haoran

Stop the boat in a foggy small state, when new worries come to the guest's heart.

The vastness of the wilderness is deeper than trees, and the moon is very close to the moon.

Think of my brothers on a moonlit night.

Du Fu

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.

When welcoming a messenger to the capital.

Cen Can

The distance from the east home is very long, and the tears are wet and the sleeves are still flowing.

I'll meet you immediately, without paper and pen. Please tell my family that I'm safe.

Vacation in the mountains reminds me of my brothers in Shandong.

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.

Endless desire

Nalanxingde

Mountain is a journey, and water is a journey.

Go to Guan Yu,

Night light.

Once the wind changes, so does the snow.

I can't dream of breaking my hometown,

There is no such sound in my hometown.

Tianjin Sha Qiu Si

Ma Zhiyuan

Dead vines, old trees, faint crows,

Small bridges and flowing water,

The ancient road and the west wind are thin.

The sun went down,

Heartbroken people are at the end of the world.

People miss home every day.

Xue Daoheng

It has been seven days in spring, and I have been away from home for two years.

The day of returning home is behind the bird's return to the earth, but the idea of returning home has existed before the spring flowers bloom.

Watching the moon on fifteen nights

Wang Jian

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

I don't know who Qiu Si will meet tonight.

Melancholy Qiu Si

Ji Zhang

The annual autumn wind blows to Luoyang city, and my wandering son doesn't know how his relatives in his hometown are; Writing a letter to peace has too much to say and I don't know where to start.

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.

Autumn wind songs

Liu Yuxi

Where is the autumn wind? Xiao Xiao sent the goose.

When the morning light enters the courtyard, lonely guests smell it first.

A traveler's song

Meng Jiao

The mother used the needle and thread in her hand to make clothes for her long-distance son.

Before leaving, I had a stitch for fear that my son would come back late and his clothes would be damaged.

Who can say that a filial child like the weak can repay his mother's love like the sunshine in spring?

Duhanjiang River

Song Wenzhi

The sound outside the spine is broken, after winter, summer and spring.

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

Ye Si's home at the beginning of Handan

Bai Juyi

Every winter solstice, I am accompanied by the shadow in front of the knee lamp.

If you want to sit at home late at night, you should also talk about travelers.

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Wang Wei

You come from your hometown, tell me what happened there! .

Come to the window and open its first cold flower? ?

Chang 'an Jiuri

Director Jiang

My heart went south, but my body came back from north to south in autumn.

How many flowers have bloomed under the hedge in the old garden today?

Melancholy Qiu Si

Ji Zhang

The annual autumn wind blows to Luoyang city, and my wandering son doesn't know how his relatives in his hometown are; Writing a letter to peace has too much to say and I don't know where to start.

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.

4. A modern poem about homesickness. Homesick poem 0 1. Oh, ask this river flowing eastward, whether it can go further than the love of friends! ? -Li Bai 02. I advise you to have a glass of wine. It's unreasonable to go out in the west.

-Wang Wei 03. Where is the sun curtain sail, the horizon breaks people's intestines. -Meng Haoran 04. The solitary sail overlooks the blue sky and only sees the Yangtze River flowing in the sky.

-Li Bai 05. Know yourself in the sea, and heaven is still our neighbor. Wang Bo 06. Looking up, I found it was moonlight, sinking again, and I suddenly remembered home.

-Li Bai 07. I hope people will live for a long time and have a good scenery thousands of miles away. -Su Shi 08. A stranger in a foreign land misses his relatives on holidays.

-Wang Wei 09. If you want to become hundreds of billions, go to the peak to see your hometown. -Liu Zongyuan 10. You asked about the uncertain return date, and the rain rose in the autumn pool at night.

-Li Shangyin 1 1. Spring breeze and green Jiang Nanan, when will the bright moon shine on me? -Wang Anshi 12. I don't know where to blow reeds, hoping to find my hometown overnight.

