Recently, I heard a passage like this:
The national flags raised all over the streets and the mooncakes that flutter in the streets,
Guotai Min'an and family reunion,
It's just right.
There was a collision between the country and the family.
This year's Mid-Autumn Festival is special,
Two festivals celebrate 7 days to 8 days, extended holidays,
To a lot of small partners who struggle and work hard in different places,
A time to go home.
People who are far away,
Struggle and struggle alone in a foreign land,
will desperately take root in unfamiliar land,
Will draw a variety of nutrients in society and life,
Try to give birth to a strong and brave heart.
That's the kind of people who are fighting for their dreams,
He has become a "wanderer" who is constantly worried about his parents' hearts.
A sentence "Those who can't go are called far away, and those who can't go back are hometowns."
It has made countless people sigh and mourn.
True, the Mid-Autumn Festival is full moon.
In people's consciousness, the Mid-Autumn Festival represents reunion,
Always feel the moon of August 15th
The moon is fuller and rounder than other months,
On this night,
People look up at the sky like a jade plate of Lang Lang Bright Moon,
It is also in this distant look, evoking a strong feeling of longing.
"Dew from tonight white, the moon is hometown Ming."
The poems of the Tang Dynasty poet Du Fu are the best portrayal of homesickness.
Since ancient times, there have been many poems about the Mid-Autumn Festival.
"People have sorrows and joys, and the moon has clouds and sunshine, and this matter is difficult to complete."
May people be long-lasting, and thousands of miles will be cherished together. ”
Su Shi, a famous lyricist of the Northern Song Dynasty, wrote this famous poem for thousands of years,
For thousands of years, the praises have not faded,
It also carries the good wishes of a full family reunion.
The Tang Dynasty poet Zhang Jiuling said in "Looking at the Moon and Huaiyuan":
The sea is born with a bright moon, and the end of the world is at this time.
The lover complained about the night, and even thought of each other at night.
The bright moon that rises from the sea,
Although not in the same location,
But we all spent the night at the same time.
There are so many moments in the world, but to share with you is happiness.
Although we have not been able to get together, I will give you a full hand of moonlight in my dream.
The Song Dynasty poet Xin abandoned the disease
In "A Cut of Plum Mid-Autumn Festival Without Moon", it is said:
Remembering the Mid-Autumn Festival,
Flowers in cups, months in cups.
Tonight upstairs a statue of the same,
Cloud wet screens, rain wet screens.
Want to ride the wind to ask the chemical industry,
Roads are hard to get through, and letters are hard to get through.
The whole hall is full of candles and reds,
Cup and calm, song and calm.
Not every Mid-Autumn Festival will make people see the full moon,
But even without the round of jade disk we expected,
But there are songs and wine in life, there are relatives and friends,
That's enough.
From ancient times to the present,
The Mid-Autumn Festival represents a happy family and a family reunion.
But in the hearts of the students,
The Mid-Autumn Festival is still a dream in the eyes of teenagers.
In the article "Teenager, Go Far Away", it is said:
The moonlight is still the moonlight of the youth, and the color of Kyushu is still the frost of Li Bai.
Li Bai's wine is not drunk in a thousand cups, and the bright moon in the cup is clear every round.
Can see the hometown in the poem,
I can also find the poem in my hometown.
The moon is the tangyuan in the pot, the frost on the ground;
It is the opposite of the pot, it is half a shengtang.
At the end of the lights is the light sleepwalking that fermented after the first sight,
Take the gentleman together, through the streets and alleys,
Embrace the familiar wind, the warmth of happiness.
Just finished the college entrance examination, take the first step out of the dream of them,
In the face of the Mid-Autumn Festival, the first festival after leaving home,
There is missing, there is warmth,
At the same time, there is also the footsteps of pursuing dreams that cannot be put down.
At this moment,
No matter where we are, whether we are reunited with our families or not,
We all hope that our future is as round as the moon,
We expect love to be as sweet as a mooncake.
The moonlight is bright, the mooncake is sweet,
Laurel fragrant, round moon.
On this Mid-Autumn Festival and the same day as the National Day,
Bless all the people of the world:
Dreams are like a full moon, and the days are sweeter than mooncakes!
Happy Holidays to all!