Ancient poems about homesickness
Cen Can
It was raining over the city, and orioles were on the garrison building.
Stopping the tears of tourists, Liu Bian worried about people's homesickness.
Long white hair laments in the mirror, but youth only brings broken jiao.
You've come a long way this time. I heard it's in Guazhou now.
Songye goose
Qian Qi
It's clear in autumn in Wan Li, and you are alone in the south.
The wind turns to frost and cold, and the clouds open to see the moon.
The long plug flows to the wing, leaving a lingering sound.
Looking at the sky, homesickness is everywhere.
And Pei Di goes to Dengzhou East Pavilion to see Fujian off every morning.
Du Fu
Dong Ge Guan Mei moves poetry, but why is he in Yangzhou?
At this time, remembering the snow in the distance, Fujian spring can be free.
Fortunately, I hurt my old age, if I look at homesickness.
A tree by the river hangs its hair to remind people to get old every morning and evening.
A berth at the foot of Gubei Mountain.
Castle Peak, my boat and I, 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.
I can finally send my messenger, the wild goose, back to Luoyang.
Homesickness has been one of the themes of poetry since ancient times. Especially in ancient times when transportation and communication were extremely underdeveloped, once you leave your hometown, the road ahead is long. When will it be the year of return? Shanzhong, who will pass on the rural book? As a result, poets who are far away from home often feel sad, and beautiful and sad poems gush out and become popular poems for thousands of years.
Touch the scene and feel love. Poets' homesickness often rushes out because of some chance. The rainy night, the bright moon hanging high, the setting sun, the flute sound beyond the Great Wall and so on will all affect the poet's yearning for his native land. Poets often express their poetry because of it. This is the case with Silent Night Thinking, which is called China's first homesick poem:
The foot of my bed is shining so brightly. Is there frost already?
I looked up at the moon and looked down, feeling nostalgic.
It was the bright moon in autumn that triggered the poet's homesickness. On the night of late autumn, a full moon hangs in the horizon, and the moonlight shines through the window in front of the poet's bed, so bright that the poet suspects that it is "frost on the ground". A word "frost" not only describes the whiteness of moonlight, but also gives people a cold and lonely feeling. Then the poet couldn't help but look up at the moon, bow his head and think about his hometown, and feel anxious between pitching and pitching. The poet looked up at the bright and clean tracts and dancing laurel trees and thought: How round and lovely the moon is tonight! How can we be reunited! So the poet remembered his hometown. What do you think of your hometown? The poet didn't elaborate. Let us readers imagine.
Look at Li Yi's Night Cry on the Wall of the Country;
The sand in front of Lefeng is as white as snow, and the moonlight outside the city is like autumn frost.
I don't know where the bleak reed flute blows and I look at my hometown all night.
In this poem, it is also written that the moonlight is like frost, and it also renders a cold and desolate atmosphere. This kind of scenery, coupled with the long-term life of the soldiers stationed in the frontier fortress, makes them feel more lonely. In this atmosphere, suddenly there came a faint flute from nowhere, which was euphemistically sad and sobbing. The wind deeply touched the homesickness of the soldiers. "One Night" shows the duration of thought; "Hope" points out the scope of infection. Similarly, Li Bai also wrote, "Who can't miss home?" This poem. They are all induced by the sound of reed flutes, revealing deep homesickness. Sad and touching.
Philip Burkart recalled from a distance. The former kind of ancient poetry is often the homesickness of the poet because of the scenery, but the specific content of homesickness is not explained by the poet. Another kind of poetry expresses the poet's homesickness through the specific scene of missing his hometown. For example, Wang Wei's "Remembering My Shandong Brothers on Vacation in the Mountain":
I am a lonely stranger in a strange land, and I miss my family more often during the holidays.
Knowing where my brother climbed, I inserted one less person in the dogwood.
Japan should be a time for family, friends and relatives to reunite, but the poet was "alone" in a "foreign land", so he "missed his loved ones twice". What did the poet miss? The poem conceives such a scene: on this double ninth festival, all the brothers in the family climb up. They are singing and dancing one by one, lively and active. But just as they rummaged through cornus one by one, they found that one person was missing. Brothers may suddenly quiet down, holding an extra dogwood in their hands and chanting about me as a passer-by. Here, from "all over" to "one less person" naturally aroused feelings. Through imaginary scenes, the poet showed his homesickness in twists and turns, graceful and touching.
