Poems about parent-child travel in ancient poems (5 ancient poems about tourism)

1.5 Ancient Poems on Tourism Travel to Meng Jiao

The water in Chu is thin and icy, while the clouds in Chu are slightly rainy. Wild plums have uneven hair, and the travel list is free and easy.

Spring outing Song Sun Changshi

Peach blossoms in the garden will shine in the morning, and my concubines will move in Chun Qing.

Inoue's new peach steals a face, and the eaves are tender and light.

Look at the butterflies in the flowers and listen to the warblers in the trees.

There is no need to ask questions from far under the forest.

Xiang he ge ci midnight Haruka William Wang

Spring is full, and you can't forget the spring outing.

The fallen flowers blow away, and the weeping willows are still long.

The mulberry girl in Huainan District, Saibeizhuang, Jin 'an.

Walking, hanging hands, the sun is setting, and I can't see anything except Chuanyang.

Spring tour to Wang Bo

The guest thinks endlessly, and the tears in spring multiply.

Today, under the flower tree, I don't feel in love with youth.

In the early spring of Fenghe, Princess Taiping was lucky enough to be in charge of Li Qiao in Nanzhuang (February 11th, Jinglong three years).

The main mountain is connected with clouds, and the son of heaven comes in spring.

Feathers ride out on jagged flowers, and neon lights sway back and forth in the sky.

Stone slippers are also tuned, peaking into the glass.

Luan twips have resigned from Wu Quezhu, and the sound of Xiao still goes around Phoenix Terrace.

And Wei's poems (poems written by Lu Cheng in Jinling), Du.

Only the wanderer can feel the beauty shock that has never been seen before.

White clouds and red clouds dawn from the sea, and plums and rivers are in the wild in spring.

I saw an oriole flying in the warm air, and a green water plant was reflected by the sun.

Suddenly, an old song filled my heart and my eyes filled with tears.

Feng Yuan Chunyou Yingchun Shen Quanqi

The eastern suburbs temporarily turned to Spring Festival couplets, celebrating the beginning of the cup flying garden.

The wind shoots thousands of pieces of dumpling ice, and the gas rushes to open the fish key.

Looking for grass in the forest gives birth to wisdom, and competing for flowers in the temple is not plum.

Song blew the topic and returned to the road late, and lived in Fengcheng.

A spring outing is worth the rain in Zhang Xu.

In order to find the porch threshold and remove the statue, the clouds on the river ache faintly at night.

The east wind blew away the rain, and the Ming Dynasty stayed in Huayuan.

Spring Amusement Li Duan

You Tongsu plays the bomb and advocates the female Park Kui-fan.

When the first day was reflected in the city, Acacia suddenly met.

Dress in grass, trim your temples and return to flowers.

Don't return at dusk, pity this Fangdian.

Spring Amusement Li Duan

The bullet is connected with the money horse, and the silver hook falls properly.

Pick mulberry spring and walk in the sunset.

The agreed words are revealed first, but the heart is sincere and the appearance is idle.

If the Ming dynasty remembers each other, the clouds and rain will come out of Wushan.

Early Spring Tour of Sikong Tree in Ci 'en Nanchi

The mountain temple is near the pool, and the spring sorrow is far away.

Every crane builds a bridge, and finding bamboo is worth crossing the spring.

The new willow is still short, and the light apple leaves have not yet formed.

Still like a tiger, the monk walks in the sunset.

Chang 'an Spring Tour Wang Jian

Riding beside the leisure square, the new clothes smell of rain.

Peach blossoms are drunk and willow clouds are crazy.

I'm not worried about spring, but I'll never get longer.

When peonies are in full bloom, the city needs to be busy again.

Chang 'an Spring Tour to Juyuan Yang

Fengcheng newspaper spring Qujiang head, guest wins annual tour.

The sun is like fire, the sea of clouds is boundless, the sky is clear, Wan Li, and filar silk enters tall buildings.

The green onion trees are divided into fairy pavilions, and the flowers are fragrant.

In Guibi Zhumen's new house, the Han family asked Yan Hou.

Three Hu Ling Chu songs for a spring outing.

In the morning, you can swim near the garden and watch the Spring Pavilion.

Fang Shu Luo Xianzheng, Qingshan Xiucuiping.

The wind blew all night and ten thousand new flowers were born.

Before the wind, the jade tube is tuned, and the flowers are clustered with gold.

When the spring breeze rises, the snow in Penglai disappears.

The phase will fold the willow and fight for the long strip.

Zhang from the Ministry of Water Resources went to Qujiang for a spring outing and sent a message to 22-year-old scheerer Han Yu.

The desert is light with clouds, open at night, and the blue sky reflects the balcony.

Qujiang is full of flowers and trees, so he refuses to come when he is busy.

Two spring outing songs: Wang Ya

Thousands of apricot trees on the riverside, opening a new night wind.

Full of shade, shining in the green waves.

There are endless trees in the garden, and flowers are second to none.

