A poem about the change of hometown

1. What poems describe the great changes in my hometown? 1, I have been away from my hometown for many years, and I have been half-dead recently. Only in front of Jinghu Lake, the spring breeze does not change the waves of the past. -From the Tang Dynasty: He's "Two Hometown Couplets"

Interpretation of vernacular Chinese: I have been away from my hometown for a long time, and after returning home, I feel that the personnel changes in my hometown are really too great. Only the clear water of Jinghu Lake in front of the door ripples in circles under the spring breeze, just like it did more than 50 years ago.

2. Who lives in Wuyi Lane? In retrospect, it is memorable to thank your family. -From the Tang Dynasty: Sun Yuanzhang's Song Dynasty. Wuyi lane

Interpretation of vernacular Chinese: Wuyi Lane, where Wang, Xie and other big families still live, but I don't know who lives there. Looking back at history, I think of Xie's family.

3, Jiangnan Jiangbei hometown, a dream for 30 years. Nowadays, Wuyuan Palace is neglected, and Guangling Taidian is desolate. -From the Five Dynasties: Li Yu's "Looking at Shicheng across the Zhongjiang River and Crying"

Interpretation of vernacular: Jiangnan Jiangbei is my hometown. Thirty years has been like a dream, but now it has become deserted, and Guangling Terrace has become extremely deserted.

4, things are different, heartbroken, dreaming of entering Zhoufang Road. -From Song Dynasty: Cai Shen's Operator

Interpretation of vernacular Chinese: When we return to the original place, we are not what we used to be. People are not the people we know, so it is inevitable that we will feel sad in our hearts. In retrospect, it is like having a beautiful dream.

5, the hometown has been exhausted, and the distance is also neat. -From the Tang Dynasty: Du Fu's Homelessness

Explain in vernacular Chinese: Now that my hometown is gone, it doesn't matter how far away I am.

2. Poems describing the changes of homesickness in hometown remain unchanged for 60 years, and are faint homesickness. What I have been thinking about for years is the desire to go home.

I came back, taking away the wanderer's yearning for going home and the yearning loess belonging to the motherland. That homesickness comes from the yearning for love rooted in this land, transcending the nation, crossing the river, feeling, the loess and the homesickness. Some people say that this is an unchanging idea.

I can't figure out the sadness. Some people say it is a feeling of constant thinking, and I look forward to it again. Homesickness is rain, homesickness is sorrow, missing comes from hometown, missing comes from homesickness.

Only when you love deeply can you understand that missing is a knife, but even a sharp knife can cut your homesickness. People who have left their hometown deeply miss their hometown and their feelings. All the thoughts come from the inner wanderer's yearning for his hometown and faint homesickness.

When I return to my hometown, I will write a book: When I leave home, I will return to my hometown. The local accent has not changed, and the children have never met. I smiled and asked where the guests were from.

3. Modern poets who praise the changes in their hometown! No matter how long you have been away from home, no matter how high your status is, no matter whether you are poor or rich, the most difficult thing to give up is your feelings for your hometown. The most unforgettable thing is the landscape of your hometown, the food you want to eat most, the local accent and rhyme you want to hear most, and the most important thing to do is to contribute your strength to your hometown.

In recent years, the people of Zhucheng, my hometown, under the leadership of the Municipal Party Committee and the Municipal Government, have developed the local economy and built a beautiful home, with wide roads, orderly traffic, prosperous factories and beautiful scenery. They have become a dazzling pearl embedded in the land of southeast Shandong, a dragon with soaring economy and a model of reform and opening up, attracting countless people from all over the country to visit, visit, study, and study.

Some people say that "Zhucheng has many talents". Zhucheng has always been a place of talented people, a big cultural city and a dry dock. A large number of literati such as Su Dongpo, Liu Yong, Cang Kejia and Tao Song not only improved the popularity of Zhucheng, but also left a lot of valuable cultural heritage for Zhucheng, which may be the reason why I like poetry. Foreign trade, Futian, Delis and the groom? Opening angle attached [6] to reduce the burden? Invade Qiang? Are you stupid?

