Poems of missing distant relatives

1. I miss my hometown and my loved ones. There are 50 ancient poems. 1. I think of a quiet night. Li Bai, is there 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 "Song of Mujiang" Tang Yang is in the sky, 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.

I miss my relatives far away from home, and I am eager to get news. After winter, I am back in spring. The closer I get to my hometown, the more timid I am, afraid to inquire about people from home. "Crossing the River" Song Wenzhi

Young people leave home, old people return, and the local accent has not changed. Where do children come from when they meet strangers? "Homecoming Book") He Zhangzhi

A vagrant heard drums heralding battle, and geese sang in autumn. 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. Delivering books is often late. What can we expect in a war? . Du Fu's Moonlit Billion My Teenagers

The foot of my bed is shining so brightly. Is there frost already? I looked up at the moon and looked down, feeling nostalgic. Li Bai: thinking at night

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. Vacation in the mountains reminds me of my brother in Shandong, Wang Wei.

The dilapidated vegetation has withered, and the autumn scenery has aroused my homesickness. There are few people in the wild temple, and the clouds are separated by water. The sunset clings to the old city, and the clear sound echoes in the empty forest. Southern dynasties, what's left? , today alone in the Yangtze River. Military commander's view of climbing the mountain in autumn in Liu Changqing Temple

It's a long night in the rain, and the lights are lonely. My hometown is full of clouds and water, which is not suitable for Qiu Meng. Li shangyin, stagnant rain

The child held hands and asked, why don't you come back? * * * Who is fighting for time to win sideburns? Du Mu, Home

The Yuanjiang River flows to the morning sun, and Xikou meets you far away. Who is away from the thunderstorm in Wang Zhi? Return home in spring next year. "Send Wu Nineteen to Yuanling" Wang Changling

3. Explain the poem of missing distant relatives. What are the poems that miss distant relatives?

1, I know from a distance where my brother climbed, and there is one person missing from the dogwood.

2. Naoko! Can this bridge be out of danger? The maple leaves in the distant mountains are pale outside, and the broken houses are beside the lonely wheat. The spring breeze is coming again, and all the new buildings are gone. Pear blossoms are cold food, and it is only when you enter the festival that you are worried.

3. The curtains are covered with dust, which is pitiful. A few times, I secretly wiped my shirt tears and suddenly saw Cui Qiao next to the rhinoceros. Only hate becomes boring. Fifth, it is still in the morning. The withered poplar leaves are difficult to finish, and the cold rain and wind hit the bridge.

4. I am sitting here alone, mourning for both of us. How many years do I still need from my seventy years old? . There is a better person than me, and God rejected a son. Pan Yue's mourning is still a waste of language. Even if you can bury it, you can't tell a passion. What an illusory hope the fetters of the afterlife are. However, when I open my eyes, I can see the whole night, the lifelong troubles in your brow.

5, the spring city is full of flowers, and the cold food Dongfeng Liu Yu is oblique. As night fell, the palace was busy lighting candles, and smoke drifted to the house of the prince and the marquis.

6. The mountain is a journey, the water is a journey, the body is facing Guan Yu, and there are 1000 lights at night. When the wind changes and the snow changes, it is impossible to break the dream of hometown, and there is no such sound in the garden.

7. Recently, there are countless sad things. Who spoke longer? Everything is subject to fate. In early spring, the green shadows are dancing outside the window, the geese are returning, and the orioles are singing and dancing, and tears are streaming down their faces. I enjoyed the beautiful scenery with you in the past, but now I have lost it and failed to live up to my past affection. Suddenly a gust of wind blew and the breeze shook. I thought it was your soul, but I can only wait for the end of love.

8. Every spring is sad in a foreign land, which is what Duqu oriole can know. Seeing the setting sun on the river bank, it seems that my heart has been torn into pieces of willow leaves.

9. Now I know that I was wrong, and I feel very sad. Red tears stole down, full of spring breeze. Knowing that there is no plan from now on, I still insist on a happy period. Don't be like this, all the pears fall and the moon goes west.

