A poem, it is said that relatives are away from home and it is difficult to leave.

Poetry about going out of town 1. What are the poems about going away from home?

Poems describing long-distance travel are as follows:

1, Wandering Sons

Meng Jiao

The mother used the needle and thread in her hand to make clothes for her long-distance son.

Before leaving, I had a stitch for fear that my son would come back late and his clothes would be damaged.

Who can say that a filial child like the weak can repay his mother's love like the sunshine in spring?

2. Homesick Day and Night on the Winter Solstice in Handan

Bai Juyi

Every winter solstice, I am accompanied by the shadow in front of the knee lamp.

If you want to sit at home late at night, you should also talk about travelers.

3. A letter from the capital

Yuan kai

The river is three thousand miles long, and there are fifteen letters from home.

There is nothing else between me, just telling me to go back to my hometown as soon as possible.

4. A Journey to Bitter Cold

Cao Cao

The northern army boarded the Taihang Mountain. How difficult it is to climb this high mountain!

Sakamoto Road is a bumpy road with bumpy wheels.

The wind whistling in the trees and the north wind howling in sorrow.

When the bear was on the sidewalk, tigers and leopards stood on both sides of the street howling.

The valley is desolate, sparsely populated and covered with heavy snow.

Looking up, the long voice sighed, and the long journey was continuous.

How sad I am and I really want to go back to my hometown.

The bridge is too deep to enter, and the army is on the road.

Lost in marching, there is no place to stay at night.

Walking, walking, a long day, the tired horse is hungry and hungry.

He walked along the side of the wolves, chopping wood and cutting ice to fill his stomach.

Thinking of the poem Dongshan deeply touched my grief.

5. Long song

The trees in the garden are lush, and the crystal dew rises in the sun.

Spring fills the earth with hope, and everything presents a scene of prosperity.

I am always afraid that when the cold autumn comes, the trees in Ye Er will turn yellow and the grass will wither.

The river runs to the sea, and when will it return to the west?

A lazy youth, a lousy age.

2. Poems describing long-distance travel

Selected inspirational poems on a long journey: farewell is easy to make.

The willow on the river head is as white as snow, and pedestrians on the river urge goodbye.

If you want to take a long trip, you can't afford to fly.

There are more flowers flying this year than last year. When will they be returned?

Recite Jiang Yan's fu affectionately, as by the Peach Blossom Pond.

I hope you come back in the evening, and I hope you don't leave Zhangzhou too far.

Look at the catkins mercilessly, and go with the wind, turn around and go.

Selected travel inspirational poems II: Jia

I have been in my hometown for many years, and I have a kind heart and a kind nature.

Only worry about the rivers and lakes, why worry about traveling far?

Burn money and drink, pray for the wind, chase lovers west, chase east.

A floating family is carefree, and its name is not in the official register.

The big ship craggily paddles, and the big woman can sing and the little woman can dance.

Qiting wine is sold every day, and I don't know the bitterness of human parting.

There are many prostitutes on both sides of the Yangtze River, and thousands of families pass by at will.

Life is like Jia, except for the storm.

Selected Poems of Inspirational Travel III: Cangjiang Farewell to Liu Xizhi's Guangxi Constitution

The eyes are dim and the sails are light, and the drunken flowers are sent away for a long journey.

On the Wan Li River, an official said goodbye, and Chu Yunxiang paid a visit to Bian Cheng.

The ridge behind the door is cold and green, and the post trees greet the boat with rain and sunshine.

This trip is promising, and my heart is like a jade pot.

3. Sentences describing long-distance travel

We all have to travel far in the end, and we all have to bid farewell to our immature selves in the end. Maybe the journey is a little hard and lonely, but you can only grow up after suffering.

Life is a long journey, and we are all empty when we start, except for the oath of a naked man and the heroism of a scholar.

Farewell to the messenger

The willow on the river head is as white as snow, and pedestrians on the river urge goodbye.

If you want to take a long trip, you can't afford to fly.

There are more flowers flying this year than last year. When will they be returned?

Recite Jiang Yan's fu affectionately, as by the Peach Blossom Pond.

I hope you come back in the evening, and I hope you don't leave Zhangzhou too far.

Look at the catkins mercilessly, and go with the wind, turn around and go.

4. Poems describing long-distance travel

Selected Poems of Inspirational Journey: qi zhou's farewell is easy, the willow on the river head makes it as white as snow, and pedestrians on the river urge farewell.

If you want to take a long trip, you can't afford to fly. There are more flowers flying this year than last year. When will they be returned?