I am thousands of miles away from home, but my heart is closely connected with my hometown. Zhucheng's cultural and economic status in China makes us proud. The great achievements made by various industries in my hometown are the pride of every traveler.

/kloc-joined the army after graduating from high school at the age of 0/9. With a good cultural background and unremitting efforts, I have grown from an ordinary rural youth to a colonel officer and achieved certain results. Finally did not live up to the expectations of fellow villagers. For 30 years, I have been thinking about raising my hometown and fellow villagers with practical actions.

Because of the particularity of the army, I have no more ways to repay my hometown, so I have to use my poetic expertise to publicize my hometown. In the past few years, I have published many poems in different newspapers and periodicals to publicize and praise my hometown. For example, I published Zhucheng Fu in the Grand Ceremony of Contemporary Poets in China (Volume V):

What is Zhucheng Yuan? The unearthed keel was named after it.

Su Shiqian rode to Pinggang, and Liu Yong was the emperor of Beijing for three generations.

The beautiful mausoleum is beautiful. I saw dinosaurs in the dinosaur park.

The balcony is stacked with water, and the sun is shining. Lu Dongming's pearls are dazzling and dazzling.

4. The poem describing the great changes in my hometown has left home when I was young, but my accent has not changed but my sideburns have declined.

We didn't know each other when we met. Where are the visitors?

Mao Zedong

Water adjustment. swim

Just drink Changsha water,

Eating Wuchang fish again.

Crossing the Yangtze River,

Looking at Google on a surface.

No matter how stormy it is,

Better than walking around.

Take a break today,

Son in sichuan yue:

The deceased is like a husband!

The wind blows,

The tortoise and the snake are quiet.

Make great plans.

A bridge flies north and south,

The natural barrier has become a thoroughfare.

Build a stone wall of Xijiang River,

Cut off Wushan Yu Yun,

The high gorge flows out of Pinghu.

Goddess should be safe,

When the world is shocked.

5. What are the famous sayings and ancient poems about "hometown change"? 1. I think some people were born somewhere, so they are not in their place. Chance throws them into an environment casually, but they always miss a hometown where they don't know where they are. -"The Moon and Sixpence"

2. The place that can't be reached is called the distant place, and the world that can't be returned is called the hometown. What I have been longing for is a place farther than the distance. -"Ghost Princess"

In people's minds and hearts, the unique color of birthplace can't be erased, just like speaking with a hometown accent. La Rochefoucauld

4. My eyes can no longer see the hometown where I was born and raised; It is my destiny to suffer innocently. The eagle owl on the roof rang all over the jungle, and my heart groaned and my heart ached. That's what I missed. -Dostoevsky

5, the hometown is exhausted, and the distance is also neat. A mother who is always in pain and has been ill for a long time, appoints a ditch flow for five years. -Du Fu

6. Neither the devil in hell nor the wicked in the world can stop me from returning to my hometown. -The Complete Works of Sherlock Holmes

7, quiet night, imagine, miss home, miss relatives, miss friends! —— Ma Yun

8, the mountains and rivers are not light, vowed not to return home. -Lin Yutang

9. Baiyun is a snowy mountain in the sky; The blue sky is the ocean of the sky; Sunlight is lava in the sky; Haze is a coal mine in the sky; Cluster is the city of heaven; Meteor is the carrier of the sky; Everything in the sky can only be seen from a distance, so the sky is an imaginary hometown. -Gu Cheng

