Homesickness, in reality, is homesickness, homesickness for family members, that is, homesickness for loved ones, seeing things and thinking about people. The poem of homesickness mainly writes about the desolate and lonely state of mind of the wanderer who lives in another country and his thoughts about his hometown and relatives. Here we read a selection of modern poems expressing homesickness. Welcome to read!
1, "Homesickness"
The remnants of the clouds a few lonely winds proud,
Raise a cup to inquire about the moon, so where to return.
It's been a few years since I left my hometown,
I don't know what to do with my life.
I don't want to see the different flavors of the world,
but I want to see my hometown as a new place to live.
2. Homesickness
Yu Guangzhong
When I was a child
Homesickness is a small stamp
I'm at the end of the line
My mother's at the other end
When I grew up
Homesickness is a narrow boat ticket
I'm at this end
My bride is at that end
Later
Nostalgia is a short grave
I'm at the outer end
My mother is at the inner end
And now
Nostalgia is a shallow strait
I'm at this end
The continent is at the other
I'm at this end
The mainland is at the other end
And now
I'm at this end
The mother is at the other end
I'm at the other end
3. Homesickness
Ximurong
The song of my hometown is a faraway flute
It always sounds at night when there is a moon
The face of my hometown is a blurred disappointment
It's as though waving my hand away in the mist
After leaving, I'm not sure what to say, but I'm sure that I can say it's a good idea.
Nostalgia is a tree with no annual rings
It never grows old
4 The Thoughts of a Wanderer Thinking of the Mountains in My Hometown The mountains in my hometown are so green Thinking of the water in my hometown The water in my hometown is so green and so green. The water in my hometown is so green I miss the clouds in my hometown The clouds in my hometown are so light I miss the people in my hometown The people in my hometown are so close to me I miss the wanderer Day by day, day by day I wish I can live long with the mountains, the water and the clouds I wish I can live long with the mountains, the water and the clouds. One day we will be reunited 5. Homesickness When the bell rings at dawn it wakes up a sleeping dream Dreams? Maybe it's a dream of homesickness The spring breeze and the autumn breeze Sending away yesterday's parting The rhythmic beauty of the melody What my heart can't let go of is the hometown The rain and the wind turn into tiny drops of water Following in the footsteps of the wind Rooted in the love of the tangled feelings Brushing against the willow branches, I call it "The Hole in the Willow" The wind and the wind are the only things that can make you feel like a man. I'm not sure how I feel about it, but I'm sure it's a good thing that it's not. Shuttling between the stars and the moon In my heart, I'm always homesick for my hometown. 6. Homesickness The afterglow of the evening sun Sprinkled on the countryside Into the countryside White smoke The river in my heart will always flow Singing songs I'm not sure if I'll be able to find the right place for me to live, but I'd like to know if I can. I know this path like my own eyes On both sides of the road Shadows of trees The scent of wildflowers Listening to the bridge and the water Watching the ducks leave the river The green willows are in the rows And the flowers are in bloom And the water reflects my dreams of a long time gone. I am returning home holding a bottle full of thoughts for fear of breaking it On the road to my hometown there are still shadows of me that are getting longer and longer 7. Sick of My Hometown It's a poem from your childhood, and I'm not sure if you've heard it. It's your childhood dream Now You live in a heated house You've forgotten your childhood friends The hustle and bustle of the city Crowded buildings You're beginning to think of your hometown With fondness and nostalgia It's really a call to go back to your hometown Face to face with the yellow earth and the sun You'll never want to go back to your hometown You'll never know what to do with your hometown. You don't want to Let's stop enjoying the poem Really. Do something for your hometown 8. "Homesick for my hometown" The cuckoo's call is far away and close at times Comes from the depths of a dream And carries the fragrance of the soil of my hometown A seed of homesickness Always Unexpectedly Breaking out of the ground Breeding a full greenness in the desolate heartland Memory Flowing through countless brightly colored petals The curling smoke of the cooking stove Is the wind sign of the countryside children coming home Is the deep call of my mother To the countryside children, I have to go home. The deep call of a mother A graceful river Rippling with the first dreams of a young girl Winding paths Hoping for the dreams of a young girl Childhood's dandelions Wandering with the wind In the land of laughs and tears Cities Have hidden away All the greenery Hometown Through the corridor of memory It has been framed as an autumn leaf With my passionate feelings I dry it into A most precious bookmark! 