Praise the hometown of ancient poetry and modern poetry

Hometown A street, an old street.

A pot of wine, a pot of old wine.

One **, one old**.

There are many people in the street, but many of them seem to know each other.

Looking at each of their faces, they are printed with sunshine, smiles, visions for tomorrow, and joy for the whole family reunion.

All this is like a pot of wine, never get tired of it, and the older it gets, the more fragrant it becomes.

It's like deducing**, it seems to be repeated every day, but there are new insights every day.

The autumn wind blows the leaves all over the ground, the autumn wind, don't let it become in a hurry, I just ask it to replace the light yellow, simple and fragrant.

For this is my home, my home.

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.

Wangtianmen Mountain Li Bai.

The gate of heaven interrupted the opening of the Chu River, and the blue water flowed eastward to this point.

The green hills on both sides of the strait are opposite each other, and the lonely sail comes by the sun.

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 and bow your head to think of your hometown.

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

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

Tang Dynasty. Wang Wei's "Three Miscellaneous Poems".

Everyone says that Jiangnan is good, and tourists only meet Jiangnan Lao.

The spring water is blue in the sky, and the boat is painted to listen to the rain.

The people on the edge are like the moon, and the frost and snow are condensed on the wrists.

If you are not old, you must return to your hometown, and you must break your intestines when you return to your hometown.

Tang Dynasty. Wei Zhuang "Bodhisattva Man".

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

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

Tang Dynasty. Wang Wei's "Three Miscellaneous Poems".

Modern poems in praise of the hometown are as follows:

1. The hometown is always in the time of departure, in the swaying night dream, countless times to set sail, unable to dock, the hometown is always in the memory, the slightest touch, the nostalgia is in the vein, endless, the hometown is always there, the hometown is in the old acquaintance, refreshed again and again, and the hometown sound is difficult to change.

2. The towering mountains do not belong to my hometown, the rippling sea does not belong to my hometown, the lush forests, do not belong to my hometown, the comfort of the small bridge and flowing water, does not belong to my hometown, my hometown is the plain, where the land is flat and vast, and the wheat fields that cannot be seen at a glance are rushing to the sky one after another, like a huge jade disc.

The vast and vast is far away and charming, the people of my hometown are loyal and simple, the people of my hometown are hardworking and kind, the people of my hometown are hospitable, if you come to my hometown, the parents and villagers who are busy will greet you with a smile, bring out the crispy peanuts for you to taste, cut the sweet sand scoop big watermelon for you to eat, my hometown is located on the East Henan Plain.

3. Hometown beauty, hometown beauty, the most beautiful is the hometown water, the early morning sun shines on the lotus water to sleep, a string of gold and silver beads, the moon falls to the lake, hometown beauty, the favorite is the hometown water, Brother sits on the piano by the water, the willow tree is drunk, Sister and Sister are busy with laundry, the laughter is more crisp, hometown beauty, hometown beauty, the most beautiful is the soft hometown water. The wind blows gently by the water's edge, and the swallows in the sky fly leisurely.

The wanderer from afar, please come back quickly, the hometown is beautiful, the most beautiful is that the people in the hometown are singing every day and are happy every year, one side of the water and soil and one side of the love, born in the heart of the root, hometown beauty, hometown beauty, the most beautiful is the soft hometown water, the wind by the water blows gently, the swallows in the sky fly leisurely, the wanderer in the distance, please come back quickly.

Modern poems in praise of hometown are:

1, "Hometown Beauty": The sweetest hometown water, the most beautiful is the hometown sound, the water is sweet and the country sound is beautiful, better than jade liquid elixir, like fairy music in the world!

2. "Hometown": My hometown is in that beautiful place, the green pines in the mountains are like a green ocean, the branches are lush and dancing in the wind, the sound of the pine waves is like the symphonic movement, the green pines embracing each other is a symbol of unity, and standing proudly is the pillar of the hometown.