10, the hometown of Jiangnan Jiangbei, a dream for 30 years. -Li Yu

6. A good poem about the change of hometown Part I: Hometown Author: Plum Blossoms Listening to Snow Once upon a time, my hometown was the sadness in my mother's eyes, the frown of my father's locked eyes, and the hunger of children's food. My hometown was a dilapidated and barren land, pregnant with bitterness under the eaves. The leaky roof in summer and rainy season patters like pebbles on the wet house in my mother's heart, full of moldy sighs, and the cold wind howling in winter. How do our doors and windows resist the cold? The howling north wind whipped his father's old back like a whip. Time flies. Life has bent my father's body. Hometown, struggling to breathe in poverty, who will save you? The spring breeze of reform has greened the land of China, and now my hometown is full of vitality. Happiness flowing in mother's wrinkles is joy and drunkenness in father's brow. Look at the carved beams and painted columns when I was a child. The red brick tile house is full of warmth and sweetness. The straight asphalt road extends to the village, to the future and to prosperity. Flowers are in full bloom in the street park, butterflies are playing, smiling faces are filled with joy and comfort, and the fruit-laden picking garden is full of laughter. People sow hope, reap happiness, taste sweetness and listen to strings of sweet notes dancing in the jungle. Crossing the river lingering in the corner of my hometown, my hometown falls on the field of hope Part II: Bridge in my hometown Author: The river in front of Liu Yaer is still green and clear. Under the sunshine, the spring waves are rippling, and the slightly cold wind is blowing head-on, reflecting the graceful veils dancing with weeping willows by the familiar bridge. Occasionally, a few cheerful birds pass through the willows, leaving waves of playful and cheerful birdsong. The elegant big white goose already exists. I can't see the steep spring cold, and I can't wait to jump into the clear water to tease my beautiful image. I wandered by the bridge in my hometown, and my childhood dreams flashed before my eyes. I used to play here, and the splashing water rendered a colorful childhood in the sun. I swam across the bridge from the water to the melon garden in the neighboring village. At the exciting moment when my stomach was full, I did not forget to draw moustaches for my sleeping uncle and beloved girl. On the bridge, sweet words drunk the fish under the bridge. It stopped there and forgot to wag its head and tail. Now I am standing on the small bridge in my hometown. I am already a reflection in the water. How many good memories have the long years taken away? The old man is willing to spend the rest of his life by the bridge in his hometown and enjoy the four seasons of spring, summer, autumn and winter. Happiness in the Afterglow of the Sunset Part III: Rivers in my hometown: Rivers in my hometown are early. It dried up, but it was really stored in my memory. Winding like white jade. Very clear. It is like a stone at the bottom of a smooth river. It has different shapes such as round, pointed and flat. Red, yellow, blue and green are beautiful. Children often wear open-backed pants to pick up stones in the river and lay beautiful pictures. Where there is a gap, the river often washes the pond. Some naughty children often come to swim and play, splashing like water. Beautiful girls often come to the river to wash clothes, and the fast-paced sound of washing clothes and silvery laughter echoed in the fields. Occasionally, I can see the cattle and sheep in the village coming to the river to drink sweet spring water. I don't know how many livestock have been raised and how much irrigation has been done. Come to the river at night to listen to the croak of frogs and the rushing sound of running water. That's a beautiful country nocturne. Why on earth do you want to run a beautiful river? Missing Article 4: Hometown Architecture Author: Hometown eagles soar, and Hometown buildings are mushrooming and growing in rows. Under the blue sky and white clouds, green mountains and green waters are like pearl jadeite. The architecture in my hometown is a poem written by my fellow villagers. My lifelong dream has been cast into a solid foundation to support the backbone of the house. The building in my hometown has a face of a country girl, because your beauty has attracted the envy of the whole city. There are modern factories around you, and the buildings in your hometown declare the prosperity and strength of the new countryside. Modern civilization has entered ordinary families, and every family lives in a dream paradise. Children are singing cheerful songs, happy songs, echoing in the countryside. Chapter 5: Hometown that I can't go back to. Author: Slogan, poor scholar, long-distance hard work, tears in eyes, hometown in festivals, this is an extremely cheerful secular feast, and aunts flatter them. Claiming official positions, big and small, the villagers are talking about the bosses' money very much, pointing fingers and saying that cars and luxury houses are luxurious. I stood at the entrance of the village, afraid to recognize my childhood friends. They are not good at asking me my name, and I am not good at asking them their name. Villagers also have small buildings, milk and pure water. Don't be modest. Villagers who want to be on the genealogy are happy to ask what your official position is. How much is your house and car? Are you going home to build a house? I am dragging some small change in my pocket.