Recite Jiang Yan's fu affectionately, as by the Peach Blossom Pond. I hope you come back in the evening, and I hope you don't leave Zhangzhou too far.

Look at the catkins mercilessly, go with the wind and turn around. Selected Poems of Inspirational Journey II: Jia has been in China for many years, and he has a kind heart and is a guest by nature.

Only worry about the rivers and lakes, why worry about traveling far? Burn money and drink, pray for the wind, chase lovers west, chase east.

A floating family is carefree, and its name is not in the official register. The big ship craggily paddles, and the big woman can sing and the little woman can dance.

Qiting wine is sold every day, and I don't know the bitterness of human parting. There are many prostitutes on both sides of the Yangtze River, and thousands of families pass by at will.

Life is like Jia, except for the storm. Selected inspirational poems on a long journey 3: Cang Jiang bid farewell to Liu Xizhi. The fairy curtain in Guangxi has a light sail and a drunken flower for a long trip.

On the Wan Li River, an official said goodbye, and Chu Yunxiang paid a visit to Bian Cheng. The ridge behind the door is cold and green, and the post trees greet the boat with rain and sunshine.

This trip is promising, and my heart is like a jade pot.

5. What poems describe "running away from home"?

1, "Figure 1 of Xuan Mo" Yuan Dynasty: colorful daylily flowers in Wang Mian, under Beitangxia in Luo Sheng.

The south wind blows the heart, for whom do you vomit? A loving mother leans against the door, but a wanderer cannot walk. May the sun be sparse and the day be fearful.

Looking up at Yunlin, I am ashamed to listen to birds. Interpretation in vernacular Chinese: Bright daylily flowers were born under the North Hall.

The south wind blows the day lily, swaying for whom to confide fragrance? A kind mother leaned against the door, expecting her child. It's hard for a wanderer to travel far away! The support for parents is alienated every day, and the news of children is not reached every day. Looking up at a cloud forest, I am ashamed to hear the sound of the birds, and I still miss it.

2, "Farewell to My Mom" Qing: Huang Jingren pulled up the curtain and went to worship his mother's river beam, worrying about seeing her eyes dry in vain. This is a tragic snowy night in Chai Men. It is better to have children than nothing at this time.

Interpretation of vernacular Chinese: Because I want to make a living in He Liang, I opened the curtain and reluctantly bid farewell to my old mother. Seeing my white-haired mother, I couldn't help crying, and my tears dried up. On this snowy night, it's a pity that we can't be filial to our mother, but we have to hide Chai Men's tragic death. What's the use of adopting a son? I still don't want it.

3, "Jingmen Ferry Farewell Friends" Tang Dynasty: Li Bai sailed to 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.

Interpretation of vernacular Chinese: Take a long trip by boat, pass by Jingmen and come 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 rise and change endlessly, forming a mirage.

The water in my hometown is reluctant to part with me, and Wan Li sent me boating not far away. 4. "Ode to a Wanderer" Tang Dynasty: The thread in the hand of Meng Jiao, a kind-hearted mother, made clothes for her wayward son.

Before leaving, I had a stitch for fear that my son would come back late and his clothes would be damaged. Who can say that a filial child like the weak can repay his mother's love like the sunshine in spring?

Interpretation in vernacular Chinese: A loving mother makes clothes for her distant son with a needle and thread in her hand. Before leaving, he sewed a needle tightly for fear that his son would come back late and his clothes would be damaged.

Who can say that a child's filial piety as weak as grass can repay the kindness of such a loving mother as Chunhui Puze? 5, "Letters from Shi Jing" Ming Dynasty: Yuan Kaijiang 3,000 Li, 15 lines of letters from home. There is nothing else between me, just telling me to go back to my hometown as soon as possible.

Interpretation in the vernacular: the continuous river is three thousand miles long, and the letters from home are as long as 15 lines. There is nothing else between the lines, just telling me to go back to my hometown as soon as possible.

6, "Night Thoughts on the Winter Solstice in Handan" Tang Dynasty: Bai Juyi stayed in the winter solstice every year, holding his knees in front of the lamp. If you want to sit at home late at night, you should also talk about travelers.

Interpretation in vernacular Chinese: When I lived in Handan Inn, it happened to be the solstice festival in winter. At night, I sit in front of the lamp with my knees in my arms, and only the shadow is with me.

I believe my relatives will gather late at night today, and they should also talk about me as a traveler.