9. Homesickness Loneliness Darkness of the night Leaving me in the city The bright streets The stars and the moon Why won't you let me see your face You know Who is the one who is the most important person in the world? Who is playing my thoughts Disturbing my lingering thoughts 10, Walking on the Strings of Homesickness A bright moon Hanging in the dim sky Like a string Connecting my nerves My nerves Manipulate my pulse Let my beating pulse Ring out the song of homesickness The rainy season in Jiangnan Imitates the posture of last year's arrival On a lonely night Whispering in a low voice It's like putting a sharp knife in a wanderer's heart Stick a sharp knife in the heart of the wanderer And then, I'll be able to see it in my heart. When the blade cuts through the veins the blood doesn't flow down the red blood can only flow in the land of his homeland the swallows flying in the sky are from his homeland a mournful cry wants to awaken the soul of the wanderer the soul of the wanderer who is homesick for his homeland the soul of the wanderer who is homesick for his homeland the soul of the wanderer who is homesick for his homeland the soul of the wanderer who is homesick for his homeland the soul of the wanderer who is homesick for his home I want to fly back to the fieldhouse Childhood companion Can we meet again What an innocent face Is it still in love What a bright smile Is it still lingering The last line of the song is "Come and play with me." Ten years have passed since then That pure smile. I want to play with it again I wish with all my heart I wish it would stay there forever I wish it would be the same as it was before 12, Homesickness It's a dream you had when you were a child And now You're living in a home that you've never seen. p> You live in a heated house You've forgotten your childhood friends The bustling city Crowded buildings You're starting to think about your hometown You really want to go back to your hometown Facing the yellow earth and the sun You definitely don't want to Let's stop enjoying the poem. Really do something for your hometown 13, "Homesickness" The afterglow of the evening sun Sheds its light on the countryside Into the countryside The white smoke of the cooking fires The river in my heart flows forever Singing a song I'll go on my way to the countryside The river in my heart I'll go on my way to the countryside The river in my heart The river in my heart I know this path like my own eyes On both sides of the road The trees are in shadow The wildflowers are fragrant Listen to the bridge and the water Watch the ducks leave the river The green willows are in rows And the flowers are in bloom The water reflects my faraway dreams. I am returning to my hometown Holding a bottle full of thoughts in my hand Fearing it will break On the road to my hometown There are still my shadows Growing longer and longer 14: Farewell to My Hometown I am thankful For what I have done. I'm thankful to meet in the quiet autumn with the closest closest warmth to send me happiness I'm quietly quietly to leave in the autumn rain with the most entangled most entangled clouds of smoke to send the closest homeland far away with the most entangled clouds of smoke to send the closest home to send the closest homeland to send the closest home to send the closest home I gently gently say goodbye in the shadow of my back with the hardest hardest eyes to keep away the tears of parting I hurriedly hastily to the southward-flying geese with the fastest With the fastest speed I searched all over the fragrant fields of my soul I wept Weepingly I started to write in the autumn rain With the most brilliant colors I drew a beautiful picture of the sadness of my departure and my longing for you 15. To My Loved Ones in My Hometown" You are in my hometown anxiously looking forward to it I was in a hurry hobbling all the way there just for that unforgettable embrace and happiness overflowed into the time The sunshine in my hometown carries the warmth and the fragrance of the grain is also fragrant with the fragrance of the grain. The fragrance of the grain dyed my clothes Choked my throat Wet my heart The wind blew Bringing warmth and good fortune The moon in my hometown Hooked me up I want to get up And close the autumn costume The maple leaves are red, and the ginkgoes are yellow The poem that I haven't sent yet is the one that I'm going to send to you. I want to remember These familiar faces My heart is so close Tears come in such a hurry I can't stop them from flowing I'm holding you all in my arms and I don't want to let go I'm going to let you live in my poetry forever I'm going to hold you in my arms and I don't want to let go I'm going to let you live in my poetry forever I'm going to hold you all in my arms and I don't want to let go. I want you to live in my poetry To accompany me as I sing my way to the sun 16, "Homesickness" A touch of evening sunlight Brings away the sunshine of the day A cup of rich wine But it can't take away the slightest bit of sadness A pool of poplar flowers and green lotus water A handful of Qinhuai Huai A handful of sandy moonlight A handful of thin hands making green clouds Laughing and sighing Memories of the moonlight in the Qin and Han Dynasties I've been in the land of Bashu and Sichuan I've been sad and regretful every day I'm struggling to make it through the hard times It's not easy to follow the customs of the country I regret