-Li Yi 13. I will think of you in the clouds, so think of me in the sunset. -Li Bai 14. You left for no reason.

-Xu Shu 15. I know that the human heart is not like a tree, so people don't like flowers. -Xiao Zixian 16. It was a long time ago that I met her, but since we separated, the time has become longer, the east wind is blowing, and a hundred flowers are blooming.

—— Li Shangyin 17. It's embarrassing to know when lovesickness will meet. -Li Bai 18. Endlessness is sorrow, and the end of the world is thoughts.

-Yan Shu 19. I don't know how far you have gone, desolate and boring! -Ouyang Xiu 20. It rained on the leaves of the plane for three nights, and the leaves were leaving. -Zhou Zizhi 2 1. Disappointed with Xiaoying's broken moon, say goodbye.

From then on, sound insulation and dust prevention. -Wei Zhuang 22. Affection hurts parting since ancient times, which is more comparable to the cold autumn festival.

-Liu Yong 23. This past year should be a good time and a good scene. -Liu Yong 24. Sorrow is causing chaos and flying more strangely.

-Zhang Xian 25. Sorrow fades away, like spring water. -Ouyang Xiu 26. I gave the road to the people who returned to Julia, and people's writing gradually became unknown, and they returned empty-handed.

-Zhou Bangyan 27. I'm afraid to leave my arms, but I have a lot to say. -Li Qingzhao 28. Looking at the place, I have added new worries since then.

-Li Qingzhao 29. I immediately shed tears on my soul clothes, which is really self-sufficient. -Cheng Gai 30. Where to synthesize sorrow, autumn will keep people's hearts.

-Wu Wenying 3 1. The rain tonight will definitely turn into acacia. -Liu Ji 32. Let people disappear without words, and the drizzle covers the door.

-Yang Shen 33. Everything is for nothing, and tears flow first. -Li Qingzhao 34. When is infinity because you miss people and don't hate them? -Liu Yong 35. The bright moon building rests alone, and the wine turns into sorrow and tears.

-Fan Zhongyan 36. Tired of the end of the world, go back to the mountain road and look forward to your hometown. -Su Shi 37. Two spring scenes will be completed on the same day, and people will be homesick.

-Bai Juyi 38. Tonight, the moon is full of hope. I wonder who will fall in Qiu Si? -Wang Jian 39. Who hears the broken willow in this serenade, can't help but miss his hometown? -Li Bai 40. The moon, at this time is at sea, over the end of the world. -Zhang Jiuling 4 1. He knows that the dew will be frost tonight, and how bright the moonlight is at home! .

-Du Yong 42. If relatives and friends in Luoyang ask each other, a piece of ice heart is in the jade pot. -Wang Changling 43. Don't worry about the road ahead, no one in the world knows you! -Gao Shi 44. Green hills follow the clouds and rain, and the bright moon has been in two townships.

-Wang Changling 45. This time, brother, what a sad sentence! Li Qingzhao 46. Nothing can eliminate this feeling, only frown, only mind. -Li Qingzhao 47. How much sorrow can you have, just like a river flowing eastward.

-Li Wei 48. Being far away from hate is like spring grass, which is still alive as it goes further and further. -Li Wei 49. Everyone has come to this matter and has no intention of avoiding it.

-Fan Zhongyan 50. If you keep cutting, you will be confused. It is the sadness of parting, especially the general taste in your heart. -Li yu51. Sadness is broken and drunk for no reason. Before the wine arrives, it turns into tears.

-Fan Zhongyan 52. Being a riverside person is full of tears and worries. Don't worry, my friend's prince, you're gone again.

-Bai Juyi 54. You people from my old country, tell me what happened there! . Did the plum blossom when you came to the engraved window of my house? -Wang Wei 55. I would rather love my hometown than two thousand gold from other places.

