A poem about hiking

1. What are the poems about "walking"? 1. The good peak changes everywhere, and the secluded path is lonely.

Song Mei's Journey to Lushan Mountain

In the early morning, the rolling Lushan Mountain, with thousands of peaks competing and beautiful, is spectacular, which just caters to my interest in natural scenery. Along the way, the mountain range in front of me is constantly changing, and a person is immersed in the winding and deep wild road, but forgets where to go.

The sun rises, the snow melts, the mountains look more silent and empty, the silly bear is slowly climbing the tree, and the deer is leisurely sipping the stream. I can't see any buildings or smoke, so I can't help wondering if there are people living in the mountains. Just then, I suddenly heard a crow crowing on the distant mountain.

Explanation:

The endless Lushan Mountain is mountainous, with thousands of peaks and valleys, beautiful scenery and spectacular scenery, which just caters to my interest in natural scenery. The steep mountain peaks change with the change of visual angle, indulging in the wild interest of sightseeing alone on the winding and deep path, and I don't know where I went.

The frost and snow are melting, the stupid bear is slowly climbing the tree, and the wild deer is drinking water by the empty and silent mountain stream. Will anyone live in this mountain area? I can only hear a cock crow from the misty mountain in the distance.

In less than 30 miles, make 10,000 laps around the mountain.

Qing Xi/ Guo Qing Xi Shuizuo Tang Dynasty: Wang Wei

I have sailed the Huanghua River, every clear stream. Ten thousand laps around the mountain in less than thirty miles.

The rapids buzzed on the piled rocks, but the light dimmed among the dense pine trees. The surface of an entrance swayed with nut horns, and weeds grew along the river bank.

In my heart, I have always been as pure as this clear water. Please stay on the rock and cast the fishing line forever! .

Explanation:

When you visit Huanghuachuan, you always chase Qingxi. With the mountain, the stream turns a thousand times, but it travels less than a hundred miles. The water is noisy between the mountains and rocks, and the water is quiet and deeper than the depths of the pine forest.

Weeds sway gently in the stream, and reeds are clearly reflected in the clear water. My heart has always been carefree, like a clean stream. I wish I could stay on the rocks by the stream and spend my whole life fishing.

3, pull the limit to build roads, do not worship posts.

Three Poems by Wang Yue in Tang Dynasty: Du Fu

Nanyue is matched with Zhu bird, and the rank ceremony is subordinate to the hundred kings. Absorb the spiritual realm, hongdong semi-inflammatory prescription.

Sacrificial ceremonies in national houses are not fragrant in Germany. Loneliness leads to death, and danger leads to death today.

I love the World Wide Web, and I walk more and more in Xiaoxiang. Thirsty sunrise cliff, clear boat.

There are five peaks in Zhu Rong, and the peak is low. Purple cover is not facing alone, seeking a long face.

Hearing Mrs. Wei, the fairy spirit soared. Sometimes the five peaks are angry and the wind is like flying frost.

Forced to repair roads, no time to worship posts. Return to the car and bathe in Yutang.

Three sighs, please praise my emperor. Sacrifices are resistant to corruption, and God thinks so.

Explanation:

Legend has it that there are suzaku in South Vietnam. Since the emperors of one hundred generations ago, there has been a ceremony to divide Vietnam. Worship Yue in the vast southern Xinjiang can quickly absorb the aura of heaven and earth. The imperial court offered sacrifices to Mount Hengshan, and the rule of the country focused on virtue rather than burning incense and wax. How lonely it is to patrol the place where Nanyue is worshipped. The ancestors of that year have long since left.

Has been hindered by secular ethics, and now finally reached Hengshan. All day, I wandered in the cliffs and mountains, or went boating on the clear river. Zhurongshan is so high that its top seems to touch the Pleiades below. But among the peaks, only Zigai Mountain can compete with Huashan Mountain, and it seems to compete with Huashan Mountain. I also heard that the former Mrs. Wei flew into the sky of Huashan with the immortals after she became immortal.

Sometimes the climate on the peaks is like flying frost. Long-distance walking time is tight, so there is no time to climb the mountain with crutches. After climbing the mountain, I hope to go down immediately and take a bath in Xiuyu Hall. I talked to the county magistrate many times and asked him how there was such a magnificent Mount Heng here. I have to praise my emperor. Jade used for sacrifice has inherited the customs of the world and is used for sacrifice, but God will therefore bless the world.

