Poems about the sadness of the journey 1. Poetry about the journey.
Complete works of Lv Ji's poems
1, overnight berth on Jiande River
Tang Meng Hao ran
Stop the boat in a foggy small state, when new worries come to the guest's heart.
The vastness of the wilderness is deeper than trees, and the moon is very close to the moon.
2. "Smell the flute in Los Angeles on a spring night"
Tang Libai
Yu Di's dark flying sound scattered into the spring breeze in Los Angeles.
In this serenade, I heard the breaking sound of willow trees. No one can miss home!
3. Night berth near Fengqiao
Tang zhangji
Crows fell on the moon, crowed coldly, slept on maple trees, and slept in fishing lanes by the river.
In the lonely Hanshan Temple outside Suzhou, the bell that rang in the middle of the night reached the passenger ship.
4. "Doing Good and Walking Early"
Tang Wen Ting Yun
I began to recruit priests in the morning and felt sorry for my hometown.
When a chicken crows at the Maodian Moon, people walk on the Banqiao Frost.
Mistletoe leaves fall on the mountain road, and orange flowers are on the wall of the post.
Because they remembered Ling Du's dream, the geese returned home full of food.
I thought of my brothers in Shandong when I was on holiday in the mountains.
Don
I am a lonely stranger in a strange land, and I miss my family more often during the holidays.
When I think of my brothers' bodies climbing high, I will feel a little regret for not being able to reach me.
6. Homesick Day and Night on the Winter Solstice in Handan
Tang Bai Juyi
Every winter solstice, I am accompanied by the shadow in front of the knee lamp.
If you want to sit at home late at night, you should also talk about travelers.
7. Think of my brothers on a moonlit night.
Don du fu
The drums of the defenders cut off people's communication, and a lonely goose was singing in autumn in the frontier.
The dew turns to frost tonight, and the moonlight at home is bright!
Brothers are scattered, and no one can ask about life and death.
Letters sent to Luoyang city are often not delivered, and wars often do not stop.
8. "quatrains"
Don du fu
The water waves in the river, the white feathers of waterfowl, the green and red flowers on the mountain are in contrast, and you want to burn.
This spring is coming to an end. When will I go home?
9.moonlit night
Don du fu
In Fuzhou, far away, she is looking at the moonlight, looking at it alone from the window of her room.
For our boys and girls, poor little baby, too young to know where the capital is.
Her cloudy hair is sweet with mist, and her jade-white shoulders are cold in the moonlight.
When can we lie on the screen again and look at the bright light and stop crying? .
10, up the hill
Don du fu
The wind is fast and high, the ape cries sadly, and the birds are circling in the white sand.
Leaves fall like the waves of a waterfall, and the Yangtze River stretches as far as the eye can see.
Li in the sad autumn scenery, a wanderer all the year round, lives alone on the high platform in today's illness.
After all the hardships and hatred, the white hair is full, and the wine glasses are damaged.
1 1, "People are homesick every day"
Sui Xue Daoheng
It has been seven days in spring, and I have been away from home for two years.
The day of returning home is behind the bird's return to the earth, but the idea of returning home has existed before the spring flowers bloom.
12, Su curtain
Song Fan Zhongyan
Blue sky, yellow leaves,
The autumn wind is full of waves, and the waves are cold and smoky.
The mountain reflects the sun and the sky meets the water, and the grass is ruthless.
Even beyond the sunset.
Dark homesickness, chasing the thoughts of travel,
Every night unless, sweet dreams make people unable to sleep.
The moon is high and lonely, and the wine is in sorrow.
Turn into lovesick tears.
13, "Send a friend"
Tang Libai
Green mountains are located on the north side of the city wall, and the sparkling water surrounds the east of the city.
Here we say goodbye to each other, and you, like losing your father, are floating in the wind and traveling far away.
Floating clouds are like wanderers, like wandering, and the sunset slowly goes down the mountain, which seems to be nostalgic.
With a wave of his hand, he will be separated from now on, and his friend on horseback will carry him on a long journey, blowing a long wind, as if reluctant to leave.
Yan Wen 14
Don Wei Wu Ying
Where is my hometown? It is leisurely to think about it.
Autumn night in Huainan, the high house smells wild geese coming.
15, Lengtang
Tang zhaowei
Xiaofa combs the water and sits in the cold pond to watch autumn.
The heart of the country is endless, and a wild goose crosses the South Tower.
2. Meng Haoran's ancient travel poems.
Meng Haoran's "Sleeping at Jiande", my boat is moving forward in the fog, the days are getting shorter and the memories of the old days begin.
The vastness of the wilderness is deeper than trees, and the moon is very close to the moon. Note: 1. Jiande River: In Zhejiang Province, Xin 'an River flows through Jiande.
2. Mobile boat: wharf. 3. Smoke bamboo: a sandbar filled with fog.
I moored my boat in a small continent shrouded in dusk, and the boundless dusk added a touch of homesickness to the wanderer. In the boundless wilderness, the sky is lower than trees, and the river is clearer than water, making the moon more pleasing. This is a poem about twilight in Qiu Jiang.
Write about staying overnight first, and then add sunset sorrow; Then I wrote that the universe is vast and quiet, and the bright moon is closer to people. A hidden, a present, virtual and real alternate, two sets off, complement each other, forming a special artistic conception.
Although there is no word "sorrow" in the poem, the Qingjiang River is vast and the "autumn colors" are distinct. The whole poem is light and elegant, containing but not revealing; Natural outflow, natural charm, quite distinctive.
3. Poems expressing vagrants' feelings about their journey
1, the river is sad at night, and the partridge is fragrant in the depths of the mountain. (Xin Qiji's "Bodhisattva Man, Book Jiangxi Mouth Wall")
2. Ask how much you can worry about, just like a river flowing eastward. (Li Yu "Yu Meiren")
But since the water is still flowing, although we cut it with swords, it is even more sad to raise a glass. (Li Bai's "Xuanzhou Xielou farewell school book Shu Yun")
4. But I look to my hometown, and the twilight is getting thicker and the river waves are filled with sad mist. (Yellow Crane Tower in Cui Hao)
5. Where are my wife and son? There is not a trace of sadness on their faces. However, I packed my books and poems crazily. (Du Fu's "The banks of the Yellow River were recaptured by the imperial army")
6, frost night, Jiang Feng fishing and sleeping. (Zhang Ji's "a night-mooring near maple bridge")
7. In the morning, she saw her hair cloud changing in the mirror, but she bravely faced the cold of moonlight with her evening song. (Li Shangyin's "Annoying Questions")
8. Mochow has no confidant in the road ahead, and no one in the world knows you. (Gao Shi "Don't be big")
9, the mighty sorrows and sorrows are slanting in the daytime, and the whip refers to the horizon. (Gong Zizhen's "Ji Hai Miscellaneous Poems")
10, cut constantly, the reason is still chaotic, it is sadness, and my heart has a special taste. (Li Wei's "Hui Huan")