Poems and Songs of Homesickness 15, Poems and Songs of 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.

Kezhong cold food 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.

Jiang'an Qiusi 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 to accumulate homesickness, 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 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.

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 I 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 as 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 Blossom Tang] 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?

Jiangwai homesickness Tang] Weizhuang.

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 at the Tang Dynasty from afar.

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.

Homesickness 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.

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.

Looking at the Mainland": Bury me on the high mountain, look at my hometown. The hometown is invisible, and it can never be forgotten; Bury me on the high mountain, looking at my continent. The mainland is not visible, only crying. The sky is vast, the wilderness is vast, and on the mountain, the country is in mourning. ”

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

I'm on this side, and my mother is on the other side.

Growing up, nostalgia is a narrow ticket.

I'm on this end and the bride is on that end.

Later, nostalgia was a low grave.

I'm outside, and my mother is inside.

And now nostalgia is a shallow strait.

I'm on this side, and the continent is on the other side.

Township has been one of the themes of poetry since ancient times. Especially in ancient times when transportation and communication were extremely underdeveloped, once you left your hometown, the road ahead was long, and when was the year of return; The mountains are heavy, who will pass on the township book? As a result, poets who are far away from home often can't help but feel sad, and beautiful and sad poems come out, becoming popular poems for thousands of years.

Touching the scene. The nostalgia that poets dream of is often surged out by encountering some kind of opportunity. The night rain against the journey, the bright moon hanging, the setting sun, the reed flute outside the plug, etc., will affect the poet's longing for his homeland.

Poets often use it to express their poetry. This is the case with "Silent Night Thoughts", which is known as China's first homesick poem

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.

The poems of homesickness are as follows: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.

Sujian Dejiang. Tang] Meng Haoran.

Move the boat to park the smoke, and the sunset is new.

The wild sky is low and the trees are low, and Jiang Qingyue is close to people.

Miscellaneous poems. Tang] Wang Wei.

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

In front of the window in the coming day, the cold plum blossoms?

Shangshan early travel. Tang] Wen Tingyun.

Get up in the morning to march to the priesthood, and go to the hometown of sorrow.

The sound of chickens is in the month of Maodian, and the track is frosty on the bridge.

Mistletoe leaves fall on the mountain road, citrus aurantium flower Ming post wall.

Because of the dream of Du Ling, the wild goose is full of return to the pond.

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.

Homesick poem: Du Fu's "Remembering My Brother on a Moonlit Night".

Remembering my brother on a moonlit night.

Tang Dynasty: Du Fu.

The 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.

Translations. The sound of drums on the upper floor cut off people's comings and goings, and in the autumn of the border plug, a lone goose was chirping.

Since tonight, it has entered the white dew solar term, and the moon is still the brightest in my hometown.

There are brothers, but they are all scattered, and there is no home to inquire about life and death.

Letters sent to Luoyang City often could not be delivered, not to mention the frequent wars that did not stop.

Exegesis. Brother: Humble one's brother.

Drums: More drums on the upper floors. Garrisoned, garrisoned.

Pedestrian break: After the drum sounds, a curfew begins.

Bianqiu: A "autumn side", the autumn borderland, the autumn of the side.

Dew from the night of white: refers to a night in the festival "white dew".

The brothers are scattered, and there is no home to ask about life and death: The brothers are scattered, their homes are gone, and there is no way to know the news of life and death.

Long: Always, always.

Da: Yes. Situation: What's more.

No truce: The war is not over.

Background of creation. This poem was written by Qiu Dufu in Qinzhou in 759 (the second year of the Qianyuan Dynasty). In September of this year, during the Anshi Rebellion, An Lushan and Shi Siming led troops south from Fanyang, captured Bianzhou, and moved west to Luoyang, while Shandong and Henan were in turmoil.

At that time, Du Fu's younger brothers were scattered in this area, and due to the war, there was no communication, which caused him to be strong. Worries and 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 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 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.

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 as 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 at the Tang Dynasty from afar.

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.

Homesickness 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.

September 9 recalls the Shandong brothers.

Wang Wei is a stranger in a foreign land, and he misses his relatives every festival. The remote knowledge brothers ascended to the heights, and there was one less person in the dogwood.

The sun sets, and the moon is poetic. I look at the light and the moon, and I can't forget my old thoughts. Looking forward to the present, the new and the old parting.

Thinking of his hometown in a different place, the inscription poem is a sentimental thought. The moon is cold and the sun is shining, and the frost beats and the rain falls. Homesickness is stronger than wine, thousands of miles away. Heavy rocks, potholes everywhere. I hope that this study will be successful and strive to create a hometown.

--Pseudonym Peng Yan.