1. 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. 2. Famous sayings and poems about "road"

All roads lead to Rome

There is no road in the world, but it becomes a road when more people walk on it - Lu Xun

Go your own way and let others tell you - Dante

The road is endless, everyone should go their own way - proverb

There are roads in the mountains of books and diligence is the path - ancient poem< /p>

A long road will tell the strength of a horse, but time will tell a person’s heart - Proverb

The road is long and long, and I will search up and down - Qu Yuan

1. Hope It doesn’t matter what it is or what it doesn’t. 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. There is a road in the mountain of books. For the path, I have learned the endless sea and worked hard to make a boat.

3. The road is long and long, and I will search for it up and down. (Qu Yuan)

① I can’t see you when I turn around the mountain road. There is a place for horses to walk in the sky above the snow. (Cen Shen<Bai Xuege sends Magistrate Wu back to the capital>)

②The mountains and rivers are full of doubts and there is no way out, and the willows are dark and the flowers are bright in another village. (Lu You<Visiting Shanxi Village>)

③The green mountains are surrounded by no way, and suddenly thousands of sails are reflected. (Wang Anshi<Jiang Shang>)

④We see off guests on Hengtang Road every year, and the drizzle hangs down on the painted boat. (Fan Chengda<Hengtang>)

⑤ I advise you not to carve stubborn stones, as pedestrians on the road have words like monuments. (<Wu Deng Hui Yuan> Volume 17)

⑥It rains heavily during the Qingming Festival, and pedestrians on the road feel like they are dying. (Du Mu<Qingming>)

⑦As a wild old man, I have no responsibility, and there are refugees on the road who are eventually tempted. (Lu You<Chong Ri Zaxing>)

⑧The clouds come out of the Wu Gorge and the thousand peaks come out, and the road turns to the Bajiang River. (Wu Bentai<Gift to Bashu>)

⑨The old Hou melons are sold on the roadside, and Mr. Liu is in front of the door. (Wang Wei<Veteran's Journey>)

⑩The road cannot be climbed, and the strength will plummet when the momentum is lost. (Han Yu<Listen to Ying Shiqin>) 3. What are some poems that can describe the long way to go?

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

From: Qu Yuan's "Li Sao" during the Warring States Period.

Translation: In the pursuit of truth, the road ahead is still long, but I will persevere and spare no effort to pursue and explore.

2. Traveling is difficult! Traveling is difficult! There are many different roads, where are you now?

From: "The Road Is Difficult - Part One" by Li Bai of the Tang Dynasty.

Translation: How difficult! How difficult! There are so many different roads, where is the real avenue?

3. From the east to the sea, when will the rivers return to the west?

From: Han Dynasty·Anonymous "Han Yuefu·Chang Ge Xing".

Translation: Hundreds of rivers are rushing eastward to the sea. When can they return to the west again?

4. Where is Chang'an? The wet clouds blow and the rain is cold.

From: Nalan Xingde's "Bodhisattva Barbarian: The Mountain City Road Full of Hazelnuts" by Nalan Xingde of the Qing Dynasty.

Translation: Looking into the distance, wherever I look, I see cool clouds and cold rain. My hometown is far away, even farther away.

5. There is not much way to get to Pengshan, and the blue bird is diligent in visiting.

From: Tang Dynasty Li Shangyin's "Untitled·It's Hard to Say Goodbye When We Meet".

Translation: The other party’s residence is not far away from Penglai Mountain, but there is no way to get there and it is out of reach. I hope there will be a messenger like a blue bird who will diligently visit my lover for me. 4. Poems about walking

Although the question is about walking far away, I suddenly want to recommend a poem about cherishing the present. I don’t know why, but I really want to recommend this one

Today I just want to quietly

lie next to someone,

let the shadow of the clouds in the sky float across our faces for thousands of years.

We have loved and forgotten

Like grass growing through our fingers,

submerging our bodies until

it Into dust, fossils, and stars.

