Ancient poems about travel

Travel

Dynasty: Tang Dynasty

Author: Jia Dao

This is not a single thing, just like a biography. We have been apart from the old country for many days, and we have no old friends.

In the empty nest, frost leaves fall, and fireflies penetrate the sparse water. The monk was left to stay in the forest and sat in silence at midnight.

"Tian Jing Sha · Autumn Thoughts" Ma Zhiyuan

Withered vines and old trees are full of crows, small bridges and flowing water are home to people, and the old road has a westerly wind and a thin horse. The sun sets in the west, and the heartbroken people are at the end of the world.

"Returning the Shibi Jingshe to the Lake" by Xie Lingyun

The weather changes at dusk, and the mountains and rivers are filled with clear light.

Qinghui can entertain people, but wanderers forget to return home.

The day of leaving the valley is still early, and the sun has already faded when entering the boat.

The forest valleys are dim, and the clouds are closing in the sunset.

The wildflowers and lotuses reflect the sky one after another, and the weeds depend on each other.

The wind flows towards the south path, and the joy opens to the east.

Consideration of indifference means taking things lightly, and it is not against the law to be comfortable.

I would like to send a message to health-preserving people, try this recommendation.

"Reminiscences of Jiangnan" by Bai Juyi

Jiangnan is good, and the scenery is familiar to me.

When the sun rises, the flowers on the river are as red as fire.

When spring comes, the river is as green as blue.

I can’t forget Jiangnan.

"Remembering the South of the Yangtze River" by Bai Juyi

Reminiscing about the South of the Yangtze River,

The most memorable thing is Hangzhou:

Looking for osmanthus seeds in the moonlight in the mountain temple, on the pillow in the county pavilion Look at the tide,

When will we come back again?

<> Wang Wei

The bicycle wanted to ask about the border, but the country was in Yan.

Zheng Peng left Hansai, returned to Yan and entered Hutian.

The solitary smoke in the desert is straight, and the sun is setting over the long river.

When Xiao Guan meets Hou Qi, they all protect Yan Ran.

<> Wang Ji

How common is the boat, the water is empty and long.

The clouds rise far away from Xiu, and the sunshine gradually flows back.

The noisy cicada forest is more than quiet, and the bird singing mountain is even more secluded.

I miss this place so much, I have been traveling there for so many years