What are the poems about autumn yearning?

Qiu Si's poems 1. Qiu Si's poems

But how much love has left nothing growing and won three spring rays-Don Meng Jiao >

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 in full bloom? -Tang Wang Wei >

The foot of my bed is shining with such bright light. Is it frosty already? Looking up, I found that it was moonlight and sank again, and I suddenly remembered home-Don Li Bai >

Wang Wei's "I miss my brothers in Shandong on vacation in the mountains" is 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. Miss your relatives more during the festive season-Tang Wangwei >

Looking forward to the full moon tonight, I don't know who Qiu Si will fall into-Don Wang Jian >

Everyone feels strange in a foreign language, but they hate the sound of singing birds like an ancient mountain-Don Sikong Tu >

Miss in the cold autumn, a person wandering at the crossroads of love, street lamps radiate soft light, hanging over the two big trees beside him. According to that lonely idea.

I want to be strong, walk away and forget, but my eyes always stay in the direction where you once appeared, and I haven't changed the temperature without your hand. Autumn is so cold, such a night.

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

Autumn thoughts/raindrops in late autumn wet my eyes, and I miss my loved ones with a heavy heart. In recent years, I have tried life and death again and again, a dark and heartless disease, a dangerous beach that life can't cross.

You left this heartless world forever with the disappointment of your loved ones and the attachment of your life. Young people leave home, old people return, and the local accent remains the same. -Tang He Zhangzhi >

2. Qiu Si's poems

Old vines are faint crows, small bridges are flowing, and old roads are thin horses.

When the sun sets, heartbroken people are at the end of the world. -"Tianjingsha Qiu Si" Ma Zhiyuan Interpretation: At dusk, a group of crows landed on an old tree with withered vines and made a piercing cry.

Under the small bridge, the running water jingles, and the farmhouse next to the small bridge raises smoke. On the ancient road, a thin horse struggled against the west wind.

The sunset gradually lost its luster and set from the west. On a cold night, only lonely travelers wander in the distance.

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.

-Fan Zhongyan's interpretation of "The Fisherman is proud of Qiu Si": Autumn has arrived, and the scenery in the northwest frontier is different from that in the south of the Yangtze River. The geese flew back to Hengyang again, without any intention of staying.

At dusk, when the army's horn blows, the surrounding sounds also rise. In the mountains, the twilight is heavy, the mountains are sunset, and the solitary door is closed.

After drinking a glass of turbid wine, I can't help thinking of my hometown thousands of miles away. I failed to defeat an enemy like Dou Xian, and I failed to make a decision earlier. Melodious Qiangdi sounded, the weather was cold and the ground was covered with frost and snow.

Late at night, the soldiers couldn't sleep well: the general's beard and hair turned white because of military action; The soldiers have been guarding the border for a long time, and they also shed sad tears. Since ancient times, I feel sad and lonely every autumn. I think autumn is more than spring.

-"Autumn Ci" Liu Yuxi Interpretation: Since ancient times, every autumn, I feel sad and lonely, but I think autumn is better than spring. 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. -"Qiu Si" Zhang Ji Interpretation: The annual autumn wind has blown into Luoyang City. I don't know what happened to my relatives in my hometown; Write a letter from home to greet peace. There are so many things to say and I don't know where to start.

The letter has been written, but I'm afraid I haven't finished what I want to say in a hurry; When the messenger set out, he opened the envelope and returned it to him. The autumn wind is clear, the autumn moon is bright, and the fallen leaves gather and disperse, which surprised Western jackdaw in the west.

The leaves in the wind gather when they gather. Western jackdaw has settled and the moon rises. Friends are looking forward to meeting, but I don't know where. At this time, on such a night, it is difficult to miss each other. -"Autumn Wind Ci" Li Bai Interpretation: Autumn wind is clear, autumn moon is bright. When the leaves in the wind gather and disperse, the western Western jackdaw has already inhabited and was awakened by the bright moon.