Similarly, Bai Juyi's "Handan to Night Thinking Home" is the same:
Every winter solstice, I am accompanied by the shadow in front of the knee lamp.
If you want to sit at home late at night, you should also talk about travelers.
On the night of winter solstice, poets who are far away in a foreign land are inseparable. At this time, only the light shadow accompanied me, and it was chilly, so I sat on my knees. Lonely lamp Leng Yue will naturally remind you of the warmth of home and family. But the poet did not write about homesickness, but speculated that his family would stay up late at this time, thinking that he was a passer-by. They are probably talking about my life in other places at this time. In fact, the poet guessed his family's yearning for him, and Qu Zheng Pan showed his deep yearning for his family, which was simple and affectionate.
Ask Mei Ju. "Beauty is not beautiful, hometown water; Pro than pro, hometown people. " Far away from home, whenever I see my hometown people, I can imagine the excitement and joy. When meeting, many things will come to mind: Is the family safe? What is life like in my hometown? Wait a minute. But there is such a poet, he doesn't ask these questions, only ask whether the cold plum in front of the window has opened:
You come from your hometown, tell me what happened there! .
Come to the window and open its first cold flower? ?
-Wang Wei's Miscellaneous Poems
Loving my hometown is not abstract, but embodied in loving my hometown's landscape, land, scenery, human feelings, and even every grass and tree. You see, the poet asked about Han Mei's hometown-"the window", so careful and so concerned-"Is it blooming?" It can be seen that poets always miss their hometown. Plum blossom is often a symbol of nobility and holiness, and the cold plum in the poem clearly represents the hometown. How beautiful the hometown in the poet's mind is! Poetry looks small. On the surface, it looks like a glass of fresh water. In fact, in a plain place, it is full of poetry, which shows the poet's strong attachment to his hometown.
I often wonder if Wang Wei was inspired by the Southern Dynasty writer Jiang Zong when he wrote this poem. Nine days in Chang 'an:
My heart went south, but my body came back from north to south in autumn.
How many flowers have bloomed under the hedge in the old garden today?
In the poem, I wrote my "mind" and "shape" first, and vividly and concisely wrote that I traveled far away, but my heart flew back to my hometown. The poet misses his hometown and imagines the pure and beautiful chrysanthemums by the fence. "How many flowers are there today?" Is it one or two, three or four? Reading such a poem, we seem to see that the poet wants to count one by one, and that kind of eagerness and infatuation comes to the fore. It's really crazy!
Write a book and send a message. It is difficult to send brocade books over mountains and mountains. Homesick people can only sing to the moon and meditate to the shadow. At this time, how happy the poet is if he meets someone who is on his way to his hometown!
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.
-Zhang Ji "Qiu Si"
I can finally send a letter to my hometown! The poet poured out all his homesickness in his letters at home. He writes and writes and reads and reads. I didn't put down the envelope until I thought I had said all I had to say. But when the pedestrians were ready to leave, the poet couldn't help but open the seal again and take a look. I'm afraid some things are still unclear. The words "desire", "complex" and "existence" in the poem appropriately express the poet's feelings in twists and turns. The detail of "open the door at once" vividly and meticulously expresses deep homesickness.
We often say that the details can tell the truth. Poets often grasp typical details to express their thoughts and feelings. Another example is Cen Can's "When Meeting the Messenger to the Capital":
The distance from the east home is very long, and the tears are wet and the sleeves are still flowing.
I'll meet you immediately, without paper and pen. Please tell my family that I'm safe.
It has been a long time since I left my hometown, but the poet still looks back frequently and looks back at my hometown. This attachment and reluctance turned into little tears and wet my skirt. Unexpectedly, I met a messenger back to Chang 'an! The poet immediately turned grief into joy. Isn't this a great opportunity to send a message? But the poet was worried at once, because he met on the road, and he couldn't write a letter without pen and paper! Meet in a hurry, and then break up immediately, in a thousand words, without going into details. I have no choice but to send a message of peace. Simple and natural poetry is full of the poet's deep affection and has touching artistic power.
"but I looked home, and the twilight was getting thicker? There is a sad mist on the river waves. Reading those homesick poems full of sadness and sadness, we seem to touch the poet's sincere heart. Absorb the artistic nutrition of classical poetry and feel the aesthetic influence of traditional culture, and you will certainly enjoy the beauty.
