A poem expressing vagrancy and homelessness.

1. Poems about being moved from one place to another.

Poetry about vagrancy 1. Are there any archaic sentences that describe a person's wandering life?

An old saying describing a person's wandering life: Bad luck has laid a bitter frost on my temples, and heartache and fatigue are a thick layer of dust in my wine.

From the Tang Dynasty by mountain climber Du Fu.

The wind is fast and high, the ape cries sadly, and the birds are circling in the white sand.

The endless trees are rustling leaves, and the Yangtze River is rolling unpredictably.

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.

Translation:

It is very sad that there are birds hovering on the river with clear water and white sand.

Endless trees are rustling leaves, and endless Yangtze River is rolling in.

Sad to autumn, I feel that Wan Li has been wandering all the year round and has been sick all his life. Today, he is alone on the high platform.

After a lot of hardships, white hair is full of temples, and the cup is hanging.

2. The wandering life of celebrities in ancient poetry

Du Fu's "Pavilion Night" is a cold night when the winter night is shortened.

Stark sounded the fifth watch, drums and horns rang, and stars and Tianhe danced on three mountains. I heard women crying after the battle in the distance, and I saw savage fishermen and woodcutters at dawn.

Sleeping dragons and galloping horses are not generals now. They are dust. Be quiet for a while. Oh, the noise of the world ... The thatched cottage was broken by the autumn wind. In the autumn of August, the wind roared, rolling up my three hairs, and the hairs flew across the river and sprinkled on the outskirts.

The highest one hangs a long forest tip, and the lower one floats and sinks. The children in Nancun bully me, and I can't stand being a thief in the opposite direction and openly carrying Mao into the bamboo forest.

My lips burned so hard that I couldn't breathe, and I sighed when I returned. In an instant, the wind will set the color of the clouds and ink, and the autumn will be bleak and dark.

This cloth has been as cold as iron for many years, and Joule has been lying down and cracking. There is no dry place in the bedside table, and the feet are numb with rain.

How can you get wet all night since you are in a mess and don't get enough sleep! There are tens of millions of luxury houses in Ande, which greatly protect the poor people in the world from the spring breeze and the wind and rain! Oh! When I suddenly see this house in front of me, I will freeze to death alone! Where is the Shuxiang Mingxiang Temple? In a pine forest near the Silk City. The steps are dotted with green grass in spring, and birds are chirping happily under the leaves.

The third call aggravated his state affairs, and he gave his sincerity to two generations. But before he conquered, he died, and since then the heroes have been crying on their coats! Although a country is divided, mountains and rivers last forever, and the spring of trees and grass is back.

Sad state, can not help but burst into tears, amazing birds, leaving sorrow and hate. The war lasted for more than half a year, and letters from home were rare, with a hundred thousand gold.

Twisting with melancholy, scratching my head and thinking, the more I scratch my white hair, I can hardly insert a hairpin. There is also a specific description of the social situation at that time, explaining the "newly married" in Du Fu's "Three Farewells", and carefully shaping the image of a young woman who is grateful.

This poem is in the form of a monologue. The whole poem uses seven words "Jun", all of which are heartfelt words from the bride to the groom. It is touching to read. The precursor is attached with hemp, so it is not long.

It is better to abandon the roadside than to marry a woman and ask for a husband. If you get married, you won't warm your bed.

Goodbye in the morning of the wedding, nothing is too busy! Although your trip is not far, keep the border and go to Heyang. Why should I worship my aunt when my body is not clear? When my parents raised me, they made me hide day and night.

If you have a daughter, you will get a chicken and a dog. You're going to die today, and you've been forced into your intestines with deep pain.

Swear to go with you, the situation is yellow. Don't worry about the wedding, work hard! Women in the army are afraid of being soldiers.

A girl from a poor family has been a prostitute for a long time. Lolo quit and washed his red makeup.

Looking up at a hundred birds flying, your body will double. There are many personnel mistakes, facing Junyong! There is no peace in the suburbs and no peace in old age.

