What are the nostalgic ancient poems of missing relatives?

Li Bai "Farewell to Jingmen".

Outside the Jingmen, come and travel from the Chu country. The mountains follow the plains, and the rivers flow into the great wilderness.

Under the moon, the flying mirror, the clouds are born and the sea is built. still pity the hometown water, thousands of miles to see off the boat.

Wang Wei recalled the Shandong brothers on September 9.

Alone in a foreign land as a stranger, there is one less person in the dogwood.

Silent Night Thoughts Li Bai.

The bright moonlight in front of the bed, suspected frost on the ground. Raise your head to look at the bright moon, bow your head and think of your hometown.

Fifteen nights looking at the moon Wang Jian.

The atrium is white arboreal crows, and the cold dew is silent wet osmanthus.

Tonight, the moon is bright, and I don't know whose house the autumn thoughts are.

Qiu Si Zhang.

Seeing the autumn breeze in Luoyang City, I want to write a book.

The fear was said in a hurry, and the pedestrians opened it again.

Bai Juyi's "Handan Winter Solstice Night Homesickness".

In Handan, it is the winter solstice, and the shadow of the knee-hugging lamp is accompanied.

If you want to sit at home late at night, you should also talk about travelers.

Kazuko by the pond nostalgia Life is everywhere to know what it is, it should be like Feihong stepping on the slush: the mud occasionally leaves fingers and claws, and Hongfei has a complex thing.

Remembering Jiangnan and nostalgia Li Yu (the queen of the Southern Tang Dynasty) how much hatred, in the soul of last night's dream. It is still like the old time to swim in the garden, the car is like flowing water and the horse is like a dragon, and the flower moon is in the spring breeze.

Silent Night Thoughts Li Bai.

The bright moonlight in front of the bed, suspected frost on the ground. Raise your head to look at the bright moon, bow your head and think of your hometown.

Du Fu drums cut off the pedestrians, and the sound of geese in the autumn.

The dew is white from tonight, and the moon is the hometown of Ming.

There are brothers who are scattered, and there is no home to ask about life and death.

The length of the letter is not reached, and the army has not ceased to be suspended.

Handan to the night homesickness.

Bai Juyi Handan post is on the winter solstice, and the shadow in front of the knee-hugging lamp accompanies him.

If you want to sit at home late at night, you should also talk about travelers.

Miscellaneous poems by Wang Wei.

If you come from your hometown, you should know about your hometown.

When I came, in front of the window, the cold plum blossomed?

Li Bai "Farewell to Jingmen".

Outside the Jingmen, come and travel from the Chu country.

The mountains follow the plains, and the rivers flow into the great wilderness.

Under the moon, the flying mirror, the clouds are born and the sea is built.

still pity the hometown water, thousands of miles to see off the boat.

Wang Wei recalled the Shandong brothers on September 9.

Alone in a foreign land as a stranger, every festival is full of relatives.

The remote knowledge brothers ascended to the heights, and there was one less person in the dogwood.

Fifteen nights looking at the moon Wang Jian.

The atrium is white arboreal crows, and the cold dew is silent wet osmanthus.

Tonight, the moon is bright, and I don't know whose house the autumn thoughts are.

Qiu Si Zhang.

Seeing the autumn breeze in Luoyang City, I want to write a book.

The fear was said in a hurry, and the pedestrians opened it again.

Bai Juyi's "Handan Winter Solstice Night Homesickness".

In Handan, it is the winter solstice, and the shadow of the knee-hugging lamp is accompanied.

If you want to sit at home late at night, you should also talk about travelers.

The young left home and the eldest returned.

The country accent has not changed, and the sideburns have returned.

The verses of Si Qin are as follows:1. Sit in the empty hall and reminisce, drink tea and chat instead of getting drunk.

Source: Tang Dynasty Meng Haoran "Qingming is the Matter".

Interpretation: Sitting alone in the empty hall to recall the past, replacing wine with tea, and chatting with comfort.

2. Paper ash flies into white butterflies, and tears and blood stain red azaleas.

Source: Song Dynasty Gao Zhu "Qingming Day to Wine".

Interpretation: The burned paper ash flies everywhere like a white butterfly, lovesick into tears, and teardrops into blood, like a red cuckoo.

3, spring goes to spring, and the cave is wide, and Bai Ping is sad to kill the pulsatilla.

Source: Tang Dynasty Du Fu "Two Songs of Qingming Festival".

Interpretation: The spring water flows endlessly into Dongting Lake, blocking my way back, and the vast white grass as far as the eye can see, and my heart is even more miserable and depressed.

4. In front of the emotional lamp, the guest is on the pillow, and the heart is at the end of the world.

Source: Yuan Dynasty Qiao Ji "Zhegui Ling, Guest Window Qingming".

Interpretation: I don't need to say the gloomy mood in front of the guest lamp, the sadness of living on the lonely pillow, my thoughts always fly far, far away.

5. When can you drive the wine, before the wine falls.

Source: Tang Dynasty Jia Island "Qingming Day Garden Sending Friends".

Interpretation: When can we get together by car? Drinking wine before the flowers fall.

1. The love of the son is endless, and he is happy to return home. - Qing Dynasty Jiang Shiquan "Arriving Home at Dusk".

Translation: A mother's love for her children is endless, and when I arrived home during the Chinese New Year, my mother was so happy!

