A happy poem when a wanderer returns home.

Poetry about wandering home 1. What are the poems about wandering home?

1. "Two Hometown Couplets, Part One" What about the Tang Dynasty

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. Xue Daoheng, who was homesick every day in Sui Dynasty.

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.

3. Meng Jiao, a wanderer in the Tang Dynasty

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?

4. Chen Tao, a wanderer in the Tang Dynasty

Living in Wu is like Lin Shu. I am shocked and hurt.

Snow is three feet away from the river, where is Tianshan Mountain.

The north wind has no heavy clothes, and servants and horses are hungry and cold.

It's hard to leave your wife.

Men have clear values, are they long clay pots?

Who is the puppet, who waits for the golden lamp.

Depressed and poor, carefree and unprovoked.

If you can't get into the name, you can't retreat from the rock.

The poor have passed, and the situation is like jumping pills.

It's heartbreaking to be rich and bitter.

Swear that the spring sun will shake Mo Xiaohan.

5. "Crossing the Han River" by Song Wenzhi in Tang Dynasty

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.

2. What poems describe "the joy of wandering home"?

Where do children come from when they meet strangers?

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.

So, I want to bid farewell to the tears and tears in my hometown, and I want to dry your clothes today.

Every year when I go back to the East, I am ashamed to see the old master of Chang 'an.

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

1. What is the Homecoming Book?

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

Where do children come from when they meet strangers?

2. "People miss home every day" Xue Daoheng

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

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.

3. "Homecoming" Rongyu

In March in Jiangcheng Liu, tourists were given away for five years.

So, I want to bid farewell to the tears and tears in my hometown, and I want to dry your clothes today.

4. "The master who left his hometown and Chang 'an" Dou Lufu

When the guests were worried about spring, Wen Ying began to sigh that wicker was new.

Every year when I go back to the East, I am ashamed to see the old master of Chang 'an.

5. "Crossing the Han River" 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.

3. Poems about wandering home

1, people say that the sunset is the end of the world, but you can't see home when you look at the end of the world. -Li Gou's homesickness

Interpretation: People say that the place where the sun goes down is the end of the world. I try my best to see the end of the world, but I can't see my home.

2, the moon, now full of the sea, the end of the world at this time. -Zhang Jiuling's "Full Moon Philip Burkart"

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

3. Mochow has no confidant in the road ahead, and no one in the world knows you. -Gao Shi's "Two Poems of Biedong University"

Interpretation: Don't worry that there is no confidant in the road ahead. Who doesn't know you in the world?

On the green spring day, I started to go home, singing my songs loudly and drinking my wine. -Du Fu's "The banks of the Yellow River were recovered by the imperial army"

Interpretation: I want to indulge in wine and sing, and go back to my hometown together in spring.

He knows that the dew will be frost tonight, and how bright the moonlight is at home! . -Du Fu's Moonlight Remembering My Brother

Interpretation: Starting from tonight, entering the Millennium solar terms, the moon in my hometown is still the brightest.

6. Broad sky and homesickness. -Zhang Jiuling's "Xijiang Night Walk"

Interpretation: Heaven and earth are empty, and homesickness is unforgettable.

7. May people live for a long time, and thousands of miles are beautiful. -Su Shi's "Mid-Autumn Festival with Water Tune and Ice Dust"

Interpretation: I only hope that all relatives in this world can be safe and healthy, and even if they are thousands of miles apart, they can enjoy this beautiful moonlight.

8. If relatives and friends in Luoyang ask each other, a piece of ice heart is in the jade pot. -Wang Changling "Breaking up with Xin Jian at Furong Inn"

Interpretation: Friend, if relatives and friends in Luoyang ask about me; Just say I'm still Bing Xin and stick to my beliefs!

9. The drooping leaves on foreign trees and the cold light of lonely lanterns at night. -Ma Dai's "Autumn Chrysanthemum on the Dam"

Interpretation: Facing the fallen leaves of trees elsewhere, the lonely lamp on a cold night shines on me alone.

10, the spring breeze in Jiang Nanan is green. When will the bright moon shine on me? -Wang Anshi's "Dengguazhou"

Interpretation: 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?

4. What poems are there to describe the feeling of wandering home?

1, "Go home at the end of the year"

Qing Dynasty: Jiang Shiquan

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.

