What poems describe travel?

1, send a lonely sail for one night and bid farewell to Danyue Wei Yun.

Jiang Lin presented Qian Mufu Song: Su Shi

Since we have been in Beijing for three years, far away from the world, you have traveled around the world. When I meet with a smile, it's still warm as spring. Your heart is like an ancient well, not water, and the peak is like a bamboo pole in autumn.

My heart is melancholy, because you want to separate the sails overnight. When you see me off, the clouds are the color of the moon. There is no need for the girls of Pei Jiu to feel too sorry for the glass. Life is a difficult journey, you and I are both passers-by, just like stopping at different hotels. (Zuntong: Zun)

Explanation:

We haven't seen each other in Beijing for three years. You are always wandering around the world. When we meet and laugh, it is still warm as spring. Your heart will always be like an ancient well, and high winds and bright days are like bamboo poles in autumn.

I'm disappointed that you will set sail overnight, and when you say goodbye, the clouds are pale and the moon is bright. Don't frown with a glass in your hand. Life is a difficult journey, and you and I are both passers-by.

2. The beginning of the railway journey starts from Furukawa Road.

From Pan-South Lake to Fan Shi: Xie Huilian in the Southern and Northern Dynasties

The railway journey begins, and the road to Furukawa begins. There are countless ripples and staggered peaks.

Little Shu Yequ, white clouds rise. Trekking hard? I hope to be happy.

Just can't finish playing, can't finish playing.

Explanation:

Just after stopping by land, the tour of Juba Lake began. There are countless ripples, blue waves, and distant mountains stand randomly. The village is wild, and the endless white clouds rise. It is difficult to climb a mountain and enjoy the scenery. There must be an end to having fun. I can't stop interested.

3, the boat is short to Lanpu, and people go, and the bamboo path is through the green sand.

The heavy aerial shadow of Dingfengbo River in the Five Dynasties: Yan Xuan

The river is heavy, the sails are shaded and the fish swim in the cold wave at night. At the ferry, Bai Niao flies, smoke billows, and fishing songs are hidden in the depths of reed flowers.

The boat is short to Lanpu, and people go, and the bamboo path is rustling through the green sand. There is no wind and rain in the middle of the night, the moonlight is cool, and the dew meets the beads and becomes a round lotus.

Explanation:

The river is deep, and the shadow of the sails is across it. Fish in the water swim in the cold river waves from morning till night, and Bai Niao flies in pairs at the ferry. Clouds are everywhere, fishermen are singing fishing songs and hiding in the depths of reeds.

Row the boat back into the water with blue grass, and people left like this. The bamboo forest on the path is constantly rattled by the wind, and the road is covered with blue sedges. Late at night, the wind stopped and the rain stopped. The moon shines in the cold sky, and dewdrops roll into the lotus leaves one by one.

4, a leaf boat light sail roll. Temporarily moored on the south bank of the Chu River.

Charm, One Leaf Boat and Light Sail Volume Song Dynasty: Liu Yong

The rocking of a gondola. Temporarily moored on the south bank of the Chu River. Lonely city at dusk attracts resentment. The water is wide, the geese are flat, and the dance is scattered. Smoke gathers in cold forest clusters, painting screen exhibition. The mountains are small and the eyebrows are shallow.

Reward the old and throw it lightly, and you will become a tourist here. It's too late to feel tired. Being in a foreign land, you can bear hardships and worry about your eyes. Credit of imperial city, resistance of Qin Lou, wandering soul confusion. The grass is wide and the afterglow is full. There is no news of beauty, and the cloud is far away.

Explanation:

On a small boat, the sail rolled up and temporarily anchored on the south bank of the Chu River. The trumpet sounded in the lonely city, and a song of Hu Jia sobbed and wailed. The river was white, and the geese perched on the beach all dispersed in an instant. Dusk hangs over the forest like smoke, and clusters of Lin Qiu unfold like painting screens. Looking at the distant mountains on the horizon, they are so small and shallow as a beautiful woman's curved eyebrows.

I left my sweetheart easily and became an official here. Deeply tired of the journey, I am late every year. I can't bear to see the scenery in a foreign land. It's bleak and troublesome when I see it. The capital is so far away, and the Qin Lou Chu Guan has also been blocked, which makes me upset. The grass spread to the open horizon, the sunset spread all over the mountains, and the beauty has gone like a cloud blown away by the wind.

5. Hang sails, paddle and cross Diaoyutai Road.

"There is a light sail hanging near Zhu Yingtai" Song: Su Shi

Hang a sail, fly an oar and cross Diaoyutai Road. Wine sickness is boring, and you can listen to singing with a pillow. Heartbroken clouds and heavy smoke trees, looking back, where is the lonely city.

Doing nothing. Who cares about the king and never dreams about sex? I used to hate old people and have fun, but there was no evidence in my mind. You should know that you can't see the reason, you should be infatuated with yourself, you should be human, and you should use one voice to convey information.

Explanation:

Sails are hanging lightly and paddles are flying fast. After a holiday stroll in a city, I came to the riverside of Yan Ziling to fish. Drinking too much will make you sick, even depressed and empty. Only by leaning on the pillow and listening to the sound of the big paddle can we get comfort. Su Shi, a heartbroken foreign official, saw rows of misty peaks and forests. Looking back, where is Tonglu County? I'll never see it again.

But I will leave in an instant, and the sadness of separation makes people more haggard. Then we can only seek liberation from the myths and dreams of Wushan Men and Women Party. No matter old grievances or new love, the yearning for the mountain village is gone. It is unlikely that I will see the mountain people again, but my fascination and yearning for them have not changed. Just ask someone to bring a word.