The travel poems are as follows:
1. "Visiting Shanxi Village" Song Dynasty·Lu You
Mo Xiao's farmhouse is full of wax and wine, and in good years there are enough chickens and dolphins for visitors.
The mountains and rivers are full of doubts and there is no way out, and there is another village with dark willows and bright flowers.
The flutes and drums follow the spring society, and the clothes and clothes are simple and ancient.
From now on, if I am allowed to take advantage of the moonlight, I will knock on the door all the time and night with my stick.
Explanation: Don’t laugh at the turbid wine brewed by farmers in the twelfth lunar month. In years of good harvest, the dishes for entertaining guests are very rich.
The mountains are overlapping and the water is twisting. I am worried that there is no way to go. Suddenly, another mountain village appears in front of me. The day when Chunshe played the flute and played the drum was approaching, but the villagers still preserved the ancient custom of simple dress.
If I can still take advantage of the beautiful moonlight to go out for leisure in the future, I will knock on your door at any time with a cane.
2. "Huanxi Sand" by Su Shi of the Song Dynasty
Visit Qishui Qingquan Temple. The temple is adjacent to Lanxi River, which flows to the west.
At the foot of the mountain, the orchid buds are soaked in the stream, the sandy road among the pines is clean and mudless, and the raindrops are crying at dusk.
Who said there is no less in life? The water flowing in front of the door can still flow to the west! Stop singing yellow chicken with white hair.
Interpretation: Visit Qingquan Temple in Qishui. The temple is next to Lanxi, and the stream flows to the west.
The young sprouts that had just grown at the foot of the mountain were soaked in the stream, and the sandy road between the pine forests was washed clean by the rain. In the evening, it started to rain lightly, and the cuckoo's call came from the pine forests.
Who says life can't go back to being a teenager? The stream in front of the door can still flow to the west! Don’t lament the passage of time in old age!