Friends are looking forward to meeting each other, but I don't know when, at this time and on such a night, it's hard not to miss each other. Li in the sad autumn scenery, a wanderer all the year round, lives alone on the high platform in today's illness.

After all the hardships and hatred, the white hair is full, and the wine glasses are damaged. -Interpretation of Du Fu's "Ascending the Mountain": I feel sad for the autumn scenery, and I feel that Wan Li has been wandering for many years and has been ill all his life. Today, he is on the stage.

After a lot of hardships, white hair is full of temples, and the cup is hanging. Dark homesickness, thoughts of chasing travel.

Every night unless, sweet dreams make people unable to sleep. The bright moon building is high and lonely.

Wine becomes sorrow, acacia becomes tears. -"Su Muzhe Nostalgia" Fan Zhongyan Interpretation: It is sad to miss my hometown silently, and it is difficult to get rid of my lingering thoughts. Unless I have a good dream every night, I can get a moment's comfort.

I don't want to look at the tall building alone on a moonlit night, but I want to pour bitter wine into my sadness and turn it into tears of acacia. 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. -Du Fu's interpretation of "Remembering Brothers on a Moonlit Night": 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. Crows fell on the moon, crowed coldly, slept on maple trees, and slept in fishing lanes by the river.

In the lonely Hanshan Temple outside Suzhou, the bell that rang in the middle of the night reached the passenger ship. -Zhang Ji's "Sleeping at the Fengjiang River at Night" Interpretation: The moon sets, crows crow, and it is cold all over the sky. They sadly sleep on maple trees and fishing fires by the river.

In the lonely and quiet Hanshan Ancient Temple outside Gusu City, the bell ringing at midnight reached the passenger ship. There is moonlight in Chang 'an, and all the families in Yi Dao are there.

The autumn wind blew Yi Dao's voice, and every household remembered the people guarding the border. When will the border war be settled and when will my husband end his expedition?

-Interpretation of "Midnight Wu Ge Qiu Ge" by Li Bai: There is moonlight in Chang 'an, and thousands of households smash clothes. The autumn wind blows clothes, and everyone misses the border guards.

When can I quell the border war and let my husband end his expedition?

3. Qiu Si's poems

1. Old vines are faint crows, small bridges are flowing, and old roads are thin horses. When the sun sets, heartbroken people are at the end of the world. -"Tianjingsha Qiu Si" Ma Zhiyuan

Explanation:

At dusk, a group of crows landed on an old tree with withered vines and made a piercing cry. Under the small bridge, the running water jingles, and the farmhouse next to the small bridge raises smoke. On the ancient road, a thin horse struggled against the west wind. The sunset gradually lost its luster and set from the west. On a cold night, only lonely travelers wander in the distance.

2. 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 Fisherman's Pride Qiu Si" Fan Zhongyan

Explanation:

Autumn is coming, and the scenery in the northwest frontier is different from that in Jiangnan. The geese flew back to Hengyang again, without any intention of staying. At dusk, when the army's horn blows, the surrounding sounds also rise. In the mountains, the twilight is heavy, the mountains are sunset, and the solitary door is closed. After drinking a glass of turbid wine, I can't help thinking of my hometown thousands of miles away. I failed to defeat an enemy like Dou Xian, and I failed to make a decision earlier. Melodious Qiangdi sounded, the weather was cold and the ground was covered with frost and snow. Late at night, the soldiers couldn't sleep well: the general's beard and hair turned white because of military action; The soldiers have been guarding the border for a long time, and they also shed sad tears.

Autumn has been sad and lonely since ancient times. I say autumn is better than spring. -"Autumn Ci" Liu Yuxi

Explanation:

I feel sad and lonely every autumn since ancient times, but I think autumn is better than spring.

