Verses about the road 10, verses about the road ancient poems

Qu Yuan's "Lisao": The road is long, and I will go up and down to seek.

Yue Fei's "Man Jianghong": Thirty merits, dust and earth, eight thousand miles of clouds and moons.

The road knows the horsepower, and the people will see it for a long time.

The winding path leads to the secluded place, and the flowers and trees in the meditation room are deep.

Orchid leaf trail in the mountains, plum peach orchard outside the city.

Lan Hui is fragrant and jade, and the flowers on the road are smiling.

Lu. Mo laughs at the farmer's wine, and the guests are full of chickens and dolphins in the harvest year.

There is no way out of the mountains and rivers, and the willows and flowers are bright and another village.

The flute and drum follow the spring society, and the clothes are simple and ancient.

From now on, if you are allowed to ride the moon idlely, you will knock on the door with a cane all the time and night.

Send Du Shaofu's Ren Shuzhou".

The city is supplemented by three Qin, and the wind and smoke look at Wujin.

Parting with the king, the same is a eunuch.

There is a confidant in the sea, and the end of the world is like a neighbor.

Inaction is on the road, and the children are stained with scarves.

Gu Farewell sent Su Bogu to a work: Send Su Bogu to Wei Suzhou

Don't come here three times, this farewell is really late.

The old beard is white, and Huainan will go tomorrow.

The wine and the moon follow the people, and the tears are like mist.

The night after that, I returned to the king, dreaming of the lakeside road.

Modern poetry. Road.

Yes! The road, the mountains are majestic, reminds me of the road to climb, the big waves make me think of the road of the waves, the blue sky is blue, it reminds me of the road of Boyun, the wind and sand are long, and I think of the road of the mountain stream.

A thousand roads, ten thousand roads, dim roads, shining roads, intersecting and repeating.

Yes! Road, I am willing to overcome thorns and thorns, open up a road around the mountains, I am willing to ride the wind and waves, break a road across the sea, I am willing to soar in the sky, build a road to the sky, I am willing to trek the sand sea, open a green road.

See, we are sweating and fighting in the world of knowledge for the road of tomorrow!!

There is no way to go.

I took the second one, and it wasn't bad, and maybe it was worth it, because it had a lot of grass and no one to tread on;

However, it is difficult to compare this, and the degree of treading on the two roads is not much different.

That morning, both roads were the same, both sprinkled with fallen leaves, and there were no footprints yet.

Ah, I'll save the first way for the next day!

Even though I knew that the roads were connected to the roads, I doubted that I would ever be able to return to the old land.

No matter how many years have passed, I have to sigh when I mention it:

The two roads diverged in the woods, and I, as for me, chose the one that was less traveled, and everything after that was a thousand miles apart.

1. Thirty merits, dust and earth, eight thousand miles of clouds and moons. Yue Fei "Man Jianghong: Writing Huai".

2. During the Qingming Festival, it rains a lot, and pedestrians on the road want to break their souls. Du Mu "Qingming".

3. The east gate of Luntai blocked the group to send you there, and the snow was full of snow on the Tianshan Road. Cen Shen's "Bai Xue Ge Sends the Military Judge to Return to Beijing" Heng Attack.

4. The mountain loop does not see you, and the snow leaves a place for horses. Cen Shen "Bai Xue Ge Sends the Military Judge Back to Beijing".

5. There is no way out of the mountains and rivers, and the willows and flowers are bright and another village. Lu You's "Tour of Shanxi Village".

6. The green poplar grass is long on the road, and it is easy to go when you are young. Yan Shu "Jade House Spring".

7. Go up to the tall building alone and look at the end of the world. Yan Shu "Butterfly Loves Flowers".

8. The white simple orange grass is a thousand cold food roads, and the incense car is tied to whose tree. Ouyang Xiu's "Butterfly Loves Flowers".