Poems about missing family ties

1. Poem about missing my loved ones 1, Missing my father Author: Yuan Aihua Who hasn't climbed over my father's shoulder? His shoulders are always so broad and strong, like the towering Kunlun Mountain. Who has never held his father's arm? His arms are always so strong, like steel tongs. His body is always so majestic and handsome, like pine and cypress and snow. When the sun sets, he can always see his father walking on the ridge with a plow. That land is his hometown. Seedling is his hope in the future. Every year's ups and downs, bitter and sweet, exhausted, are always written on my father's face. Green rice seedlings are his happiness. Huang Cancan's rice is his harvest, his children are clever, his wife is virtuous, and his neighbors are happy. I can always see his warm figure when we meet each other after a brief encounter. Filial piety to grandparents is always considerate and simple. This is my father's kind quality. Diligence is the traditional virtue of my father. I have benefited a lot. Thank my father for his upbringing, for sending me to study and work, for giving me bone marrow, and for giving me flesh and blood. Everything about my daughter was given by my parents. Now that my father is gone, all I can do is to recall in my dreams. It's a flood of thoughts, a family relationship where blood is thicker than water, and eternal concern is only the memory of my father and my long-term thoughts-my daughter misses you in her dreams and in the depths of her soul! 2. My mind is round, Ai Qing. My mind is round. The moon on the Mid-Autumn Festival in August is also the brightest and roundest. No matter how high the mountain is and how wide the sea is, you can see it. What do you think of on such a night? My thoughts are round, watermelons and apples are round, the reunion between people is joyful, the separation of flesh and blood is painful, and those who miss their loved ones look at the bright moon in the sky. Who can swallow moon cakes? 3. Homesickness Author: When Yu Guangzhong was a child, homesickness was a small stamp. I'm here and my mother is there.

When I grow up, homesickness is a narrow ticket. I'm here and the bride is there. Later, homesickness became a temporary grave. I'm outside and my mother is inside.

Now, homesickness is a shallow strait. I am here and the mainland is there. 4, when I look at the night sky of the city Author: Samui When I look at the night sky of the city, I can't help but feel sad. Without Sirius, the bear couldn't find his way. The only light I can see is called strong light. When I looked at the night sky in the city, I couldn't help crying. The stars that blinked with me are still in my eyes. In my eyes, it was like lying in the wheat field and looking up at the night sky when I was a child, but at that time, the stars were far away. At this moment, the stars are accompanied by tears of bright lights in the city. When I look at the night sky in the city, I can't help feeling disappointed. Why can't I see the stars? Only the city lights shine. I think of the crowded night sky at home. It's just that we were together then. When I looked at the night sky in the city, I finally found a little star. who is it? Look at me from a distance.

5, always miss the author: peace is a blessing. Time flies in the historical time and space, leaving behind thoughts. It's late autumn and winter, and it's the Cold Food Festival. On October 1st of the lunar calendar, I was worried about missing it. It is a traditional folk custom to burn paper and money, and to send food, drink and warm clothes to the soul of my distant ancestors. As we all know, ancestral paper and cold clothes are nourishing the hearts of thousands of people in Qian Qian. This has become the custom of the Chinese nation. Memories and thoughts of children and grandchildren are passed down from generation to generation.

2. Miss my hometown, miss my loved ones, 50 ancient poems, 1, think of a quiet night, Li Bai, will there be frost at the foot of the bed? .

I looked up at the moon and looked down, feeling nostalgic. 2, "Jade Family" Tang Libai Her jade steps were cold and dew, and the bottom of the silk was wet. She lingered there for so long.

Go back to my room and put down the crystal curtain, still looking at the exquisite moon through the curtain. 3, "Qiupu Song XIII" Tang Li Bai Lishui Qing Yue, the moon egrets fly.

Lang listened to the girl picking ling and returned with a nocturne. 4, "Drinking the Moon Alone" Tang Li Bai from from a pot of wine among the flowers, I drink alone. No one is with me.

Raise my cup, I invite the bright moon, which brings me its shadow and makes us three people. The moon doesn't know how to drink, but the shadow in front of it is behind.