6. Mood sentences of traveling far away

Original publisher: Li

I'm going to travel far away. Please don't ask me where I come from or where I'm going. Wave goodbye to the sunset and clouds and pat the dust on my body. Tomorrow I'm going to travel far away, come to a post station and put down my bags. I'm going to see the pleasant scenery, birds singing, waves and smiles on the beach and share the sunshine together. *-*-* * 2. In this journey, we will always meet all kinds of people. Maybe some people will leave us halfway, and some people will accompany us through thick and thin. Warm, sad, unspeakable stories, or faint feelings will always spread or flow in my heart. However, after all, they are passers-by, and their own lives cannot require someone to accompany them all the time. This trip, destined to belong to oneself, this trip, destined to meet people, from strange to familiar, then to strange, and finally watch them leave themselves. *-*-*-* * 3. I will travel far. If I can be accompanied, it is better to be alone, and I will travel alone. Please don't call me heartless. Please don't think that I am indulgent, with a touch of sadness. I pin my hopes on the next stop. How many times can there be in life? I will travel far tomorrow. *-*-*-* * 4. The train hit again and again. The railroad tracks in the sun are like a long bright galaxy, flowing quietly in boundless time and space, shining with gorgeous light. Outside the window, green fields and strange towns are gradually unfolding, gradually closing and repeating, and the window is a landscape painting at any time and place. I saw ships cruising in the river, Jiangnan villages with white walls and blue tiles, and cities surrounded by green mountains. In my eyes, these things seem to be covered with fresh and strange colors. It was midnight when we arrived in Suzhou. The train slowly stopped at the station in the night.

7. Ancient poems about travel.

The willow on the river head is as white as snow, and pedestrians on the river urge goodbye.

If you want to take a long trip, you can't afford to fly. There are more flowers flying this year than last year. When will they be returned?

Recite Jiang Yan's fu affectionately, as by the Peach Blossom Pond. I hope you come back in the evening, and I hope you don't leave Zhangzhou too far.

Look at the catkins mercilessly, go with the wind and turn around. I have been in my hometown for many years, and I have a kind heart and a kind nature.

Only worry about the rivers and lakes, why worry about traveling far? Burn money and drink, pray for the wind, chase lovers west, chase east.

A floating family is carefree, and its name is not in the official register. The big ship craggily paddles, and the big woman can sing and the little woman can dance.

Qiting wine is sold every day, and I don't know the bitterness of human parting. There are many prostitutes on both sides of the Yangtze River, and thousands of families pass by at will.

Life is like Jia, except for the storm.

8. What poems describe the long journey?

1, I want to sit at home late at night and talk about people who travel far away. -Bai Juyi's Night Thoughts on the Winter Solstice in Handan

Interpretation: I believe that relatives at home will get together late at night today and should also talk about me as a traveler.

2, the neck is long and sighing, and the journey is thoughtful. -Cao Cao's "Bitter Cold Travel"

Interpretation: Long distance, long journey, and myriad thoughts.

When I was sixteen years old, you embarked on a long journey, crossing the Qingtang Canyon full of rocks and swirling water. -Li Bai's Long March 1

Interpretation: At the age of sixteen, you left home for Qutangxia.

4. If you are traveling far, you will get the moon first by being close to the water. -Song Yu's Nine Arguments

Interpretation: I am embarrassed, if it is a long trip. It's like a person traveling far, climbing a mountain near the water and sending it back.

5. Sea passengers sail in the wind. -Li Bai's "Estimate the Passenger Bank"

Interpretation: Haike takes a sea boat, and Tang Fan does business with the wind in the distance.

6, Hongyan does not come, his son travels far. -Si Kongtu's Twenty-four Poems Shen Zhu

Interpretation: Letters don't come, relatives travel far.

7. Three zhangs of snow in Tianshan Mountain. It's a long journey. -Li Bai's "Dugu"

Interpretation: Tianshan Mountain is now freezing, and the snow is three feet thick. How is this time suitable for long-distance travel?

8. Travel far with Hu Mantian's armor! -Du Fu's "Send Far"

Interpretation: Heaven and earth seem to be soldiers in armor. Why should I travel when the war is turbulent?

9. I am not as good as this bird. I drowned while traveling. -Li Bai, "Qiu Pu feels that the owner is Yan Ji"

Interpretation: I am ashamed. I'm not even as good as Hu Yandou. I left my wife for more than a year.

10, if you travel far today, it will be in vain. -Gao Shi's Trilogy of Leading Qing Yi Army into Juyong.

Interpretation: After walking so far here, there is really only a meager salary.

