Wang Wei's Mid-Autumn homesick poems

1. Wang Wei's homesickness poems (Wang Wei's homesickness poems)

Wang Wei's homesick poems 1. Wang Wei's homesick poems

You have just come from our hometown, and we must understand the world. When you pass by my window, are plum blossoms blooming? -"Miscellaneous Poetry"

I am a lonely stranger in a strange land, and I miss my family more often during the holidays. -"Thinking of my Shandong brother on vacation in the mountains"

Seeing friends off in the mountains, Chai Men is half hidden at sunset. Spring grass is green every year, but what about you, my friend Prince? . -"farewell"

I got off the horse, poured you wine and asked where you were going and why.

You said you would go back to Zhongnanshan because you were not proud of your life.

Just left, I want to ask again, look at the white clouds floating. -"farewell"

My life will be white. Years old, Yan Sicang satrap. -"Autumn Night Sitting Alone with Brother-in-law Cui Xingzong"

Sighing white hair

How long am I?

The day in the temple has turned white.

Pitch between heaven and earth.

When can I be a guest?

Disappointed with mountains and clouds.

Day and night are empty.

What matters is when people.

The East City is strange to the South.

Send my brothers and sisters to the mountains.

There are many couples in the mountains, and Zen is a group.

Looking from a distance through the wall, you should only see white clouds.

Tourists shouldn't come back, so they start to miss home. -"Listen to the warbler"

2. Wang Wei's homesick poems

Now the mountain is cold and blue. From my cabin in Wangchuan to the news of Pei Di, the autumn water is gurgling.

At the door of my thatched cottage, leaning on my cane, I listened to the cicadas singing in the evening breeze. Sunset lingers at the ferry, and the smoke from supper rises from the house.

Summer value meets Yu Zui, and the five willows sing wild poems? . Let's talk about Vice Governor Zhang: "As time goes by, only give me peace and nothing will disturb me." .

I think that there is no brilliant strategy to serve the country, only to retire to the mountains and forests. Wide wind, the wind in the shade, the moon shining on the right to play the piano.

It makes sense to ask the poor. Listen, there are fishermen singing on the lake! . Send Yuan Er's envoy Anxi Weicheng to Yucheng, the guest house is green and willow.

Sincerely advise friends to drink a glass of wine, and it is difficult to meet their loved ones when they go out to Yang Guan in the west. There seems to be no one on the empty mountain in Chai Lu, but I think I heard a voice.

The shadow of the sunset shone into the depths of the forest, and the scenery on the moss was pleasant. In the bamboo house, I leaned alone among the dense bamboos, playing the pipa and humming a song.

It's too light for anyone to hear, except my partner, Mingyue. Farewell, friend, I have been watching you go down the mountain, until now, in the dark, I closed the door of the thatched cottage.

Spring grass will grow green next year, my friend, will you come back? Acacia when those red berries come in spring, they blush on your southern branches? People who want to miss them collect more, and Mix red beans have attracted people's attention. An empty mountain after the rain, an autumn night in the deep mountains, stands in the autumn evening.

The bright moon shed clear light from the cracks and cleared the fountain on the rocks. The bamboo forest is sonorous, the washerwoman returns, and the lotus leaves are swaying to get on the canoe.

Spring spring might as well give it a rest, and the autumn sun can stay on the hills for a long time. The clear river, through the bushes, flows to Songshan Mountain, like my chariot driving slowly.

I became a traveling companion and went home with the birds at dusk. An abandoned city wall is above an old ferry, and the autumn sunset drowns the peaks.

In a distant place, next to Songshan Mountain, I will close my door and get peace. Zhong Nanshan, with its huge height near the city of heaven, connects a thousand mountains to a corner of the sea.

The white clouds merged behind, and the blue mist melted into the mountains and disappeared. The central mountain peaks separate the southwest, and the valleys are also different.

Want to find a house to live in the mountains, is it convenient for the water guide to ask the woodcutter? Ji Xiang Temple, not knowing the way to the Temple of Heaped Fragrance Road, misty mountains and clouds.