The rustling of fallen leaves speaks to us,

This is the chirping of spring birds in the distance,

It is the water flowing through homes in the world,

People walk through old dreams and useless poems, sunsets and broken bridges.

Walking through the detritus of our words,

The long nights we spent with resentment;

Singing some hoarse, off-key ballads,

Smile a smile that will never come back for anyone.

Ah, the plain is expanding,

A road stretches on the forgotten map,

I turn into the wind in the darkness night after night,

Turn into a candle, burning our own emptiness.

Stop telling stories about strangers;

It’s just crickets nibbling on your pillow.

Don’t talk about the eternal existence of past life, present life and sun and moon.

The sand clock is turning over, turning over the barren spiritual platform.

Migratory birds flank in the sunset,

A season comes sadly like this,

After singing, it sings again,

The world disappears and it can only do this. 5. Poems about the road

The empty middle sentence: I have to go when I am warm, there is a road in front of the door. ("Sitting at Night")

Xu Ning's sentence The old road in the green mountains is here, and I return home drunk. ("Farewell to Mr. Bai")

Liu Deren's sentence: Although my wife is the emperor, she is the emperor and has no relatives. ("Studying Records")

Shi Jianwu's sentence: The boat is the way out, and the official is a slave. ("Gift to the Master of the Salt Official")

Bao Rong's sentence: There are many roads in thousands of miles, and the sky and the earth are narrow. (See Zhang Wei's "Host and Guest Picture")

Lu Yanrang's sentence The mules and camels arrived in the clouds, and the tigers dragged the wreckage in the snow. ("Road to Shu")

Sentence by Shen Bin: Nine thoroughfares are secretly competing for the road, and the four seas are fighting with different intentions. ("Chronicle")

Yan Zhenqing's Seven-Character Couple A long road to swallow the silk. ☆Yan Zhenqing is hard to tell when looking at the eyelashes of chives, mosquitoes and mosquitoes. ☆Jiaoran

Ren Jie’s dream verse. Returning from my homeland a long way away (Shansou), I can see endless distances in the spring breeze. (玠)

Li Ang's title in the palace: Spring grass grows on the chariot road, and when the flowers grow in the forest. There is no limit to what you can do based on your height, and no courtiers know.

Twenty-five poems by Shangguan Zhaorong and Princess You Changning flowing in the cup pool. Walking lazily on the Tiantai Road, you can only climb Difei Mountain. The secluded rock is full of fairy osmanthus, and you can climb it as much as you want today.

Nie Yizhong's Hengchui Quci·Chang'an Road There are no horses stationed here, and there are still wheels running at night. Therefore, the grass on the roadside is less than the dust on clothes.

Dai Shulun's Songs of Xianghe·Zhaojun's Poems If the Han Palace is far or near, the road is on sandy roads. If you can't return until you die, who will look south?

Li Xia's Songs of Harmony·Three Poems of Resentment Flowers illuminate the road after farewell, and hanging leaves are exposed after farewell. Singing and dancing must be timely, how to sit in mourning as a concubine.

Zhang Hu’s Qin Songs and Songs·Two Songs of Zhaojun’s Resentment The border city is thousands of miles away, and traveling through thousands of mountains is difficult. When you raise your head, you can only see the moon. Where is Chang'an?

Cui Guofu's Miscellaneous Songs and Songs·A Young Man's Journey to Changle. The coral whip is left behind, but the white horse cannot be arrogant. The willows are folded in the Zhangtai, and the spring grass is in love by the roadside.

Liu Yuxi’s Miscellaneous Songs·Ji Nange The wind and smoke of Ji Nancheng, the dusty Jingmen Road. In the cold weather, beast hunters walk up to Fan Ji's tomb.

Cui Guofu's Miscellaneous Songs and Songs·Xiao Changgan Qu The moon is dark and the lake breeze blows, and we can't find the way. The water chestnuts keep singing, knowing that they are in this pond.