Children and grandchildren died in battle, how can they be immune! Throw away the crutches and go out to fight. The same person in the same group shed tears for me. Fortunately, my teeth are good and my appetite is not diminished, and my sad body is as thin as firewood and withered.

Armored and armored, the man had no choice but to say goodbye to the leader. I am sad to hear my wife sleeping on the road, and I still have thin pants and sheets in winter.

Knowing that the last time we met, poor people and poor people didn't pity her. I can't go home yet, but I still listen to her urging me to do my best.

The defense of Tumen is strong, and the natural barrier in Xingzhen is difficult to smuggle. The situation is no longer the battle of the city in those days, even at the time of death.

Life has ups and downs, don't choose ups and downs! Thinking of the peaceful young people in the past, they can't help sighing for a long time. The army is generally recruiting troops, and the war has permeated Lu' an.

The remains of a tree and a blade of grass, a blade of grass and a blade of grass, are all red on the beach. Why is hometown a paradise? Ann dares to linger! Resolutely abandon the hut and go to the front, the sky is really broken!

Homeless and lonely, the garden is only wormwood. I live in 100 families, and everything is in a mess.

There is no news of the survivors, and the dead are dust and mud. Because of the defeat, the bitch came back to find the old way.

After a long walk, I saw an empty lane, and it was thin and miserable. But for Kitsune to tanuki, my hair stands on end.

What are the neighbors? One or two widowed women. Love birds and branches, quiet and poor.

Fang Chun hoes alone and irrigates at dusk. The county magistrate knew I was here and ordered me to learn drums and shovels. Although he worked in his own state, he took nothing with him.

When you get close, you will get lost. There are swings everywhere in my hometown, and the distance is neat.

Long-term pain and illness, any ditch flow for five years. I was born weak and sour about life.

Life is homeless, why is it steaming! Shi Hao officials went to Shihao Village at dusk, and some officials arrested people at night. The old man climbed over the wall and left, while the old woman went out to watch.

Why are officials angry? Why do women cry? Listen to my wife's speech: three men (yè) are guarding the city (shù). One man attached a book, and two men died.

Those who drag out an ignoble existence are dead! There is no one in the room, only a baby and a grandson. And grandma didn't go, and there was no skirt in and out.

Although the old woman (Yu) is weak, please go home at night and hurry to the river and Yang to prepare for the morning cooking. The night is long and silent, like crying and choking.

Dawn will rise into the future, leaving the old man alone. At night, I stayed in Shihao Village, and at night, officials came to arrest people.

The old man fled over the wall, and the old woman went out to deal with it. The officer shouted so fiercely, and the old woman cried so miserably.

I heard the old woman come forward and say, "My three sons have all served in the army and joined the siege of Yecheng. One of the sons wrote back, and two of them were recently killed in battle.

The living drag out an ignoble existence for a while, and the dead are gone forever. There is no one at home, only a little grandson who is nursing.

Because of my little grandson, my daughter-in-law has never left this house, but she doesn't have a good dress in and out. Old woman, although I am weak, please allow me to follow you home at night.

Take the time to cope with the labor force needed by Heyang, and there is still time to cook early. "In the evening, the sound has disappeared, but I seem to hear crying and low sniffling.

After dawn, I continued to catch up with the road ahead, and I could only say goodbye to the escaped old man. Xin 'an officials visited Xin 'an Road and clamored for soldiers.

I would like to ask the Xin' an official: "Is there no Ding in the small county?" "I officially issued a document last night and chose the men's line for the second time." "China men are absolutely short, why should they guard the city?" The fat man is from his mother, and the thin man is alone.

White water flows eastward at dusk, and Qingshan is still crying. "Don't dry your tears.

You can't see the bones until your eyes are dry, and the world is cold! Our army takes Xiangzhou and watches it every day. You never know what a thief is, but a military star will leave the camp.

As far as food is concerned, the soldiers are still in Beijing. If you can't dig trenches, the horse herding service is also light.