7. What poems describe the great changes in my hometown? 1 ... Night gives way to the ocean of the sun, and the old year melts in freshness. I can finally send my messenger, the wild goose, back to Luoyang. -Wang Wan's berth at the foot of Beibao Mountain.

2. Humayi north wind, crossing the south branch of the Bird's Nest. -Han's Nineteen Ancient Poems: Walking and Re-walking

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

Now, close to my village and meeting people, I dare not ask a question. -Tang Song Wen Zhi "Crossing the Han River"

Looking up, I found that it was moonlight, sinking again, and I suddenly remembered home. -Li Bai's Thoughts on a Quiet Night

6. Where do children come from when they meet strangers? -He Zhangzhi's Homecoming Book

7. Sad songs can be used as tears, while looking far away can be used as angelica. -Han Yuefu folk song "Elegy"

8. Whose flute flies in the dark, while people are scattered in the spring breeze. In this nocturne, everyone can't remember the national conditions. -Li Bai's "Smelling the flute in Los Angeles on a Spring Night"

9. Where is your hometown? Forget it unless you're drunk. -Song Liqingzhao's "Bodhisattva Man"

10. People have only been away from home for seven days in spring. 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. Xue Daoheng's "Every Day Someone Homesick"

1 ... Night gives way to the ocean of the sun, and the old year melts in freshness. I can finally send my messenger, the wild goose, back to Luoyang. -Tang Wangwan is a berth at the foot of Beibao Mountain.

The night will pass and the rising sun will rise on the sea; Before the end of the year, Jiangnan has entered the spring. What is a letter from home during the trip? Or entrust the geese returning from the north to take them to Luoyang in the distance.

2. Humayi north wind, crossing the south branch of the Bird's Nest. -Han's Nineteen Ancient Poems: Walking and Re-walking

Huma comes from the north, so it is attached to the north wind; The Vietnamese bird comes from the south, so its nest stays in the south branch. Metaphor does not forget the roots.

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

Did Chimonanthus praecox bloom in front of my carved window when you came?

Now, close to my village and meeting people, I dare not ask a question. -Tang Song Wen Zhi "Crossing the Han River"

The closer I get to my hometown, the more I panic. Even people who meet their hometown on the road are eager to know about their hometown, but they hesitate to ask questions.

Looking up, I found that it was moonlight, sinking again, and I suddenly remembered home. -Tang Li Bai's "Silent Night Thinking"

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.

6. Where do children come from when they meet strangers? -Tang and Zhang Zhi's Homecoming Book

Children in my hometown don't even know me when they see me. They asked me with a smile: Where did this guest come from?

7. Sad songs can be used as tears, while looking far away can be used as angelica. -Han Yuefu folk song "Elegy"

A sad song replaces the cry of homesickness, and the right to climb high and look far should be returned to hometown.

8. Whose flute flies in the dark, while people are scattered in the spring breeze. In this nocturne, everyone can't remember the national conditions. -Tang Li Bai's "Smelling the flute in Los Angeles on a Spring Night"

Whose house is the melodious flute coming from? As the spring breeze flutters, it spreads all over Luoyang. Just tonight, who won't miss home when I hear the sad "Broken Willow"?

9. Where is your hometown? Forget it unless you're drunk. -Song Qingzhao's Bodhisattva Man

Where is my hometown that I miss day and night? Only in drunken dreams can we forget the sadness of homesickness.

10. People have only been away from home for seven days in spring. 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. Sui's "Every Day Someone Homesick"

It's been seven days since spring and two years since I left home. The day of going home will fall behind the geese flying north in spring, but the idea of going home exists before the spring flowers bloom.

8. A poem that symbolizes the great changes in my hometown. I have been away from my hometown for many years, and my personnel have been exhausted by half recently.