Homesick:
be homesick
Thoughts in the dead of night
Tang Libai
The foot of my bed is shining so brightly,
Is there frost already? .
Looking up, I found it was moonlight.
I sank again and suddenly remembered home.
cloudy and drizzly for days on end
Tang Bai Juyi
It's foggy in Kesash, and the mountains and rivers are deep here.
In autumn, the sound of the beach is more urgent and the canyon is overcast.
Watching clouds cover your eyes, homesick for raindrops.
How will you comfort your loneliness? Thanks to this north window piano.
Kezhong cold food
Tang Lizhong
Cold food after a trip, homesickness and tears.
The sound book is broken in the sky, and the peach and plum spring rain.
Not in the mood to drink, but there is reason to sing.
How many people lost outside his suburbs and went out for an outing.
River bank in autumn
Don Du Xunhe
Driving along the river, homesick step by step.
Raise the whip and wave the willow color, and then lose the cicada sound.
Long road of autumn crops, about the ancient city of Leng Yun.
The family is poor and rich, and there is no land to return to farming.
Send friends to the river in the south.
Don Zhang Qiao
Where homesickness accumulates, there is world turmoil.
The shore is long and the group is late, and the lake is wide and sails in autumn.
Buy wine over fishermen, divide the lights and fish the boat.
When Xiaoxiang sees a goose, it is advisable to travel alone.
Homesick work
Tang buxie
People in northern Luzhou are definitely lost, but the letter from Yunnan has never been answered.
If you don't sweep the flowers in front of the court, you will climb the willow outside the door.
Selling silver candles after sitting for a long time will lose face.
Hanging in the autumn night, Wan Li shines on the mountains.
Nostalgia in winter
Tangzhouhe
The wilderness began to be strict and the sky was clear and cloudless.
Trees are cold and birds are rare, and monks are rare in the mountains.
Collect the snow on the back window of the sun and open the furnace to release the inkstone ice.
I suddenly returned to my old country and wanted to live in Xiling.
Yunmeng Ancient Town in Wang Qiu
Tang rongyu
The ruins of the old country are there, so I want to travel to the old place when I board the ship.
Once people change, thousands of years of water will flow in vain.
Dream Zhu Hongsheng night, Jingmen tree color autumn.
When the clouds don't disperse, I look at my homesickness.
Work at night
Don
The cold light in the hotel stayed alone and didn't sleep, and the guest turned sad.
Tonight, my hometown is full of thoughts, and the Ming Dynasty is worried for another year.
Gu Xiang xing Hua
Donskontu
Send flowers and wine to celebrate the new opening, with flowers on the left and cups on the right.
Ask a cuttlefish and a glass of wine. How can an old friend be different?
Homesickness outside the river
Tangweizhuang
I am always outside. Every spring, I am alone in the country, sitting under a tree and drinking. The trees on the tree should also know my homesickness.
Seeing the setting sun on the river bank, it seems that my heart has been torn into pieces of willow leaves.
Look into the distance
Don
There are many mangrove temples on a mountain with sad winter scenery.
Zhong Xuan is full of homesick tears, and Zhang Shuidong flows like jade waves.
He Sanxiang's poems
Tanggaoqu
North and South Qian Shan, Wanshan, Che Xuan who don't want home.
Being alone will make you sad, for fear of hurting peaches and plums.
homesickness
Don
Mount Emei is like oil in water, but the heart is not tied to a boat.
When the sails leave Gimpo, the songs will flow in unison.
1. I often go, Yangliu is Yiyi; Today, I think it's raining heavily-The Book of Songs. Xiaoya. Pick Wei.
2. Elegy can be wept, but it can be returned to China far away-Elegy, a folk song of Han Yuefu
3. Humayu follows the north wind and crosses the south branch of the Bird's Nest —— Nineteen Ancient Poems by Han.
4. However, an inch of grass, enjoying three rays of spring, how much love is there-Jiao's "Wanderer"
5. Now, approaching my village and meeting people, I dare not ask a question-Du Da Yu Ling by Tang Song Wenzhi.
You people from my old country, tell me what happened there! When you passed my window, was the plum blossom Han Mei's flower? -Three miscellaneous poems by Wei.
7. The foot of my bed is shining so brightly. Is it frosty already? Looking up, I found that it was moonlight, which sank again, and suddenly I remembered my hometown-Tang Li Bai's Thoughts on a Quiet Night.
