The connected verses of ancient farewell poems
The floating clouds wandering around, the setting sun the love of old friends.
I advise you to drink a glass of wine. There is no old friend when you leave Yangguan in the west.
Don’t worry, there will be no friends in the future. No one in the world will know you.
There are close friends in the sea, and the end of the world is like a neighbor to the north.
Don’t pour wine out of the pot, write in writing to hide your tears.
It is early for a young man to be a guest, but it is difficult to recognize you late.
The bright moon is hidden in the tall trees, and the long river falls in the dawn sky.
Look at the bright moon in the sky and green mountains on the sea.
Hai Ri is born and the night is over, Jiang Chun is entering the old year
The waning moon is bright on the face, don’t cry at dawn
Hanyi is full of fireworks, and the sand is flooding the well. spring.
To the wine, wind and snow, return to Jiahe.
Five lakes and three acres of house, thousands of miles away, one return home
The old post leads to Huaili, and the long pavilion goes to Jinyuan.
Who is on the wrong side of the road? Good friends are rare in the world
The trees in the river are lifted out of the trees, and the waves are connected to the sea and mountains
Walking during the day is about to become dusk, and the waves are apricots. Difficult period.
Flying mirror under the moon, deep clouds forming sea towers.
The fragrant grass is leaving the face, and the weeping poplars are knotted with spring thoughts
The fragrant trees cage the Qinzhan, and the spring flow flows around the city of Shu
The autumn waves fall on the Si River, and the sea is bright Cu Lai
The vegetation is late, the Guanhe River is frosty and snowy
The moon in the river follows the shadow of the person, the mountain flowers take advantage of the horse's hooves
When the grass returns, it is everywhere, and there are many lovers in the old county.
Don’t come to Canghai, let’s talk about the twilight clock
The lonely lamp shines on the rain in the cold, the deep bamboos are dark and the smoke floats
The chaos of the world goes south, and the time is pure and lonely Returning to the north
A few people are here on the river, and the lonely boat is returning to the end of the world
The mountains are dusk and the rain is coming, and the trees are falling on the waves in Dongting
The words are endless, and the road is long and sad. Longer
The road leads out of the cold clouds, and people return to the dusk and snow.
The clouds open and the Wenshui River is far away, and the road goes around Liangshan and horses return
Go south to Dongting and follow the geese, and go west to Wu Gorge to hear the many apes
Pedestrians Yao Yao looks at the west sun, returning to the horse whistling towards the north wind
Looking at the dusk with the horse walking on the mountain, the road enters the cold city and goes to Duchi
The mountain comes out from Jianye Qianfeng, the river Arriving at the Nine Schools in Xunyang
The vertical and horizontal sentences invade the night, and I look at the flowers one after another until autumn
At the beginning, I passed through Hangu Mianshan Station, and gradually entered Liangyuan to ask about the water course
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Where is Yun Heng’s family in the Qinling Mountains? The snow surges in the Orchid Mountains and the horse stops moving forward