56. A duckweed belongs to the sea and will be somewhere tomorrow! 57. A glass of turbid wine is Wan Li's home, but Ran Yan hasn't lost his mind. 58. Beauty is not beautiful, hometown water, relatives and hometown people.

People don't know where to go, but peach blossoms are still smiling in the spring breeze. -Cui Hu 60. I didn't see it last year. I cried Man Chun's shirt and sleeves.

-Ouyang xiu 6 1. Where are all the people who come to play with the moon? The scenery is still the same as last year. -Zhao Wei 62. But since the water is still flowing, although we cut it with swords, it is even more sad to raise our glasses.

-Li Bai 63. Poverty for a long time, only endless acacia.

5. Modern homesick poems, 5 sentences of Tang Kong Shao An.

"Fallen Leaves" started the leaves in early autumn and fell like a guest. If you don't want to go down, you will still remember the forest.

Tangsong wenzhi

The article entitled "Dayuling Beiyou" said that the geese flying south turned back here this month. I wonder, will my own trip to the south be turned back? ?

The tide receded, the river rippled quietly, the forest was dark and malaria was scattered. But tomorrow morning, over this mountain, you should meet Ling Toumei.

Tang Wangwei's Mountain Holiday Missing 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.

Tang Libai

Silent night thinking, so bright light at the foot of my bed, may there be frost already? . I looked up at the moon and looked down, feeling nostalgic.

Tang Libai

The bright moon in Guan Shanyue rises from the mountain of heaven, in the infinite haze of the sea of clouds. The mighty wind blew Wan Li and crossed Yumen Pass.

At that time, Han soldiers pointed at the mountain road, and Tubo coveted the vast territory of Qinghai. This is a land of wars in past dynasties, and few soldiers can survive.

The garrison soldier looked at the remote border town, and his hometown could not help but look sad. The soldier's wife looked at the tower and lamented when she would see her relatives far away.

Tang Gao Shi's Night Walk

The cold light in the hotel stayed alone and didn't sleep, and the guest turned sad. My hometown is a thousand miles away tonight, and first frost will be next year.

Don duff

Fortunately, fireflies dare to fly near the sun because of rotten grass. You can order guest clothes when you are not near the book.

The curtain was blown small by the wind, and Dai Yu looked at Lin Wei. The frost is heavy in October, and it drifts irregularly.

Don duff

On the moonlit night, I remember my brothers guarding drums and breaking pedestrians, and the wild geese calling in the early autumn. 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. However, if a peacetime letter goes wrong, there is no truce.

Tang Dai Shulun's "Governing Sichuan Landscape"

Mao Ting in Matsushita is cool in May, and the Tingshayun tree is pale in the evening. On the road, endless homesickness rises, and green mountains and green waters seem to be their hometown.

Don Yili's "Sailing"

Liu Hua flew into the boat and lay down to attract Ling Hua to believe Biliu. It is said that the scenery is all over the Yangtze River and the weather is fine.

On Tang's "Watching the Elephant Wall Cry at Night"

The sand in front of Lefeng is as white as snow, and the moonlight outside the city is like autumn frost. I don't know where the bleak reed flute blows and I look at my hometown all night.

Qiu Si by Tang Zhangji

The annual autumn wind blows to Luoyang city, and my wandering son doesn't know how his relatives in his hometown are; Writing a letter to peace has too much to say and I don't know where to start. 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.

Wang Song Anshi is boating in Guazhou.

Guazhou in Jingkou is separated by several mountains. Jiang Nanan spring breeze is green, when will the bright moon shine on me?

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6. Modern homesick poems: 5 sentences of "Fallen Leaves" in Tang Dynasty Kong Shaoan started the fallen leaves in early autumn and fell like a guest.

If you don't want to go down, you will still remember the forest. Tang Song Wenzhi's "Fishing Ridge North Post" They said that the geese flying south turned back here this month.

