Li Bai was just about to leave when he heard a farewell song from the shore.
Even if the Peach Blossom Pond is deep, it is not as deep as Wang Lun's sending away my love.
Biedongda (Normal University)
Like a bird, she still flapped her wings and felt sorry for herself, leaving Beijing for more than ten years.
Mochow has no confidant in the road ahead, and everyone in the world doesn't know you!
Send Yuan Ershi Anxi (Wang Wei)
The rain in the early morning moistened the dust of the land, the inn of the inn, the branches and leaves of the inn, and a new leaf
Sincerely advise friends to drink a glass of wine, and it is difficult to meet their loved ones when they go out to Yang Guan in the west.
Li Bai's Farewell to Meng Haoran on the Way to Yangzhou
Old friends frequently waved to me, bid farewell to the Yellow Crane Tower, and traveled to Yangzhou in this beautiful spring filled with catkins and flowers.
Sailing alone in the blue sky, I can see the Yangtze River flowing in the sky.
Li Bai's "Xuanzhou Xieyue (left) Zhaolou farewell school book Shu Yun"
Since the world can't satisfy our desire, I will loosen my hair and get on a fishing boat tomorrow.
But since the water is still flowing, although we cut it with a sword, sadness will come back, even though we drown them with wine.
Farewell, Wei Wan.
Richie
The traveler's farewell song sounded in the morning light, and the river was frosted for the first time last night.
People who are most worried are afraid to hear the swan song, and lonely travelers are in the silence of mountains and clouds.
In the morning of Tongguan, the cold was urged to approach the capital, and the sound of changing lanes in late autumn reached a later evening.
Please don't think Chang 'an is a place of enjoyment, lest you waste precious time.
The deputy generals Li and Wang were demoted and moved to the middle of summer and Changsha.
Gaoshi
What were you thinking when we broke up? Take our horse to get the stirrup cup. .
Wuxia, the ape is sad and tears, Hengyang Guiyan brings me the book.
In autumn, the sails on the river are far away, and Baidicheng is sparse along the Yellow River.
The wise dynasty will now give more rain and dew. Don't hesitate to leave.
The Farewell School Book of Xie (Moon Photo) Building in Xuanzhou
Lipper
I had to leave Potter and me since yesterday.
It hurts my heart even more today!
Autumn geese are escorted by Changfeng, and I treat them in this villa and drink my wine.
The bones of great writers are all your brushes. In Tianyuan, I grew up beside you, Xiao Xie.
We are all lofty distant thoughts, longing for the sky and the bright moon.
But since the water is still flowing, although we cut it with a sword, sadness will come back, even though we drown them with wine.
Since the world can't satisfy our desire, I will loosen my hair and get on a fishing boat tomorrow.
Farewell to Feng, the general of the Western Expedition, for his song of running the horse river.
Cen Can
Look, how fast the Benma River runs to Xue Hai! And sand, from the desert, yellow flies to heaven.
On the night of the ninth month, there was a cold wind blowing in the wheel tower and the valley, and the valley was filled with broken boulders like pecking measures.
That head is down, following the wind, despite the gray grass, the Tatar horse is plump.
To the west of Jinshan, smoke is everywhere. General of China Army, start your battle! .
Wear your armor all night and let your soldiers March with rumbling weapons! .
The wind is as sharp as a knife, and the snow is steaming on horseback.
Freeze a five-flowered coin pattern, you come from the challenge of the camp, and you come from the ink bottle of ice.
It has cooled the heart of the barbarian leader, and you will no longer need a real battle! .
We are waiting for the news of victory in Xiguan! !
A song of snow sent Tian Shuji Wu home.
Cen Can
The north wind swept across the earth and messed up Pennisetum, and the weather in August will be covered with heavy snow.
Suddenly, like a night wind blowing, like a pear tree in bloom.
Snowflakes fell into the curtains and wet them. The fur was not warm and the gold cup was too thin.
The bow became stiff and almost impossible to pull out, and the metal of the armor condensed on people.
The sand sea is deepened by unfathomable ice, and darkness covers its endless clouds.
In the manager's account, this wine is a farewell party, and the Huqin Pipa flute ensemble adds luster to this entertainment.
In the evening, in front of the headquarters gate, heavy snow fell, the red flag froze, and the wind could not drag.
Luntai East Gate, welcome to the capital. Go, the mountain road is covered with snow.
I haven't seen you in the winding mountain road, leaving only a row of horseshoe prints.
Song of the Wheel Tower Farewell to Feng, General of the Western Expedition
Cen Can
"The horn of the wheel platform blows in the night, and the flag of the wheel platform descends in the north of the wheel platform." .
The military book was sent overnight, but Khan had invaded the west of Jinshan.
From the observation deck, we can see dust and black smoke, and the China army is encamped north of the Lunta.
Admiral Lu Bing marched westward, and the whistle began to sound at dawn.
The drums are like thunder, and the three armies shout and play strings in the mountains.
The enemy camp is grim and ferocious, and the bones still hold the roots.
The river is cold and snowy with goose feathers, and the sand mouth is cold and the water chestnut is off.
Wang Qinzheng, the son of Xiang, vowed to serve the country in order to calm the border jam.
Since ancient times, the history of history has always been there, and today's generals are better than the ancients. Farewell to the viceroy and go to Shu to take up his post.
Bo Wang
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.
Why are you wandering at the fork in the road? The child is holding a towel.
Send yuan twenty-one Xi
Don
The rain in the early morning moistened the dust of the land, the inn of the inn, the branches and leaves of the inn, and a new leaf
Sincerely advise friends to drink a glass of wine, and it is difficult to meet their loved ones when they go out to Yang Guan in the west.
Break up with Xinjian at Furong Inn.
Don Wang Changling
It's freezing and rainy, and it's night in Wu, and Chushan is quiet.
Relatives and friends in Luoyang asked each other that there was a piece of ice in the jade pot.
Farewell to Meng Haoran on the way to Yangzhou from Yellow Crane Tower.
Tang Libai
An old friend stayed in the West Yellow Crane Tower, and fireworks went down to Yangzhou in March.
Sailing alone, the blue sky is exhausted, and only the Yangtze River is in the sky.
A song of snow sent Tian Shuji Wu home.
Tang Censhen
The north wind rolled up the white grass and scattered them, and the snow in August crossed the Tatar sky.
Just like the strong wind in spring, it blows at night and blows open the petals of ten thousand pear trees. [ 1]
It enters the pearl shutters, it wets the silk curtains, a fur coat feels cold, and a cotton pad is thin.
The bow became stiff and almost impossible to pull out, and the metal of the armor condensed on people.
The unfathomable ice in the sand sea, gloomy clouds and Wan Li condensation.
But let's drink to the guest who came home from the camp and play the savage pipa, guitar and harp for him.
Until dusk, when the snow collapsed our tent, our frozen red flag could not fly in the wind.
We watched him walk eastward through the wheel tower door and enter the snowdrift on Tianding Road.
Then he disappeared around the corner, leaving only hoofprint.
It's hard to go (on)
Tang Libai
The cost of pure wine, gold cup, a hip flask of 10 thousand copper, jade plate worth 10 thousand dollars.
I threw the food bar and cup aside. I couldn't eat or drink. I pulled out my dagger. I peeped in four directions in vain.
I want to cross the Yellow River, but ice will block the ferry and Taihang Mountain will be covered with snow.
I came to fish and sit on the stream, but I suddenly dreamed of driving a boat and sailing towards the sun.
Travel is hard. Travel is hard. Don't go astray! Where to go today.
One day, I will ride the wind and waves and go straight to Jicang, Yun Fan.