There are 20 ancient poems about homesickness.

1, "Two Embankments and One" Tang Dynasty: Wang Changling

Original text:

It is still the moon and border pass in Qin and Han dynasties, and the enemy has fought a protracted war.

If Wei Qing, who attacked Longcheng, and Li Guang, the flying general, were alive today, the Huns would not be allowed to go south to spend their horses in Yinshan.

It is still the bright moon and border pass in Qin and Han Dynasties, and Wan Li's conscription has not been returned. If Li Guang, the flying general of Dragon City, was still here, he would never let the Huns go south to herd horses and spend the Yinshan Mountain.

2. Breaking up with the New Tang Jian Dynasty at Furong Inn: Wang Changling

Original text:

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!

The misty rain spread all over Wudi River overnight; Seeing you off in the morning, I feel lonely and sad for Chushan! Friends, if relatives and friends in Luoyang ask about me; Just say I'm still Bing Xin and stick to my beliefs!

3, "Silent Night Thinking" Tang Dynasty: Li Bai

Original text:

The foot of my bed is shining so brightly. Is there frost already?

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

The bright moonlight sprinkled on enough paper in front of the bed, as if the ground was covered with frost. I couldn't help looking up at the bright moon in the sky outside the window that day, and I couldn't help but bow my head and think of my hometown in the distance.

4, "Moonlight Remembering Brothers" Tang Dynasty: Du Fu

Original text:

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.

Letters sent to Luoyang city are often not delivered, and wars often do not stop.

The drums on the garrison building cut off people's communication. In autumn, a lonely goose is singing. Starting from tonight, I entered the Millennium solar term, and the moon in my hometown is still the brightest. Brothers are scattered, and life and death are homeless. Letters sent to Luoyang city are often not delivered, not to mention frequent wars.

5. "On Mountain Holidays Thinking of My Shandong Brothers" Tang Dynasty: Wang Wei

Original text:

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. ?

A person who is a stranger in a foreign land alone misses his relatives every festive season. Imagine that I was the only one with dogwood on my head when my brothers climbed the mountain and looked far today.

6, "Spring Hope" Tang Dynasty: Du Fu

Original text:

Chang' an fell, the country was broken, and only the mountains and rivers remained; Spring has come, and the sparsely populated Chang' an city is densely forested.

Sad state, can not help but burst into tears, amazing birds, leaving sorrow and hate.

The war lasted for more than half a year, and letters from home were rare, with a hundred thousand gold.

Twisting with melancholy, scratching my head and thinking, the more I scratch my white hair, I can hardly insert a hairpin.

Chang' an fell and the country was broken, leaving only mountains and rivers; Spring has come, and Chang 'an, which is sparsely populated, has dense vegetation. Sentimental state affairs, tears can't help splashing, birds are heart-pounding, which only increases sadness but not hatred. The continuous war has continued until now, and there are few letters at home. A letter is worth tens of thousands of gold. Worried, scratching my head, my white hair is getting shorter and shorter, and I can't insert it.

7. "Two Hometown Couplets One" Tang Dynasty: He

Original text:

Young people leave home, old people return, and the local accent has not changed.

When children meet strangers, they will smile and ask where the guests are from.

I left my hometown when I was young and didn't come back until my twilight years. Although my local accent hasn't changed, my hair on my sideburns has become sparse. None of the children knew me when they saw me. They asked with a smile, where did this guest come from?

8. "The banks of the Yellow River were recovered by the imperial army" Tang Dynasty: Du Fu

Original text:

The news of this distant western station! The north has been recovered! At first, I couldn't stop crying on my coat.

Where are my wife and son? There is not a trace of sadness on their faces. However, I packed my books and poems crazily.

On a green spring day, I began to go home, singing my songs loudly and drinking my wine.

Come back from this mountain, pass another mountain, go up from the south and then go north-to my own town! .

Outside the sword gate, the good news came suddenly, and the government forces recovered the northern part of Hebei. When I am happy, tears are all over my clothes. Looking back on his wife and children, he has also swept away the gloom and rolled up his poems, which made the whole family ecstatic. I want to drink and sing and go back to my hometown together in spring. My soul has already soared, so I went from the dam to Wuxia, then to Xiangyang and went straight to Luoyang.