Through the ancient forest without human footprints, but now I hear bells on high? The spring water in the mountains hits the dangerous rocks, and the sun in the pine forest is cold. In the evening, come to the empty pool and meditate quietly to suppress the dragon.

Thousands of trees reach the sky, reporting to Zizhou Li, and the cuckoo crows on a thousand peaks. The spring rain in the mountains has not stopped all night, and the trees on the treetops are spring.

China women throw a piece of cloth, or farmers argue over taro fields. I hope you will carry forward Wen Weng's achievements, make persistent efforts and forge ahead.

Overlooking the Hanshui River, three branches south to Chu, and nine branches flow to Jingmen. The river crosses heaven and earth, where the colors of the mountains are yes and no.

Human habitation seems to float on the ripples in the distant sky. These beautiful days in Xiangyang have fascinated my old mountain! .

My middle-aged heart found a way, I was in the retreat of Zhongnanshan, and I came to live at the foot of this mountain. When the soul moves, I walk alone, in the beauty that belongs to me only.

Sometimes go to the end of the water to seek the source, or sit and watch the ever-changing clouds rise. Occasionally I met a village elder in the Woods, and I chatted with him until I often forgot to go home.

Farewell, I got off the horse, I proposed a toast to you, and I asked you where you were going and why. You said you would go back to Zhongnanshan because you were not proud of your life.

So please allow me to leave, don't ask me any questions, white clouds have no end there. On an autumn night, Guibo gave birth to Qiu Wei Lou, who was thin and never changed clothes.

Andrew worked hard all night, but she was afraid to leave the room and couldn't bear to go back! On holiday in the mountains, I think of my brothers in Shandong who are in a foreign land, and I miss my relatives every holiday. When I think of my brothers' bodies climbing high, I will feel a little regret for not being able to reach me.

Qingxi I have driven the Huanghua River, carrying a green stream. Ten thousand laps around the mountain in less than thirty miles.

The rapids buzzed on the piled rocks, but the light dimmed among the dense pine trees. The surface of an entrance swayed with nut horns, and weeds grew along the river bank.

In my heart, I have always been as pure as this clear water. Oh, stay on a wide flat rock and cast the fishing line forever! .

As the sun sets, cattle and sheep go home along the path in a farmhouse by the Wei River. A rugged old man in a thatched door leaned against a cane and thought about his son, the shepherd boy.

There are whistling pheasants? Full ears of wheat, sleeping silkworms and peeled mulberry leaves. The farmers who came back with hoes greeted each other cordially.

No wonder I long for a simple life and sigh the old song, oh, back to the past! . Since Xi is beautiful all over the world, how can Shi stay at home humbly? .

Washing clothes by the lake in the south at dawn, and there was a great lady in the palace in the north that night. One day humble, no different from others, the next day promoted, everyone praised her. ..

She no longer powdered her face with her own hands, nor put a silk robe on her shoulders .. The more the king loved her, the cuter she became, which made him lose his wisdom. ..

The girls who washed silk beside her were left at a distance from her chariot ... None of the girls in her neighbor's house could imitate her beauty by frowning! There should be no hermits in a happy period of rule. After money is tied at home, smart and capable people should discuss it together.

Even you, a mountain hermit, no longer imitate Boyi and Shu Qi Shu Qi to pluck hair. Come all the way to the golden gate, only to find that your piety is in vain? You passed by JAC during the Cold Food Festival last year and stayed in Beijing.

We also bid farewell to the wine on the outskirts of Chang' an, and our bosom friends will be separated from me now. You are going to sail south, and you can detain your Chai Men in a few days.

The trees in the distant mountains cover your shadow, and the sunset is beautiful and colorful. When you were not hired, it was purely accidental. Don't think that this friend is rare!

You people from my old country, tell me what happened there! . Did the plum blossom when you came to the engraved window of my house? Tourists sent to the Five Mausoleums of Qin Dynasty. This sword is worth 1000 dollars.

Break up, leave each other and live in my heart. The cock wearing a red hat has just announced that in the morning, as early as in the light palace, the audience and the secretary Jia Zhi's poems and robes were brought by the administrator of Yuyun fur.

Nine palaces opened the Golden Palace, and envoys from all countries bowed to the emperor. At the beginning of the day, Sun shook his palm and smoked a yellow robe.

