Describe a broad poem

The desert is lonely and straight, and the long river sets the yen.

Thousands of miles away, the smoke is long and lonely.

I don't know where to stay tonight, and Pingsha Wan Li is uninhabited

No one can see the ancient wisdom of the ancient king, only those wise men who can't see the afterlife can see it.

I miss heaven and earth, and there is no limit, and I cry alone.

The stars tilt down from the empty place, and the moon runs up along the river, where the mountains end and the plains begin, and the river winds through the wilderness.