A poem about another road (looking for another road) 1. Find another way.
1, leaving a place, the scenery no longer belongs to you; If you miss someone, that person has nothing to do with you.
You stand on the bridge and watch the scenery, and the people watching the scenery are watching you upstairs. -Famous sayings about scenery 3. It is cool in March. The fireworks and drizzle in the poem pierced the leaves in the forest and wet the flying kites. Those invisible dreams were a little heavy.
Qingming has not arrived, but it has stolen the timely scenery. Willow with wind blowing fine flour, apricot with rain wet Tsing Yi. The sunshine that meets occasionally is the warmth of pure color, like the spring wildflowers beside the broken bridge, with a humble flowering period, but still simple and beautiful. You will see: this city has a beautiful sea of flowers. 4. You are a scenery that I can't photograph along the way. 5. The long-lost west wind whistling through the ears of youth.
A faint cold current gathered outside the window. Familiar scenery, unfamiliar faces.
The leaves are still falling, but I have no interest in seeing the scenery. Old places and forgotten memories; Slowly, like coffee, it overflows with attractive aroma; Over the bank of youth, scattered with the wind.
2. Ask the name of a foreign philosophical poem about another way of life.
The road that the American poet Robert Frost (1874- 1963) has never taken. This poem is about the road of life.
Many poets and writers at all times and all over the world have described the "road" wonderfully. Qu Yuan has the ambition of "the road is long, and I will go up and down", Xin Qiji has the sigh of "climbing the tall building alone and looking to the end of the world", and Lu Xun also has the saying that "in fact, there is no way in the world, and more people walk, and it becomes a road". People often compare a person's life to taking a road, and compare the choice of life to the right choice. The Road Without Choice by American poet Frost has a special meaning. It is through writing the road of nature that I express my thoughts on the road of life.
3. Poems about roads
There is no way to go because of the winding water flow in the mountains, and a mountain village suddenly appears in the willow-green flower bay. There is a long way to go in Xiu Yuan, and I will go up and down.
A gentleman is poor, who wants to meet today without paying for drinks?
A man knows his companion in a long journey and an inn.
Mourning day, drizzle like tears; Pedestrians on the road want to die. Liu Yang has long dikes everywhere, and Huaming Road has not been lost.
The wine and meat in Zhumen stink, and the road has frozen bones.
I used to know Shansi Road, but I stayed at home. Farewell to the viceroy and go to Shu to take up his post.
Author: Wang Bo
Across the wall of Sanqin, across a layer of fog, across a river.
We said goodbye sadly, and our two officials went in opposite directions.
After all, the world is just a small place.
If you don't do anything wrong, the child will get wet with towels. Thirty fame, dust and earth, eight thousand miles of clouds and the moon.
Looking at Wan Li Road in the distance, the lucky stars are shining all over the world.
What I reported is that the road is long, and there are amazing sentences in learning poetry.
The four seas churn clouds and waterways, and the five continents shake the wind and thunder. Ma Yin really hates knowing the way, and cicadas can still be heard.
I haven't seen you in the winding mountain road, leaving only a row of horseshoe prints.
I have been thinking about breaking the world of mortals all my life, and my sword is hidden in Xuan Lu.
Split the road of life and death with both hands and cut off the root of right and wrong with one knife. Thirty fame, dust and earth, eight thousand miles of clouds and the moon.
Looking at Wan Li Road in the distance, the lucky stars are shining all over the world.
What I reported is that the road is long, and there are amazing sentences in learning poetry.
The four seas churn clouds and waterways, and the five continents shake the wind and thunder.
The moon is leisurely and the night is long and the mountains are numerous.
At present, the frost on Dongmen Road is heavy, and the monthly loss of Hengtang is long.
4. Describe distant poems
The ancient poems describing Lu Yuan are:
1, Bashan road night book.
Tang Dynasty: Cui Tu
The journey is in a dangerous place in the distance, on a rugged road, far from the road.
On all sides of the mountains, the snow reflected the cold night, sitting in the candlelight night, I am a stranger here.
Because the farther away from relatives, on the contrary, the closer to employees and servants.
It's hard to get through New Year's Eve in the drift, and tomorrow's update is the new year.
Guests who trudge on the rugged and distant No.3 bus and live in dangerous places thousands of miles away. All around the mountain, the snow reflected the cold night, and before sitting in the candlelight, I was a foreigner. As we get farther and farther away from our relatives, we gradually get closer to the extremely young people and servants. It's hard to look back after wandering on New Year's Eve. Tomorrow is another year.
2. Fairy songs and the Mid-Autumn Festival in Sizhou
Song Dynasty: Facing Bu Zhi
Smoke everywhere, blue sea flying golden mirror. Sleeping in the shadow of laurel trees all night. When it's cold and chaotic, it's far from Beijing, but Lanqiao Road is near.
The crystal curtain does not fall, the mica screen opens, and the beauty powder is cold dipped. When I learned more, I paid for the golden statue and voted for Xiao * * * and Liu Xia. What's more, I took the bed upstairs to see the world making jade and swinging.
Blue smoke covered the shadow of the moon, and a golden mirror flew out of the blue sky. On the empty steps of the long night, there lay the oblique shadows of hanging trees. When the night dew grew cold, Qiu Chan's voice rang in disorder.
