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Poems about wandering wanderers.

1, "Who wants to go out"

Hu

After years of wandering, few family members get together.

If the home is good, who wants to go out?

Step 2: Falling leaves

Tang Dynasty: Kong Shaoan

Leaves fall in early autumn, such as guests.

If you don't want to go down, cherish the old forest.

Autumn comes early and leaves fall, which is frightening; The feeling of dying is like the experience of this distant guest. Leaves flying around, as if unwilling to fall to the ground; Still saying I can't bear to leave this forest.

3, "Ask the Boat"

Tang Dynasty: Meng Haoran

Ask the boat in the evening, what is the future.

Wantou is like a berth, and there is a storm in Huaihe River.

At dusk, I asked the rower how many miles ahead. The boatman said, "The boat has just stopped at the bend of the river, and the Huaihe River is high and windy."

4. Luo Yan Henglin Tianxiang

Song Dynasty: He Zhu

Cooking smoke fills the forest, distant mountains sink, and bells and drums ring at dusk. Candles reflect the curtain, flies remind the machine, and * * * bitter cold autumn wind dew. Sleepless thinking about women, Qi Heying, and several anvil pestles. Disturbing the world's tired officials, life is old.

In those days, drunkards were conceited, called Dong Jun, and paid with spring. Wandering in the north road, visiting Nanpu, I hate no one to talk to. Lai Yue Ming, who once knew this old place. If you follow the clouds, you will leave in your dreams.

Smoke enveloped the forest, the setting sun fell into the distant mountains, and the bells and drums sounded intermittently at dusk. Candlelight shining on the window seems to remind us that everyone hates the dew in the clear autumn. Those poor homesick women who can't sleep send an anvil in the wind and insects. The sound alarmed the tired travelers wandering around the world, only to find that it was the end of another year.

I used to be conceited because of drunkenness, thinking that the god of spring had paid for the beauty of March. Unexpectedly, I wandered around North Road all the year round, sometimes leaving Nanpu by boat, and no one poured out my deep thoughts. Rely on the bright moon to know where she went in the past, bring her to me and send her there.

5. Customer evaluation bank

Tang Dynasty: Li Bai

Sea passengers ride the daytime wind and sail their ships far away.

For example, birds in the clouds disappear without a trace.

Haike is driving a sea boat and doing business in the distance in the wind. Like a bird flying in the clouds, there is no trace when it goes.

6. "Jinling Post No.1"

Song Dynasty: Wen Tianxiang

The grass leaves the palace and turns to the morning glow. What makes a lonely cloud?

The mountains and rivers are the same, but the people in the city are different.

Reed flowers grow old with me everywhere. Who will fly next to the swallows in my hometown?

From now on, I will leave Jiangnan Road and become a crow with blood.

Where is your home in the palace full of weeds in the sunset? The great rivers and mountains of the motherland are no different from the original ones, and the people have become subjects of alien rule. The reed flowers on the ground are as old as me, the people are displaced and the country is dead. Now I have to leave this familiar old place, and there is no hope of returning to the south. Let my soul come back after my death!