I have to mingle with them and enjoy the happiness of spring. The song I sing is bright and wandering, and I dance the shadow before wandering.

Wake up and be happy together, and disperse after drunkenness. I am willing to stay with them forever and forget the harm of friendship, just like the Milky Way.

5, "Guan Shanyue" Tang Li Bai bright moon hanging high in heaven, the vast sea of clouds. The mighty wind blew Wan Li and crossed Yumen Pass.

At that time, Han soldiers pointed at the mountain road, and Tubo coveted the vast territory of Qinghai. This is a land of wars in past dynasties, and few soldiers can survive.

The soldiers turned and looked at the border, thinking of home with longing eyes. The soldier's wife looked at the tower and lamented when she would see her relatives far away.

6. "Drinking asking for the moon" When will the clear sky and bright moon of Tang Li Bai come? Stop for a drink today and ask: the moon is unattainable, and the moon goes with people? As bright as a flying mirror, has the green smoke gone out? But when you see the night coming from the sea, would you rather know that it is going to the clouds? The moon is on the white rabbit's back, autumn and spring, and who is the neighbor of Chang's lonely life? Now people are not seen in Gu Yue, but in this month they took the ancients. The ancients said, if people are running water, they look at the bright moon.

Just look at the glass and sing loudly, and the moonlight can grow in a golden cup. 7, "Jiande Night Sleeping" Tang Meng Haoran My boat moored in the fog, and at dusk, the memories of the old days began.

The vastness of the wilderness is deeper than trees, and the moon is very close to the moon. 8, "Month" Tang Xiaoru hook, the fan was flown by the Han fleet.

Thin shadows will be round. How many places in the world can you see them? 9. "Looking at the moon and thinking about a distance" The bright moon in Jiuling, Zhang Tang, is now full of sea, and the horizon is * * * at this time. People who love hate long nights and sleepless nights and miss their loved ones.

Put out the candle to love this moonlit room, and I wander in the deep night dew in my clothes. You can't have beautiful moonlight, just want to meet you in your dreams.

10 "Remembering Brothers on a Moonlit Night" Tang Du Fu's wanderer listens to the drums and autumn geese. The dew turns to frost tonight, and the moonlight at home is bright!

Brothers are scattered, and no one can ask about life and death. Letters sent to Luoyang city are often not delivered, and wars often do not stop.

1 1, an autumn evening in the mountains, an empty mountain after the Tang Dynasty, standing 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.

12, staying alone in the Tang Dumu Inn, I am locked with loneliness and sadness. Recalling the cold light and returning to my hometown to recall the past; Like a flock of lost geese.

The road to my hometown is too far away. I will come back at dawn, and the letter from home will not be sent to this place until next year. The Cangjiang River in the moonlight, the scenery is so beautiful, and the fishing boat is in front of my house.

13, "Old Tea Talk" Tang Jian refers to the outside of Jiuhua Camp, with the title of Yujing. When the moon opens, there is the sound of disorderly springs underground.

Invite monks in the middle of the night and cook the moon with lonely songs. The blue sky is heavy and broken, and the fragrance is light and the flowers are light.

All the six fu-organs sleep, and the number of poems is clear. I didn't dare to spend money after the month, so I supported it with my elbow.

14 "Ode to Mujiang" Tang Yangyang is covered in body, half river rustling, half river red. On the third night of September, the dew is like a pearl and the moon is like a bow.

15, "Frost Moon" Tang Li Shangyin first heard that there was no cicada in the wild goose, and a hundred feet of water met the sky. The frost goddess and the moon are not afraid of the cold, and they are more beautiful and pure in the cold and frost recreation.

16, Man Xing, a song of Du Fu in Tang Dynasty, is only a few feet away from the river, and lanterns shine at night. The heron in the sand head is silent, and the fish in the stern are screaming.

17 "Bo Qinhuai" Tang Dumu smoke cage cold water moon cage sand, night parking near Qinhuai restaurant. Strong women in business don't know how to hate their country, but they still sing backyard flowers across the river.

