Poems about ships

Leaves fall to the south and the north wind is bleak. My home is wandering by the river, and the sea of clouds is far away. I walked forward. I cried until my tears ran out and I returned to the sky. The smoke in the wind blurs where the ferry can be, and the vast river ripples in the sunset. -Meng Haoran's Early Cold Pregnancy

2. Listen to the whine of the mountain green ape, and listen to the river running in the dark. The wind on both sides of the strait rustled the branches and leaves, and the moonlight reflected on the river, a boat on a river. Jiande's scenery is good, but it's not my hometown. I still miss my old friends in Yangzhou. Recalling those two lines of tears that I couldn't restrain, I looked at the west side of the west bank and sent sadness to Yangzhou. -Meng Haoran's "From Tonglu to Yangzhou"

Li Bai was about to go by boat when he suddenly heard singing on the shore. -Li Bai's "To Wang Lun"

The apes on both sides of the Taiwan Strait can't stop crying, and the canoe has passed Chung Shan Man. -Li Bai's "The First Delivery of Baidicheng"

The spring water on the long dike is long and green, and flows into Zhanghe River. Don't listen to the voice urging you to go. You can't sail in a shallow place like Taoxi. -Wang Zhihuan's "Banquet Speech"

6. When my boat was sailing in the fog, the sunlight faded and old memories began. The vastness of the wilderness is deeper than trees, and the moon is very close to the moon. -Meng Haoran's "Sleeping in Jiande River"

7, Hanshan Temple outside Gusu City, the midnight bell to the passenger ship. -Zhang Ji is a night stop near Fengqiao.

8. Riding the wind and waves sometimes, and set my cloudy sail straight and bridge the deep, deep sea-Li Bai's "Difficult to Walk"

9, smoke and water are good, and relatives are miserable. The situation is that the beads are carrying passengers, that is, berthing the sail embankment. The sand goose goes with the boat, and the frog crows around the shore. At this time, there is still a smell, and you must lie in the west. -Du Mu's "Early Detention and Posting"

10, sail 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. -Li Bai's "Seeing Friends Off at Jingmen Ferry"

1 1, Cangxi County, Fujian Province, is cold and rainy. I was worried about slipping on horseback and pretended to row back. Green cherishes mountains and peaks, and yellow knows oranges and pomelo. The river is comfortable, sit still and relax. -Du Fu's "Release the Ship"

12, an old friend stayed in the West Yellow Crane Tower, and fireworks went down to Yangzhou in March. My friend's sail shadow faded away and disappeared at the end of the blue sky, only seeing the first line of the Yangtze River and heading for the distant horizon. -Li Bai's Yellow Crane Tower bid farewell to Meng Haoran on the way to Yangzhou.