Yuan Zhen's Miscellaneous Songs and Songs·Five Interpretations of City Building Songs Building a city requires hard work, as the city is high and can hide thieves. But I'm afraid there are many routes for thieves, and there is a city that can't cover them.

Chen Shuda's Early Years A gentle breeze rises from the heavenly road, and a severe air dissipates from the ice well. The rope branches are not soft, and the leakage will last forever.

Wang Ji Returning to the East River at Night The moss on the stone should be pragmatic, and the branches should be easy to climb. The road back to the Qingxi River is straight, and I will return by singing at night under the moon.

Wang Ji Farewell to Li Chushi in the Mountains As the road goes to the east stream, people come and go gradually. When spring wine is ripe in the mountains, where can we stop?

Lu Zhaolin sent his second brother to Shu, Guanshan Kezi Road, Hualiu Emperor City. As soon as they parted ways, they looked at each other in silence.

Zhang Jiuling replied to Lu Li: Pine leaves can be used as wine. How much can you make in spring? Not to mention the mountain road is far away, even walking in the snow can pass it. 6. Ancient poems about walking

Li Bai - "Sleepwalking Tianmu's Song of Farewell"

Haike talks about Yingzhou, and it is difficult to find a letter in the dim sea.

The people of Yue are talking to Tianmu, and the clouds are bright and extinguished or can be seen.

Tianmu stretches the sky towards the sky, pulling out the five mountains to cover Chicheng.

The rooftop is 48,000 feet long, and it is tilted toward the southeast.

I want to dream of Wuyue, and fly across the Jinghu Lake in the moonlight overnight.

The moon over the lake shines on my shadow and sends me to Yanxi River.

Xie Gong’s residence is still there today, and the Lu River is rippling and the apes are crying.

Wearing Xie Gong's clogs, we climbed the Qingyun Ladder.

The sun can be seen from half of the wall, and the sky chickens can be heard in the sky.

Thousands of rocks have endless twists and turns, and the path is uncertain. The lost flowers leaning against the rocks are suddenly dim.

Bears roar and dragons sing in Yinyan Spring, and chestnut trees in deep forests are astonishing at the top of the mountain.

The clouds are green and it looks like it is raining, and the water is watery and smokey.

The columns were struck by thunderbolts, and the hills collapsed. The cave sky stone fan opens suddenly.

The blue sky is vast and bottomless, and the sun and moon shine on the gold and silver platform.

The neon is the clothes, the wind is the horse, and the kings of the clouds come and go one after another.

The tiger, the drum, the harp, the luan, come back to the car, and the immortals are lined up like hemp.

Suddenly the soul palpitates and the soul moves, and suddenly starts to sigh.

Only when I sleep on my pillow, I lose the ever-present haze.

The same is true for pleasure in the world. Since ancient times, everything has flowed eastwards.

When will you return when you leave? Let me leave the white deer among the green cliffs.

I will ride to visit famous mountains as soon as I have to go. An Neng can destroy his eyebrows and bend his waist to serve the powerful.

It makes me unhappy.

Untitled

Tao Yuanming

The wise man enjoys the picturesque mountains,

The benevolent man enjoys the boundless waters.

A glass of wine calmly,

A cup of tea indifferently.

The drizzle obscures the small stone bridge,

The spring breeze ripples the small bamboo raft.

The moonflower dances alone in the dark night,

There is poetry and calligraphy in the belly. 7. What are the poems about "road"

1. There are no horses stationed here, and there are still wheels running in the night. Therefore, the grass on the roadside is less than the dust on clothes. ——Nie Yizhong's "Hengchui Quci·Chang'an Road"

2. If the Han Palace is far or near, the road will be on sandy roads. If you can't return until you die, who will look south? ——Dai Shulun's "Xianghe Song Ci·Zhaojun Ci"

3. When you say goodbye, flowers illuminate the road, and when you say goodbye, the hanging leaves are revealed. Singing and dancing must be timely, how to sit in mourning as a concubine. ——Li Xia's "Xianghe Song Ci·Three Poems of Resentment"

