A poem about when to return (a poem describing the family) 1. Poetry describing hometown.
"There is a bottle of wine before two songs (1)."
Author: Tang Libai
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The spring breeze suddenly passed from the east, and the golden bottle of wine made a microwave oven.
Sleep a little more, and the beauty will get drunk.
Green Xuan peaches and plums can be geometric (4), streamer deceives people, profligate.
You dance and the sun goes down.
At that time, the spirit refused to pour [6], and the white hair sighed like silk.
Secondly,
The piano plays the dragon gate and the blue tree, and the jade pot is empty.
Rush the strings and draw, drink with you, and look at Zhu and Yan.
Hu Ji looks like a flower. When she smiles, she is a spring breeze.
Laugh at the spring breeze, dance clothes, and be safe today if you are not drunk?
2. Homecoming Poems
○ Yao Tao Yao Tao, burning its China.
The girl is going to get married and be happy at her husband's house. Peach blossoms are in full bloom and there are countless fruits.
The girl is going to get married, and the heir who gave birth early is going to make a fortune. Peach blossoms are in full bloom, and green leaves are lush and never fall.
The girl is getting married, and Comix is in harmony. The firewood was mixed with wood, and the twigs of Vitex negundo were cut down with a knife.
The girl is getting married, so feed the horse quickly. The Hanshui River is so vast that it is impossible to cross it.
The river is so long that it is impossible to take a raft. Firewood is thick, and wormwood is cut with a knife.
Son of Yu Gui. Tell me about it.
The Hanshui River is so vast that it is impossible to cross it. The river is so long that it is impossible to take a raft.
○ Pick the EU, I pick the EU, and the EU will stop. I said I would go home, but it still didn't come true by the end of the year.
No wife, no family, to fight Hyun-yun. There is no time to rest, to fight Hyun-yun.
The pea seedlings have been picked again, and the wild peas are very tender. Said he went home, and he was depressed.
Anxiety is burning, and hunger is unbearable. The location of the garrison cannot be fixed, and it is impossible to take the letter home.
Bean sprouts are picked again, and the stems and leaves of wild peas are getting old. He said that he went home and went home again in October.
But the king's errand is not finished yet, and I have no leisure to enjoy this quiet and good time. I am worried and guilty, but I can't tell the teacher's family, and I have to return to it.
Dirt my personal affairs and wash my clothes. Regardless of whether it hurts or not, the mother-in-law cleans up the pavilion and gets lost.
I can't complain about Wang Sun, but I don't remember coming home early. Tender as water, like a dream, reluctant to go home? Jiang Nanchun was heartbroken, and Pingman Tingzhou people did not return.
When will you go home and wash your robe? The silver word is the tone, and the heart word is the fragrance. Once classified as ministers, Shen Yao and Pan were killed.
When I am happy, I will go back to the boat at night and walk into the depths of the lotus.
3. Danggui Poetry
1, Roy can be Danggui.
Han/Han/Chinese/human
Han Liang Yuefu
Sad elegy
2. What kind of angelica is the roller?
the Tang Dynasty
Du Fu
Send it to the secretaries of senior three and fifteen.
3. Stay in Angelica.
the Tang Dynasty
Du zhenglun
"Give a winter banquet a word in an ordinary house."
Step 4 send angelica to a distant place
the Tang Dynasty
Zhang said
Write a letter to send auspicious eleven
5. From the first day of Angelica sinensis
the Tang Dynasty
Yuan Ganyao
"On the same day, Feng and Emperor Yao Gan and Song Jing of Zhang Shuo hosted a banquet."
6. Remember clearly about Angelica.
Song dynasty; surname
Chen Ya
Medicinal names and boudoir feelings of raw tea seeds
7. Durian is not like Angelica sinensis
Song dynasty; surname
Wang Zhi
Huanxisha
8.angelica sinensis
Song dynasty; surname
Zhangfengzi
Man Ting Fang Duh is in Niu Er.
9, don't say the wind and rain of the Ming Dynasty, from Angelica.
Song dynasty; surname
Liu Chenweng
Nan Gezi grabbed Ma Xian's paw.
10, when the destination
Song dynasty; surname
a certain person
Publicity shoots flowers all over the road.
1 1. Going home in a dream is not Angelica.
the Tang Dynasty
Xu hun
ill
12, old angelica went out of season.
Yuan dynasty (1206- 1368)
Youren Xu
See you in Niannujiao's series.
13, angelica goes
Yuan dynasty (1206- 1368)
Wang Zhe
"Man Ting's study is decorated with lanterns, and Gong Shaogong is going to have a jade flower party."
14, etc. Wuqiao, accused of angelica.
