Homesick Verses after leaving home 10

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.

1 When 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? (Wang Wei: "Miscellaneous Poems") 2 The young left home and returned to the eldest child, and the hometown accent has not changed, and the sideburns have declined.

When children don't know each other, they smile and ask where do they come from? (He Zhizhang: "Returning to the Hometown Doll Book") 3 The Lingwaiyin book is broken, and the winter is restored to spring.

The hometown is even more timid, and he doesn't dare to ask anyone. (Song Zhiwen: "Crossing the Han River") 4 Outside the green mountains of Klook, in front of the green water.

The tide is wide on both sides, and the wind is hanging.

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

I miss my relatives every festive season.

Alone in a foreign land as a stranger, every festival is homesick.

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?

Homesickness is an emotional experience, and many poets express their longing for their hometown in their works. Here are some classic homesick verses for your reference:

The mountains and rivers of my hometown are still contained, and the fireworks in the world come from the east. "Luo Bing Wang.

Don't think long after the fairy mountain, leave the pavilion across the painting bridge. "Wang Zhilian.

Morning Glory, the deer girl of the Bright River. Slender hands, zaza lanes. "Wang Zhilian.

Home in Penglai Peach Blossom Village, where is Tongzhou? Ten years away from chaos like a guest, I don't love Lishan but I love Wu. "Bai Juyi.

The swallow grass is like bisi, and the Qin mulberry has low green branches. When the king returns to the day, it is the concubine who breaks her intestines. "Anonymous.

The family lived in the south of Chushui, and his father died in the north of Jingshan. Hundreds of tears come and go, and the hometown is goodbye every year. "Du fu.

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

These poems express longing for their hometown, some of them describe the natural landscape of their hometown, while others express the pain of parting. Hopefully, these verses will give you some food for thought and insight.

Where can I get the village book? Return to the edge of Yanluoyang.

In this nocturne, I smell the willows, and no one can afford to scatter the old garden.

Immediately meet without paper and pen, and report peace with the words of the king.

As soon as the wind is watched, Li Duan's snow is changed, and the dream of the broken hometown heart cannot be realized, and there is no sound in the old garden.

Where to reach the township book, return to the side of Yanluoyang.

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

Sad Jiangshang is a stranger, not from his hometown. Excerpt from "South Lookout". It is a common thing to meet guests on the river. Just because he is not a person who is a native of his hometown, he has the sadness of being in a foreign land with Gao Yin, and his feelings of missing his hometown all the time can be seen.

homesick verses; The drums cut off the pedestrians, and the sound of geese on the autumn side. Dew from the white cavity tonight, the moon is the hometown of Ming. The nuclear wheel has brothers who are scattered, and there is no home to ask about life and death. The chief of the letter did not avoid it, and the change of letter was not a truce.

Look up at the bright moon.

Bow your head and think of your hometown.

The verses about homesickness are as follows:

1. Original text: The old garden looks east of the road for a long time, and the double-sleeved dragon bell is not dry. Immediately meet without paper and pen, and report peace with the words of the king.

Interpretation: Looking east at the Chang'an homeland, the road is far away, and the tears of homesickness are wet and difficult to dry the sleeves. When we met in a hurry, there was no pen and paper to write letters, only to ask you to bring a message to report safety to your family.

Appreciation: The language of this poem is simple and natural, full of rich life atmosphere, both life interest and human touch, fresh and bright, deep aftertaste, unpolished, believable, and sincere. Poets are good at refining and summarizing what many people think and want to say in their mouths with artistic techniques to make them have typical meanings.

In the midst of simplicity and showing a rich charm, it can be deeply rooted in the hearts of the people and never forget. Cen Shen's poem has this characteristic.

2. Original text: 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.

Interpretation: The autumn wind is blowing in Luoyang City, and my thoughts are surging in my heart to write a letter to my family to greet peace. Worried that there was something that had not been written in the hurry, he opened the envelope again and checked it before the messenger was about to leave.

Appreciation: The whole poem is completed in one go, clear as words, simple and true expression of the wanderer's mentality. In the feudal society, where the message is inconvenient, people who have lived in other places for a long time often have similar experiences, and once refined by the poet, this extremely ordinary trivial matter and extremely ordinary subject matter has a representative significance.

Every time future generations read it, they often have the sigh of empathy, the so-called people have the same heart and the same reason.

3. Original text: 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.

Interpretation: Everyone says that Jiangnan is good, and visitors who come here should only live in Jiangnan until they grow old. In spring, the river is clearer and greener than the blue of the sky, and you can sleep listening to the rain on the painted boats.

The woman who sells wine in the Jiangnan restaurant is extremely beautiful, and her arms are as white as snow when she holds the wine and lifts her sleeves. Don't go back to your hometown when you're still in your prime, and you'll be sad when you return to your hometown.

Appreciation: This poem is the second poem in the "Five Songs of the Bodhisattva", a response to the first poem. Doesn't the protagonist want to go home?

But if you can't get fame and fame, how can you go back easily? "Everyone says Jiangnan is good. Tourists are only old in the south of the Yangtze River.

How beautifully written! But this kind of beauty is not set off by the beauty of imagery, but by strong emotions, and it is deeply emotional and moving after being infiltrated by reason.

The beauty of Jiangnan is the best in the world, but how can people who live here and escape the war have a sense of belonging? Therefore, these two sentences are depressing. "Spring water is blue in the sky" is the beauty of the scenery in the south of the Yangtze River, and the turquoise water in the south of the Yangtze River is more beautiful than the blue of the sky.