10, when did this hate? Lost step, cold rain rest, buried flowers. I had a long dream for three years. I think I woke up. Material also has feelings, and the world is tasteless. Not as cold and lonely as the dust on the night platform. The card issuer made a promise, but then abandoned it. If there are Pisces in Chongquan. It is good to know him, who he has been suffering from, and who he is relying on. I turned around from midnight, and I endured listening to Xiang Xian's excuse. When it's over, he'll know himself. I'm afraid it's unlucky for both of them, and they're going to live in the wind and sleep outdoors again. Clear tears, confetti.

1 1, Chun Qing only noticed that pear blossoms were sparse and fragments were scattered. What is the sunset near dusk? There is still no soul in the world. Yinyin doesn't dream of the words at that time, but is close to each other. Be a dreamer for Iraq and call for truth in the dark.

12, a corner of the sunset painting on the city mourned, and the non-pool terrace in Shen Yuan was revived. Under the sad bridge, the spring waves are green, which used to be a stunning photo.

22. It's a pity that the curtains are covered with dust. A few times, I secretly wiped my shirt tears and suddenly saw Cui Qiao next to the rhinoceros. Only hate, become boring, and even remain out of date. Dead poplar leaves are exhausted, and cold rain and west wind hit the bridge.

23. When the sun sets, heartbroken people are at the end of the world. -Ma Zhiyuan's "Tianjing-Sha Qiu Si"

24. A vagrant heard the drums that foreshadowed the battle, which was the first call of a wild goose on the border in autumn. 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.

25, jade bone that sorrow 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.

26. The small street in the south of the city meets spring again, and only plum blossoms are not seen; Jade bone has been in spring for a long time, and ink marks are still locked between dust walls.

27. The tiller loves the boat, and the spring grass is green and boundless. Try going to Wumen to see the county outline. There are some new cigarettes in Qingming.

A long time ago, we joked that one of us would die, but suddenly, before my eyes, you left. The clothes you have worn have been given away, and I can't bear to open your sewing box. Because I miss you, I love girls very much, and many of your dreams, I will burn paper for you. No one knows that the husband and wife will be sad, and many past memories are extremely sad.

29, tears are silent, only regret the past, relying on Dan Qing to save knowledge. Yingying. You can't draw it if you are sad. Don't be too specific Wake up early in the middle of the night. Qing wakes up early and dreams more. Call the rain bell at night.

30. I can finally send my messenger, the wild goose, back to Luoyang. -Wang Wan's berth at the foot of Beibao Mountain.

3 1, the oblique light pulse is long and watery, and the heartbroken is frequent. -Wen "Jiangnan Dream"

4. Poems about missing loved ones What poems about missing loved ones were there in ancient times?

1, vacationing in the mountains reminds me of my brothers in Shandong.

Don

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.

2. "Looking at the Moon at Fifteen Nights"

Don Wang Jian

There are crows in Bai Shu and osmanthus in Coody Leng in the atrium.

I don't know who Qiu Si will meet tonight.

3. "People miss home every day."

Sui Xue Daoheng

It has been seven days in spring, and I have been away from home for two years.

The day of returning home is behind the bird's return to the earth, but the idea of returning home has existed before the spring flowers bloom.

4. Qiu Si

Song zhangji

The annual autumn wind blows to Luoyang city, and my wandering son doesn't know how his relatives in his hometown are; Writing a letter to peace has too much to say and I don't know where to start.

When the letter is written, I am worried that I have not finished what I want to say; When the messenger started, he opened the envelope and gave it to him.

5. "Working at night"

Tanggaoshi

The cold light in the hotel stayed alone and didn't sleep, and the guest turned sad.

My hometown is thinking thousands of miles tonight, and it is another year of the Ming Dynasty.

6. Home

Don Dumu

The child held hands and asked, why don't you come back?

* * * Who is fighting for time to win sideburns?

Li Bai stayed at the foot of my bed for several hours in such bright light. Is there frost already? .

I looked up at the moon and looked down, feeling nostalgic.

Think of my brothers on a moonlit night.

Du Fu

A vagrant heard the drums heralding the battle, which was the first call of a wild goose on the border in autumn.