Riding a fragrant car, the wind is still and the dust is born.

Bai Juyi of Erlin Temple in Spring Tour

Dismount the Erlin Temple, and suddenly make a light move.

He is a government official in the morning and a guest of Lingshan in the evening.

In February, the snow and ice in the north of Kuanglu began to melt.

Tea buds are pumped from the yang plexus, and spring veins are drained from the yin sinus.

Xixi is warm and misty.

Thousands of valleys and springs are scattered and condensed into a blue air.

Idle bodies are easy to drift, and officials are not forced to disperse.

Eighteen people in Myanmar, both ancient and modern.

It was the year of the rise of Huaikou, and revolutions were everywhere.

Wise men work hard and seek, military officers work hard and struggle.

Those unique incompetent people make a spring stone in the mountains.

2. What are the beautiful poems describing "traveling with parents"? 1. Life is not a race, but a journey. Games care about the destination, and travel cares about the scenery along the way.

Second, life is a journey, not a destination, but the scenery along the way and the mood to see it.

Third, life is like a trip, you don't have to care about the destination, you only care about the scenery along the way and the mood of watching the scenery.

Fourth, the world is a book, not getting enough from travel, but getting a rest for the soul. cicero

Life is a one-way trip. Even if there are some regrets, we have no chance to start again. Instead of dwelling on the unchangeable past, it is better to cherish the future with a smile.

6. If life is a journey, then friendship is a lighthouse on the journey. If life is a big tree, then friendship is the rain and dew when it is dry. If life is a voyage, then friendship is an indispensable sail.

7. A good traveler can add to the fun of the party by telling his story. However, a person who can only talk nonsense, pick up a sentence or two of nonsense that everyone knows the facts to cover up his 1000 word, and he should hit him three times after listening to it once. Shakespeare

Eight, life is a trek, but also a trip; It is waiting, it is meeting; This is an adventure and treasure hunt; Tears are also songs.

Life is not a race, but a journey. Games care about the destination, and travel cares about the scenery along the way. Persist when it is time to persist, change when it is time to change, and change when it is time to change.

Ten, when you don't travel, don't take risks, don't talk about a love, but you have never tried life. Every day, you just hang up QQ, brush Weibo, visit Taobao and do what you can still do at the age of 80. What's the use of your youth?

Eleven, our life is like a trip, thinking is a tour guide, without a tour guide, everything will stop, the goal will be lost, and the strength will disappear. Goethe

Travel is an important source of real knowledge. Benjamin Disraeli

Thirteen, travel abroad. The mind in travel can be more enriched.

Fourteen, travel has many advantages: fresh and full; Well informed; Watch the joy of the new city; Encounters with strange friends; You can learn all kinds of elegant manners. Sadi

Fifteen, it's just a death journey.

Sixteen, life is like a cloud, after wandering and traveling, it finally becomes nectar to nourish everything in the world.

Seventeen, a few cotton-wool clouds roam in the sky, and a golden dazzling sun hangs high above it, scattering its warm golden light, giving the earth a kind of vitality! Connected to the sky are rows of green trees. Its green is like dripping green water, and the sky connected with it will be dyed green.

Eighteen, the autumn wind accompanied the fallen leaves and started their journey by different routes. The vitality of spring has faded. The color of spring and the heat of summer are buried by autumn. Autumn brings coolness, but it also brings sadness.

Nineteen, the fallen leaves left their mother and traveled alone to experience a colorful life. She will use her last strength to interpret the most colorful music and the most wonderful songs in her life.

Twenty, the red light blocked the road, the car screeched and braked urgently, and the people in the car leaned forward together. A middle-aged woman in her forties, carrying a heavy traveling bag and holding a two-or three-year-old boy in her arms, stumbled towards a conductor because there was no way.

I have a new schoolbag. She is wearing a pink coat. In front of her, there is a proud Mickey Mouse, wearing a yellow helmet and riding a black motorcycle. It seems that she is going to travel with her new schoolbag.

Twenty-two, even the mountains on both sides of the river are deep blue, and the mountains often wear light snow, and the river is as clear as jade. Traveling in such a river, looking at the water and mountains, and realizing the bravery of sailors in their work and diet, I can't help smiling often in loneliness!

Twenty-three, in fact, there is nothing wrong with the road, the wrong is the choice, the wrong is the fate, so no matter where you are, the scenery along the way is always limited, and eventually there will be beauty. Life is not a race, but a journey.

3. Poems about travel are extracted as follows:

Travels by Meng Jiao

The water in Chu is thin and icy, while the clouds in Chu are slightly rainy. Wild plums have uneven hair, and the travel list is free and easy. ▼

Travels by Cui Daorong.