A mother's love for her children is endless. How happy my mother is to go home during the Spring Festival! She is sewing a cotton-padded coat for me. The needle and thread are tight. The letter I sent home has just arrived, and the ink is still wet. As soon as I met my mother, she said affectionately that I had lost weight and repeatedly asked me if I was suffering outside. I bowed my head in shame and dared not tell her about my wandering.

2, "Complaining about the heart, sleepless on a cold night"

Song Dynasty: Wu Ji

Maodian can't sleep at night, and the waning moon shines on the whip. When the yellow flowers are raining, rush to board the ferry.

Gulls are like snow and water is like sky. I remember that year. Going home should be childish to laugh at me.

It's freezing in the middle of the night, and I can't sleep alone in a simple hotel. I got up in the middle of the night in a hurry, and the moon shone on me. It's raining and autumn chrysanthemums are in full bloom. I'm busy catching the ferry home. Seagulls are as clean as snow, and rivers are as clear as blue sky, which reminds me of my hometown. I can't help daydreaming. When I get home, the children will grab my skirt and laugh at my white hair.

3. "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 has not changed, my hair on my temples has become sparse. None of the children knew me when they saw me. They asked with a smile, where did this guest come from?

4. Crossing 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.

The banks of the Yellow River were recovered by the imperial army.

Tang Dynasty: Du Fu

The news of this distant western station! The north has been recovered! At first, I couldn't stop crying on my coat.

Where are my wife and son? There is not a trace of sadness on their faces. However, I packed my books and poems crazily.

On a green spring day, I began to go home, singing my songs loudly and drinking my wine.

Come back from this mountain, pass another mountain, go up from the south and then go north-to my own town! .

Outside the sword gate, the good news came suddenly, and the government forces recovered the northern part of Hebei. When I am happy, tears are all over my clothes. Looking back on his wife and children, he has also swept away the gloom and rolled up his poems, which made the whole family ecstatic. I want to drink and sing and go back to my hometown together in spring. My soul has already soared, so I went from the dam to Wuxia, then to Xiangyang and went straight to Luoyang.

5. There are poems about wandering homesickness.

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? 2. Whose rain flute flies in the dark, and the spring breeze permeates Los Angeles. In this nocturne, the willow is broken, and no one can afford to be homesick. The east of my hometown is far away, but tears will never stay in my eyes. I'll meet you immediately, without paper and pen. Please tell my family that I'm safe. Before returning to Lefeng, the sand is like snow, 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.

Homesickness, quiet night, Tang Libai, the foot of the bed is so bright, can it have frost? . I looked up at the moon and looked down, feeling nostalgic. The rainy Tang Bai lived in Kashgar, where the mountains and rivers are deep. In autumn, the sound of the beach is more urgent and the canyon is overcast. Watching clouds cover your eyes, homesick for raindrops. How will you comfort your loneliness? Thanks to this north window piano. Cold food is right in the middle of Tang Li's trip. Cold food, homesick tears towel. The sound book is broken in the sky, and the peach and plum spring rain. Not in the mood to drink, but there is reason to sing. How many people went for an outing after losing him abroad?

Emotion in poetry

1. Thread in the hands of a kind-hearted mother, making 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? (Meng Jiao: "Wanderer")

2. Boil beans and burn beans, and the beans will cry in the pot.

We are born from the same root, so why should we speculate with each other? (Cao Zhi: "Seven Steps Poetry")

3. My parents heard that the woman came and went out to help each other;

As soon as Sister A heard that Sister Mei was coming, she had to cut her red makeup.

When I heard my sister coming, I sharpened my knife at pigs and sheep. ("Mulan Ci")

Although a country is divided, the mountains and rivers remain forever, and the spring of trees and grass is back.

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. (Du Fu: Hope in Spring)

5. A vagrant heard the drums that predicted the battle, and a wild goose rang in 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.

Letters sent to Luoyang city are often not delivered, and wars often do not stop. (Du Fu: "Remembering Brothers on a Moonlit Night")

6. Seeing the autumn wind in Luoyang, 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: "Qiu Si")

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. (Wang Wei: vacationing in the mountains reminds me of my brothers in Shandong)

8. Every winter solstice in Handan, I always have a knee lamp.

If you want to sit at home late at night, you should also talk about travelers. (Bai Juyi: "The Solstice of Winter in Handan" misses home at night)

9. The child took the clothes and asked: Why don't you come back?

* * * Who is fighting for time to win sideburns? (Du Mu: "Going Home")

Nostalgia in Poetry

1. You people from my old country, tell me what happened there! .

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

2. I left home when I was young, and my local accent has not changed.

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.