4, chilly impulse to change kapok fur, relying on the original work in the suburbs.

Wild Step: Zhao Yi in Qing Dynasty

The cold wind urged heavy clothes to play in the nearby suburbs of Ye Yuan.

Autumn wind likes other people's business best. First, it not only turns maple leaves red, but also turns people's hair white.

Explanation:

The chilly wind urged me to change into thick clothes and go to the nearby suburbs of Yuan Ye to play. Autumn wind is nosy. When it comes, it not only turns the maple leaves red, but also makes people's hair white.

5. Jiang Yu, Chu Qing, Philip Burkart and Wu Xi crossed Yuxi alone.

From Rain to Crossing the River in the Tang Dynasty: Liu Zongyuan

Jiang Yu set foot in Philip Burkart and Chu Qing, and traveled to Yuxi alone.

Cross the water into the village and stir the floating trees.

Explanation:

After the rain, Chu Qing wanted to take a walk by the river in the distance. When the sun set, Xishan went to Yuxi Ferry alone. Only when the flood receded did the path near the village reappear, and the floating rafts were scattered all over the floor, and some were hung high on the branches.

2. The greatest pleasure of climbing a mountain is that there are uphill and downhill roads. There are no eternal uphill and downhill roads, and there is not only one way to climb a mountain, so is life.

-Sir Gong's Sniper Attack

I'm still young and eager to get on the road.

-Jack Kerouac is on his way.

People who like hiking may not necessarily fall in love with the scenery. Sometimes hiking is a kind of emotional release and venting. Some people say that people who don't like hiking are people who don't understand customs. In fact, what people fall in love with is not a single hike, but carrying a backpack and losing care during the journey. Many fragments about love, hate, life pressure, etc. Everything is on the road, dissipating, and then dissipating ... People walking on the road are not only a little freedom, a little dream, a little relief, a little release, a little passion, but also a little story that can't be told to others.

3. Walking fitness poem 1, give you one or two sports hobbies and give you a health key!

2. Participate in national fitness and enjoy a happy life!

3. Develop sports and enhance people's physique!

4. Leave your sweat, show your grace and give a wonderful performance!

5, the call of youth, the rhythm of heartbeat, the flame of life, the release of dreams!

6, happy exercise, happy life!

7. Youth is singing and life is exultation!

8, fitness competition, life is more exciting!

9. Create sports prosperity and charm Zengcheng!

10, life lies in sports, and sports should be scientific!

1 1, I exercise, I am healthy, I am happy!

12, exercise more on weekdays and stay away from sub-health!

13, live a long and healthy life with high quality. Everyone has requirements in all aspects. Don't forget to take a good exercise.

14, be a sunny boy and show yourself!

15, 60-year-old body, 20-year-old heart, exercise makes it natural.

4. What are the famous sentences about "hiking"? 1. You burn it, and I'll burn it with you. You put it out, I'll accompany you to the dust. When you were born, I walked with you. You are silent, I am silent with you. You laugh, I will accompany you to call the tsunami. You are old, and I will collapse with you. You run away, I will accompany you into the night. You leave, I can only wait. I thought you knew all this. But that's just my idea.

2. I am a bodhi flower on a bodhi tree, looking coldly at the dust and sand in the world for thousands of years. You linger under the tree, looking back at that moment, there are only picturesque eyebrows between heaven and earth. The lake shines on your clothes as white as snow. Who is the dust stained with red beans? The lake shines on your eyes like moonlight at the water's edge, which will be remembered as a lifelong concern. I forgot that I practiced for thousands of years just to find one of them in the world of mortals. Travel all over the world, remember to embroider my window screen, who will meet me when I am quiet? Sangtian has changed for another summer in the vast sea of people, and my hair has turned white. Who was in the air under the bodhi in the past? There is a bodhi flower on the lake. I am a bodhi flower on the bodhi tree, and I look coldly at the dust and sand in this world for thousands of years. You wander under the tree, looking back at that moment, only your eyebrows and eyes are picturesque between heaven and earth. In the pavilion, I think of you welcoming the morning glow with your sleeves and a pot of sake drunk playing the piano.

If we can treat every hike as a trip and live in peace, we can have different scenery and different moods.

Life is a hiking trip. If you find a bug lying in front of you, don't be surprised, because you may find a toad in a few more steps.