I wonder, will my own trip to the south be turned back? ? The tide receded, the river rippled quietly, the forest was dark and malaria was scattered. But tomorrow morning, over this mountain, you should meet Ling Toumei.

Tang's "Mountain Holiday Silu Brothers" people are in a foreign land, and they miss their relatives every holiday. When I think of my brothers' bodies climbing high, I will feel a little regret for not being able to reach me.

Tang Libai's Silent Night Thinking, the foot of the bed is so bright, can it have frosted? . I looked up at the moon and looked down, feeling nostalgic.

Guan Shanyue Tang Libai bright moon hangs high in the sky, with vast smoke waves. The mighty wind blew Wan Li and crossed Yumen Pass.

At that time, Han soldiers pointed at the mountain road, and Tubo coveted the vast territory of Qinghai. This is a land of wars in past dynasties, and few soldiers can survive.

The garrison soldier looked at the remote border town, and his hometown could not help but look sad. The soldier's wife looked at the tower and lamented when she would see her relatives far away.

Tang's "Except Night Work" hotel is cold and sleepless, and the guest's heart turns to sadness. My hometown is a thousand miles away tonight, and first frost will be next year.

Don Duff's fireflies were lucky to fly close to the sun because of rotten grass. You can order guest clothes when you are not near the book.

The curtain was blown small by the wind, and Dai Yu looked at Lin Wei. The frost is heavy in October, and it drifts irregularly.

Tang Du Fu's "Remembering Brothers on a Moonlit Night" was called by Bian Yanqiu at the beginning of the autumn. 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. However, if a peacetime letter goes wrong, there is no truce.

Tang Dai Shulun's "Childish Sichuan Landscape" Panasonic Maoting is cool in May, and Tingshayun is dark in the evening. On the road, endless homesickness rises, and green mountains and green waters seem to be their hometown.

Tang Yili's "Driving a Boat" Liu Huafei got into the boat and fell down to attract Ling Huaxin's blue flow. It is said that the scenery is all over the Yangtze River and the weather is fine.

In the Tang Dynasty, "Night Crying on the Rural Wall" is like snow in front of Yuefeng, and the moon outside the city is like frost. I don't know where the bleak reed flute blows and I look at my hometown all night.

Tang Zhangji's Qiu Si saw the autumn wind in Luoyang, and I wanted the writer to write a meaningful 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.

Wang Song Anshi's "Dengguazhou" is a water room in Guazhou, Jingkou, separated by several mountains. Jiang Nanan spring breeze is green, when will the bright moon shine on me?

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7. Homesickness is a small stamp when I was a child. I'm here and my mother is there. When I grow up, homesickness is a narrow ticket. I am 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, and I am on this continent, on that side.

Yu Guangzhong-Four Rhymes of Homesickness gives me a scoop of Yangtze River water, Yangtze River water and Yangtze River wine. The drunken taste of the Yangtze River water is homesickness. Give me a gourd ladle of Yangtze River water, Yangtze River water, Zhang Haitang red and Haitang red blood. Burning pain is homesickness. Give me a Zhang Haitang red, a Haitang red, a white, a white letter, a white letter. Chimonanthus praecox, Chimonanthus praecox and Mother's fragrance are local fragrances. Give me a wintersweet. Besides, you can also find: osmanthus rain in my hometown by Qi Jun, endless homesickness by Qiong Yao, jujube pit by Xiao Gan, homesickness by Xi Murong and rural wine by Lan Shu. Think of Li Bai in the ancient quiet night, there is such bright light at the foot of my bed, will it have frost? .

I looked up at the moon and looked down, feeling nostalgic. Sleeping at Jiande River Meng Haoran When my boat was sailing in the fog, the days were getting shorter and the memories of the old days began.

The vastness of the wilderness is deeper than trees, and the moon is very close to the moon. On a moonlit night, I remember my brother Du Fu and the wanderer listening to drums and autumn geese.

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. In Cen Can's hometown, whenever an emissary comes to Beijing, the road is long, and the tears are still wet.