18, "Night Sleeping by the Maple Bridge" On the frosty night in the Tang Dynasty, the fishermen in the river wind are worried. In the lonely Hanshan Temple outside Suzhou, the bell that rang in the middle of the night reached the passenger ship.

When people are in a foreign land, they miss their relatives every festive season. When I think of my brothers' bodies climbing high, I will feel a little regret for not being able to reach me.

20. Apart from the cold light in the hotel at night, why does the guest's heart become sad? My hometown is a thousand miles away tonight, and it is another year of the Ming Dynasty. 2 1. Go home [Tang] The son of Du Mu asked, why did you stay home so long? * * * Who is fighting for time to win sideburns? 22, homesickness [Song] Li Gou said that the sunset is the end of the world, looking at the end of the world without seeing home. I hate the blue mountain, which is still covered by dusk clouds. On 23rd, Jingshi received a letter from Yuan Kaijiang [Ming] with the words 15. There is nothing else to say, only to return to China early. 24. When I first visited the mountains and rivers with the great master, I sent my relatives to Beijing. On the autumn night in Huainan, Yan came from Gaozhai. 26. Miscellaneous Poems (Wang Wei) You from my old country, tell me what happened there! When you passed my window and Han Mei was in full bloom, was it plum blossom? 27. The wall of an inn in North Dayu Mountain (Song Wenzhi) reads: "Go back, will my own trip to the south come back this month?" ? The river stopped at low tide, and the Woods are foggy, but tomorrow morning, when you cross this mountain, you can see the beauty of the dragon head. On 28th, Du Jingmen bid farewell to Li Bai and left Chu for a trip. Mountains follow Ping Ye, rivers enter the wild. Flying under the moon, the clouds grow and the sea builds. I still pity the water in my hometown and send a boat a thousand miles away. 30. Looking at the moon for fifteen nights (Wang Jian), crows in Bai Shu in the atrium and osmanthus in Coody Leng are silent. Tonight, the moon is full of hope, and I don't know whose home Qiu Si will stay. 3 1, "On Balance" hometown to the capital, the road is long, its Xiu Yuan Xi, double-sleeved dragon bell cries. Don't use paper and pencil immediately when you meet, and leave a message to report peace. 32. Show your son (Lu You) that he is dead and everything is empty, but he is sad to see Kyushu. I'm honored to tell you about the family sacrifice. 33. The pride of the fisherman (Fan Zhongyan) fills the wonders of Qiu Lai, and Hengyang geese go unnoticed, making noises all around. Thousands of miles, long smoke and loneliness. A glass of turbid wine made Wan Li a great country, but Ran Yan didn't stop thinking. I'm covered in frost. People are sleepless, and the general is white-haired and in tears. 34. It is raining again. When I go home, I wash my guest robes. Silver words are loud and fragrant. Time flies easily dump people. Cherry is red and banana is green. 35. Qiu Si (Ma Zhiyuan) in the courtyard sand is a dead vine, an old tree is a faint crow, a small bridge is flowing, and an ancient road is thin. When the sun sets, heartbroken people are at the end of the world. 36. Nalanxingde Mountain in Sauvignon Blanc is a journey, and water is a journey. There is no such sound in my hometown. People miss Xue Daoheng for only seven days in spring and have been away from home for two years. People return to geese, but miss them before flowers. 38. My hometown Xinghua Tang intends to send flowers and wine to celebrate the opening of the new store, with flowers on the left and teacups on the right. Ask a cuttlefish and a glass of wine. How can an old friend be different? 39. Homesick Waihezhuang is sad and solo in a foreign land every year.

3. The poem 1 describes the missing relatives. Now, close to my village and meeting people, I dare not ask a question. (Tang Song Wen Zhi. Crossing the Han River)

The closer I get to my hometown, the more timid I am, afraid to ask about people from my hometown.

2. Humayi north wind, south branch of Bird's Nest. (Han. Nineteen ancient poems. "Travel again")

Huma is a northerner, so she is attached to the north wind; The Vietnamese bird comes from the south, so its nest stays in the south branch.