Yuan dynasty (1206- 1368)
Ma Yu
Ode to a crane with a heart in mind
4. What are the poems about "coming back"?
The poem about "Return" is as follows:
1, The Book of Songs. Xiaoya. Picking EU "
I passed away yesterday, and the willows are reluctant; The road is muddy and difficult to walk, and people are thirsty and hungry.
2. Han Yuefu folk songs
Sad songs can be used as tears, and distant looks can be used as angelica.
3. Don Meng Jiao's Wandering Sons
Who can say that a filial child like the weak can repay his mother's love like the sunshine in spring?
4. Tang He Zhangzhi's Homecoming Book
Young people leave home, old people return, and the local accent has not changed.
5. Tao Yuanming's return to the garden.
Birds in cages are often attached to the forests of the past, and fish in ponds yearn for the abyss of the past.
Why did the ancients love to write poems with "Gui"?
Poetry can be used as a way to express feelings, which is more subtle and euphemistic than language and behavior. And this requires cultural literacy, so like-minded people can communicate with each other in the future. Just as modern people also write some literary works, it is a spiritual comfort to themselves and others.
5. regression poetry
There are so many poems that express homesickness that it is difficult to list them one by one. The most famous is Tao Yuanming's Gui Xi Ci. The relevant original text and translation are as follows:
First, the original:
Come back! Will the countryside destroy Hu Bugui? Since the heart is the form of service, isn't it sad? People who can catch up without admonishing the past; Not far from being lost, I feel that today is not yesterday. The ship is far away and the wind is blowing. Asking for directions, ex-husband, hate dawn.
It looks forward to Yu Heng and runs with joy. Servants are welcome and children are waiting for the door. The three paths are barren, and the pine chrysanthemum still exists. Bring children into the room, there will be wine bottles. Lead the pot to think for yourself and make the court happy. Leaning against the south window to send lofty sentiments, judge your knees to be comfortable. Garden Day includes fun, although the door is fixed and often closed. Help the old man to rest, and correct his head if he goes far. Clouds come out of holes unintentionally, and birds don't know when to fly. The scenery is coming, lonely and lingering.
Come back! Please rest assured that you will never travel. The world is against me, what can I ask for? Please love words from relatives, play music and read books to eliminate worries. The farmer told Yu Yichun that he wanted to do something with Xichou. Or a towel cart, or a boat This is not only a gentle and elegant road to find ravines, but also a rugged road through hills. Wood is thriving and spring is blooming. When everything is fine, I feel that my journey of life is over.
I don't hold grudges anymore! How long will you live in the apartment? What does Hu Wei want? Wealth is not my wish, and the emperor's hometown cannot be expected. When you are pregnant, you can go alone or plant a stick. Deng and He Lin wrote poems together. Chatting until the end, Loew's fate is ridiculous!
Second, translation:
Go home! The countryside is going to be deserted, why not go back? Since my mind is enslaved by my body, why am I so depressed and sad alone? I regret that my past mistakes are irreparable, but I firmly believe that I can make up for them in the years to come. In fact, I am not far from this road, and I have realized that what I am doing now is right and what I am doing is wrong. The boat floated gently on the water, and the breeze blew the clothes. Asked the pedestrians the way ahead, they only felt that the morning was dim and the sky was not bright.
As soon as I saw my humble home, I galloped forward happily. The servants greeted them happily, and the children waited at the door. The path in the courtyard is overgrown with weeds, and the pines, cypresses and chrysanthemums are still there; As the children entered the room, the wine bottle was full. I picked up the hip flask and poured it myself, looking at the court tree with a happy look; Leaning against the south window, I am proud of the world and feel that this small place is easy to make me feel at ease. It is interesting to walk alone in the garden every day. The door of the small garden is often closed. Walking on crutches, always looking up into the distance. White clouds naturally float out of the hole, and tired birds know to fly back to their nests; The sun is dim, and the sun is about to set. I can't bear to leave, and my hands are lonely and loose.
Go home! I want to break up with secular people. Everything about them doesn't suit my interest. What do you want from driving out again? Chatting with old friends in the village makes me happy, and playing the piano and reading can make me sad; The farmer told me that spring was coming, and he was going to farm in the west. Sometimes driving a towel cart, sometimes rowing a boat, we not only have to explore deep valleys, but also walk through rugged hills. Trees are lush and springs are flowing slowly. (1) Envy all living things in nature to grow and prosper in time and lament that their lives are coming to an end.
Forget it! How much time is left in the world? Why not go or stay according to your own mind? Why are you unhappy? Where else do you want to go? Wealth is not what I want, and there is no hope of ascending to heaven. Cherish the beautiful scenery and I will enjoy it alone, or I will help the seedlings grow with crutches. Climbing up the eastern hillside, I screamed at the edge of Qingxi and recited poems; Let's end our lives naturally and take pleasure in our fate. Hesitate about what?