The age of being young, diligent and idle began to decline. People who have no pity for turtle hands are sealed elsewhere. ▼

Travel question buckle author: Pei Shuo

If you are worried about something, you will ask your neighbor. The mountains are not afraid of tigers, so you can guard against people when you are on the road. Rich pastoral waste, tired house new. Being a passenger is a shame, and there is no plan to avoid smoking. ▼

Travel question buckle author: Pei Shuo

If you are worried about something, you will ask your neighbor. The mountains are not afraid of tigers, so you can guard against people when you are on the road. Rich pastoral waste, tired house new. Being a passenger is a shame, and there is no plan to avoid smoking. ▼

Shui Longyin Author: Liu Chenweng

Shirts spring rain, never wet fly. Know that you miss me, I am leaning in the southwest, whose home is tea. Sleep by the grass, get drunk under the hairpin, and sing wildly on the handrail. Sighing where the old friend is, Wen Juan shed tears and returned to the earth in spring. Talking about ambiguity with Dongfeng is like being afraid of Dongfeng and frowning. Looking back at those chaotic mountains and luxurious houses is unbearable. Cold dishes Jiangcun, Niuniu Mountain, Mao Yan wine. ▼

Parking at night Xuancheng boundary Author: Meng Haoran

Cisse island is along the river, and Nanling asks the post building. The lake is flat and wide, and the wind stops the sails. Go to Huaiqianpu and flow in the evening. Stone meets Luo Cha, and the park in the mountain is quiet. Fire knows the leaves of plum root, and smoke fans the surrounding fields. After I left home, I stayed with Sha Ou. ▼

Parking at night Xuancheng boundary Author: Meng Haoran

Cisse island is along the river, and Nanling asks the post building. The lake is flat and wide, and the wind stops the sails. Go to Huaiqianpu and flow in the evening. Stone meets Luo Cha, and the park in the mountain is quiet. Fire knows the leaves of plum root, and smoke fans the surrounding fields. After I left home, I stayed with Sha Ou. ▼

Stranded travel author: Zhang Ji

When traveling abroad, it is difficult to go, and the parking policy is at the door. There is no frost in the deserted city, and the wildfire bridge is not too hot. Cold insects go into holes, birds return to their nests, and servants ask me who will go. The head of the field does not rest, and the long axis of the double hub prevents thorns. Yuan just entered the stream, went to Tian Jia, and his master cooked rice for supper. Early chickens are beside the hut, and pedestrians sweep the frost on the car. Laoshan has gone far, and it is difficult to recover before it is finished ▼

A trip to Chang 'an by Meng Jiao

Get a haircut every ten days and comb the flying dust every time. At the age of 30, I drank too much and only ate the old and poor. Everything is timely, but I can't feel spring. Whoever loses is willing to visit, and it is proud to fight for a kiss. Straight wood has wings, and still water has no scales. You can't be a gentleman until you know how to compete. Wild rattan and bamboo are light, and mountain fern is new. Hidden songs come and go, and the scenery outside is real. ▼

4. Ancient poems about travel Dynasty: Tang Author: Jia Daoxin is not on the same thing, if you believe it, it will pass.

Old country for many days, so there are no teenagers. Frost leaves fall into the nest, and water fireflies wear them.

Living in a forest monk's cabin, sitting quietly at night. "Tianjingsha Qiu Si" In Ma Zhiyuan, the old vines are faint, the bridges are flowing, and the ancient roads are thin and thin.

When the sun sets, heartbroken people are at the end of the world. Xie Lingyun's "Stone House Returning to the Lake" changed the climate, and the mountains and rivers contained a clear glow.

The lightness of the mountains and rivers makes people feel relaxed and happy, making people wander in the mountains and rivers and linger. It's still early from the valley, and it's too late when the boat gets on board.

The Woods and valleys gather in the evening scenery, and the sunset clouds float in the night sky. Water chestnuts and lotus flowers echo in the blue river, and reed mats grow with wheat.

Walking on the road in the south with dust, enjoying the doors and windows in the east happily. If you have fewer things to worry about, you will naturally feel that you have no worries, and you will feel very happy if you are in a carefree mood.

These words are for people who want to keep fit. I hope they can keep fit in this way. "Recalling Jiangnan" Bai Juyi Jiangnan is good, and the scenery has been familiar.

When spring comes, the sun rises from the river, the flowers on the river are brighter than red, and the green river is greener than the blue grass. Can you not remember Jiangnan?

"Memorizing Jiangnan" Bai Juyi's Jiang Nanyi, the most unforgettable thing is Hangzhou: looking for laurel trees in Zhongshan Temple in the month, watching the tide on the pillow in the county pavilion, when will you revisit? & gt Wang Wei's bicycle is a country that has lived for a long time. Pengpeng also floated out of Korea, and the geese heading north also flew into the sky.

The vast desert is lonely, and the Yellow River sets the yen. Xiao Guan rides it every time, and it is protected in Yanran.

& gt The royal family is vast and empty. The afterglow of the sunset rises from the distant mountains, and the sun shines on the winding water.

The cicadas are singing, and the Woods are particularly quiet; The singing of birds in the mountains is more beautiful than usual. This place has given me a hermit's heart. I'm tired of my official career but I'm not retired and sad.