3. Elegy can be a cry or a distant angelica. (Second Han Yuefu. Elegy)

A sad song replaces the cry of homesickness, and the right to climb high and look far should return to my hometown.

4. I have been there, Liu Yiyi. The road is muddy and difficult to walk, and people are thirsty and hungry. ("The Book of Songs Xiaoya Cai Wei")

Recalling the first expedition, Yangliuyiyi blew with the wind. Now on the way back, the snow is flying all over the sky.

5, but the inch of long grass is a little sentimental, and it is reported to be three spring rays. (Tang Mengjiao. Wandering sons)

Who can say that a child's filial piety as weak as grass can repay the kindness of such a loving mother as Chunhui Puze?

4. Poem 1 About missing relatives, Jiangchengzi Song-Su Shi

Original text:

Ten years of life and death are two boundless, disapproving and unforgettable.

A lonely grave thousands of miles away, desolate and nowhere to talk about.

Even if we don't know each other, our faces are dusty and our temples are frosty.

At night, I suddenly dreamed of going home, and the window of Xiao Xuan was being decorated.

Care for each other without words, only a thousand lines of tears

It is estimated that the annual heartbroken place, moonlit night, short matsuoka.

They have been dead for a lifetime, separated for ten years, but they miss each other but are at a loss and can't meet each other. I don't want to miss myself, but I can't forget it. His wife's lonely grave is thousands of miles away, and there is no place to tell her sadness. Even if we meet, we shouldn't know each other, because I'm running around, dusty and cold.

At night, I suddenly returned to my hometown in a vague dream, only to see my wife dressing up in front of the mirror in the small window. The two men looked at each other, and they didn't know where to start with a thousand words, only tears fell thousands of lines in relative silence. It stands to reason that the grave mountain with the bright moon and small pine trees is where I miss my wife every year.

2, "Xijiang Moon" Song-Su Shi

Original text:

Jade bone's melancholy fog, ice muscle has its own fairy wind.

In the sea, I sent the probe into the fragrant bush and hung the green hair upside down.

Plain noodles are often too pink, and red lips do not fade when washing makeup.

Remember Xiao Yunkong, don't dream of pear blossoms.

Naturally, it has a clean and clear style. Where can I notice the fog? It has its own immortal style. Sea gods send people to visit fragrant flowers from time to time, and the phoenix decorated with green feathers hangs upside down.

Its plain face is painted with lead powder and it is afraid of getting dirty. Even if the makeup is washed away by rain and snow, it will not fade the red color like red lips. Noble sentiment follows the sky of Xiaoyun, and you wouldn't expect to have the same dream as pear flower.

3, "Drinking Four Bright Moons Alone" Tang-Li Bai

Original text:

Flowers in the next pot of wine, no friends, drink alone.

Raise my cup, I invite the bright moon, which brings me its shadow and makes us three people.

The moon doesn't know how to drink, but the shadow in front of it is behind.

I have to mingle with them and enjoy the happiness of spring.

The song I sing is bright and wandering, and I dance the shadow before wandering.

Wake up and be happy together, and disperse after drunkenness.

I am willing to stay with them forever and forget the harm of friendship, just like the Milky Way.

Put a pot of good wine in the flowers, drink it alone, and don't know each other. Till, raising my cup, I asked the bright moon drink * * *, plus his own figure just three people. The moon doesn't know how to drink, and the shadow is in vain.

For the time being, with the shadow of the bright moon, spring night should take this opportunity to eat, drink and be merry. I sing, the moon lingers, I dance, and the shadows float back and forth. Play together when you are awake, and go their separate ways when you are drunk. I hope I can roam freely forever and meet you in the boundless Tianhe River.

4, "Jiande Night Sleeping" Tang-Meng Haoran

Original text:

Stop the boat in a foggy small state, when new worries come to the guest's heart.

The vastness of the wilderness is deeper than trees, and the moon is very close to the moon.

Docking the ship on a small smoky continent, at dusk, new worries appeared in the guests' minds. The boundless wilderness is darker than trees, and the river is clear and the moon is close to people.

5, "Looking at the Moon and Thinking Far" Don Zhang Jiuling

Original text:

The moon, at this time is at sea, over the end of the world.

