Fuzhou left a cup in the first month, which has already been seen.

Wu Chunhan's flowers are getting late, and the north is picking incense all the way.

Interpretation: When Lu You returned to Dongyang from Fuzhou. Lu You took the sea route from Fuzhou to Lin 'an this time, landed in Wenzhou, and then went north through Cangcang and Dongyang. I enjoyed my trip back to the north.

Yu Youren's "Chicken Song"

Fuzhou crow, Keelung can hear;

Iraqis on the other side, why not;

Haiyue withstood the storm,

I want to make peace with my son.

Covering thousands of weights,

A leaf fishing boat rushes to smoke waves.

Interpretation: After the baptism of the wind and the moon, there is still a bright moon hanging high on the sea. You sang on the other side of the Strait. I heard it here in Taiwan Province Province, so I should sing with you. The song of the cock crow expresses the sorrow that the old relatives can't get together because the cock crow on both sides of the strait hears each other.

Chen Duxiu's Six Poems of Death.

He Lang's weak crown is called the brave, and Zhang Zi had a name that year.

The bones once belonged to the Bohai Sea, and the article has been moved to Britain and Beijing.

Interpretation: The voices of chickens and dogs on both sides of the Taiwan Strait are endless, but relatives can't meet each other. The shallow strait is full of endless tears and homesickness of relatives. I wish I could drive a small boat, break through the vast smoke waves and return to my hometown in the mainland.

He's Homecoming Book

I have been away from my hometown for many years, and I have been half-dead recently.

Only in front of Jinghu Lake, the spring breeze does not change the waves of the past.

Interpretation: After the poet got home, he learned about the changes in personnel in his hometown through conversations with relatives and friends. While sighing for a long time, he can't help sighing about the impermanence of personnel.

Li Bai's Smelling the Flute in Los Angeles on a Spring Night

The sound of Yudi's flight was dark, and the spring breeze filled Los Angeles.

In this nocturne, everyone can't remember the national conditions.

Interpretation: Whose house is the melodious flute coming from? As the spring breeze flutters, it spreads all over Luoyang. Just tonight, who won't miss home when I hear the sad "Broken Willow"?