It was just dawn, and I was walking on my way to school with my schoolbag on my back. The boundary between heaven and earth is so hazy: the mountains are white, the sky is white, and white fog is floating on the water. I want to touch this strange fog, but it runs around like a naughty child for a while.

6. Is there any way to save money? Actually, there is. If you treat life as a classroom and learn from everyone, you will save money for school. If you walk to a far place, you will save travel expenses. You don't need any fitness equipment, you can kick shuttlecock and lift your legs to do broadcast gymnastics at home ... which saves money for fitness. However, it is also expensive because we have paid for the time.

7. I said the world was deserted, and you sent me flowers. I don't like the night, you hold my hand to pick the stars. I'm afraid I'll get lost in my life, so you accompany me on foot. I'm tired of wandering, you promised me a lifetime of stability.

8. flying sand and stones, the pace is gradually unstable. Many people will want to change a pair of shoes to walk better, or add some riding tools halfway, but there is no power source halfway. So they walked on foot and found that their bodies could not adapt to the thorny road, so they stopped to wait for the help of another means of transportation or find a shortcut. After waiting for a long time, people who are pressing hard are left behind. However, as we all know, those who come to the end are always those who have willpower, courage, endurance and judgment.

9. No matter how many tomorrows there are in life, many people know that if you want to live in the present, you should live in the present, not in the present, but in the hidden rhythm of life, look directly at different philosophical views of life with courage, understand your emptiness and how to create dreams in real life. As the years go by, I whisper and walk slowly, without hurting spring and sorrowing autumn. I don't like those gorgeous sentences that hurt spring and grieve autumn. Sometimes speaking and doing, imitating others and thinking about yourself are two different concepts and conclusions, and learning from each other's strengths is the best realm for seekers.

10. I am just a hiker. I won't stay, wait for the bus, wait for no one. I just look at the scenery and feel the life. ...

1 1. Little people eat hard, gentlemen eat, and kings teach first. Therefore, people who often want to farm and eat the world are gone, but if you plow the world, you won't get a liter of millet and you won't be satisfied. People who want to knit clothes all over the world, however, can't knit all over the world, nor can they warm people. So I think, don't recite Wang Zhidao first, ask him to say, and study his purpose through the words of saints. On it, we say that the prince is an adult and everyone is a hiker.

12. People who like hiking may not necessarily fall in love with the scenery. Sometimes hiking is a kind of emotional release and venting. Some people say that people who don't like hiking are people who don't understand customs. In fact, what people fall in love with is not a single hike, but carrying a backpack and losing their troubles a little during the journey. Many fragments about love, hate, life pressure, etc. They are all on the road, dissipating, and then dissipating ... People walking on the road are not just a little bit of freedom, a little bit of dreams, a little bit of liberation, a little bit of release, a little bit of passion, and a little bit of stories that can't be told to others.

13. When I was happy, I wandered on foot and waded through mountains and rivers. Everywhere I went, all kinds of flowers competed to open, offering moving smiles and blooming all the way; When you are unhappy, take the train and watch the things outside the window change rapidly, appear, then disappear and drift away. Then, whether you are sad or full of burnout, you can put it down and only look forward to your future trip.

14. What you can't reach is the time that you and I can't walk on foot. It's still too far, and time is not warm enough. It's too hot in summer and brittle and moving in winter.

15. Climb the familiar 7th floor on foot and look down from the window. The trees in the center of the square are still so green, always embodying their unyielding vitality. The tiredness of climbing stairs vanished in an instant, as if only for that surging moment. On the railing painted with white paint, I still have my handwriting written in pencil. Inspiring words, it seems, should only stay here, a corner that is not noticed.

5. What are the famous sentences about "hiking"? You burn, and I'll burn to ashes with you.

You put it out, I'll accompany you to the dust. When you were born, I walked with you.

You are silent, I am silent with you. You laugh, I will accompany you to call the tsunami.

You are old, and I will collapse with you. You run away, I will accompany you into the night.

You leave, I can only wait. I thought you knew all this.

