An ancient poem about wanting to go home.

1, the thread at the foot of my bed is so bright, can it be frosted already? . I looked up at the moon and looked down, feeling nostalgic. Tang Li Bai —— Thoughts on a Quiet Night

2. The Panasonic Mao Ting is cool in May, and the Tingshayun tree is dark in the evening. On the road, endless homesickness rises, and green mountains and green waters seem to be their hometown. Don Dai Shulun —— Landscape of Zhichuan

3. Liu Hua flew into the boat and lay down to attract Ling Hua to believe in Blue Stream. It is said that the scenery is all over the Yangtze River and the weather is fine. Don Yili-sailing on the ship

4. Defeat pedestrians and pass the first call of a wild goose on the border in autumn. The dew turns to frost tonight, and the moonlight at home is bright!

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

6. The curtains were blown small by the wind, and Dai Yu looked at Lin Wei. The frost is heavy in October, and it drifts irregularly. Don Du Fu —— Firefly

7. A stranger in a foreign land misses his relatives during holidays. When I think of my brothers' bodies climbing high, I will feel a little regret for not being able to reach me. Tang Wangwei —— On Mountain Holiday Thinking of My Shandong Brothers

8. The sand is like snow before 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 Yi Li —— On Shouxiang Wall Crying at Night