月夜忆舍弟
                                                                                                            杜甫
                                                                                            戍鼓断人行，边秋一雁声。
                                                                                            露从今夜白，月是故乡明。
                                                                                            有弟皆分散，无家问死生。
                                                                                            寄书长不达，况乃未休兵。