People who love hate long nights and sleepless nights and miss their loved ones.

Put out the candle to love this moonlit room, and I wander in the deep night dew in my clothes.

You can't have beautiful moonlight, just want to meet you in your dreams.

A bright moon rises on the sea, and you and I are thousands of miles apart to enjoy the moon. Lovers hate long nights and miss you all night. The candlelight goes out, the moonlight is full of love, and the clothes are covered with wet clothes. I can't give you beautiful money, so I'd better enter my dream and be with you.

5. Poems about missing relatives when Furong Inn and Xin Jian parted (I)

Misty rain enveloped Wu's day overnight; Send you in the morning, lonely and sad in Chushan!

Friends, if my friends in Luoyang invite me; Just say I'm still Bing Xin Okho, and stick to my faith!

This poem was written by Wang Changling when he was demoted to Jiangning (now Nanjing). The poet sent his good friend Xin Xian to Luoyang and saw him off at Furong Building. The first sentence expresses the feeling of parting with the boundless misty rain in the south of the Yangtze River, and the second sentence compares itself with isolated mountains and Chu, with vivid and novel images. Although the two sentences express a gloomy mood, they are generous and open-minded and not childish at all. Wang Changling, a free and uninhibited person, has been relegated repeatedly, but he always takes an unfair fate with pride. Three or four sentences are the poet's solemn confession. He praised his honest character and integrity, and showed it to distant relatives and friends. It was as loud as a stone.

Cui Yueye, the deputy governor in the south study with his brother.

Lying on the high seat in the south study, we opened the curtains-we saw the rising moon.

The clear water-flowing wood flows like waves on our windows and doors.

Stubble is full of weakness, calmly surpassing our wisdom and changing the new into the old.

Our chosen person, our friend, is singing, perhaps, a sad oriental song by the clear river.

A thousand miles away, there is a smell of orchids coming with the wind.

This poem describes the poet's elegant taste when enjoying the moon, as well as the impermanence of the world and the yearning for friends brought about by the moon's surplus and deficiency. This second sentence begins with a conclusion that although he is thousands of miles away from his friends, he can feel the fragrance of each other's virtues and is unconventional.

6. The Mid-Autumn Festival poems about missing relatives are far-sighted.

The blue sky is full of lonely moons, and the vegetation is full of autumn.

One night, people were expecting something. They were swaying in Zhuzhou.

Mid-Autumn Festival is still far away.

Jing Qing curling wine, there is no dust in the sky.

Autumn wind blows leaves, and the moon shines on the poet.

Sitting alone in Mid-Autumn Festival

Sitting alone, no one asked, with the same vegetation.

A full moon is born in a blue night. Where does the autumn wind go?

Mid-Autumn Night Tour in Qiantang River

Month is as old as yesterday.

When the wind blows a river, He Nai wrinkles.

Mid-Autumn Festival

Autumn will be half tonight, and the sky will be clear in Wan Li.

Yingying sneaked into the house and laughed that I didn't miss each other.

Shaoxing to Hangzhou on Mid-Autumn Festival night.

Come and go to a foreign land, and watch the Mid-Autumn Festival full moon alone.

In the silent clouds, it was cold all night.

Mid-Autumn Festival

The railing is cold and the wine is soft, and Wan Li is clear.

Lonely tonight, moonlit night, acacia monopolizes the autumn.

Mid-autumn night

Mo Daoqing is as clear as in previous years. There was no such night in previous years.

Heng E and I are disappointed. I want heaven.

Mid-Autumn Festival

The geese mourn and fly, and the osmanthus trees rain a thousand times.

Who listens to laugh at three o'clock in the middle of the night, knows that people are watching the moon return.

Mid-Autumn Festival

The wind falls on the plane leaves, and the sad lamp reflects the curtain hook.

Three glasses of wine can lead the way, and you can dream of autumn when you are drunk.

Mid-Autumn Festival to the Moon

The window is written slowly, worrying about the ice wheel.

Poem into other sentences overnight, write homesickness and acacia.