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.

However, if there is something wrong with letters in peacetime, what can I expect in wartime? .

Looking at the moon, thinking of a distant one.

Zhang Jiuling

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

Bring a separated heart, and be considerate for a long time at night!

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.

Prelude to water melody

Su Shi

When did the moon begin to appear? Ask heaven for wine.

I don't know the palace in the sky, and I don't know the month and time.

I want to go home in the wind, lest it be too cold on the roof.

Dance to find out what shadows look like on the earth.

The moon turned into a scarlet pavilion, hanging low on the carved window, shining on the sleepy self.

There should be no hate, and nothing can be done.

People are sad and happy, and they are separated and reunited. The moon will darken or shine, and it will become round or round. Nothing is perfect, even in the past.

I hope people will live for a long time and have a good scenery thousands of miles away.

6. I miss people far away. The spring breeze in Jiang Nanan is green. When will the bright moon shine on me (Wang Anshi's "Dengguazhou")

I hope people will live for a long time and have a good scenery thousands of miles away. (Su Shi's Water Tune)

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

Just beginning to hear the chirping of the southern geese, the chirping of cicadas has disappeared, and I climbed to the top, looking as far as I can, and the water is natural. Su E, a young woman, is cold-resistant. She fights in the mid-month frost.

The foot of my bed is shining so brightly. Is there frost already? I looked up at the moon and looked down, feeling nostalgic. Poems of missing distant relatives

The war lasted for more than half a year, and letters from home were rare, with a hundred thousand gold. (Du Fu's "Spring Hope")

The moonlight is deeper than half a house, and the big dipper is withered south. Tonight, through the green screen window, I know that spring is warm and the sound of insects is fresh.

The moon, at this time is at sea, over the end of the world. Bring a separated heart, and be considerate for a long time at night! 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.

Looking at the moon, I think of a distant moon in Zhang Jiuling, which is now at sea and the horizon is * * * at this time. Bring a separated heart, and be considerate for a long time at night! 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.

There are many mangrove temples on a mountain with sad winter scenery. Zhong Xuan is full of homesick tears, and Zhang Shuidong is like a jade wave.

Under the autumn night and moon, Meng Haoran hangs in the autumn sky, and Guanghua is wet. The surprised magpie has not settled, and the flying fireflies are rolling in. The courtyard is sparsely shaded, and the sound of the neighboring night is urgent. What is the ceremony? Look at the sky and stand.

Looking at the moon for fifteen nights, Wang Jian's atrium, crows inhabiting Bai Shu, and silent wet osmanthus in Coody Leng. I'm looking forward to the moon tonight. I don't know who will land in Qiu Si!

Thinking about Li Bai at night, the foot of the bed is so bright, will it have frosted? . I looked up at the moon and looked down, feeling nostalgic. poetry

Du Fu, a wanderer, heard the drums that predicted the battle. It was the first call of autumn, a wild goose from the border. 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.

When * * * is cutting candles at the west window, it's raining late. (Li Shangyin's Notes to Friends in the North on a Rainy Night)

Looking up, I found it was moonlight, sinking again, and I suddenly remembered home. (Li Bai's Silent Night Thinking)

You have just come from our hometown, and we must understand the world. When you pass by my window, are plum blossoms blooming? It's foggy in Kesash, and the mountains and rivers are deep here.

7. 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?

8. 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 parting feelings with 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.

9. What are the poems about missing your loved ones? 1. In the past, I was gone, and Yang Liu Yiyi; I want to come today, it's raining->

2. Mourning can make you cry, and looking far can make you return to China-Han Yuefu Folk Songs >

3. Humayi North Wind, Crossing the South Branch of the Bird's Nest-Nineteen Ancient Poems by Han

4. But how much love did the grass get-Don Meng Jiao >

5. Now, approaching my village and meeting people, I dare not ask a question-Tang Song Wen Zhi >

You people from my old country, tell me what happened there! When you passed my window, was the plum blossom Han Mei's flower? -Tang Wang Wei >

