Weicheng is rainy and dusty, and the guest house is green and willow.
I advise you to drink more wine, there is no reason to go out to the west.
Li Bai bid farewell to his friends.
To the north of the Great Wall is a blue mountain range, and to the east is a white waterline.
Here you must leave me, drift away, and be alone in Wan Li.
I will think of you in the clouds, so think of me in the sunset.
We waved goodbye and my horse neighed again and again.
Quit the viceroy and go to Shuzhong for his post.
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.
However, as long as China keeps our friendship, heaven will remain our neighbor.
If you don't do anything wrong, the child will touch the towel.