The situation is Wang Shishun, and his upbringing is very clear. Don't cry when you send me. Servants shoot like fathers and brothers. "

Travellers are walking on the main road of Xin 'an County, and I heard that they are arranged according to the household registration book. I would like to ask the official of Xin 'an, "Is it because Xin 'an County is small and all the able-bodied men have been exhausted that these young people are arrested? ""The official post was sent last night, and the men took turns to draw lots, but there were no able-bodied men. "

"This middle-aged painting is really too small. How about holding the city if possible? " The strong middle-aged man and his mother sent him away, but the thin one was lonely because his parents died in the war. The river flows eastward day and night, and Qingshan is still crying! "Don't let the tears dry, stop your tears.

When the tears dry, the skull will be exposed. This sad arrangement cannot be changed by heaven and earth, but it is merciless after all. Our officers' army (referring to the ninth division) captured Xiangzhou, hoping to recover its land day and night.

However, people's hearts were sinister (referring to Shi Siming's restoration to the Tang Dynasty and supporting An Qingxu), which led to the defeat of loyalists. Go to the original camp for dinner (because it is far from Luoyang.

3. Seeking Tibetan Poetry: I hope someone will accompany me from place to place.

May it follow the spring breeze to Yanran Mountain, for it is difficult to bend over at a young age.

People are thirsty to knock on ice and drink running water, accompanied by banquet and spit brocade. If flowers are like snow, dreams are reversed.

Pei Gongbing has entered Chang 'an, and the flowing water has turned back to the mountains. May the flowers, the moon and the moon shine on you, with wine and wine.

People died in today's battle and never came back. Go to see the surrender book with Ben. There were not many words, and I was drunk for three days.

Peizhongyuan Temple does not flow in barren hills. I am willing to hold the heart of stone with Jingwei, and Feilong Scale is innocent.

It's not easy to live in this world, and get drunk with Fan Fangchi in the North Building. Its innocence lacks lines, and it is crazy and hesitant.

The old mountains and old waters in Peizhong Township are flowing in spring. I am willing to dance to the king's waist, and sometimes I will call it.

People are thirsty to knock on the ice and drink running water, and accompany the class to read the surrender book. Its innocence grows old in vain, and the crazy catkins go with the wind.

Pei Gong fought for Gan Kun on his back, and the waves damaged the mausoleum. May Yanshan Mountain arrive sooner or later, sometimes the waves are white and the breeze rises.

Life is endless from generation to generation, accompanying the class to read the surrender book. It means water control, which is amazing, thanks to Mr. Zhang.

Pei Gong fights for Kun's back, and the water is ruthless. I'd like to be a petrochemical of Yuluan, and get to know money and power.

Endless, accompany minister dumbfounded for a long time. The other seven horses also have their own merits, and Chuk is crazy about singing into the snow.

Pei Gong fought for Gankun on his back and went to the end of the world for a bottle of wine.

The following poem describes the wandering life.

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Go to the frontier to carry out tasks

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.

In the 25th year of Kaiyuan (737), Cui, the deputy envoy of Hexi Festival, defeated Tubo greatly, and Emperor Xuanzong of Tang Dynasty ordered Wang Wei to go to the fortress as the censor to inspect the military situation. This is actually pushing Wang Wei out of court. This poem was written on the way to the border.

"I want to ask over there by bike", so I won't go by car. Where are you going? "The vassal country has passed Juyan", Juyan is in the northwest of Zhangye County, Gansu Province, far from the northwest frontier.

The poet compared Peng to Yan, saying that he came out of Han's fortress, like a blowing in the wind weed, and entered Hu's sky, like a wild goose flying north. In ancient poetry, flying over the eaves and walking over the wall is often used as a metaphor for a wandering wanderer, but here it is a metaphor for a minister with a court mission, who is secretly writing the poet's inner anger and depression. It echoes the "bicycle" in the first sentence. The trip to Wan Li took only ten words.