Mid-Autumn Festival rhymes with the moon.

ChanJuan left the building very late tonight, and Wan Li took care of her.

But sprinkling acacia heaven and earth does not teach me to love acacia alone.

Mid-Autumn Festival to the Moon

A railing is clear, whose family will stay in love next month.

How many lovesick sentences are there in the world, which were not written until tonight.

Mid-Autumn Festival

Chang 'e sent me the lovesickness moon, and I took lovesickness as a bitter song.

A clear and eternal shadow, where is the end of the boarding world?

Mid-Autumn Festival

Lonely wine in the corner, lonely smoke in the sight.

The jade mirror reopened at night, and acacia was separated for one year.

Autumn sounds a thousand times, and the moon is full of shadows.

Where do dreams come from?

Mid-Autumn Festival

The morning was beautiful and the night was charming.

The clear light shines everywhere, and the black magpie lives in one branch.

It is good to know that there are chrysanthemums in autumn, and the moon is low and cloudless.

The moon listened to the devil and dreamed of approaching the west of his hometown.

the mid autumn moon

Three, five and nine are quiet, and the sky is a grinding mirror.

Today, Wan Li has many troubles.

Lights are brightly lit, insects gather, and geese pass at night.

Who plays the flute and dances on the cold laurel?

Autumn fishing boat beauty "Mid-Autumn Night" uses jadeite original stone.

Where is the feeling of this night? The autumn shadow on the earth is just empty.

The phoenix tree gives birth to dew and reed blows snow, and the moonlight turns into frost and waves blow.

Thousands of miles away, I came to the end of my dream, and I was sad all night.

How can I sympathize with those insects? I was too hasty when I was pressed for time.

Mid-Autumn Festival

Mirror thousand guards hand, empty Qionglou.

October is quiet, and Wan Li is half autumn.

Drunk in front of a book, I can dream, and poetry comes to my eyes alone.

If I feel cold in my clothes, where will I go? Send me to swim in Guanghan Palace.

Watching the moon on fifteen nights

Sparse curtains do not hinder the head, and the clouds are light and the wind is clear and the night is always quiet.

When there was a moon in the sky at the beginning of the year, people began to worry in a few days.

The moon is 23 years old, and she is sad because she suspects that fifteen fell in love with the mirror.

Peng Yasang Galke is a dream, and it will always be a rice and rice plan.

Mid-Autumn Festival

I gradually feel that the frost on the balcony is invading, and I know that the lack of circles is involuntary.

An autumn is full of gloom, and an evening is full of splendor.

When the moon comes to earth, you can know the sentence thin, but when you pass the night, you can think deeply.

Why force the weather to be cool, and pour the wine alone without friends?

On the Mid-Autumn Festival night, the suburbs face the moon.

There is a moon in the blue sky, Wei Yun, drunk with lonely lights.

He Ji's photo is divided into two colors, but there are only three people in the shadow.

Poetry is hard for me to return to the past and the present, and autumn is cold and withered.

I also expected that when Stuart sighed, he never felt like a cigarette.

On Wang Wei's Mountain Holiday Missing Shandong Brothers

As a stranger in a foreign land,

Please think twice about your relatives during the festival.

Know where the brothers climb,

There is one person missing from the dogwood.

Du Fu's Remembering Brothers on a Moonlit Night

The drums of the defenders cut off people's communication, and a lonely goose was singing in autumn in the frontier.

The dew turns to frost tonight, and the moonlight at home is bright!

Brothers are scattered, and no one can ask about life and death. References:

Poems about missing loved ones

7. What poems describe the feelings of missing relatives in hometown? In ancient times, there were many poems describing the feelings of missing hometown and relatives. Among them, "Looking up, I found that it was moonlight, and then sinking back, I suddenly remembered home", "I wish people a long time, thousands of miles away" and "I miss my relatives twice during festivals" are well known.