4. Seeing the autumn wind in Luoyang, I want to write a book. 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. Qiu Si Zhangji

Explanation:

The annual autumn wind blows to Luoyang city again. I wonder what happened to my relatives in my hometown? Write a letter from home to greet peace. There are so many things to say and I don't know where to start. The letter has been written, but I'm afraid I haven't finished what I want to say in a hurry; When the messenger set out, he opened the envelope and returned it to him.

5. The autumn wind is clear, the autumn moon is bright, and the fallen leaves gather and disperse, which surprised the western Western jackdaw. The leaves in the wind gather when they gather. Western jackdaw has settled and the moon rises. Friends are looking forward to meeting, but I don't know where. At this time, on such a night, it is difficult to miss each other. -Li Bai's Poem of Autumn Wind

Explanation:

The autumn wind is clear and the autumn moon is bright. When the leaves in the wind gather and disperse, the western Western jackdaw has already inhabited and was awakened by the bright moon. Friends are looking forward to meeting each other, but I don't know when, at this time and on such a night, it's hard not to miss each other.

I came from three thousand miles away. With the sadness of autumn, with my sorrow of a hundred years, I climbed this height alone. After all the hardships and hatred, the white hair is full, and the wine glasses are damaged. -"Ascending the Mountain" Du Fu

Explanation:

Sad to autumn, I feel that Wan Li has been wandering all the year round and has been sick all his life. Today, he is alone on the high platform. After a lot of hardships, white hair is full of temples, and the cup is hanging.

7. Nostalgia, chasing the idea of traveling. Every night unless, sweet dreams make people unable to sleep. The bright moon building is high and lonely. Wine becomes sorrow, acacia becomes tears. -"Su Muzhe Nostalgia" Fan Zhongyan

Explanation:

Missing my hometown silently is sad, and lingering worries are hard to get rid of. Unless I dream well every night, I can get a moment's comfort. I don't want to look at the tall building alone on a moonlit night, but I want to pour bitter wine into my sadness and turn it into tears of acacia.

8. A vagrant heard the drums heralding the battle, and a wild goose rang 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. -"Moonlight Remembering Brothers" Du Fu

Explanation:

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.

9. Frosty night, Jiang Feng, fishing fire, worrying about sleep. In the lonely Hanshan Temple outside Suzhou, the bell that rang in the middle of the night reached the passenger ship. -Zhang Ji's "Night Sleeping in Fengjiang"

Explanation:

The moon sets, crows crow and the sky is cold. They sleep sadly on the maple trees and fishing fires by the river. In the lonely and quiet Hanshan Ancient Temple outside Gusu City, the bell ringing at midnight reached the passenger ship.

10. A moon hangs over the capital, and 10,000 washing hammers are beating. The autumn wind blew Yi Dao's voice, and every household remembered the people guarding the border. When will the border war be settled and when will my husband end his expedition? -"Midnight Wu Ge Qiu Ge" Li Bai

Explanation:

There is moonlight in Chang 'an, and thousands of households smash clothes. The autumn wind blows clothes, and everyone misses the border guards. When can I quell the border war and let my husband end his expedition?

4. Qiu Si's ancient poems

Du Mu-Xing Shan

Winding along the rocky path in Lengshan Town.

A home uncovered in floating white clouds

Parking LAM Raymond likes to sit up late.

The frosty autumn leaves are redder than the flowers in February.

Zhang Ji-Night parking near Fengqiao

Frosty night,

Jiang Feng sleeps in the fire.

Hanshan Temple outside Gusu,

The midnight bell arrived at the passenger ship.

Bai Juyi-Pipa Hang

In the evening, I bid farewell to a guest on Xunyang River. Maple leaves and mature rushes rustle in autumn.

I, the host, have dismounted, my guest has boarded his boat, and we raise our cups, hoping to drink-but, alas, there is no music.

Although we drank a lot of wine, we were not happy. When we were leaving each other, the river mysteriously widened in the direction of the full moon.

We heard a sudden sound, a guitar crossed the water, the host forgot to go home and the guests left.

We followed the direction of the melody and asked the player's name, and the voice was interrupted ... and then she reluctantly answered.

