1. Poems about roads

Roads

Thick threads connect urban and rural areas, and we are busy day and night with heavy responsibilities on our shoulders.

Send away the ties of poverty and love, and eat and drink with high spirits.

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The great changes in China are generous and generous.

The narrow path becomes a highway, and the gorge road leads to Haocang.

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China has thousands of miles of great rivers and mountains, but there are dangers along the way.

There is no shortcut to the top, so climb bravely in the wind and snow.

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The wind and rain are vast, and the ditches are always difficult to level.

The bumps and bumps are meaningless, the twists and turns are meaningless.

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There are thousands of them, and the right roads reach to the sky.

Don’t let the floating clouds cover your eyes, enjoy the joy of the Yangguan Avenue. 2. Poems about roads

There is no road in the mountains and rivers, and there is another village with dark willows and bright flowers. The road is long and far away, I will search up and down.

Don’t worry, there will be no friends in the future. No one in the world will know you.

A horse’s power can be seen from a distance, and a person’s heart can be seen from time to time.

During the Qingming Festival, it rains heavily, and pedestrians on the road feel like dying. The long embankment is covered with willows and the road is bright with flowers.

The wine and meat in Zhumen stinks, and there are frozen bones on the road.

On Jiu Zhishan Temple Road, I used to stay in wild people’s houses. "Sending Du Shaofu to Shuzhou"

Author: Wang Bo

The city gate assists the Three Qin Dynasties, and the wind and smoke look out to the Wujin.

I want to say goodbye to you, both are eunuchs.

There are close friends in the sea, and they are like neighbors in the world.

Inaction is on the road, and the children are wet with towels. Thirty years of fame and dust, eight thousand miles of clouds and moon.

Looking at the thousands of miles ahead, the lucky stars will shine to the end of the world.

I reported that the road was long and the sun was setting, and I learned poems with amazing lines.

The four seas are churning with clouds and waterways, and the five continents are shaking with wind and thunder. Ma Yin knows the road and is really tired. The cicadas still make a sound when they are swallowing.

You can't be seen on the mountain winding road, and there is only a place for horses to walk in the sky above the snow.

A lifetime of thinking about breaking through the world of mortals, the sword is hidden in Luxuan.

Split the path of life and death with both hands, and cut off the root of right and wrong with one knife. Thirty years of fame and dust, eight thousand miles of clouds and moon

Looking ahead thousands of miles, the stars of good fortune are shining to the end of the world.

I reported that the road was long and the sun was setting, and I learned poems with amazing lines.

The four seas are churning with clouds and waterways, and the five continents are shaking with wind and thunder.

The bright moon in the empty garden is leisurely and leisurely, and the night is long and the road is far away and the mountains are mountainous.

Today the frost is heavy on the east gate road, and the waning moon shines on Hengtang for half a day. 3. Poems about describing roads

"Road" - Xuan Bao

Going north, south, east and west, there is a vast expanse of dust. Guanhe River is endless, and there are pedestrians in the wind and snow.

Extremely dangerous mountains lead to Shu, and many flat areas lead to Qin. Those who are interested in fame and fortune have frequent contacts.

"Tao" - Li Qiao

The bronze camel is divided into Gongluo, and the sword pavilion is low towards Qiong. The purple is three thousand miles away, and the brothel has twelve levels.

The dust in the jade pass is like snow, and the horse in the golden cave is like a dragon. Today on the middle road, we can meet Yao Zun even more.

"Building Roads" - Lu You

In the rain, the road was broken and muddy, and the wood and rocks were scattered all over the place. But it's enough to just walk, I don't have a halberd or a high chariot.

"Roadside Song" - Lu You

The road goes out from the north to the south, and the wheels never stop. Are they all geniuses? I am hungry till nightfall.

"Huqiu Temple Road is heavy last year" - Bai Juyi

Since the opening of Shansi Road, water and land traffic has been frequent. Silver leads the arrogant horses, and flower boats carry beauties. The lotus seeds are growing everywhere, and the peach and plum seeds are still new. It's better to live on the lake embankment and keep a trace of spring.

Read thousands of books and travel thousands of miles.

The long embankment is covered with willows, and the road is bright with flowers.

The wine and meat in Zhumen stinks, and there are frozen bones on the road.

On Jiu Zhishan Temple Road, I used to stay in wild people’s houses.

Ma Yin knows the road and is really tired. The cicadas still make a sound when they swallow.

You can't be seen on the mountain winding road, and there is only a place for horses to walk in the sky above the snow.

A lifetime of thinking about breaking through the world of mortals, the sword is hidden in Luxuan.

Split the road of life and death with both hands, and cut off the root of right and wrong with one knife

The road is long and long, and I will search up and down

Don’t worry about the road ahead without any friends. Who in the world does not know you?