8. Where is your hometown? Only when you are drunk-Song Liqingzhao's Bodhisattva Man
9. I miss my relatives more during the festive season-Wei's "Mountain Residence Sacrifices the Silu Brothers".
10. I don't know who will fall tonight-Wang Tangjian's "Looking at the bright moon for Du Langzhong on fifteen nights"
1 1. Everyone gradually feels strange in the local accent, but they hate the sound of warblers like old mountains-five books by Tang Sikong.
12. Looking at the lake in front of the door, the spring breeze does not change the old waves-Two Couples in Hometown by Tang He Zhang Zhi
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14. He knows that the dew will be frost tonight, and how bright the moonlight is at home! -Tang Du Fu's Remembering Brothers on a Moonlit Night.
15. Don't be sad, be sad, be sad, and be separated —— Nine Songs Less Life by Chu and Qu Yuan in the Warring States Period
16. The day of parting is far away, but the day of wearing clothes is slow-nineteen ancient poems in Han Dynasty. Travel again.
17. Think before you go to the wild goose-Sui's "Every day someone misses home"
homesickness
Yu Guangzhong
Childhood homesickness is a small stamp.
I'm here and my mother is there.
Homesickness is a narrow ticket when you grow up.
I'm here and the bride is there.
Later, homesickness was a low grave.
I'm outside, mom. Ah, inside.
Homesickness is now a shallow strait.
I am on this continent, on that side.
The origin, author's original text and explanation of an ancient poem Bing Xin in Yuhu
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Author: Detailed text Source: Detailed text hits: 1880 Update time: 2006-5- 13 Font: small and large.
Bing Xin: a metaphor for the purity of the soul. Jade pot: Ice in the jade pot further symbolizes people's honesty and integrity.
—— Excerpted from Wang Changling's "Lotus Inn and Xin Jian's Separation"
The original text is as follows:
Misty rain enveloped Wu's day overnight; Send you in the morning, lonely and sad in Chushan!
Friends, if Luoyang friends ask me to come; Just say that I still bing Xin Okho, adhere to faith!
The poet means that when relatives and friends ask, they all say that my heart is still pure and flawless, as crystal clear as ice and as bright as jade. The poem uses clever metaphors to describe a pure and perfect character, showing high language skills and leaving an unforgettable impression.
Maybe I'm not the only one who likes this poem. Many people who have seen and explained it in detail will like it, because the poet's quality is noble and firm. That ice heart, like a ray of sunshine in winter, warmly inspired many honest and kind people. As we all know, Ms. Xie Wanying made her life with Bing Xin as her pen name.
Since then, I have been paranoid that "Bing Xin" should be put in a pure container like a jade pot, which is the most perfect. It seems that only in this way can the so-called Bing Xin become Bing Xin and the jade pot become a jade pot.
The word "Bing Xin" is a free translation of the sentence "as straight as silk rope and as clear as jade pot ice" in Bao Zhao's Poems on Whitehead.
Still don't understand.
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As early as the Six Dynasties and the Song Dynasty, Bao Zhao, a poet, used "as clear as a jade pot of ice" ("Poem on a White Head") to describe the noble and innocent character. Since Yao Chong, the prime minister of Kaiyuan, wrote Curse of Curse, poets in the prosperous Tang Dynasty, such as Wang Wei, Cui Hao and Li Bai, encouraged themselves by curling, praising the aboveboard curling. The message that Wang Changling gradually brought to relatives and friends in Luoyang was not the usual peaceful bamboo newspaper, but conveyed his belief that he was still honest and clean, which was of great significance. According to Biography of Talented Talents in Tang Dynasty and Biography of He Shen, Wang Changling was exiled to Lingnan for the first time in the 27th year of Kaiyuan because of his informality. After returning from Lingnan, he was appointed as Jiangning Cheng, and a few years later he was demoted to Long Biao, showing that he was in a bad environment destroyed by oral sex. Here, the poet refers to himself as a crystal clear ice heart jade pot, which is based on the real understanding and mutual trust between him and his relatives and friends in Luoyang. This is by no means a confession of whitewashing slander, but a self-esteem that despises slander. Therefore, the poet holds a bright and clean ice heart from the flawless empty jade pot to comfort his friends, which can express his deep affection for Luoyang relatives and friends better than any words of acacia.