Ancient poem about the moon and homesickness

1. There is bright moonlight in front of the bed, which is suspected to be frost on the ground. Raise your head to look at the bright moon, lower your head to think about your hometown. (Li Bai: "Thoughts on a Quiet Night")

2. The heart of the country is full of new year, and the sky is alone with tears. When you grow old, you live among others, and when you return in spring, your guests come first. The mountains and apes are in the same day and dusk, and the rivers and willows are in the wind and smoke. Already like Changsha Fu, a few more years from now. (Liu Changqing: "New Year's Works")

3. The wood falls and the wild geese cross south, the north wind blows and the river rises cold. My home is in Xiangshuiqu, far away from Chuyun. The tears in the countryside are all gone, and the solitary sail can be seen in the sky. I want to ask questions, but the evening is long and peaceful. (Meng Haoran: "Early Cold River with Pregnancy")

4. When the young man left home and his elder brother returned home, his local pronunciation remained unchanged and his hair on his temples faded. When children see each other but do not know each other, they smile and ask where the guest is from? (He Zhizhang: "Returning to Hometown")

5. The mountains are dark and the ape is sad, and the Cangjiang River flows rapidly at night. The wind rumbles the leaves on both sides of the bank, and the moon shines on the lonely boat. Jiande is not my homeland, but we should reminisce about old travels. I will also send two lines of tears to the west of the sea. (Meng Haoran: "Stay in Tonglu River and send me an old trip to Guangling")

6. The wild geese are flying to the south of the Yangyue, and the rumors have come back here. My journey has not ended yet, when will I come back? The river is still and the tide is beginning to fall, and the forest is dim and closed. Wherever you look at the countryside in the Ming Dynasty, you should see Longtou plum. (Song Zhiwen: "Title of Dayuling North Station")

7. It has been ten years since the guest house was in Bingzhou, and I remember Xianyang day and night when I return home. I crossed the Sanggan River for no reason, but I thought Bingzhou was my hometown. (Liu Zao: "Lvci Shuofang")

8. The sails were lowered to visit Huai Town, and the boat stopped to visit Guyi. The wind is blowing, and the sun is setting. When people return to the mountains and valleys, it is dark, and the wild geese descend on the Luzhou white. Reminiscing about the Qin Pass alone at night, I listened to the bell but did not sleep with the guests.

(Wei Yingwu: "Xixi Xuyi County")