We moved the boat closer to hers, invited her to join us, and summoned more wine and lanterns to start our party again.

However, before she came to us, we called a thousand times and urged her for a thousand times, but she still hid half of her face behind her guitar from us.

... she turned the tuning pin and tested several strings, and even before she played, we could feel her feelings.

Every string is a kind of meditation, and every note is a kind of deep thinking, as if she were telling us the pain of her life.

She frowned, bent her fingers, and then started her music, letting her heart share everything with us bit by bit.

She brushed the strings, slowly twisted, swept and plucked, first the air in the rainbow skirt, then the six small ones.

Big strings hum like rain, and small strings whisper like secrets.

Humming, whispering-and then mixing together, like pouring large and small pearls into a plate of jade.

Between Guan Ying's words, the bottom of the flower is slippery, so you can't swallow the spring scenery and flow under the ice.

The ice spring is cold and astringent, and the strings condense, and the condensation will never stop.

The depth of sadness and the hiding of sadness are more told in silence than in voice.

A silver vase suddenly burst, pouring out a stream of water, jumping out of the conflict and blow between armored horses and weapons.

Before she put down the pick, her stroke was over, and all four strings made a sound, just like tearing silk.

The east ship was silent, and the west ship was silent. We saw the white autumn moon entering the river.

She tied it thoughtfully on the rope, stood up and smoothed her clothes, serious and polite.

Tell us how she spent her girlhood in the capital and lived in her parents' house in Toad Hill.

She mastered the guitar at the age of thirteen, and her name ranked first in the list of musicians.

Song often impressed people, and her beauty envied all the leading dancers.

How did the aristocratic youths in Wuling compete generously? Countless red silks were given to a song.

And the blood color of the skirt was stained by wine, China.

Season after season, joy followed, and neither the autumn moon nor the spring breeze attracted her attention.

Until her brother went to war, and then her aunt died, and the night passed, and the night came, and her beauty disappeared.

There were fewer and fewer cars and horses in front of the door, and finally she married herself to a businessman.

Who, first of all, stole money, accidentally left her and went to Fuliang to buy tea a month ago.

And she has been taking care of an empty boat in the estuary. Around the cabin, the moon and the river are cold.

Sometimes in the middle of the night, she dreams of her victory and is awakened from her dream by her hot tears.

Her first guitar note made me sigh. Now, after listening to her story, I feel even sadder.

We were all unhappy until the end of the day, when we met. We understand. What is the relationship between acquaintances? .

A year ago, I left the capital and came here. Now I am a sick Jiujiang exile.

Jiujiang is so far away that I haven't heard music, neither strings nor bamboo sounds for a whole year.

My residence is near the town by the river, low and humid, and the house is surrounded by bitter reeds and yellow rushes.

What can you hear here in the morning and evening? ? The cuckoo's bleeding cry, the ape's sobbing.

I often pick up the wine and drink it alone in the spring morning with flowers and the autumn night with moonlight shining.

Of course, there are folk songs and bagpipes in the village, but they are rough and harsh, and they are harsh in my ears.

Tonight, when I heard you playing the guitar, I felt that my hearing was illuminated by wonderful music.

Don't leave us. Come, sit down. Play it for us again. I will write a Long song about guitar. ..

... she was moved by my words, stood there for a while, and then sat down to play her strings-they sounded even sadder.

Although the tune was different from what she had played before, all the listeners covered their faces.

But which of them cried the most? , this Jiujiang officer. My blue sleeves are wet.

Meng Haoran —— Reading Zhang Qiu Deng Lan Shan

On the north peak in the white clouds,

You have found your quiet place.

Try to climb the other side of the mountain,

If the heart flies, the bird dies.

A quiet evening may seem a little sad,

If the weather is not so cool and sunny this autumn.

I looked at the river bank and the villagers who went home.

Rest on the beach until the ferry comes back.

There are trees on the horizon, like a row of grass.

