Ancient poets have been to so many places.

Poetry and distance seem to be the fate of poets.

They went to Hanshan Temple, where the moon was setting, listening to the bell, and they were worried about fishing.

They are far away from Saibei, "walking on the snowy seaside, sand, coming up from the desert, and prospering";

They "bid farewell to the colorful clouds in Bai Di", and the monkeys kept crying, but the canoe had passed Chung Shan Man. ...

I really can't imagine that in ancient times, "traffic basically depended on walking, communication basically depended on shouting", and the poet had actually been to so many places!

Travel around the world with Li Bai

Li Bai, the "first tour guide" among poets, was the first traveler to punch in.

Li Bai was born in tokmak (Broken Leaf City in Tang Dynasty) in Central Asia, and then moved to Sichuan. At the age of 25, he left Sichuan alone, "brave the sword to serve the country, bid farewell to his loved ones and travel far away", and began his own hiking plan willfully in the territory of the Tang Dynasty.

Take the Shu Road, which is "difficult to go to the sky", and climb the Jiange, which is "and one person can't defend it but ten thousand people can't force it"; Traveling in Chengdu, climbing the eyebrows of moths, leaving home with swords, leaving relatives and traveling far away; Riding a canoe, "Go to the Three Gorges in Qingxi at night, and miss you without seeing Yuzhou"; "Leaving Baidi Caiyun, Jiangling will return thousands of miles a day."

He went to Jingmen and visited Chu. "But junshan is good, paving the way for Hunan water. Baling unlimited wine, drunk killing Dongting autumn ";

Send confidant Meng Haoran to the Yellow Crane Tower, "Fireworks go to Yangzhou in March"; In the Yellow Crane Tower, I met a poem that I can't surpass in my life, and I couldn't help saying, "Break the Yellow Crane Tower with one punch and kick Nautilus Island with one foot. There is a scene in front of me, and Cui Hao's poems are on it! "

Li Bai has traveled all over Xinjiang, Gansu, Sichuan, Hubei, Hunan, Jiangxi, Anhui, Jiangsu, Zhejiang, Henan, Shandong, Hebei, Shanxi, Shaanxi, Guizhou, Beijing, Chongqing and other/0/8 provinces, cities and autonomous regions, and has been to 206 counties, climbed more than 80 mountains and visited more than 60.

There are Emei in the west, Tiantai in the east, Lingling in the south and secluded rocks in the north. Li Bai traveled more than 25,000 Li in his life, which is equivalent to a Long March.

It is difficult to climb the Shu Road, Lushan Waterfall and Three Gorges. Following the footsteps of the poet Li Bai, the beautiful scenery of the Tang Dynasty was vividly described by Li Bai.

Du Fu, wandering from place to place

Teenagers trudge hard, frustrated in middle age, and die of war, displacement and depression in their later years. In order to escape the war, he traveled almost all the barren land in the Tang Dynasty.

Du Fu should be the poet who doesn't want to "toss" but is the most "toss".

But there is nothing I can do, although a country is divided and mountains and rivers remain forever.

Compared with Li Bai's leisure, Du Fu is much worse.

Born in a gentry, he has been eager to learn since he was a child. "Reading breaks thousands of books, and writing is like a god." When I was young, I roamed the five mountains, and Zhao Qi was dissolute. Lingtai Mountain was extremely outstanding. "All other mountains look short under the sky." ; I met Li Bai in Luoyang and traveled with Liang and Song.

In his later years, he was displaced, took refuge everywhere, and was captured and fled. He was concerned about the country and the people, and wrote "Three Officials and Three Farewells" full of blood and tears. I went to Qin Zhou in the west and built a thatched cottage beside Huanhuaxi in Chengdu. The group of children bullied the weak and feared the hard, and openly embraced Mao. "There is no dry place in the bedside table, and the feet that rained are like numbness."

In his later years, Du Fu "wandered in the southwest between heaven and earth" and passed through Yibin, Yuzhou and Kuizhou. "I have come three thousand miles. Sad this autumn, with my hundred years of sorrow, I climbed this peak alone ";

On the way to exile, he was concerned about the country and the people. "The news is in this distant west station! The north has been recovered! At first, I couldn't stop crying from my coat "; He was homesick, passed the Three Gorges, went to Jiangling, turned to public security, and went to Yueyang ... Finally, he died on the boat.

