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Silent Night Thoughts. Tang] Li Bai.
The bright moonlight in front of the bed is suspected to be frost on the ground.
Raise your head to look at the bright moon and bow your head to think of your hometown.
Rain. Tang] Bai Juyi.
The fog is heavy today, and the rivers and mountains are deep here.
The sound of the beach is more urgent, and the gorge is cloudy.
Looking at the clouds and covering the eyes, homesick raindrops.
How will you comfort the solitude? Rely on this north window piano.
Cold food in the guest. Tang] Li Zhong.
The trip was cold food, homesick tear wipes.
The music book is broken outside the sky, and the peach and plum rain in spring.
There is no clue to drink, but there seems to be a reason for chanting.
Lose to his suburbs, how many people go to the green.
Autumn thoughts on the river bank. Tang] Du Xunhe.
Drive the horse by the river, nostalgia is born step by step.
Raise the whip and wave the willow color, and lose the sound of cicadas in your hand.
The autumn crops are long, and the cold clouds are about the ancient city.
The family is poor and has no land to return to farming.
Send friends on the river to travel south.
Tang] Zhang Qiao. Where nostalgia accumulates, the end of the world gathers turbulence.
The shore is long and the group is late, and the lake is wide and sails in autumn.
Buy wine and go through the fishing house, divide the lights and fishing boats.
When Xiaoxiang sees the geese, he should think of traveling alone.
Homesickness. Don] Buxie.
Lubei pedestrians are absolute, and Yunnan has not returned the letter.
The flowers in front of the court are not swept, and the willows outside the door are climbed.
Sitting for a long time to sell silver candles, worrying about reducing jade face.
Suspense autumn night moon, thousands of miles to take care of the mountain.
Homesick in the winter mountains.
Tang] Zhou He. Ohno began to be strict, and the clouds and the sky were clear.
The trees are cold and scarce, and the mountains are rarely monks.
Collect the snow in the window on the back day, and open the furnace to release inkstone ice.
Suddenly returned to his homeland, and wanted to live in Xiling.
Yunmeng Ancient City Autumn Look.
Tang] Rong Yu. The ruins of the old country are here, and you want to visit the old one.
Once the people change, thousands of years of water and empty flow.
The dream of Zhu is late, and the Jingmen trees are autumn.
The clouds are not dispersed, and the nostalgia is seen from afar.
Except for the night. Tang] Gao Shi.
The cold lights of the hotel never sleep, and the guest's heart turned sad.
The hometown thinks of thousands of miles tonight, and the Ming Dynasty is sad for another year.
Hometown apricot blossoms. Don] Sikong diagram.
Send flowers and wine to enjoy the new bloom, the left flower branch and the right cup.
If you want to ask about flowers and branches and cups of wine, why are people different?
Homesickness outside the river. Tang] Wei Zhuang.
Every year in the spring, the foreign land is sad, and the Duqu yellow warbler can be known.
It was also sunset on the bank of the river, and there was a trace of smoke and willows.
Looking from afar. Tang] Yuan Zhen.
The eyes are full of sad winter scenery and, a mountain mangrove temple side.
Zhongxuan is infinitely homesick and tears, and Zhangshui flows eastward with jasper waves.
and Sanxiang poems. Tang] Gao Qu.
Thousands of mountains and mountains in the north and south, Xuanche who does not miss home.
Leaving Fang Han's sad traces alone, Mo is afraid of hurting Tao Li Yan.
Nostalgia. Tang] Xue Tao.
The water of Emei Mountain is like oil, and I pity my heart and do not tie the boat.
When the film sails away from Jinpu, the voice sings in unison.
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Surname. Zhu Dunru "Xijiang Moon". Original poem: Drinking every day, the flowers bloom in the small garden, singing and dancing and laughing, unrestrained and unhindered. There are several spring dreams in Qingshi, how many wizards in Hongchen, no need to worry about and arrange, and now and now.
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Picking chrysanthemums under the east fence, leisurely see the South Mountain. The words of the Tao through the ages cannot cover the words of Wuliu.