9. "Qiu Si" Tang Dynasty: Zhang Ji

Original text:

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.

Autumn wind is blowing again in Luoyang city, and the cool wind blows up thousands of thoughts buried in my heart, so I want to write a letter to express my love for my family. I was worried that there was something I didn't write in a hurry. Before the messenger left, I opened the envelope again.

10, crossing the Han River in Tang Dynasty: Song Wenzhi

Original text:

The south, who was exiled to Lingnan, cut off contact with relatives, survived the winter and experienced a new year.

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

Exile in Lingnan cut off the news of relatives, survived the winter and experienced a new year. The closer I get to my hometown, the more timid I am, afraid to ask about people from my hometown.

1 1, "The First Meeting of Yangzhou Enjoy Lotte", Tang Dynasty: Liu Yuxi

Original text:

The mountains were desolate and silent for twenty-three years.

People come back. Like people in Michelle, I can only play the flute, and I am disappointed.

On one side of the boat, Qian Fan races; At the head of the sick tree, every year is a spring shower.

Today, listen to you sing a song, drink a glass of wine and cheer up.

In the bleak place of Bashan, Chu Shui lived in seclusion for twenty-three years. I can only play the flute and write poems. I'm disappointed. Things will be different when I come back. I am like a rotten person, sinking my boat and competing for Qian Fan; Before the sick tree, every spring. Listen to your singing today and borrow a glass of wine to cheer up for a while.

12, "The Pride of Fisherman Qiu Si" Tang Dynasty: Fan Zhongyan

Original text:

The scenery in Qiu Lai is different, and Hengyang Goose is unknown.

Around, the sound of the horn sounded, thousands of miles away, and the long smoke closed.

A glass of turbid wine is Wan Li's home, but Ran Yan hasn't come home yet.

Qiang tube covered with frost, people do not sleep. The general was white-haired and in tears.

The border scenery in autumn is completely different, and the geese flying to Hengyang have no nostalgia. From all directions, the wailing of the border earth sounded with the horn, in the mountains. Twilight is heavy, the mountains are setting, and the gates of the isolated city are closed.

After drinking a cup of old wine, I miss my hometown thousands of miles away and have a lot of thoughts. Thinking of the uneven border and unfinished business, I don't know when I can return to my hometown. The flute of Qiang people is melodious, and first frost is everywhere. It was late at night, and the soldiers couldn't sleep. The generals and soldiers were stained white by frost and snow, so they had to cry silently.

13 "Setting the Wind and Berthing the South China Sea to Wang Dingguo" Song Dynasty: Su Shi

Original text:

Wang Ding's national anthem is Rounu, and his surname is Yu. He has a pair of beautiful eyes and is good at coping. His family lives in the capital.

When Dingguo moved south, Yu asked Rou, "Isn't it bad to spread the customs of South Guangdong?" Rou said to him, "This peaceful place is my hometown." Because of the affix cloud.

Always envy the jade lang in the world, and heaven should ask for a crisp mother. Try your best to sing, open your teeth, the wind blows, the snow flies, and the sea gets cold.

Wanli came back with a smile and smiled with him. I think Lingnan should be bad. I said, This peace of mind is my hometown.

Translation:

I often envy the man in this world who is like a jade carving in Gao Fushuai. Even God pitied him and gave him a gentle and intelligent beauty to accompany him. Everyone praised this woman for her beautiful singing voice and gentle smile. When the wind blows, her songs float across the hot summer days like snowflakes, making the world cool.

When you come back from afar, you look younger, your smile is still the same, and it seems that you still have the fragrance of Lingnan plum blossoms in your smile; I ask you: "The local conditions in Lingnan are not very good, are they?" But you calmly replied: "The place where my heart is stable is my hometown." ?

14 "Breaking the Array, Giving Zhuang Ci to Chen Tongfu" Song Dynasty: Xin Qiji

Original text:

Drunk in the dream of watching the sword under the oil lamp, dreaming back to the old days of the military camp, a horn sounded.

Eight hundred miles to divide the main fire, fifty strings to cross the Great Wall, and autumn soldiers on the battlefield.

Horses run like Ma Delu, bows and arrows fly like thunder.

It is a good idea for the emperor to complete the great cause of recovering the lost land of the country and gain a good reputation from generation to generation. Poor hair has become a white-haired man!

