Still pity the homeland water, thousands of miles to see the boat off.
Dew is white tonight, the moon is home.
Where to reach the township books, return to the Yan Luoyang side.
Tonight, the moon and the bright people look out, wondering whose home autumn falls.
In this evening\'s twists and turns willow, who can\'t get away from home?
Beauty is not beautiful, home water; relatives, home people.
When the sun sets in the west, the broken-hearted man is at the end of the earth.
Only the front mirror lake water, the spring wind does not change the old waves.
Thoughts of home tonight, frost temple Ming Dynasty another year.
The beacon fire lasts for three months, and the family book is worth ten thousand dollars.
Raising my head, I see the moon so bright; withdrawing my eyes, my nostalgia comes around.
The garrison looked at the side and thought about the bitter face.
Water is good for home, people are relatives of home.
Spring breeze and the South Bank of the Green River, when will the moon shine on me?
Where is the home at dusk? It\'s sad on the Yanbo River.
When the young leave home and the old return home, the local accent does not change the temples.
Looking at the bright moon and weeping, I felt the same in my hometown all night.
It is known that the Spring Road is near, but it is difficult to stay away from home.
Qingchuan calendar Hanyang tree, Fangcao Parrot Island.
Because of Duling Dream, Fuyan Man returned to Tang.