Eat and drink with Su Shi.

Su Shi is a walking "China on the tip of the tongue".

Su Shi spent most of his life in exile travel.

The highest official is only half a product lower than the prime minister. At the worst, he went to prison and almost died. Fortunately, he has a good attitude, broad-minded and generous, which also makes him feel very comfortable.

After being demoted, make Dongpo pork and bake some oysters. How can life be difficult?

In Hangzhou, he "wants to compare the West Lake to the West Lake", and then dredges the West Lake and builds the west embankment;

In Michigan, he is eager to "look at the northwest and shoot Sirius", "ask for wine from the sky on Mid-Autumn Festival night" and "I hope people will live for a long time, thousands of miles away" ...

In Chibi, I lamented that "life is like a dream, and a bottle is still in January"; It also reclaimed the sloping land in the east of the city, calling itself "Dongpo lay man".

He drinks, cooks fish, stews Dongpo meat and savors life. No one answered knocking at the door in the middle of the night, so he listened to the sound of the river on crutches. Boating in the lake, "The boat will die from now on, and Jianghai will send it for the rest of his life."

He was not afraid until he was exiled to Danzhou, Hainan. He simply regarded this place as his second hometown, running schools and studying style, and became a pioneer of Danzhou culture. "Bamboo poles and sandals are lighter than horses. Who's scared? A misty rain is a lifetime. "

"Life is like a trip, and I am also a pedestrian." On this road of life, Su Shi has gone through hardships, poetic and picturesque, and the years are long.

He ate prickly heat in Xuzhou. "Hands are rubbed into jade, and blue oil is fried into light yellow and deep";

Eating fish, bamboo shoots and pork in Huangzhou, "the Yangtze River knows the beauty of fish everywhere, and the bamboo mountains feel the fragrance of bamboo shoots" and "the good pork in Huangzhou is as cheap as dirt. You refuse to eat, the poor don't know how to cook, and you get up in the morning and play two bowls, so you don't care. "

In Sizhou, drink good tea and eat wild vegetables. "Snow foam and milk flowers float in the afternoon, and chrysanthemum buds try spring vegetables"; In Lingnan, he "eats 300 lychees a day" ...

Fish, pork, mutton, wild vegetables, fruits, snacks ... wherever he goes, it doesn't matter if he hasn't read his poems. There are delicious foods left by him all over the country, such as Dongpo pork, Dongpo elbow, Dongpo cake, Dongpo tofu and Dongpo crisp. ...

Go west along Cen Can.

Cen Can's life journey is a classic The Journey to the West.

Cen Can went to the fort twice.

Six years later, he had a cordial feeling for frontier scenery, military life and frontier customs, and wrote many excellent frontier works.

He passed the Hangu Pass and said, "Roots of grass and vines cover the ancient road, and the empty valley will remain unchanged for thousands of years"; On the way to Anxi, "a horse walks in the rubble, and all its hooves bleed", and he "knows the sufferings of the frontier", but "Wan Li wants nothing more than to serve the king".

He left Beijing to cross Weizhou, see Weishui and miss Qinchuan.

After Jiuquan, think about the former residence; Meet the emissary who went east to Beijing, "there is no pen and paper immediately when you meet, and you will be safe with your news";

Crossing the flaming mountain, "the red flame burns clouds and the inflammation is steaming";

Walking in the vast desert, "I don't know where to stay tonight, and Pingsha Wan Li is uninhabited."

He is in Hami, "watching the sunrise on the sand, watching the sun on the sand", "watching the battle all day long and smelling the drums every year";

He was on the wheel platform, "The north wind rolled white grass, and eight In the snow crossed the Tatar sky", and the general didn't take off his armor at night. The north wind cuts their faces like blades, but they still can't blow the frozen red flag. ...

Although the scenery described by the poet is not realistic in photos, it is more artistic than photos. Every word and sentence describes the scenic spot beautifully and moving.

Whether it is mountains and rivers, green water, architecture or gardens, it seems to be alive in poetry, which makes people immersive.

If you have the opportunity, you must travel with poetry once, which will definitely make you feel different.