In my drunken dream, I lit the oil lamp and looked at the sword. In my dream, I went back to all the camps in those days and blew the horns one by one. Distribute roast beef to subordinates, and the band will play northern Xinjiang songs. This is the autumn parade on the battlefield. Horses run like horses, bows and arrows thunder. (a) bent on completing the great cause of recovering the territory for the monarch and gaining a good reputation handed down from generation to generation. Poverty has become a white-haired man!

15, Three Miscellaneous Poems (Part II) Tang Dynasty: Wang Wei

Original text:

You have just come from our hometown, and we must understand the world.

Did the plum blossom when you came to the engraved window of my house?

You have just come from our hometown, so you must know the way of the world in your hometown. Excuse me, did you see the wintersweet blooming in front of my carved window when you came?

16, Guiyuan (I) Wei and Jin Dynasties: Tao Yuanming

Original text:

Birds in cages are often attached to the forests of the past, and fish in ponds yearn for the abyss of the past.

I want to open up wasteland in Minamino and keep my humility to the fields.

Birds in cages often miss the mountains of the past, and fish in ponds yearn for the abyss of the past. I would like to reclaim wasteland in the southern wilderness, keep my simplicity and return to farming.

17 "The next berth on Beibao Mountain" Tang Dynasty: Wang Wan

Original text:

Under the blue mountain, my boat and I meandered along the green water.

Until the river bank widens at low tide, and no wind blows my lonely sail.

... night gives way to the ocean of the sun, and the old year melts in freshness.

Finally, I can send my messenger, Wild Goose, back to Luoyang.

The journey is beyond the green hills, sailing in front of the Qinghe River. The tide is high, and the water between the two banks is wide, so sail before the wind just hangs the sail high. The night hasn't faded, the rising sun has risen on the river in Ran Ran, and the Jiangnan in the old year has the breath of spring. I don't know when the letter from home will arrive. I hope the geese returning from the north will take it to Luoyang.

18, "Sauvignon Blanc Out of the Mountain" Qing: Nalan Xingde

Original text:

A ride on the mountain, a ride on the water, and a trip to Guan Yu, with thousands of 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.

Over the mountains, boarding the boat and wading, non-stop heading for Shanhaiguan. At night, the camp is brightly lit and resplendent. The snowstorm outside woke the sleeping soldiers and reminded them of their hometown. There is no such sound in my hometown.

19, "Full Moon" Tang Dynasty: Bai Juyi

Original text:

Since the Henan War, water transportation has been blocked, there has been famine everywhere, and our brothers have also been displaced, each in one place.

Because of the feeling of looking at the moon, I talked about my book and gave it to the Fuliang brothers, Yu Qian brothers and Wujiang brothers, as well as Liv and his brothers and sisters.

The family business is in a year of disaster, and the brothers are scattered.

After the war, the countryside was deserted and the flesh and blood fled to a foreign land.

The injured shadow is like a lonely wild goose, wandering like a broken-rooted autumn canopy.

* * * Looking at the bright moon and crying, for the heart, five places, all sick and willing.

Since the Henan War, the water transportation in Guanzhong area has been blocked, resulting in famine, displacement of brothers and separation of flesh and blood, all in one place. Because I felt something when I saw the moon, I wrote a poem to record my feelings, and gave it to the elder brother of Fuliang, the seventh brother of Qianshui, the fifteenth brother of Wujiang, and the brothers and sisters of Fuliang and Xiayi.

In the disaster year, the family business is exhausted and the brothers are separated. After the war, the countryside was deserted, and the flesh and blood fled to foreign countries. Hanging shadow injury is like a lonely goose, drifting without a trace, like a broken root and autumn eaves. Look at the bright moon and you should cry. You are homesick at night.

20. "Dream of the 20th day of the first month of Jiang" Song Su Shi

Original text:

When night came, my dream suddenly came home. The window of Xiao Xuan. Dress up.

Care for each other without words, only tears thousands of lines are expected to break the heart, and the moon and night are short and loose.

Last night, I returned to my hometown in my dream, at the window of the cabin. I'm dressing up. You and I are silent and sad, only tears fall thousands of lines. The place where I expected to miss her in the past was on the bright moon night, on the short Songshan Mountain.