The audience withdrew from the court, ordered in five colors, and jingled the beads to Phoenix Lake. And a poem by Imperial Secretary Hui, Tao Li Kai, Liu Xufei.

The bells in the palace are sparse, and there are very few officials in the government offices. Luo Province only hears the unknown. When he entered the golden palace in the morning, he staggered and held the emperor's natural pond to bid farewell to the palace gate at night.

I want to drag with you, but I am old, I will be ill in bed, and I will wear official clothes. Qinbao bypasses the Weihe River and overlooks the Xianshan Palace and the Emperor's Poetry Pavilion in the spring rain. At the foot of Huangshan Mountain is China's court.

The emperor's chariot is far away from the palace, and the willow trees are shaded on both sides of the palace gate. The garden is like a beautiful brocade. The Phoenix Tower is towering in the imperial city, and the spring rain moistens thousands of trees.

In order to live a spring season, the people are worried, not just because they enjoy a spring car tour! Rain is stored in the Woods, and smoke comes slowly. After a long rain, I steamed quinoa to cook millet in my cabin in Wangchuan.

An egret flies over the quiet swamp, and mango birds sing in the trees in midsummer. I learned to watch the morning glory in the mountains calmly and eat sunflower seeds with dew under the pine trees.

Why should I scare seagulls, even if I think about it, by giving the honorary position to any clown? . Moreover, Jia She had already reported to Jiangge Chicken People, and the people guarding the robes brought jade cloud leather clothes.

Nine palaces opened the Golden Palace, and envoys from all countries bowed to the emperor. At the beginning of the day, Sun shook his palm and smoked a yellow robe.

At the end of the early years, to write an imperial edict to the emperor, Yu Pei Yudingdang returned to the Phoenix Pool. Send Zhang Wu back to the mountain to see you off, whoever sends you back.

Hold hands for a few days, and once you brush your clothes first. There is a hut in Dongshan. Fortunately, it swept across Fei Jing.

When you thank the authorities, you won't worry. New Sunny Wild (One Night) See the New Sunny Yuan Ye Open.

Extremely clean. The national gate is near the ferry.

The village tree is connected with the stream mouth. Baishui Tian Ming Wei

After Bifeng came out of the mountain. There are no idle people on the farm.

Pour out family affection. Huanghuachuan dangerous road turns tens of thousands, and it will take three breaks in a few miles.

See disciple Lin Shanyin in the circle. Dripping rain, flowing stones.

The silence in the deep stream, the roar on the mountain. Look at Nanshan poplar, white dew lingering.

Green is high and clean, and green trees are cloudy and floating. I used to hate being kept secret, but I was broad-minded and worried.

Brother Cui Puyang's season is heavy, autumn scenery is good, and Kuang Jun's pool is idle. I know the mountain in front of the door under the leisurely Xilin.

Across thousands of miles of the sky, several peaks emerged from the clouds. The craggy state of Qin combined with Jing Guan in Tibet.

The rain is setting in the sun, and the birds are hazy at dusk. My old friend is still alive today, sighing at this gloomy face.

When he was a young man of fifteen or twenty, he chased a wild horse, and he caught him and rode him. He beat the Meishan tiger, and he excited the yellow mane horse! He has fought many battles and fought for three thousand miles. He once fought a million lions with one sword.

The Han army is as sharp as thunder, and the Lu country that tramples on each other is afraid of thistles. Wei Qing's failure was due to the help of the gods, but Li Guang's failure was due to his fate.

Being abandoned doesn't have to be old, and the world has become the first in the past. In those days, he was like an arrow shot at a lark by Hou Yi. Now he was born on his left elbow.

As a result, he was demoted to the roadside to sell melons and learned to make pottery to make the door green. Ancient trees extend all the way to narrow lanes, and isolated mountains extend to cold windows.

Swear in Kashgar, pray for wells in Kashgar, and don't complain about alcohol. Soldiers lined up like clouds on Helan Mountain, and books in the army were rumors day and night.

In Sanjiang province, governors call young people, and the imperial edict speaks for itself.