Ships are like the moon by the river.

I hope you can come to see me and bring a basket of wine.

* * * Drunk Double Ninth Festival.

Tang Wang Wei in the autumn night in the mountains

The empty mountains are bathed in a new rain, and feel the early autumn at night. 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.

Military commander's view of climbing the mountain in autumn in Liu Changqing Temple

Gutai is always homesick in autumn. There are few people in the wild temple, and Yunfeng is separated by water depth.

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.

Autumn night Tang Wangwei

At the beginning of the month, the moon rises, the autumn tea is thin, and the thin silk gown does not change clothes.

The long night is full of affectionate silver, guarding the empty room with fear and jealousy, and can't bear to sleep.

Midnight Qiu Ge Tang Libai

There is moonlight in Chang 'an, and all the families in Yi Dao are there.

The autumn wind blew Yi Dao's voice, and every household remembered the people guarding the border.

When will the border war be settled and when will my husband end his expedition?

5. Qiu Si's poems and ancient poems

1, "Autumn Night" Tang Du Muyin candle cold painting screen, light Luo small fan flapping fireflies.

Day and night are as cool as water. Sit and watch the morning glory and Vega. 2, "Wang Dongting" Liu Tang Yuxi Lake light and autumn moon blend together, there is no wind mirror on the pool surface.

Looking at Dongting from a distance, there is a green snail in the silver plate. 3, "The night will dawn to meet the cold at the hedge door" Song Luyou three Wan Li Hedong into the sea, 5,000 meters on the skyscraper.

The adherents were in tears and wanted to wait in Julian Waghann for another year. 4, "Qiu Deng Xuancheng Xie Tiao North Building" Tang Li Bai Jiangcheng picturesque, the mountains look clear.

The rain caught the mirror and the rainbow fell on the double bridge. Orange forest pomelo is set off in the cold smoke of kitchen smoke; Autumn is boundless, and the phoenix tree has become old.

Besides me, who will think of the North Tower and welcome the autumn wind, Miss Xie? 5, "Mountain in Autumn Night" Tang Wang Wei stood in the autumn night after the rain.

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. 6. "Qiu Lai Zhang in Denglan Mountain" Don Meng Haoran found your seclusion on the North Peak among the white clouds.

Now, when I climb this mountain to see you, my heart flies high with the geese. Sadness is often the mood of dusk, and the mood is often the atmosphere of autumn.

Tourists come to the village on the mountain, walk across the beach, sit at the ferry and have a rest. The forest in the distance is like a shepherd's purse, overlooking the river bank like a crescent moon.

I hope you will pick me up, bring a basket of wine and get drunk on the Double Ninth Festival. 7, "Jiande Night Sleeping" Tang Meng Haoran When my boat was sailing in the foggy berth, at dusk, ancient memories began.

The vastness of the wilderness is deeper than trees, and the moon is very close to the moon. 8. "Ascending the Mountain" Tang Du Fu whimpered in the gale, and the birds flew across clear lake Baisha to return.

The endless trees are rustling leaves, and the Yangtze River is rolling unpredictably. Li in the sad autumn scenery, a wanderer all the year round, lives alone on the high platform in today's illness.

After all the hardships and hatred, the white hair is full, and the wine glasses are damaged. 9, "Mid-Autumn Festival Full Moon" stone clouds are cold and silently turn to the jade plate.

If you don't meet a good night in this life, where will you see the bright moon next year? 10, "Mid-Autumn Festival Full Moon" Tang Bai Juyi Wan Li is incredible, adding sorrow and hating the world.

Who is stationed outside Gansu for a long time? Where is the new parting before the court? After falling out of favor, Ji returned to the hospital that night, but when the veteran went upstairs. According to how many people are heartbroken, Jade Rabbit and Silver Toad are far from knowing.

1 1, "Su Curtain Covering" Song Fan Zhongyan's blue sky, yellow leaves, autumn colors, cold smoke and green waves. The mountain reflects the setting sun and the sky meets the water, and the grass is ruthless, even outside the setting sun.

