What poems describe "the vastness of the world"?

Poems describing "the vastness of the world" are:

1, the pride of the fisherman Qiu Si.

Song Dynasty-Fan Zhongyan

The scenery in Qiu Lai is different, and Hengyang Goose is unknown. Around, the sound of the horn sounded, thousands of miles away, and the long smoke closed.

A glass of turbid wine is Wan Li's home, but Ran Yan hasn't come home yet. Qiang tube covered with frost, people do not sleep. The general was white-haired and in tears.

The border scenery in autumn is completely different, and the geese flying to Hengyang have no nostalgia. From all directions, the wailing of the border earth sounded with the horn, in the mountains. Twilight is heavy, the mountains are setting, and the gates of the isolated city are closed.

After drinking a cup of old wine, I miss my hometown thousands of miles away and have a lot of thoughts. Thinking of the uneven border and unfinished business, I don't know when I can return to my hometown. The flute of Qiang people is melodious, and first frost is everywhere. It was late at night, and the soldiers couldn't sleep. The generals and soldiers were stained white by frost and snow, so they had to cry silently.

2. Youzhou Tower

Tang Dynasty-Chen Ziang

No one can see the ancient wisdom of the ancient king, only those wise men who can't see the afterlife can see it.

I think of heaven and earth, there is no limit, there is no end, I am alone, tears fell down!

Translation: We can't see the ancient holy king who accepted talents widely, nor can we see the wise king who was thirsty for talents in later generations. Only the boundless world is so sad that I can't stop crying!

3. Night abroad

Tang Dynasty-Du Fu

The breeze rippled on the grassy coast, through the night, and blew to my still mast.

The endless plains are dotted with drooping stars. The moon runs with the river.

I hope my art can bring me fame and liberate my sick old age from the office! .

Flying around, flying around, what am I like, just a sandpiper in the vast world! .

The breeze blows the fine grass on the river bank, and the high-masted boat is moored alone at night. The stars are hanging in the sky, and Ye Ping looks very broad; The moonlight is surging with the waves, and the river is rolling eastward. Is my article famous? You should be dismissed even if you are old and sick. What's it like to wander around alone? Like a lonely Sha Ou between heaven and earth.

4. Twenty-three horse poems, the fifth one

Tang Dynasty-Li He

The desert sand is like snow, and the Yanshan moon is like a hook.

Don't be a golden brain, go and step on the clear autumn.

Wan Li in Pingsha looks like a layer of white frost and snow in the moonlight. On the continuous Yanshan Mountains, a bright moon is in the sky, like a hook. When can I get the appreciation of the emperor, put a halter made of gold on this good horse, and let me gallop on the battlefield in autumn and make contributions?

5. Farewell friends at Jingmen Ferry

Tang dynasty-Li Bai

Sail from Jingmen Ferry, and soon you will be with southerners. At the end of the mountain range and the beginning of the plain, the river winds through the wilderness.

The moon rises like a mirror, and the sea clouds twinkle like palaces. The water brings you the feeling of home and makes your boat travel 300 miles.

Travel far by boat, passing through Jingmen to Chu's hometown. Castle Peak gradually disappears, and Ye Ping stretches as far as the eye can see. The Yangtze River surges and flows into the vast wasteland. The moon reflects the river, just like flying a mirror tomorrow; Clouds turned into blue sky, creating a mirage. The water in my hometown is reluctant to part with me, and Wan Li sent me boating not far away.