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The first poem about homesickness in history
Yesterday, I left, and the willows were reluctant; Today, I think it's raining heavily-The Book of Songs. Xiaoya. Pick Wei.

Pea seedlings have been picked again, and wild peas have just emerged from the ground.

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.

Worried and guilty, I can't do it.

Bilviho, the flower of the paddock.

Horus, gentleman car.

The troop ship started, and four horses were tall and big.

How dare you settle down? 1 3rd of the month.

Riding four horses, four horses are tall and strong.

The generals sat in the car and the soldiers were under its protection.

Four horses were trained, with bows and shark sacs decorated with Gu Xiang.

If you don't quit that day, you will be trapped.

Recalling the original exploration, the wind in Yang Liuyi was blowing in the wind; Now back on the road, snowflakes are flying everywhere.

The road is muddy and difficult to walk, and people are thirsty and hungry.

The road is muddy, hungry and thirsty.

I am sad in my heart, I don't know that I am sad.