Dark homesickness, chasing travel, every night unless, good dreams make people sleep. The bright moon tower is lonely, and the wine turns into sorrow and tears.

12, "The Pride of the Fisherman" Song Fan Zhongyan blocked the scenery, and Hengyang geese went and didn't pay attention. The four sides are connected with each other.

Thousands of miles away, the long smoke closes. A glass of turbid wine is Wan Li's home, but Ran Yan hasn't come home yet.

The pipe strength is covered with frost. People don't sleep, and the general has white hair and tears.

13, "Looking at Nanshan in Chang 'an Glaring Pavilion on the evening of July 16th" Song Lu went to the corner of the border town to offer condolences, and the bonfire shone on the high platform. Sad songs hit the floor and lean on high wine. This is leisure! Who can push away all the layers of twilight like the amorous Nanshan bright moon?

The smoke from the kitchen near Baqiao Bridge and the beautiful scenery near Qujiang River should stand in the moonlight, waiting for our army to recover lost ground and win. 14, "Autumn Moon" Song Chenghao Qingxi River crosses Bishantou, with empty water and fresh autumn.

Three miles away from the world of mortals, white clouds and red leaves are two long. 15, "Autumn Nocturne" Tang Guibo gave birth to the autumn dew, and he was light and thin without changing clothes.

The long night is full of affectionate silver, guarding the empty room with fear and jealousy, and can't bear to sleep. 16, Autumn Wind Where did Tang Liu Yuxi's autumn wind come from? Xiao Xiao sent the goose.

When the morning light enters the courtyard, lonely guests smell it first. 17, "Autumn Ci" Tang Yuxi has been sad and lonely every autumn since ancient times. I say autumn is better than spring.

A crane in the clear sky rows clouds, bringing poetry to the blue night.

6. There is a kind of missing that describes missing in ancient poetry. Autumn is full of eyes, and the grass flies around the thin cheeks.

I miss the ancient poems in my hometown. I miss the moonlight in front of Li Bai's bed in the quiet night. It is suspected that it is frost on the ground. Look up at the bright moon and miss your hometown with your head down. I miss my Shandong brother Wang Wei when I am on holiday in the mountains, and I miss my relatives every holiday. I know my brother is climbing high, and there is one person missing everywhere. I watched Bai Shu crows in the atrium of Wang Jian's Fifteen Nights, and Coody Leng osmanthus was silent. Tonight, I don't know who Qiu Si is. Qiu Si was born in Luoyang to watch the autumn wind. The geese are sent by rustling. Lonely guests are the first to hear trees enter the courtyard. A ride on Mount De in Nalanxing, Sauvignon Blanc, a ride on the water, leads to Guan Yu, and there are thousands of lights at night. The snow changed, and the dream of breaking the hometown failed. There was no such sound in the garden. The sky is high and the clouds are light and the sand is Qiu Si, with old vines and faint crows, small bridges and flowing water, and fine ancient roads. The sun sets and the west wind is thin.

