思乡的英语作文范文 出门在外的人总会思念家乡，毕竟那里是我们成长的地方。下面是为您带来的是思乡的英语相关内容，希望对您有所帮助。 The window is the rain tonight; wind again knocking at my window, homesick heart is like a grain of soaked seeds, no reason to swell up. The dream that has been wandering for many days has blurred into the winding lane in the village. Who is that, in the night in the flute and played the homesick song, sad day filled with my heart the wasteland; who is in the interpretation of the song every night Homesick Poems, sad tone with boundless quiet nostalgia drops. Once considered himself in this strange city austomed to eight five days, in the water like bad days, the hometown of the mountains and rivers, have been drifting away. Suddenly look back, only to find that the dust wrapped in the heart of the aroma, only to understand that he is a flying kite, no matter where you are, the body where the heart of the rope, always tied in front of the home of the Indus trees. A rain over all my memories and nostalgia like garden leek; long cut; cut off and long. Everything in my hometown flashes in my memory. In my solitude of heart my mind swims like a fish. Once indulged in the life of frustration, but in the mountains of water, the simple people, the hometown of immutable attitude, in Poetry Interpretation faded into a song without words, a blank verse, and my soul free out, through the numerous hills and streams, return to hometown, and honest folks together to taste the pure rice wine. When the air and could not see the wild geese flying south, when the plane tree leaves yellow and green, I would not change nostalgia but so playing on the swing, as the hometown of Qingyuan sound, whereas never; as well as Li “ from hate as grass, further more line still living & rdquo;. 窗外是绵绵的细雨；今夜风声又敲打着我的窗棂，思乡的心犹如一粒浸透了的种子，无端地膨胀起来。漂泊了许多日子的梦就模糊地爬上了村中那条弯弯的小路。 那是谁，在月夜里用笛声吹奏着那支思乡的歌，忧伤的曲调不经意塞满了我心中的荒原；是谁在夜夜释读那首思乡的古诗，忧伤的平仄滴动着无垠恬静的乡愁。曾一度认为自己在这陌生城市过惯了朝八晚五的日子，在流水般失意的日子里，故土的山山水水，已渐行渐远。蓦然回首，才发现那尘封于心底地芳香，才明白，自己是一只放飞的风筝，无论身置何方，身在何处的心灵之绳永远栓在故土门前的梧桐树上。 一场霁雨打湿了我所有的记忆，乡愁尤如满园的韭菜；长了割；割了又长。故土的一切都在我的记忆中闪烁。在我孤寂的心灵中思绪如鱼在畅游。一度沉湎于生活的失意，然而那山那水，那纯朴的人家，故土的恒古不变的姿态，在中演译着淡化成一首无字的歌，一篇无韵的诗章，而我的灵魂早已游离出去，透过千山万水，回归了故里，正和憨厚的乡亲们一起品尝那纯纯的米酒。 当空中再也望不到南飞的雁群，当梧桐树上的叶子黄了又青，我那不变的乡愁却又如此悠荡荡地演奏着，一如故土那清远的笛声，缕缕不绝；亦如李后主的“离恨恰如青草，更行更远还生”。 本文来源：https://www.wddqw.com/doc/c080c39def3a87c24028915f804d2b160b4e86f7.html