Miss Kyoto far away, only the Moon Palace fairyland is near. High-volume crystal curtains, mica screens, and faint pink beauty permeate the coldness of jathyapple. Wait for me a lot of moonlight, pour it into the golden urn, and the clouds will run out until dawn. Then take a Hu bed to the south building, see the world of white jade shops, and enjoy the white and clear autumn.
3. Midnight music, frozen clouds and bleak weather
Song Dynasty: Liu Yong
The frozen cloud is bleak, and the boat is a leaf, leaving Zhu Jiang on impulse. Across the valleys and rocks, across the depths of the stream. The raging waves are fading away, the firewood wind is blowing at the beginning, and business travel is calling. The sail was held high. Pan-painted snipe, dancing Nanpu.
Looking at sparkling wine, clusters of smoke villages and rows of frost trees. When the sun went down, the fisherman went home. The defeated lotus flowers are scattered all over the floor, the young poplars are shaded, the banks are in twos and threes, and the girls wander in the sand. Avoid pedestrians and smile shyly.
Because of this, the embroidered pavilion is lightly thrown, and the waves are hard to stay. After the sigh, what is the basis about Ding Ning? Leaving my arms sadly, I hate coming home late that year. I have tears in my eyes, and I am afraid of Lu Jing Road. The sound of breaking the rainbow is far away and the sky is wide.
Cold clouds covered me and the sky was dark. I left Zhu Jiang by boat with great interest. Cross Qian Shan and enter the depths of Ruoye River. The rough waves gradually subsided, the mountain wind suddenly rose, and the voice of businessmen greeting each other came. Sails were hung high, and floats sailed past Nanpu briskly.
Look at the wine flags fluttering in the wind on the shore. A mountain village is shrouded in clouds, and there are several frosty trees near the village. At sunset, the fisherman knocked on the wooden hammer and went home. Withered lotus flowers are scattered all over the floor, and rows of bare willow trees are hidden by the pool. On the shore in twos and threes, a group of girls are dancing. They are avoiding pedestrians and smiling shyly.
At this point, I remembered my thoughts and regretted that I had rashly abandoned the woman in the boudoir, like duckweed drifting in the water. Alas, I wonder when the agreement with her will be fulfilled? The feeling of parting is bleak, but I hate the end of the year, and my way home is blocked. Tears welled up in my eyes, I stared at the distant Capital Road and listened to the lonely voice echoing in the distant dusk.
4. Early Baidicheng
Tang Dynasty: Li Bai
Early in the morning, I bid farewell to Jiangling city, which is high into the sky, thousands of miles away, and the boat is only one day away.
The cries of apes on both sides of the strait are still unconsciously crowing in their ears, and the canoe has passed the heavy green hills.
In the morning, the morning sun is shining all over the sky, and I am about to embark on my return journey. Looking up from the river, you can see the colorful clouds in Baidicheng, such as among the clouds, and the scenery is gorgeous! Jiangling, thousands of miles away, arrived in one day. The cries of apes on both sides of the strait are constantly echoing. When the ape's crow was still ringing in his ears, the brisk boat had crossed the endless mountains.
5. Plug it up
Tang Dynasty: Wang Wei
Riding a bike to visit the border and passing through Juyan County.
Pengpeng also floated out of Korea, and the geese heading north also flew into the sky.
The vast desert is lonely, and the Yellow River sets the yen.
When I arrived at the small pass, I met a spy waiting for the knight and told me that Dou Hu was in Yan.
I want to go to the border crossing by bike, and the country I pass by has passed my residence. Thousands of miles of cornices also floated out of Sai Han, and the geese heading north soared in the sky. Solitary smoke goes straight to the vast desert, and the sunset on the endless Yellow River is round. When you meet detective knight in Xiaoguan, tell me that Duhu is already in Yanran.
5. Poetry about roads
It is still necessary to keep warm. There is Luqi in front of the door. ("Sitting at Night")
Xu Ning said that the old castle peak road was there, and Bai Shou returned to his hometown drunk. ("Don't be white")
Liu Deren said that although my husband is an emperor, he has no relatives on the road. (Reading Record)
Shi Jianwu's way out: the ship is the foot, and the official is the slave. ("To Lord Salt Officer")
There are many roads in Wan Li, and the world is narrow. (See Zhang Wei's "Subject-Object Diagram")
Yan Lu let mules and camels ride on the clouds, while tigers dragged debris in the snow. (Shulu)
Shen Bin's sentence "Nine songs are crowned with intrigue, and there are many disloyalty in the four seas." . (Chronicle)
Yan Zhenqing's seven words, seven words, seven words and two sentences have a long way to go. ☆ The cilia of moths and mosquitoes on Yan Zhenqing are hard to detect. ☆ Jiao Ran
In Ren Jun's dream, the ancient country road is far away and the spring breeze is endless. (Jun)
In Li Ang Palace, spring grass grows on the road and flowers bloom in the forest. What is the limit? No courtiers know.
Shangguan Zhao Rong visited Princess Changning's Liu Beichi. Twenty-five songs are too lazy to walk on the Tiantai road, only climbing the lungs. The moon is full in the secluded rock fairy, and today I am climbing wildly.
Nie's cross talk, Chang 'an Road, there are no horses here, and the wheels are still in the dark. So there is less grass on the roadside than dust on clothes.
If the Han Palace is far and near, the road is in Sasai. You can't go back until you're dead. Who looks south?