I'll meet you immediately, without paper and pen. Please tell my family that I'm safe. I miss my brothers in Shandong on vacation in the mountains. Wang Wei is a stranger and misses his relatives every holiday.

When I think of my brothers' bodies climbing high, I will feel a little regret for not being able to reach me. Sauvignon blanc is a journey to Nalanxing Deshan, and the water is a journey, and it goes to Guan Yu's side, with thousands of lights at night.

The wind changed into snow, and the dream of breaking the hometown failed, and there was no such sound in my hometown. Patio sand, Ma Zhiyuan, Qiu Si, old vines, faint crows, small bridges and flowing water, thin horses on the old road. When the sun sets, heartbroken people are at the end of the world.

Xue Daoheng has only been in spring for seven days, and I have been away from home for two years. The day of returning home is behind the bird's return to the earth, but the idea of returning home has existed before the spring flowers bloom.

Looking at the moon for fifteen nights, Wang Jian's atrium, crows inhabiting Bai Shu, and silent wet osmanthus in Coody Leng. I don't know who Qiu Si will meet tonight.

Qiu Si, a native of Luoyang, saw the autumn wind. He wanted to find a writer 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.

Where does autumn wind attract rachel? Xiao Xiao sent the goose. When the morning light enters the courtyard, lonely guests smell it first.

Wandering in Meng Jiao, the thread in the hands of a loving mother makes clothes for her wayward son. Before leaving, I had a stitch for fear that my son would come back late and his clothes would be damaged.

Who can say that a filial child like the weak can repay his mother's love like the sunshine in spring? Song Wenzhiling, which crossed the Han River, lost its music book. It went through winter and summer and spring.

The closer I get to my hometown, the more timid I am, afraid to inquire about people from home. From Handan to Bai Juyi, I feel homesick all night. Every winter solstice, I hold my knees in front of the lamp to accompany me.

If you want to sit at home late at night, you should also talk about travelers. Wang Weijun is from his hometown. Tell me what happened there! .

Come to the window and open its first cold flower? ? On the 9th day of Chang 'an, General Jiang's heart was driven away by Nanyun, and he followed Beiyan. How many flowers have bloomed under the hedge in the old garden today? Qiu Si, a native of Luoyang, saw the autumn wind and wanted to find a writer 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. [14] Show your son (Lu You) that he is dead and everything is empty, but he is sad to see Kyushu.

Therefore, when the great Song Jun team recaptures the Central Plains, you will hold a home banquet ceremony. Don't forget to tell me the good news! ⒂ Fisherman's pride (Fan Zhongyan) blocked the scenery of Qiu Lai, and Hengyang geese were neglected and besieged on all sides.

Thousands of miles away, the long smoke closes. A glass of turbid wine is Wan Li's home, but Ran Yan hasn't come home yet.

The pipe strength is covered with frost. People don't sleep, and the general has white hair and tears.

[14] A plum blossom crossing the Wujiang River (Jie Jiang) is full of spring worries. The boat on the river rocked and the curtain moved upstairs.

Du Qiuniang and Tainiang Bridge. The wind is floating and the rain is falling.

When will you go home to wash the guest robes? The silver word is the tone, and the heart word is the fragrance.

Time can easily throw people away. Cherry is red and banana is green.

⒄ Tianjingsha Qiu Si (Ma Zhiyuan) Dead vines and old trees faint crows, small bridges and flowing water, old roads and thin horses. When the sun sets, heartbroken people are at the end of the world.

⒅ The prison wall (Tan Sitong) looked at the door, stopped thinking about James Zhang, and endured death for a while. My smile goes from the horizontal knife to the sky and stays in the liver and gallbladder.

Trick chapter feelings (Tan Sitong) Everything in the world is in spring sorrow, and now I cry to Cang Ming. Forty million people shed tears together. Where is China at the end of the world?