Painting a boat and listening to the rain and sleeping" is the beauty of life in the south of the Yangtze River, lying in the painting boat and listening to the sound of the rain, this kind of life is so leisurely and comfortable compared with the war in the Central Plains. The depression of the first two sentences and the ethereal nature of the last two sentences form an indescribable artistic tension.

Homesickness in the afterglow.

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 is a low grave.

I'm outside, my mother is inside.

And now nostalgia is a shallow strait.

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

1 In the past, I went back, and the willows followed; Now I think about it, the rain and snow are falling - "The Book of Songs." Lesser. Picking Rose".

2 Sad songs can be used as weeping, and distant looks can be angelica - Han Yuefu folk song "Sad Song".

3 Humayi north wind, over the south branch of the bird's nest - Han. Nineteen ancient poems "Xingxing, Xingxing, Xingxing".

4 Whoever says an inch of carelessness will be rewarded with three Chunhui - Tang. Meng Jiao's "The Wanderer's Yin".

5 The hometown is more timid, and he doesn't dare to ask the person who comes—Tang. Song Zhi asked "Du Da Yuling".

6 When 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? — Don. Wang Wei's "Three Miscellaneous Poems".

Don Kong Shaoan.

Falling Leaves" Falling leaves in early autumn are scattered like a guest heart. Flipping over the flight did not want to go down, still reminiscing about the old forest.

Don Song asked.

Title: "The Wild Moon Flying Goose in the South", it is rumored that this time. I have not done anything yet, when will I return?

The tide of Jiang Jing began to fall, and the forest was dim. In the Ming Dynasty, looking at the countryside, you should see Lingtou Mei.

Tang Wang Wei, "Memories of Shandong Brothers on September 9th".

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.

Don Lee Bai.

Silent Night Thoughts" 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.

Don Lee Bai.

Guan Shanyue" The bright moon rises out of the Tianshan Mountains, and the vast sea of clouds. The long wind is tens of thousands of miles, blowing the Yumen Pass.

Hanxia Baideng Road, Hu peep into Qinghai Bay. came to the battlefield, but no one returned.

The soldiers looked at the border towns, and thought about how bitter they were. High-rise buildings are at this night, sighing is not idle.

Don Gao Shi "Except for the Night".

The cold lights of the hotel never sleep, and the guest's heart turned sad. Hometown thinks of thousands of miles tonight, frost sideburns tomorrow another year.

Don Du Fu.

Fireflies are fortunate to come out of the rotten grass and dare to fly close to the sun. Before the book, you can order guest clothes.

The mantle is small with the wind, and the rain looks at the forest. The frost is heavy in October, and there are no rules.

Don Du Fu.

Remembering the Brother on a Moonlit Night" 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 there is no truce.

Don Dai Shulun, "Landscape of Zhizhi River".

Panasonic spear pavilion is cool in May, and Tingsha cloud trees are blue in late. Pedestrians think about the infinite autumn wind, and the green mountains across the water are like hometowns.

Don Li Yi, "Boating".

The willow flower flew into the boat, and the water was led to the water flow. Hearing that the scenery is full of poplars, the sky is sunny and looks at the township building.

Tang Li Yi, "Listening to the Flute in the Surrendered City at Night".

The sand is like snow in front of Huile Peak, and the moon outside the city is like frost. I don't know where to blow the reed pipe, and I recruit people to look at the hometown overnight.

Tang Zhang, "Autumn Thoughts".

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.

Song Wang Anshi, "Docking the Boat in Guazhou".

There is a water room in Guazhou in Beijing, and there are only a few mountains in between. The spring breeze and the south bank of the Green River, when will the bright moon shine on me.

1, "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.

2, "Returning to the Hometown Doll Book" - He Zhizhang.

When he left home and returned to his eldest child, his hometown accent has not changed, and his sideburns have declined.

When children don't know each other, they smile and ask where do they come from?

3, "September 9th Memories of Shandong Brothers" - 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.

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

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.

The autumn wind leads Liu Yuxi.

Where is the autumn breeze?

Xiao Xiao sent a flock of geese.

Towards the courtyard tree, the lonely guest is the first to hear.

Tianjingsha Qiusi.

Withered vines and old trees, faint crows, small bridges and flowing water, ancient roads and westerly winds and thin horses.

The sun is setting, and the heartbroken man is at the end of the world.

People think about it every day. Xue Daoheng has only been in spring for seven days, and he has been away from home for two years.

After the people return to the geese, they think in front of the flowers.

Miscellaneous poems Wang Wei. 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?

Crossing the Han River Song Zhiwen.

The Lingwaiyin book is broken, and the winter is restored to spring.

The hometown is even more timid, and he doesn't dare to ask anyone.

At the foot of the sub-north solid mountain.

Outside the green mountains of Wangwan Klook, in front of the green water.

The tide is wide on both sides, and the wind is hanging.

The sea is born in the night, and the spring of the river enters the old year.

Where to reach the township book, return to the side of Yanluoyang.

Listen to the flute in Los Angeles on a spring night.

Li Bai's jade flute flew darkly, and scattered people filled Los Angeles with a spring breeze.

In this nocturne, the willows are broken, and no one can afford the old country.

Brigade Shuo Fang. Liu Soap has been ten frosts in the guest house and state, and he remembers Xianyang day and night.

For no reason, he crossed the dry water, but he looked at the state as his hometown.

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

People say that the sunset is the end of the world, and you can't see your home at the end of the world.

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

Deciduous trees, cold lights and lonely nights.