But that's just my idea. I am a bodhi flower on the bodhi tree, looking coldly at the dust and sand in the world for thousands of years. You linger under the tree, looking back at that moment, there are only picturesque eyebrows between heaven and earth. The lake shines on your clothes as white as snow. Who is the dust stained with red beans? The lake shines on your eyes like moonlight at the water's edge, which will be remembered as a lifelong concern. I forgot that I practiced for thousands of years just to find one of them in the world of mortals. Travel all over the world, remember to embroider my window screen, who will meet me when I am quiet? Sangtian has changed for another summer in the vast sea of people, and my hair has turned white. Who was in the air under the bodhi in the past? There is a bodhi flower on the lake. I am a bodhi flower on the bodhi tree, and I look coldly at the dust and sand in this world for thousands of years. You wander under the tree, looking back at that moment, only your eyebrows and eyes are picturesque between heaven and earth. In the pavilion, I think of you welcoming the morning glow with your sleeves and a pot of sake drunk playing the piano. I haven't let go of falling into the world of mortals. Sprinkle ink on rice paper: Under the landscape in May, if I can treat every hike as a trip, I will have different scenery and different moods.

Life is a hiking trip. If you find a bug lying in front of you, don't be surprised, because you may find a toad in a few more steps. It was just dawn, and I was walking on my way to school with my schoolbag on my back.

The boundary between heaven and earth is so hazy: the mountains are white, the sky is white, and white fog is floating on the water. I want to touch this strange fog, but it looks like a naughty child. Is there any way to save money by fleeing east and west for a while? Actually, there is.

If you treat life as a classroom and learn from everyone, you will save money for school. If you walk to a far place, you will save travel expenses.

You don't need any fitness equipment, you can kick shuttlecock and lift your legs to do broadcast gymnastics at home ... which saves money for fitness. However, it is also expensive because we have paid for the time.

I said the world was deserted, and you sent me flowers. I don't like the night, you hold my hand to pick the stars.

I'm afraid I'll get lost in my life, so you accompany me on foot. I'm tired of wandering, you promised me a lifetime of stability.

Sand and stones are flying, and the steps are gradually unstable. Many people will want to change shoes to walk better, or add some riding tools halfway, but there is no power source in the middle of the tools. So they walked on foot and found that their bodies could not adapt to the thorny road, so they stopped, waited for another means of transportation, or looked for a shortcut. After waiting for a long time, people who are pressing hard are left behind. However, as we all know, those who come to the end are always those who have willpower, courage, endurance and judgment.

No matter how many tomorrows there are in life, many people know that living in the present, then living in the present, is not living in the present, but living in the hidden rhythm of life, having the courage to look directly at different philosophical views of life, understanding their emptiness and how to create dreams in real life. As the years go by, I whisper and walk slowly, without hurting spring and sorrowing autumn. I don't like those gorgeous sentences that hurt spring and grieve autumn.

Sometimes speaking and doing, imitating others and thinking about yourself are two different concepts and conclusions, and learning from each other's strengths is the best realm for seekers. I'm just a hiker. I don't wait for the bus, I don't wait for people, I just look at the scenery and feel the life ... the villain has the right to eat, the gentleman has the way to eat, and the king taught me first.

Therefore, people who often want to farm and eat the world are gone, but if you plow the world, you won't get a liter of millet and you won't be satisfied. People who want to knit clothes all over the world, however, can't knit all over the world, nor can they warm people. So I think, don't recite Wang Zhidao first, ask him to say, and study his purpose through the words of saints. On it, we say that the prince is an adult and everyone is a hiker.

People who like hiking may not necessarily fall in love with the scenery. Sometimes hiking is a kind of emotional release and venting. Some people say that people who don't like hiking are people who don't understand customs. In fact, what people fall in love with is not a single walk, but carrying a backpack and losing their minds a little on the road. Many fragments about love and hate, life pressure and so on are on the road, dissipating, and then dissipating ... People walking on the road are not just a little bit of freedom, a little dream, a little bit of liberation, a little bit of release, a little bit of passion, and a little bit of being unable to tell stories to others. When they are happy, they roam on foot, wading through mountains and rivers, and have footprints all over the place. When you are unhappy, take the train and watch the things outside the window change rapidly, appear, then disappear and drift away. Then, whether you are sad or full of burnout, you can put it down and only look forward to your future trip.

What you can't reach is the time that you and I can't walk on foot. It is not warm enough. It's too hot in summer, so it won't be clear in winter. Walking on the familiar seventh floor, looking down from the window, the trees in the center of the square are still so green, always embodying their unyielding vitality. The fatigue of climbing stairs was erased in an instant, and it seems that only this moment, on the railing painted with white paint, still retains my handwriting written with a pencil.

Inspiring words, it seems, should only stay here, a corner that is not noticed.