9. Ancient poems about going out to study

Meng Jiao's Ode to a Wandering Son is the clothes that Tang Dynasty carefully sewed and mended for his wayward son with the thread in the hands of his loving mother, and it took an inch of grass to get three times of spring glow. 1. You people from my old country, tell me what happened there! . The next day at the window, cold plum blossoms? (Wang Wei: Miscellaneous Poems) 2. Young people leave home, old people return, and the local accent has not changed. When children meet strangers, they will smile and ask where the guests are from. (He Zhangzhi: "Back to Hometown") 3. Duan, winter passed and spring came again. When I came to my village and met people, I dared not ask a question. (Song Wenzhi: Crossing the Han River) 4. Under the blue mountain, we wound our way, and my boat and I walked along the green water until the river bank widened and the wind was hanging at low tide. Things have changed day and night, the old days of Jiang Chunren. Where the hometown book can reach, the geese return to Luoyang. (Wang Wan: "Under the Mountain in the North" is full of thoughts. Xue Daoheng: "People are homesick every day". The foot of my bed is shining with such bright light. Is it frosty already? Looking up, I found it was moonlight, sinking again, and I suddenly remembered home. (Li Bai: "Silent Night Thinking") 7. Whose flute fluttered in the dark and scattered to the spring breeze in Los Angeles. Who can't stand homesickness in this nocturne? (Li Bai: Listening to the Flute in Los Angeles on a Spring Night) 8. Guest. However, I hope that Bing is my hometown. ("Liuzao: Traveling North") 9. A vagrant hears drums that indicate fighting, and a wild goose rings in autumn. He knows that the dew will be frost tonight, and how bright the moonlight is at home! Oh, my brothers, lost and scattered, what does life mean to me without you? However, if there is something wrong with letters in peacetime, what can I expect in wartime? . (Du Fu: Remembering my brother on a moonlit night) Li Bai's "To Wang Lun" Li Bai was about to leave by boat when he suddenly heard singing on the shore. Peach Blossom Pond is deeper in thousands of feet than in Wang Lun. The north wind blows geese, and snowflakes are falling. Mochow has no confidant in the road ahead, and everyone in the world doesn't know what you want: 1. Dong Da: Dong Lanting was a famous piano player during the reign of Emperor Xuanzong of the Tang Dynasty, ranking first among his brothers, so he was called "Dong Da". 2. twilight. 3. Jun: It refers to Dongda University. The sun sets in Huang Da. Everyone in the world doesn't know that you are a talented pianist Dong. Chinese: This is a farewell poem to the famous pianist Dong. The first two sentences, "Thousands of miles away in Huang Yun, the white sky is shining, and the goose feathers and heavy snow are flying in the north wind", simply describe the scene at that time: the north wind roared, and the yellow sand and Li Qian covered the sky, so that the clouds seemed to turn yellow and were originally bright. Like the afterglow of the sunset, the snow is falling, and the geese fly neatly to the south. In this desolate and magnificent environment, the poet bid farewell to the musician who was stunted but unappreciated. The last two sentences, "Mochow doesn't know the way forward, and everyone knows you", are comforting his friends: Don't worry about meeting your bosom friend, everyone knows you Dong Lanting! How loud and powerful the words are, full of confidence and strength in comfort, inspiring friends to struggle and struggle. A night-mooring near maple bridge, Zhang Ji, Cold Night, Jiang Feng, fishing, sleeping. At Hanshan Temple outside Gusu, the midnight bell rang to the passenger ship. Meaning: 1 Qiao Feng: The name of the bridge is outside Suzhou today. 2. Sleep at night: berth the boat on the shore at night. 3. Jiangfeng: Maple trees by the river. 4. Fishing fire: lights on fishing boats. 5. Sleeping anxiously: the passengers on the ship can't sleep. 6. Suzhou: Suzhou. 7. Hanshan Temple: It is in the west of Qiao Feng, because there was a poem called Hanshan in the early Tang Dynasty. The fishing fire on the river is gloomy and I can't sleep. It's already late at night, and in the dark, the bells of Hanshan Temple outside Suzhou are swaying to my fishing boat. Chinese: On autumn night, a passenger ship from afar was moored at Fengqiao outside Suzhou. Tomorrow has fallen, crows crow, frost is everywhere, maple trees on the river, and fishing fires are lit. Let him feel how desolate it is. In just two sentences, this poem describes what the poet saw, heard and felt, and draws a picture of a lonely autumn night. But the last two sentences are more attractive. The midnight bell of Hanshan Temple not only sets off the tranquility of the night, but also impacts the poet's lonely heart, making people feel eternity and loneliness in time and space, and generating endless reverie about life and history. This kind of poem.