7. Accumulate ancient poems that miss home in the autumn wind. About autumn, you have to miss home.

Wang Wei in "I miss my Shandong brothers on vacation in the mountains" is in a foreign land and misses my relatives every holiday. He knew from a distance that one person was missing everywhere where his brother climbed the mountain. It's rainy and foggy, and it's easy to live. There are deep mountains and rivers here. In autumn, the sound of the beach is more urgent and the canyon is overcast. Looking at the clouds, he misses home and raindrops. How did he comfort you? According to the north window piano, neixiang county village road is Bai Juyi, the sun is soft, the wild road is cool, and the tired horse slowly misses home. Things in autumn in Weicun should be like this, with red dates, pears and yellow rice ears. The melody of the song is blowing, the people in the faucet sing Weng, the water is flowing, the trees are yellow, and they are homesick. The wind in Ma Si is very urgent, and the geese are meditating on the cold clouds. In the last month, Lin Ming's sword and halberd were born. Stay away from the fire, read the letter of homesickness of geese, and smell the tears of apes. Alone in Wan Li, the autumn moon is unbearable. In late autumn, I moved to Beijing to think about Li Jiayou, Song Yu and Zhang Heng who complained about Sanqiu. I miss home and the north, and I want to leave the water flowing eastward. I leaned against the tree to see the yellow leaves, and everyone complained about hoary heads. Don't lose the gift, the sunset climbs the stairs. The injury under the meridian gate made Wei Peacock Wang Jian lonely in the autumn pavilion. Pay attention to the monarch's heart. In the autumn of Chang 'an, the clouds in Zhao Tuo flow sadly, and the Han Palace moves in high autumn. Broken stars are full of geese, and the flute leans against the building. The purple fence is half open, and the red skirt is full of lotus. Although the perch is beautiful, it is empty to wear the southern crown to learn from Chu prisoners. In the autumn of Yingcheng, Lang Shiyuan's bald head disappeared, and the empty mountain heard the sound of wild geese. When the clouds open, the moon is shocked. The traffic jam is too long to fly, and the shadow is still ringing. Looking at the distant sky, homesickness is everywhere. Yunmeng Old Town in autumn, looking at the ruins of Yung Wing's old country, wants to visit the old country when boarding. When personnel change, water flows for a thousand years. Zhu Hongmeng is late, and Jingmen tree is autumn. The clouds don't go away, and homesickness is far away. Khan Wu Hull blew his horn in Seoul, and the moon was shining high and the air was chilly. Dark worms rot, grass falls homesick. I sleep in an empty yard and look at bananas in autumn. After the exam, I heard cicadas singing in Jiahui, which showed the manager's shock and worry about a foreign land. Now, hearing this name, Fang Huan has traveled all over the country. In the afternoon, the wind spread to the yard, and I thought the sound was good. Wynn suddenly shed tears. Autumn climbed to Li Qunyu and Yangcheng, and thousands of families were crying for water. Turbulence gathers at the end of the world. The shore is long and the lake is wide and the autumn sails are wide. Buy wine to the fisherman, and share the fish boat with the lamp. Xiaoxiang should swim alone when he sees a goose. Kun sent his brother from Jiangnan to fight in Jianshan for two years, and his home was in Bailangtou, Songjiang. Turning off the moon makes him homesick all day. I don't know when he arrived in Liao, but he transferred to Yantai. Pedestrians are coming, Kaifeng is coming. Sheep and bamboo in Qiu Si are disappearing from the dawn, and the cool wind is like their hometown. In autumn, they are surprised by the rising sun and sit on the front porch to feel things. Jiang Yanfei is still tired, and there are still countless pomegranates all over the mountain. I have always been interested in my life, but I have forgotten what I said for a long time. Qiu Si gave me two kings. In the past, I only left the curtain empty, and I felt farewell in my dream. I didn't see my hometown book, so I spread my goose feet. At the beginning of the battle beside the cloud, Qiu Si and Liu Yang were already in Qiu Si, while Chutian was still mowing the grass. It is because of heart disease that many leaves come at night. The drizzle is noisy in the city, and the sunset passes by. Laoshan is full of merchants, separated by Dongting waves. Qiu Si, the hotel, is lonely, go out and lament. Why do you feel late? Flowers are blooming in autumn. The mountains beyond the sky are only covered with jade. The sun shines among the flowers, and the city is overcast. Three years have passed, and homesick tears have been suppressed, making it more difficult to enter the New Year. Tang Yanqian, a pavilion on Pujin River, a tree in autumn scenery, and a wide pavilion are flourishing in the morning. Smoke is watching the water, and the king is sheltering from the rain during the day. He is lonely and worried every long time. It's further east in Tu Shan. Liu Cangnian, a guest house in Wenyang, feels like a waste of time, but what happened to the road? The rain outside the window is close to the mountain, and there are many geese on the beach in autumn. Every time I read homesickness, I sing a song to the moon and sky. I crossed the old mountain by the water, broke the fasting path and closed the smoke. Two poems by Xing Wu and Qiu Si, Chen Tao, are not stubborn and tired of watching the moon. The white clouds were left by Wang Sun again. Qiu Si and Du Xunhe rode along the river, and their homesickness grew step by step. He waved his whip and lost the cicada. The autumn harvest is long, and Leng Yun covers the ancient city. When his family was poor and rich, there was no place to go back to farming. Qiu Si, a pavilion by the river, waiting for the pavilion by the river, birds are smoking. Although he missed the moon, the poet likes autumn. His reputation is illusory. I am strong enough to go home. Looking at Lu You's "A Thousand Miles in the Outer Suburbs" in autumn, the three rivers are slightly boundless. The cross forest worm is not full of leaves, and the new geese are broken. Shenyu Temple left a sword in the pre-Qin period and an ancient stone carving. A statue who doesn't hate food and thin rice is better than going upstairs to remember his hometown. The official drama eulogized Lu You's fame and shame, and the world changed slowly in his later years. Gu and Wang Anshi mistakenly voted for the moon in order to choose the best place to stay. Thousands of fishing fires fall in the autumn wind, and one leaf returns to the boat. Travel sickness is like a bottle of wine, and homesickness is like a chain. I knew that my eyes were slow before, and I was more afraid of hitting my hair. I complained that Chen's tenderness and indifference invaded my account, making it a little cold. The guest didn't cry. Half homesick. The years in Shen Ying, the head of water diversion, are like arrows, with only one hand in the Mid-Autumn Festival. Last year, during the battle in Jiang Shangxing, I often worried about my hometown. I am surrounded by a blue cloud pavilion, which is thousands of miles away. At dusk, the sky is getting thicker and thicker, and the gulls and geese go down to Tingzhou. If you lose your life and get old, you will be relieved. My reputation is certain. When I arrived, I was settled down for a long time. Fortunately, I have a good figure.

