Poems about roads

Farewell to the viceroy and go to Shu to take up his post.

Author: Wang Bo

Across the wall of Sanqin, across a layer of fog, across a river.

We said goodbye sadly, and our two officials went in opposite directions.

After all, the world is just a small place.

If you don't do anything wrong, the child will get wet with towels.

Thirty fame, dust and earth, eight thousand miles of clouds and the moon.

Looking at Wan Li Road in the distance, the lucky stars are shining all over the world.

What I reported is that the road is long, and there are amazing sentences in learning poetry.

The four seas churn clouds and waterways, and the five continents shake the wind and thunder.

The moon is leisurely and the night is long and the mountains are numerous.

At present, the frost on Dongmen Road is heavy, and the monthly loss of Hengtang is long.

There is still a long way to go in Xiu Yuan, and I will go up and down!

Mochow has no confidant in the road ahead, and no one in the world knows you!

Read thousands of books and take Wan Li Road.

Liu Yang has long dikes everywhere, and Huaming Road has not been lost.

The wine and meat in Zhumen stink, and the road has frozen bones.

I used to know Shansi Road, but I stayed at home.

Ma Yin really hates knowing the way, and cicadas can still be heard.

I haven't seen you in the winding mountain road, leaving only a row of horseshoe prints.

I have been thinking about breaking the world of mortals all my life, and my sword is hidden in Xuan Lu.

Split the road of life and death with both hands and cut off the root of right and wrong with one knife.