The closer I get to my hometown, the more timid I am, afraid to inquire about people from home. (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 now gives way to the ocean of the sun, and Jiang Chunren was in the old 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.

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: "People are homesick every day")

6. The foot of my bed is shining so brightly. Is it frosty already? .

I looked up at the moon and looked down, feeling nostalgic. (Li Bai: "Silent Night Thinking")

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

In this nocturne, the willow is broken, and no one can afford to be homesick. (Li Bai: The Flute in Los Angeles on a Spring Night)

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

For no reason, I crossed the mulberry river, but I hope that Bing is my hometown. (Liu Zao: "Journey to the North")

9. A vagrant hears drums that indicate fighting, and a wild goose rings in 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.

Letters sent to Luoyang city are often not delivered, and wars often do not stop. (Du Fu: "Remembering Brothers on a Moonlit Night")

6. Poems about wandering home

1. Being a stranger alone in a foreign land, I miss my family twice every festive season. -"Holidays in the Mountains Think of Brothers in Shandong" Wang Wei 2. The spring breeze in Jiang Nanan is green. When will the bright moon shine on me? -"Boating in Guazhou" 3. The foot of my bed is shining with such bright light. Is it frosty already? Looking up, I found that it was moonlight, and it sank back again. I suddenly remembered my hometown Li Bai's "Thinking about a Quiet Night" 4. You people from my old country, tell me what happened there! When you passed my window, was that Mei Han Mei and Hua Wei? -Wang Wei's Miscellaneous Poems. 5. a trip in the mountains, a trip in the water, walking towards Guan Yu, lights are on at midnight. When the wind changed, the snow changed, and the dream of breaking the hometown failed, there was no such sound in the garden. -"Sauvignon Blanc" Nalan Xingde. 6. Old vines and faint crows, small bridges and flowing water, and the west wind and thin horse ancient road. Pedestrians are coming and leaving. -"Qiu Si" Zhang Ji 8. The thread in the hands of a loving mother made clothes for her wayward son. She sewed and mended them carefully, for fear of delaying his return home. However, the grass had much love and won three times in spring. 0 1. Oh, ask this river flowing eastward, whether it can go further than the love of friends! ? -Li Bai 02. Advise you a glass of wine. Westerners have no reason to go out. -Wang Wei 03. Where the sails sail at sunset, the horizon breaks people's intestines. -Meng Haoran 04. The lonely sail is far away, just watching the Yangtze River flow 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. Think twice about your relatives during the festive season. -Wang Wei 09. If I want to spend hundreds of billions, I will go to the summit to see my hometown. -Liu Zongyuan 10. You ask me, before the date of returning home, the late rain rises in the autumn pool. -Li Shangyin 1 1. Spring breeze is green, and Jiang Nanan is green. When will the bright moon shine on me? -Wang Anshi 65438. So think of me in the sunset. -Li Bai 14. There is no reason to remember long-term parting. -Xu Shu 15. We know that the human heart is not like a tree, but people who care for it are 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. When lovesickness meets, you never know when. -Ouyang Xiu 20. It rained on the plane leaves in the middle of the night, and the voice of the leaves was parting. -Zhou Zizhi 2 1. It is time to say goodbye to Xiaoying's waning moon. Since then, it has been soundproof dust. -Wei Zhuang 22. Affectionate parting since ancient times is more worthy of being ignored in the clear autumn season. -Liu Yong 23. This is a good time to go here. All the way is like spring water. -Ouyang Xiu 26. All the way back to Julia, people are getting rusty and come back with sadness. -Zhou Bangyan 27. I'm afraid of suffering from leaving my arms, but I still have to rest after I say what I want to say. -Li Qingzhao 28. Staring at this place, I will add new sadness from now on. -Li Qingzhao 29. I immediately left my soul clothes and shed tears. It must become a acacia tree. -Liu Ji 32. It makes people speechless, and the drizzle covers the door. -Yang Shen 33. Everything is man's fault. If you want to talk, cry first. -Li Qingzhao 34. Because I miss people, it's time to leave sadness and not hate. -Liu Yong 35. The bright moon tower is high and lonely, and the wine has turned into homesick tears. -Fan Zhongyan 36. The end of the world is tired of tourists, and the way home in the mountains is broken. -Su Shi 37. The spring scenery in the two places is the same day, and people are homesick. -Bai Juyi 38. Tonight, people in the bright moon are looking forward to it. I wonder whose home Qiu Si will be. -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.