3, "Missing You, Hometown": The morning sun decorates the clouds after the rain, and the golden-winged bird is afraid to look at the wings. Wielding Supa, I beckon—ah, I miss you, hometown.

4. "My Hometown": My hometown is Feixiang, next to Guzhang in Taihang Shandong, the ancient city of Gushan and the ancient river, the ancient well, the ancient tree and the ancient stone workshop.

Poem 1: Still the beauty of the hometownThe bamboo pillars in the forest are deep and secluded, and a piece of green wood is the wall.

The clear small shed brook stone is accompanied, and the wooden trestle is like a gallery.

Look at the mountain scenery is the mountain situation, the rivers and mountains are vast and look at the eyes.

Life has a long friendship, but this scene is better than hometown.

Verse 2: HometownThe scenery of Chu country, thousands of miles of warblers crying, thousands of miles of incense, looking at the inside and outside of the cave, but I am boundless;

Up and down the Xiangjiang River, the waves are surging.

The fish leaps into the sky, and the rice turns over the golden waves.

I want to be more free than the gods. Arguments.

In the new year, look at the green willows and red peaches are extraordinarily delicate.

Therefore, Jian Shixiang is so rich, so that Xiaoxiang is a hero.

Pity the northwest desert, the sky is vast, the southeast coast, unique waves;

In the hometown of Confucius, the pearl of the world, only the financial turmoil remains.

is inferior, ask your favorite or Xiaoxiang.

1. The sea is born in the night, and the river spring enters the old year. Where to reach the township book, return to the side of Yanluoyang. 1. Wang Wan's "Under the Solid Mountain in the Second North".

2. Humayi north wind, over the south branch of the bird's nest. 1. Ancient Han poems Nineteen poems "Xingxing, Xingxing, Xingxing".

3. In the night of Chang'an, the residual light is sad. The hometown is cloudy and watery, and it is not suitable to return to the dream.

4. I am more timid in my hometown, and I dare not ask anyone. 1. The question of the Tang and Song dynasties "Du Da Yuling".

5. Look up at the bright moon and look down at your hometown. Yibai "Silent Night Thoughts".

6. Or do everyone do their best to be good in Jiangnan, and tourists are only old in Jiangnan. The spring water is blue in the sky, and the boat is painted to listen to the rain. Yiwei Zhuang "Jiangnan Good":

7. It has only been seven days since the spring was born, and it has been two years since I left home. After the people return to the geese, they think in front of the flowers. 1. Xue Daoheng, "Thinking of People Every Day".

8, whose jade flute is secretly flying and searching, scattered people are full of spring breeze in Los Angeles. In this nocturne, the willows are broken, and no one can afford the old country. 1. Li Bo "Spring Night Los Angeles.

Wen Di 9, 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. 1. Li Bai, "Silent Night Thoughts".

10. Where is your hometown, forget unless you are drunk. 1. Song: Li Qingzhao "Bodhisattva Barbarian".

11. The heart passes away from the south cloud, and the form follows the north goose. Hometown fence chrysanthemum, today a few flowers bloom.

12. If you come from your hometown, you should know about your hometown. In front of the window in the coming day, the cold plum is not blooming? 1. Tang Wang guessed the group Liwei's "Three Miscellaneous Poems".

13. Children don't know each other, so they smile and ask where do they come from? 1. He Zhizhang's "Returning to the Hometown Puppet Book".

Bodhisattva Man Wei Zhuang.

Everyone says that Jiangnan is good, and tourists only meet Jiangnan Lao.

The spring water is blue in the sky, and the boat is painted to listen to the rain.

The people on the edge are like the moon, and the frost and snow are condensed on the wrists.

If you are not old, you must return to your hometown, and you must break your intestines when you return to your hometown.

Remembering Jiangnan Bai Juyi.

The south of the Yangtze River is good, and the scenery is old. The sunrise river flowers are red, and the spring river is as green as blue. Can you not remember Jiangnan?