Describe the poem "Wandering Alone"

1. The cold light in the hotel stays alone and doesn't sleep, and the guest's heart turns sad. My hometown is thinking thousands of miles tonight, and it is another year of the Ming Dynasty.

Besides working at night, Tang has high physical fitness.

The geese flying on the cloudy moon in the south turned back here this month. Birds don't enter, but I don't travel far to Lingnan. I don't know when, when can I return home? The tide receded, the river rippled quietly, the forest was dark and malaria was scattered. Tomorrow I will climb to the top of the mountain and look north at my hometown, or I can see the red berries on the top of the mountain.

Inscription on the wall of Dayu Shanbei Inn (Song Wenzhi)

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.

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 with such bright light. 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.

10, 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.

Tianjingsha Qiu Si (Ma Zhiyuan)

1 1, Bai Shu Crow Atrium, Coody Leng Silent Wet Osmanthus fragrans. I don't know who Qiu Si will meet tonight.

Looking at the bright moon on the fifteenth night (Wang Jian)

12, teenagers leave home and return home, and the local accent does not change. Where do children come from when they meet strangers? (He Zhangzhi: Homecoming Book)

13/ You from my old country, tell me what happened there! . When you pass by my window, are plum blossoms blooming? (Wang Wei: "Miscellaneous Poems")