What are the poems about flying high?

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Han Dynasty: Sima Xiangru

Feng Feng returned to his hometown and traveled around the world looking for his death.

I didn't know what to do when I didn't meet Xi. Why don't I go to Sishang today?

There are beautiful women in the boudoir, and the people in the room are poisoning my intestines.

Why do you want to be a mandarin duck? You are flying!

Burning, burning, burning, burning, burning, burning, burning, burning, burning, burning, burning.

Who knows in the middle of the night?

My wings fly high, and I feel sad when I think about them.

Sitting alone in Jingting Mountain

Tang Dynasty: Li Bai

The birds flew without a trace, leaving the lonely clouds free and unfettered.

You look at me, I look at you, and there are only my eyes and Jingting Mountain's eyes.

Sauvignon Blanc, a heavy mountain.

Five Dynasties: Li Yu

One mountain, two mountains. The mountains are far away, the sky is high and the fog is cold.

Chrysanthemums bloom, chrysanthemums remain. The goose that flies high has not returned, and there is no curtain.

Tamarix willows

Pre-Qin Dynasty: Anonymous

There are willows that don't rest. God did it without self-pity. Give it to Jing and then to Yan.

If you have willows, you will not worry. God has done so much, he has nothing to worry about. To Jing, and then to you.

Birds fly high and the sky is rich. The other person's heart is how to realize it. If you give Jing, you will be fierce.

Le Chant Du Cygne

Han Dynasty: Liu Bang

Swan flies high, flying a thousand miles at a time.

Feather purlin has passed, crossing the four seas.

What can we do if we travel across the world?

Despite the payment, what did Shang An do?