There is no way out despite the mountains and rivers, and there is another village with dark flowers and bright flowers

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Ideal

(Liusha River)

Ideal It is a stone, knocking out a spark;

The ideal is a fire, lighting the extinguished lamp;

The ideal is a lamp, lighting up the road at night;

The ideal It's the road that leads you to dawn.

In an era of hunger and cold, the ideal is food and clothing;

In an era of food and clothing, the ideal is civilization.

In an era of chaos, the ideal is stability;

In an era of stability, the ideal is prosperity.

Ideals are like pearls, one connected to the other.

Throughout the past and present, they are connected to the future, and their gleaming light is endless.

Beautiful pearl string, the backbone of history,

The past reflects on the present, the present reflects on the future, and the ancestors reflect on the descendants.

Ideal is a compass, guiding the ship;

Ideal is a ship, carrying you on a long journey to the sea.

But sometimes the ideal is like the arc of the sea and the sky kissing each other.

It is just out of reach, torturing your enterprising heart.

Ideals make you observe life with a smile;

Ideals make you stubbornly resist fate.

Ideals make you forget your premature gray hair;

Ideals make you still naive when your hair turns gray.

Ideal is an alarm clock, crushing your golden dream;

Ideal is soap, washing away your selfish heart.

Ideal is both a kind of gain,

Ideal is also a kind of sacrifice.

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The laughter in loneliness, the bitterness in laughter.

Ideals make honest people often suffer misfortunes;

Ideals make unfortunate people survive from desperate situations.

Ordinary people become great because they have ideals;

A person with ideals is a "capital person".

There are always people in the world who abandon their ideals.

Ideals never abandon anyone.

To give new life to sinners, ideal is the fairy grass that revives the soul;

To call back the prodigal son, ideal is a loving mother.

There is no need to be resentful when your ideal has been tarnished.

That is the devil testing your steadfastness.

There is no need to cry when your ideal has been stolen.

Go find it quickly and be careful in the future!

A hero loses his ideals and turns into a mediocre person.

Disgustingly boasts about his achievements;

A mediocre person loses his ideals and turns into a mediocre person.

Cursing the situation in front of him ridiculously.

If they bloom ideally, peaches and plums will bear sweet fruits;

If they sprout ideally, elms and poplars will have deep shade.

Please ride on your ideal horse and set off with a whip.

The spring scenery is just right on the road and the sun is sunny in the sky. 4. Poems or famous aphorisms about "road".

Let's go on the journey of life.

The future is very long and very dark. But don't be afraid.

Only those who are not afraid have a road ahead of them - Lu Xun The road is made by feet, and history is written by people. Every step a person takes is writing his or her own history.

—— Ji Hongchang Bad habits will always hinder your path to fame, profit and enjoyment. —— Shakespeare A warrior always pursues light. He does not lie under the clear sky and enjoy the sunshine, but lights a torch in the dark night to light the way for people and lead them towards the dawn.

——Ba Jin There is no road in the world. When more people walk, it becomes a road. —— Gorky There is no road in the world. When there are more people walking, it becomes a road. ——Lu Xun walks his own way. Let others tell the road - Dante's road is boundless, everyone goes one way - As the saying goes, there is a road in the mountain of books, and diligence is the path - Ancient poems tell the distance of horse power, and time will tell people's hearts - Proverb: The road is long and we have a long way to go. Searching from top to bottom - Qu Yuan 1. Hope does not matter whether it is something or not. This is just like the road on the ground. In fact, there is no road on the ground. When there are more people walking on it, it becomes a road. (Lu Xun) 2. Shushan There is a road with diligence as a path, and there is no limit to the sea of ??learning and hard work as a boat. 3. The road is long and long, and I will go up and down to search for it. (Qu Yuan) ① You can't be seen on the winding mountain road, and there is a place for horses to walk in the sky above the snow. (Cen Shen) ② There is no way out despite the mountains and rivers, and there is another village with dark flowers and bright flowers.

(Lu You) ③The green mountains are surrounded by no way, and suddenly thousands of sails are reflected. (Wang Anshi) ④We see off guests on Hengtang Road every year, and the drizzle falls on the painted boat.

(Fan Chengda) ⑤ I advise you not to carve stubborn stones, as pedestrians’ mouths on the road are like monuments. (Volume 17) ⑥It rains heavily during the Qingming Festival, and pedestrians on the road feel like dying.

(Du Mu) ⑦As a wild old man, there is no responsibility anymore, and the wanderers on the road will eventually be tempted. (Lu You) ⑧The clouds open and thousands of peaks emerge from the Wu Gorge, and the road turns into a straight stream of the Bajiang River.

(Wu Bentai) ⑨ Guhou melons are sold on the roadside, and Mr. Willow is in front of the door. (Wang Wei) ⑩ If you cannot climb the road, you will lose your strength and plummet.

(Han Yu) There is no road in this world, but when there are more people walking, it becomes a road.