What other poems have you read that express homesickness? Write it down and read it to mom and dad!

Poems expressing homesickness are as follows:

First, "Homesickness" Author: Xi Murong

The song of my hometown is a flute in Qingyuan.

It always rings on a moonlit night.

The face of my hometown is a vague disappointment.

Like waves in the fog.

After parting,

Homesickness is a tree without rings.

Never grow old.

Second, Liu Xingchen's "homesick words"

A touch of sunset glow,

Took the sun away during the day.

A glass of hard liquor,

But I can't take filar silk's injury away.

A pool of Yang Shuhua and violet water,

A Qinhuai cage sand moon.

Sandy climbed to the top,

Laugh and sigh.

Memories are helpless, Qin and Han dynasties,

I am down and out in Bashu.

I regret it every day,

One step at a time, it's hard to suffer.

It's not easy to do as the Romans do,

It's no use regretting the stranger who came.

People can't sleep, Leng Yue is like frost,

Where is the heart difficult to decide?

Third, Jia Yuan's Homesickness on a Moonlit Night.

Drink a pot of moonlight tonight,

Miss frogs and drums,

In the direction of hometown,

The wind in the north is melancholy.

It was dusty all the way,

Like a faint silver light,

The hardships of the world,

My chest is burning.

A long cup of sadness,

Drunk the moon in the sky,

I can't see the surrounding scenery clearly,

Misty eyes like frost.

Why is the phoenix tree green and yellow?

Mottled in the aging pond,

Without cicadas in the trees,

I can't sing to my hometown.

Fourth, Lin Yuhe's Homesickness.

The afterglow of the sunset glow,

Scattered on country roads.

Walking into the countryside,

White smoke.

The river in my heart flows forever,

Sing a ballad.

Embark on a long journey with dreams,

I am familiar with this road,

Like your own eyes.

On both sides of the road,

The shadow is dancing,

Wild flowers are fragrant,

Listen to the small bridge flowing water,

Watching ducks leave the river,

Green Liu Chengxing,

The flowers are blooming,

Running water reflects distant dreams.

I'm back.

Holding a bottle full of ideas,

Afraid of breaking.

On the way home,

I still have my shadow,

Pull longer and longer.

Five, "Homesick Night" Author: The Lost Scarecrow

Looking up unintentionally,

The moon in the sky doesn't know when,

It is round again.

The soft moonlight reminds me again,

Father's orders,

Mother's words.

Under the incandescent lamp of the rental house,

Miss the familiar light thousands of miles away,

Zhang Shanliang's face in the light.

Tonight,

Whether mother stood alone at the door again,

Look at the direction I'm leaving,

Say: another year ...

I was just homesick,

With cheap old wine,

Get yourself drunk,

The most beautiful moonlight these nights.

Drunk and singing,

Looking up, I found it was moonlight.

I sank again and suddenly remembered home.