關於愛家鄉的英語小詩

　　我愛自己的祖國，也愛自己的家鄉。家鄉的一草一木都使我感到親切。小編整理了，歡迎閱讀!

　　篇一

　　Homesickness always light

　　Inadvertently soft

　　On my breathing

　　The thoughts have been on the road in April

　　Overlook the front of the blue sky of spring flowers

　　Only if you want to swallow the general regression

　　Close your eyes to imagine the streets for some familiar

　　Rivers and their loved ones home

　　Which I described in a

　　The pen is my hometown

　　Home still wearing the cloak of the sea breeze

　　If there is no such thing on the road in the rape

　　The original home have grown up

　　Under the blue sky can make a living away from

　　Care of his hands like a meditation

　　outside the home

　　Weak outside of the mother is still around

　　Nagging home and neighbors, as well as their children's thoughts

　　鄉思總是很輕

　　輕輕的不經意間

　　就碰破了我的呼吸

　　這個四月思緒一直在路上

　　忽略了眼前的春花藍天

　　只是如燕子一般想要回歸

　　閉上眼睛想像一段熟悉的街道

　　河流故鄉和親人

　　哪一樁在我的筆下

　　而鄉情是我的筆

　　故鄉依舊穿著海風的外衣

　　如無其事的走在油菜花的路上

　　原來的故鄉已經長大

　　可以在藍天下闖蕩

　　雙手托出沉思的樣子

　　思戀在外的遊子

　　羸弱的母親還在門外張望

　　與鄰居嘮叨家常以及對孩子的思念

　　篇二

　　Green Green Grass of Home

　　The old home town looks the same

　　As I step down from the train

　　And there to meet me is my Mama and PaPa

　　Down the road I look and there runs Mary

　　Hair of gold and lips like cherries

　　It's good to touch the green green,grass of home

　　Yes,they'll all come to meet me arms reaching sweeting

　　It's good to touch the green green,grass fo home

　　The old house is still standing

　　though the paint is cricket and dry

　　And there's that old oak tree that I used to play on

　　Down the lane I walk with Mary

　　Hair of gold and lips like cheries

　　It's good to touch the green green,grass of home

　　Then I awake and look around me

　　At four gray walls that surround me

　　And I realize yes I was only dreaming

　　There's a guard,and there's a sad old padre

　　Arm and arm we'll walk at day break

　　Again I'll touch the green green,grass of home

　　Yes,they'll all come to see me

　　in the shade of that old oak tree

　　As they lay me neath

　　我走下火車

　　古老的故鄉依然如昨

　　父母在向我招手

　　路的一端我看見

　　瑪麗在向我飛奔

　　縷縷金髮和櫻桃似的紅脣

　　撫摸故鄉的青青綠草

　　這感覺真好

　　那古老的屋子還在

　　只是油漆已經斑駁

　　那株老橡樹還在

　　我曾在上面玩耍

　　和親愛的瑪麗一同

　　走在那條小巷

　　撫摸故鄉的青青綠草

　　這感覺真好

　　當我醒來,環顧四周

　　只見四堵灰色的牆

　　我才知道那是夢

　　我看到哨兵,天色微明

　　我們手拉手走著

　　我會再次撫摸

　　故鄉的青青綠草

　　在那株老橡樹的濃蔭下

　　它們都出來看我

　　躺在我的身下

　　故鄉的青青綠草

　　故鄉的青青綠草

　　篇三

　　My Home Town

　　My home town

　　The place where I was born,

　　where I learned of love

　　And was taught of truth

　　And where my thoughts were formed

　　In my home town.

　　My home town

　　How highly you do you rate

　　Where united we stand

　　And divided we fall

　　When our nation calls,

　　In my home state

　　My great state.

　　My homeland

　　Majestically do you stand

　　With your mountains so near

　　And your people so dear

　　Ready to listen and hear

　　In our homeland

　　Our grand land.

　　My homeland

　　Kentucky at its grace

　　The land I have known

　　Where my thoughts have grown,

　　In my bluegrass home

　　My own sweet home

　　Our own Kentucky home.

　　Randy L.McClave