Homesick and patriotic poems, poems about patriotic homesickness

Wen Tianxiang "Crossing the Zero Ding Yang".

Lu You's "November 1st Wind and Rain".

Xia Wanchun "Farewell to the Clouds".

Nostalgia in the afterglow.

When I was a child, nostalgia was a small stamp.

I'm in the middle of this.

Mother is over there.

Growing up, nostalgia is a narrow ticket.

I'm on this end. The bride is on that end.

Later, nostalgia is a low grave of nostalgia.

I'm out there. Mother is inside.

And now nostalgia is a shallow strait.

I'm on this end. The continent is on that end.

The long wife rested to cover up the tears and mourn the difficulties of the people's livelihood. - Qu Yuan's "Lisao".

Sacrifice your life to go to the country, and see death as if you were going home. - Cao Zhi, "White Horse Chapter".

The humble did not dare to forget the country. - Lu You's "Sick Books".

Wang Shi set the Central Plains Day in the north, and the family sacrifice did not forget to tell Naiweng. - Lu You's "Shi'er".

Since ancient times, no one has died, leaving Dan to take care of his sweat. Wen Tianxiang "Crossing the Zero Ding Yang".

If the country lives and dies for profit, will it not be avoided because of good and evil?—Lin Zexu, "Go to Shu Dengchengkou to show his family".

"The spring grass will be green next year, and the king and grandson will not return""The free flying flowers are as light as a dream, and the boundless rain is as thin as sorrow"."Alone in a foreign land as a stranger, every festival to think of relatives".

Homesick:

Homesickness, 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.

Rainy [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 it.

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.

Homesick for [Tang] 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.