Only in front of Jinghu Lake, the spring breeze does not change the waves of the past. "Two Hometown Couplets" Tang Dynasty: How to interpret: I left my hometown for many years, and people and things have changed a lot in recent years.

Only the lake in front of the door, the spring breeze will not get old. 2, the hometown is tired, and the distance is clean.

-"Homeless" Tang Dynasty: Du Fu's interpretation: Since the hometown has disappeared, it doesn't matter how far it is. 3. Jiangnan Jiangbei Hometown, a 30-year dream.

Today, Wu Wei is cold; Guangling Taidian is desolate. The next five generations of "Crossing the Zhongjiang River and Looking at Shicheng to Cry": Interpretation by Li Yu: Jiangnan Jiangbei is my hometown. Thirty years has been like a dream, but now it has become deserted, and Guangling Terrace has become extremely deserted.

4. The princess of Wusun tribe misses the distant land, and a sad sadness rises in the dust of Siberian prairie. Let's talk about Dong Chui's Biography of the Law of the Tang Dynasty: "Wu Sun's family left their hometown and complained a lot. "。

5。 Why do we talk about language and trivial things in our hometown all night? On Su Long in Tang Dynasty: Interpretation of Han Yu: How to say hometown, or just hometown? 6. Look at your hometown with a high vision, only in the depths of white clouds.

I miss my hometown for a long time, but I am lonely and focused. Du Yu's "Nian Nujiao, Avoiding the Land, New Pavilion Manhe" Song Dynasty: Interpretation of Wang Lan: Standing on a high place looking at my hometown, deep in the white clouds, I miss you every day and can't go home. 7. After the war, they packed their bows and arrows and returned to their hometown due west.

Every year, the county will send people to make a mound with Liaodong. "Journey to Liaodong" Tang Dynasty: Wang Jian's interpretation: The war is over, and we each put away our bows and arrows and prepared to go back to our hometown in the west.

8. The night is full of frost, and sometimes I dream of my hometown. Song: Interpretation of Yuwen Xuzhong: I miss my hometown grass frost at night and sometimes dream of my hometown.

9. I live in 100 families, and everything is in a mess. "Homeless" Tang Dynasty: Du Fu's interpretation: There are many houses near me, just like parting ways in troubled times.

10, lives in a light smoke room and has nothing to do with dust. Pour the residual jade through the bamboo, roll up the "Huang Ting" and lie down to see the mountain.

Living in a very rural place, everything in the world doesn't matter. 1 1, the family is crisp in autumn and the neighborhood is cold at night. Tang Dynasty: Li Bai explained: In autumn, we have to do very hard farm work in the fields at home, and the girls next door are always very cold in spring nights.

12, tell me, where do you live? Near here, next to the fishing pond? . Let's catch our boat together and see if we belong to the same town. ..

Tell me, where do you live? Long journey Tang Dynasty: Cui Interpretation: Where do you live? My home is in Hengtang. I stopped the boat and asked questions for a while, but I am a fellow villager. Yes, I live here, by the river, and I have sailed on this river countless times.

You and me, we were both born in Chang Gan, you and me! It's a pity that we have never met. Yes, I live here, by the river on the Long March Road. Tang Dynasty: Cui Hao's explanation: My home is near the inside of Jiujiang, where the water comes and goes. We are all from this place and have never met each other since childhood.

9. A poem about the change of hometown: a street, an old street.

A pot of wine, a pot of old wine

A photo, an old photo.

There are countless people coming and going in the street.

I've never seen it before, but it's familiar.

Because of their faces,

Everyone has sunshine, smiles,

With a vision for the future,

There is jubilation of family reunion.

Like a pot of wine,

Never tire of watching it, the older you get, the more fragrant you get.

It's like taking another photo,

It seems to be repeated every day,

But every day there are new ideas.

Autumn wind blows leaves all over the ground for life,

Autumn wind, let it continue,

I only ask it to keep this light yellow, simple and fragrant.

Because this is my home, my hometown.