that I can't help the people in the country I've been sleepy, but the cold moon is as frosty as the frost The heart is hard. It's hard to find a home for your heart 17: "Homesickness on a Moonlit Night" Tonight, I'll drink a pot of moonlight I'll miss the sound of the frogs and the drums I'll be heading in the direction of my hometown The winds from the north are melancholy The winds and dust along the way are so dusty It's like the light of the silvery clear light. The hardships of the world are all burning in my chest A cup of long-gathered sorrow Drinking the moon in the sky I can't see the scenery around me My tearful eyes are like frost The sycamore trees are green but still yellow Mottled on the aged pond The cicadas on the trees are no longer there I can't say anything to my friends and family I don't know if I can see them. I can't sing to my hometown 18, "The Night of Homesickness" The wind is blowing and the wind is coming in the tent, The dream is half dead. The night rain is knocking on the window, The gardenia flowers are falling on the pond. The moon is unfeeling, but I want to break my heart. The road to the countryside is so long, that it is a long way to go, and there are two lines of tears in the dragon's bell. 9. "Homesickness" The afterglow of the evening sun Spreading on the countryside Into the countryside White smoke The river in my heart flows forever Singing a song Embarking on the long journey of dreaming Like my own eyes On both sides of the road The trees are in shadow The wildflowers are fragrant Listening to the bridge and the flowing water Watching the ducks leaving the river The green willows are in rows The flowers are in bloom The flowing river is a reflection of the dream that has gone away I am returning to my home With my hands in full bloom, I am holding the river in my heart. Holding a bottle full of thoughts in my hand For fear of breaking On the road to my hometown There are still my shadows Longer and longer 20: "Homesickness at Dusk" Alone along the window Through the heavy iron windows The city My nose is filled with the spicy smell of my hometown I can't stop sneezing But I don't see any smoke coming out I think it's just a spicy confidant If you're really a hometown friend Why don't you make a little wood fire So that you can get some comfort The yellowing of the hills and the forested land are now saddened by the exhaustion of autumn. The leaves are spinning and dancing alone, and they are standing alone and showing their faces. The fallen leaves are dancing all the way to their roots, and the ten thousand miles of travelers are thinking of their homeland. 22, Homesickness The crescent moon is curving, and I'm thinking of my hometown Greetings to my parents from afar My son, who is looking at his hometown Tears are streaming down his face once again As the night progresses, the starry night sky of the city is still so beautiful As the night progresses, the starry night sky of the city is still so beautiful The stars of the city are still so beautiful. The sky in my hometown A trail of footsteps Familiar footsteps Waking up one step at a time How many years have passed since then, and what remains the same are your warm words My son! Take good care of your health My son, don't worry about us! Don't miss us My son! You have to work hard I couldn't sleep in my head The next day I set off on my journey I couldn't count the number of days and nights That night, that night I really did come back Mom and Dad By this time the bells of the New Year had already struck I was so happy to see you, my mom and my dad. 23, "Looking at the Moon and Thinking of Home" The Mid-Autumn Festival has come and gone, where are the people, Looking at the moon and being dumb, the tears come down again. Standing outside my hometown, My mood is good and bad, People are waiting for me in a faraway place, Flowers are losing, Dust is all over the place. I think of my mother's love, some of the feelings. I just want to say! Tonight's bright moon, is not bright, not white. 24, "Homesickness" Moonlight is bright Standing in front of the window and gazing quietly Homesickness is always too long Years and years of relentlessness The people are also affectionate No matter what the end of the world is No matter what the wind, rain or snow The people are not the only ones who have been in the same situation as the others. p> The moon is full and the moon is short all by myself Sometimes I go back to my hometown I always think of the good memories The grass by the roadside The stream in the forest The wildflowers in the mountains Everywhere is familiar to me Kissed and warmed The moon is full and the moon is short all by myself The moon is full and the moon is short all by itself The moon is full and the moon is short all by itself Warms me up In the fields There are footprints of my labor Around the orchards There are my songs flying Thoughts are wandering in the clouds My mind is in the wind ...... Homesickness is always with me on the road of life I am always in the wind. It's always been a long, long road in my life ...... Memories of every day The beauty of my hometown will always be cherished in my heart
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I'm not sure if I can do this, but I think I can do this.