Article 1: Travel time in the north
Author: Liu Zao
It has been ten frost in Bingzhou, and I miss Xianyang day and night.
For no reason, I crossed the mulberry river, but I hope that Bingzhou is my hometown.
Chapter 2: Looking down at the sunset
Author: Ma Dai
Lonely clouds return to birds, a thousand miles of time.
Think of me staying and leaving home for a long time.
Trees in the sun burn to the mountains in autumn.
I dare not take pictures at the water's edge, for fear that I will be shocked to calm down!
Article 3: Tianjin Sha Qiu Si
Author: Ma Zhiyuan
Dead vines, old trees, faint crows,
Small bridges and flowing water,
The ancient road and the west wind are thin.
The sun went down,
Heartbroken people are at the end of the world.
Article 4: Night parking on Jiande River
Author: Meng Haoran
Stop the boat in a foggy small state, when new worries come to the guest's heart.
The vastness of the wilderness is deeper than trees, and the moon is very close to the moon.
Chapter five: the trip to Sauvignon Blanc Mountain.
Author: Nalan Xingde
Mountain is a journey, and water is a journey.
Go to Guan Yu.
Night light.
Once the wind changes, so does the snow.
I can't dream of breaking my hometown.
There is no such sound in my hometown.
Chapter VI: Boarding Guazhou
Author: Wang Anshi
Jingkou and Guazhou are just separated by a water, and Zhongshan has only a few heavy green mountains.
The gentle spring breeze turns green again, but, moon in the sky, when can you take me home?
Chapter 7: Climbing on the 9th.
Author: Wang Bo
On September 9, at Wangxiangtai, he sat in a farewell cup.
Human feelings hate south suffering. Where did Hongyan come from?
Chapter 8: In the mountains
Author: Wang Bo
The sorrow of the Yangtze River has stagnated, and Wan Li's thoughts will return.
The night is high and windy, and the mountains fly.
Chapter 9: Berth at the foot of Beibao Mountain
Author: Wang Wan
Castle Peak, my boat and I, along the green water.
Until the river bank widens at low tide, and no wind blows my lonely sail.
... night gives way to the ocean of the sun, and the old year melts in freshness.
I can finally send my messenger, the wild goose, back to Luoyang.
Article 10: I think of my Shandong brother on vacation in the mountains.
Author: Wang Wei
I am a lonely stranger in a strange land, and I miss my family more often during the holidays.
When I think of my brothers' bodies climbing high, I will feel a little regret for not being able to reach me.