2. The loving mother leans on the door, and the wanderer travels hard. ——Yuan Dynasty Wang Mian "Mo Xuan Tu I".

Translation: The kind mother leans against the door and looks forward to the child, and the wanderer who travels far away is the bitterness of Hengfeng!

3. The needlework of the winter clothes is dense, and the ink marks of the family letter are new. - Qing Jiang Shiquan, "Home at the End of the Year".

Translation: The stitches of the sewing winter coat are densely packed, and the handwriting and ink marks in the family letter are as if they were new.

4. Sleepless thinking woman, Qi Yinghe, a few anvil pestles. ——Song Dynasty He Zhu "Heavenly Fragrance and Smoke in the Henglin".

Translation: Those poor women who can't sleep send anvils and pestles in the wind and insects.

5. The line in the mother's hand, the wanderer's shirt. Before leaving, I am afraid that I will return late. ——Tang Dynasty Meng Jiao's "The Wanderer's Yin".

Translation: A loving mother uses the needle and thread in her hand to make the garments of her son, who has traveled far away. Before leaving, a stitch was tightly sewn, afraid that his son would come back late and his clothes would be damaged.

6. The love of the son is endless, and he is happy to return home. The cold clothes are densely sewn, and the ink marks of the family letter are new. When he met Pian Qingqing, Hu'er asked about the hardships. He was ashamed of the son of man, and he didn't dare to sigh for the dust. - Qing Dynasty poet Jiang Shiquan "Arriving Home at the Twilight".

Translation: There is no end to the love of the son, and the happiest thing is the timely return of the wanderer. The stitches of the sewing winter clothes are densely packed, and the handwriting and ink marks in the family letter are as if new.

Seeing that her son had lost weight, my mother was distressed and called me to ask me about the difficulties of the journey. Mother, my son is already ashamed of you, and he can't bear to tell you about the dust he has suffered while wandering abroad.

7, don't have a son, don't have a mother, cry bitterly without light during the day. ——Tang Dynasty Bai Juyi's "Mother and Son".

Translation: Mother and son, son and mother, the daytime sun seems to have lost its luster because of sadness, and there is infinite misery in the cry.

8. When you meet, you are thin and thin, and you ask about the hardships. - Qing Dynasty poet Jiang Shiquan "Arriving Home at the Twilight".

Translation: When I saw my son lose weight, my mother was distressed and called me to ask about the difficulties of the journey.

9. Relatives leaned on the door of the hall, and daylily flowers were not seen. ——From the Tang Dynasty: Meng Jiao's "Wanderer".

Translation: The mother leaned against the door, but did not see her son return, when the daylilies bloomed.

10. The love of the son is endless, and he is happy to return home. - Qing Jiang Shiquan's trouser sedan "Arriving Home at the End of the Year".

Translation: A mother's love for her children is endless, and when I arrived home during the Chinese New Year, my mother was so happy!

1. The guest looks at the side, and thinks of the oak and returns to the bitter face.

2. Suddenly heard the ancient tune of the song, and returned to the thought of the towel.

3. People return to the rubber type after the goose, and think in front of the flower.

4. I hope that people will last a long time, and they will be together for thousands of miles.

5. The moon is born on the sea, and the end of the world is at this time.

6. In front of the window in the coming day, the cold plum is not blooming.

7. I am afraid of hurting my mother's heart, and I am secretly white and flowing.

8. Where is your hometown, forget unless you are drunk.

9. Huma follows this wind, and the birds face the south branch.

10. The hometown is more timid, and I dare not ask anyone.

11, Mandan flies to the mirror, and returns to the heart to fold the big knife.

12. Still pity the water of the hometown, and send the boat off thousands of miles.

13, raise a glass to invite Mingyue, and the shadow becomes a trio.

14. How about worrying about renting? Sad!

15. The day is far away, and the day of the belt has slowed down.

16. Life does not meet, and it is like participating in business.

17. A moment and tonight, thousands of miles of hometown love.

18, the dew is white from tonight, and the moon is the hometown of Ming.

19. Raise your head to look at the bright moon and bow your head to think of your hometown.

Silent Night Thoughts. 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, bow your head and think of your hometown.

September 9 recalls the Shandong brothers.

Tang) Wang Wei. Alone in a foreign land as a stranger, every festival is full of relatives.

The remote knowledge brothers ascended to the heights, and there was one less person in the dogwood.

When I was a child, nostalgia was a small stamp, I was at this end, and my mother was at that end.

When I grew up, nostalgia was a narrow ticket, I was at this end, and the bride was at that end.

Later, nostalgia was a low grave, I was outside, and my mother was inside.

And now, nostalgia is a shallow strait, I am at this end, and the mainland is at that end.

Red beans are born in the south, and a few branches are sent in spring.

Last night, the wind opened the dew peach, and the moon wheel in the front hall of Weiyang was high.

Time is not old, joy is always new or new.

This situation can be recalled, but it was already clear at the time.

The days are long and sometimes endless, and this hatred lasts forever.

Saion lost his horse, and he was a blessing to be a bystander, and Fan Li laughed on the shore of the lake.

Ten years of life and death, without thinking, unforgettable.

Whoever says an inch is careless, and he will be rewarded with three springs.

The children returned early from school and were busy releasing paper kites in the east wind.

Qingchuan calendar Hanyang tree, fragrant grass and parrot island.