3. Wang Wei's homesick poems and harmony

You people from my old country, tell me what happened there! When you passed my window, was the plum blossom Han Mei in full bloom? -miscellaneous poems are strangers in a foreign land, and I miss my family more on holidays. I thought of my brothers and friends in Shandong when I was on vacation in the mountains. I watched you go down the mountain all the time. I didn't close the door of the thatched cottage until it was dark. Spring grass is green every year, but ah, my friend Prince, what about you? . Goodbye, I dismount and propose a toast to you. I ask you where you are going and why. You answer, "I am dissatisfied" and rest at the foot of Nanshan ... but don't ask questions when you go to Mo. White clouds pass through there without end. -"Goodbye" My life will grow old together. I am in the salt warehouse area. -"Sitting alone with my brother-in-law Cui Xingzong on an autumn night" and "White-haired Sigh". My hair is beginning to turn white. How long can I be a guest? I am worried about mountains and clouds. I wander in the air. What happened to people. Dongcheng will recover.

Wang Wei wrote a poem about homesickness.

Vacation in the mountains reminds me of my brothers in Shandong.

Wang Wei

I am a lonely stranger in a strange land, and I miss my family more often during the holidays.

When I think of my brothers' bodies climbing high, I will feel a little regret for not being able to reach me.

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Wang Wei is a precocious poet. This article had a name before it weakened. He began to write poetry at the age of fifteen, and before the age of twenty, he wrote excellent works such as Song of Luoyang Girls and Journey to Taoyuan. This song "I miss my brothers in Shandong on vacation in the mountains" was written when he was seventeen years old, and it immediately became a masterpiece and was widely read by people. There are five brothers, Wang Wei is the eldest, and there are two sisters. When writing this poem, he left his hometown for the first time, and the poem expressed his deep affection for his loved ones.

Poetry begins with a direct expression of homesickness. "Alone in a foreign land" implies a lonely environment, which is especially sensitive for teenagers who leave home for the first time. "Stranger" emphasizes the feeling of stranger. The combination of "uniqueness" and "two differences" in a poem greatly deepens the degree of subjective feelings. The second sentence, "I miss my relatives more often during the festive season", is a reasonable development of my previous emotions, which shows that I usually have the pain of missing my loved ones, and this kind of missing will get deeper and stronger during the festive season. The clever use of the word "time" is the key to connect the upper and lower emotions. These two sentences constitute a level of the whole poem, expressing homesickness from the subjective feelings of the lyric hero.

A Qing poet Shen Deqian thinks that the last two sentences of this poem are "poetic" (Collection of Tang Poems, Volume 19). Indeed, there are quite similarities in expression between the two. In the last chapter of The Book of Songs, Feng Wei said, "I look forward to Gorkon and him. Brothers go to work for their brothers and get together at night. " Dreaming of relatives, not letting them miss themselves. This expression method is also used in Wang Wei's poems, which makes the development of poetry take a sharp turn from "knowing each other from a distance" and deepens the expression of love between the two places from the perspective of relatives. "Knowing from a distance" is all imagination. I imagine that when the Double Ninth Festival comes, relatives will get up and drink as usual. This closely follows the theme of the poem and points out the specific meaning of the "festival" mentioned in the second sentence. The author expects that when relatives get together to celebrate the Double Ninth Festival, they will remember him as a wanderer in a foreign land. At the end of the sentence, the emotion of the whole poem is pushed to a climax, not to say out loud what you miss your loved ones, but to leave room for imagination.

Wang Wei's poems are characterized by meticulous wording, natural beauty and beautiful tone, which has been slightly revealed in his short works. Zhu, a poet in the Song Dynasty, said: "There are sentences in ancient poetry, but there are no sentences in modern poetry. It keeps saying. You can get hundreds of such poems in one day "(Zhuzi Genre Collection, Volume 8). Although his view of despising Song poetry is biased, his appreciation of "ancient poetry has a sentence" is reasonable. The so-called poem has a sentence, which is the whole poem. The excellent sentence is unique and can be circulated separately. Wang Wei's short poem belongs to a poem, and its first two sentences have become the general summary of people's homesickness in people's chanting. So whenever people miss their loved ones at festivals, they will naturally recite these two poems.