7. The foot of my bed is shining so brightly. Is it frosty already? Looking up, I found it was moonlight, sinking again, and I suddenly remembered home. Where is your hometown? Unless you are drunk, forget it-Song Liqingzhao >

9. miss your relatives more during the festive season-Tang Wangwei >

10. I don't know who will fall tonight-Tang Wangjian > 1 1. Everyone gradually feels strange in the local accent, but they hate singing birds like Laoshan-Downs Kong Tu >

12. Only the lake is reflected in front of the door, and the spring breeze does not change the old waves-Tang He Zhang Zhi >

13. Teenagers leave home, old people return, and the local accent remains unchanged. -Tang He Zhangzhi >

14. He knows that the dew will be frost tonight, and how bright the moonlight is at home! -Tang Du Fu >;

15. Sadness is more than sadness. Parting-Warring States. Chu. Qu yuan >

16. The day of parting is far away, but the day of clothing is slow-Korea. >

17. After the wild goose falls, think before the flowers-Sui Xue Daoheng >

18. Stay away from hatred like grass in spring. You can go further and live-Li Yu of Southern Tang Dynasty >

19. If you keep cutting, the reason is still chaotic, which means leaving sadness. Especially the general taste is in your heart-Li Yu >

20. It is easier to see when you are away, and the water is gone in spring. What a heaven and earth-Li Yu >

2 1. It's almost as difficult for friends to meet each other. As for the rising stars-Don Du Fu >;

22. I advise you to drink one more glass of wine. There is no reason to go abroad-Don Wang Wei >

23. Mochow has no confidant in the road ahead, and no one in the world knows a gentleman-Tang Gaoshi >

24. The Peach Blossom Pond is deeper in thousands of feet than in Wang Lun-Li Bai >

25. We met for the last time in the flowers, and we parted again in the flowers. It has been a year since flowering-Don Wei Wu Ying >

26. I've known her for a long time, and we've been apart for a long time. The east wind rises and flowers fall-Tang Shangyin >

27. Candles have a heart to say goodbye and cry for others until dawn. -Don Mutu >

28. If there is no north-south road outside the door, people should avoid sad parting-Don Mutu >

29. Peach, plum, spring breeze, a glass of wine, a lamp for ten years. —— Huang Song Ting Jian >

30. Alone at the bottom of the river, the moonlight is like water. Where are the people who came to see the moon together? The scenery is vaguely like last year-Tang >

3 1. There should be no hate. When will it grow into a circle? -history >

32. I wish people a long time and take Wan Li Road. -history >

The whole poem of missing hometown:

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

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.

Shang shan Zao hang

Taxes start in the morning,

The guest is sad for his hometown.

Chicken crows Mao Dianyue,

Frost of abandoned slab bridge.

Mistletoe leaves fall along the mountain road,

Zhihua Yi Ming wall

Instead of dreams,

Yan fu is full of happiness

When welcoming a messenger to the capital.

Don Cen Can

The road to the east of the old garden is long.

Tears in the dragon bell with double sleeves.

I'll see you soon. Without paper and pen,

Use your information to report peace. mankind

I think of home every day.

Xue Daoheng

People only have seven days in spring.

I have been away from home for two years.

When people return to the geese,

Think before and after.

Travel to the north

Liuzao

It has been frosted ten times in Bingzhou Guest House.

Remember Xianyang day and night.

Change dry mulberry water for no reason,

But I hope Bing is my hometown.

On a spring night, I smell the flute in Los Angeles.

Lipper

Whose Yu Di flies in the dark,

Spring breeze scattered in Los Angeles.

In this serenade, I heard the sound of willows.

Who can't afford to be homesick?

Think of my brothers on a moonlit night.

Du Fu

Interrupt pedestrians,

The first call of a wild goose on the border in autumn.

He knew that the dew tonight would be frost,

How bright the moonlight is at home! .

Oh, my brothers, lost and scattered,

What does life without you mean to me? .

But if something goes wrong with peacetime letters,

What can I expect during the war? .

Coconut silk is good in Handan from winter to the sun.

Every winter to Sunday in Handan Post,

Knee-hugging lamp with shadow.

I want to sit at home late at night,

It should also be said that people who travel far away.