8. Homesickness Poems in the Spring and Autumn Period (5 sentences)

Wanderers listen to war drums, and Du Fu listens to autumn geese. He knows that the dew will be frost tonight, and how bright the moonlight is at home! Oh, my brothers, what's the point of my life without you? However, if there is something wrong with letters in peacetime, what can I expect in wartime? . Look at the moon in the pavilion on August 15th. On the evening of August 15th last year, Tang Juyi was in the apricot garden beside Qujiang Pool. On the night of August 15th this year, in front of the Shatou Water Museum in Songpu, where did you look in the northwest and how many months did you look in the southeast? Yesterday, the wind blew and no one was there. Tianya * * * At this time, it brought a separated heart. The night was so considerate that I blew out the candle. It didn't get dark. I put on my coat and it didn't get warm, so I left my message to the moon, and then turned to my bed, hoping to have a dream. "Mountain Day Thinking of Shandong Brothers" Tang people are in a foreign land, and they miss their relatives every holiday. When he knew that his brother climbed the mountain, there was one person missing from the dogwood. "Looking at the Moon at Fifteen Nights" The atrium in the Tang Dynasty is full of crows, and the cold dew is silent and the osmanthus is wet. Tonight, when the moon is full, I don't know whose home is autumn ... Where is the temple of the famous Prime Minister? In a deep pine forest near the Silk City, the green grass in spring is stained with the steps, and the birds are chirping happily under the leaves. The third call made him attach importance to state affairs. He gave his heart to two generations, but before he could conquer it, he died, and the heroes cried on their coats from now on. Spring is like a country breaking mountains and rivers, and spring grass is deeper than the city. When you feel tears, you hate birds. The bonfire lasted for March, and the letters from home were worth thousands. The bald head is shorter and the desire is endless. In spring, flowers hide in Zuo Province and birds chirp. The stars are near every house. .