(1) Looking up, I found it was moonlight, sinking again, and I suddenly remembered home. A sentence in the Tang Dynasty poet Li Bai's Thoughts on a Quiet Night: "Looking up, it is moonlight, and then sinking, I suddenly think of home." Looking up, I found that it was moonlight, sinking again, and I suddenly thought of home. " The poem "Thinking about a Quiet Night" was written around September 15th of the old calendar in 726 AD, when Li Bai was 26 years old, and the writing place was Yangzhou Inn at that time. Li Bai wrote this famous poem "Thinking about a Quiet Night". The first two sentences of the poem are an illusion created by the poet in a specific foreign environment in an instant. A person who lives alone in a foreign country and is busy during the day can still dilute his sadness. However, in the dead of night, the waves of missing his hometown will inevitably surge in his heart. Not to mention on a moonlit night, not to mention on a frosty autumn night. "Could there have been frost?" The word "doubt" in the poem vividly expresses that the poet woke up from his sleep and mistook the Leng Yue in front of his bed for the thick frost on the ground. The word "frost" is better used, which not only describes the bright moonlight, but also expresses the cold of the season, and also sets off the loneliness and desolation of the poet wandering abroad. On the other hand, the last two sentences of the poem deepen homesickness through the description of actions and ways. The word "hope" takes care of the word "doubt" in the previous sentence, which shows that the poet has changed from a daze to a sober one. He gazed eagerly at the moon and couldn't help thinking that his hometown was under the bright moon at this moment. So naturally, I came to the conclusion that "I sank back and suddenly thought of home". The action of "bowing your head" depicts the poet completely lost in thought. The word "Xiang" leaves readers with rich imagination space: old brothers, relatives and friends in that hometown, mountains and rivers, trees and grass in that hometown, lost years and past events, and so on. , are all gone.

(2) "I hope that people will last for a long time, and thousands of miles are beautiful." "I hope people will live for a long time, and the scenery will be good for thousands of miles", from the Song Dynasty poet Su Shi's "Water Tune Song Tou": "People have joys and sorrows, and the moon is sunny and round. It was difficult to accomplish in ancient times. I hope that people will last for a long time and have a good scenery. " The tune of water was written on 1076 Mid-Autumn Festival. At this time, Su Shi and his younger brother Su Zhe had not seen each other for four years. The author associates the full moon of Mid-Autumn Festival with the parting of the world. What a pity! The full moon can't be round! However, "people have joys and sorrows, and the moon has ups and downs. This matter is ancient and difficult. " Of course, people have joys and sorrows, and the moon has ups and downs. When she was shrouded in dark clouds, when she lost money incompletely, she also had her regrets. Since ancient times, nothing in the world is perfect. In that case, why feel sorry for leaving temporarily? Therefore, I only hope that the people I miss will live a long and healthy life. Although they are thousands of miles apart, they can enjoy the beautiful moon. . "I wish people a long life" is to break through the time limit; "A Thousand Miles of Chanjuan" is to break through the barriers of space and let the love of the bright moon unite people who are separated from each other. It can be said that this word is Su Shi's best wish to all those who are suffering from parting on the night of Mid-Autumn Festival, and also expresses his wish to leave people forever.

(3) Think twice about your relatives during the festive season. "Being a stranger alone in a foreign land, I miss my relatives twice every festive season" is a famous sentence in the famous Tang poet Wang Wei's "Living in a Mountain Holiday and Thinking of Shandong Brothers". The whole poem: "Being a stranger alone in a foreign land, I miss my relatives twice every festive season. If you know where your brother is crawling, you are missing one person. " Today's poetry means wandering alone as a stranger in a foreign land. When the festival comes, I miss my relatives more. Brothers who are far away from home are wearing cornucopia when climbing the mountain today, only to find that one brother is missing, which is not included. This is "I miss my brothers in Shandong on vacation in the mountains" written by Wang Wei when he was seventeen. 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. Because a person has been wandering outside for many years, he can't reunite with his family, especially on the Double Ninth Festival. On this day when every family is in high spirits to climb the mountain, how can we not think of Wei climbing the mountain with dogwood on his back at home? This festival reminds poets of their hometown and relatives. Nowadays, people often use these two poems, "Being in a foreign land, I miss my relatives more often during the festive season", to express my feelings of missing my loved ones.