4. The border city is thousands of miles away, and traveling through thousands of mountains is difficult. When you raise your head, you can only see the moon. Where is Chang'an? ——Zhang Hu's "Qin Songs and Songs·Two Songs of Zhaojun's Resentment"

5. The wind and smoke mark Nancheng, and the dusty Jingmen Road. In the cold weather, beast hunters walk up to Fan Ji's tomb. ——Liu Yuxi's "Miscellaneous Songs·Jinan Ge"

6. The dark moon sends the lake breeze, and the road is blocked. The water chestnuts keep singing, knowing that they are in this pond. ——Cui Guofu's "Miscellaneous Songs·Xiao Changgan Qu"

7. You need to work hard to build a city, because the city is high and can hide thieves. But I'm afraid there are many routes for thieves, and there is a city that can't cover them. ——Yuan Zhen's "Miscellaneous Songs and Songs·Five Interpretations of City-Building Songs"

8. There is a secret struggle for the road through the crown of Jiuqu, and there are many different intentions in fighting across the sea. ——Shen Bin's "Chronicles"

9. The gentle wind rises on the sky, and the strict air dissipates the ice well. The rope branches are not soft, and the leakage will last forever. ——Chen Shuda's "The Early Years"

10. For the road to the east stream, people come and go gradually. When spring wine is ripe in the mountains, where can we stop? ——Wang Ji's "Farewell to Li Chushi in the Mountains" 8. Poems related to the road

1. Leaving the coral whip behind, the white horse cannot be proud. The willows are folded in the Zhangtai, and the spring grass is in love by the roadside. ——Cui Guofu

2. Wind and smoke Ji Nancheng, dusty Jingmen Road. In the cold weather, beast hunters walk up to Fan Ji's tomb. ——Liu Yuxi

3. There are no horses stationed here, and there are still wheels running at night. Therefore, the grass on the roadside is less than the dust on clothes. ——Nie Yizhong

4. If the Han Palace is far or near, the road will be on sandy roads. If you can't return until you die, who will look south? ——Dai Shulun

5. There are many roads in thousands of miles, and the world is narrow. ——Bao Rong

6. The mules and camels arrive in the clouds, and the tiger pulls out the debris in the snow. ——Lu Yanrang

7. For the Xiangdong River Road, people gradually gain credit for their journey. When spring wine is ripe in the mountains, where can we stop? ——Wang Ji

8. Guanshan Kezi Road, Hualiu Emperor City. As soon as they parted ways, they looked at each other in silence. ——Lu Zhaolin

9. Pine leaves can be used as wine. How much can you make in spring. Not to mention the mountain road is far away, even walking in the snow can pass it. ——Zhang Jiuling

10. You have to go when you are warm, there is a road in front of the door. ——Xu Zhong 9. Poems describing walking

Tang Dynasty Li Bai's "Sleepwalking Tianmu's Song of Farewell"

Haike talks about Yingzhou, and it is hard to find a letter in the mist.

The people of Yue are talking to Tianmu, and the clouds are bright and extinguished or can be seen.

Tianmu stretches the sky towards the sky, pulling out the five mountains to cover Chicheng.

The rooftop is 48,000 feet long, and it is tilted toward the southeast.

I want to dream of Wuyue, and fly across the Jinghu Lake in the moonlight overnight.

The moon over the lake shines on my shadow and sends me to Yanxi River.

Xie Gong’s residence is still there today, and the Lu River is rippling and the apes are crying.

Wearing Xie Gong's clogs, we climbed the Qingyun Ladder.

The sun can be seen from half of the wall, and the sky chickens can be heard in the sky.

Thousands of rocks have endless twists and turns, and the path is uncertain. The lost flowers leaning against the rocks are suddenly dim.

Bears roar and dragons sing in Yinyan Spring, and chestnut trees in deep forests are astonishing at the top of the mountain.

The clouds are green and it looks like it is raining, and the water is watery and smokey.