The Farewell Poem is anonymous.
Willow green hangs down to the ground, and flowers are long and sultry. The wicker broke and the flowers flew away. I wonder if pedestrians will come back.
Farewell to Tang
Seeing friends off in the mountains, Chai Men is half hidden at sunset. Spring grass is green every year, but what about you, my friend Prince? .
Farewell to Ancient Grass Tang Bai Juyi
The long grass is so lush that the withered grass will thicken the color of the grass every autumn and winter. Wildfire can't burn it out, but the spring breeze can revive it.
Weeds and wild flowers are all over the ancient road, and the end of the grass in the sun is your journey. I once again sent my bosom friend, and the thick grass represented my deep affection.
Xiao Shui Farewell Tang Luobin
In this place, Jing Ke bid farewell to Yan Taizi Dan, and the strong man was sad and sorrowful. No one was there at that time, and the water is still cold today.
Farewell Tang
After singing the farewell song, you untied another boat in the distance. There are green hills on both sides and red leaves on the mountains. The water is rushing eastward. When dusk fell, I woke up, only to know that everyone had left. At this time, it began to rain again, and I was the only one who left the west wing.
"Jingmen Ferry Farewell Friends" Tang Libai
Sail from Jingmen Ferry, and soon you will be with southerners. At the end of the mountain range and the beginning of the plain, the river winds through the wilderness.
Flying under the moon, the sea clouds shine like palaces. The water brings you the feeling of home and makes your boat travel 300 miles.
Farewell to Tang Hanyong in late spring.
Flowers fly, leaves flourish, friends leave the capital, the twilight pavilion in the clouds and the prosperity of the empire, and the ancient and modern love is all in it. Pedestrians don't listen to the water in front of officials. It's just the sound of years passing.
Tang Yi-li and Fu Dezao bid farewell to each other.
The green grass is like a thread, and it flies away.
Nagato didn't start spring, so he advanced to class. The beam is boundless, and the eaves are cold and eager to wear.
Today, with the red calyx, the past is still sad. First, don't meet Qiu Hong and Liu Chi.
Farewell to Tang Li Bai Yao
Talking about a glass of wine will make you feel sad as soon as possible. Night flowers float and dew, and dark water rushes back.
The geese flew last month, and the sound of insects reflected autumn. Who will talk about the fairy boat on the river beam tomorrow?
Two Farewells between Wang Bojiang Pavilion and jathyapple
The Yangtze River is far away from the waters south of Taba, and the mountains are continuous, as if embedded in the clouds in Saibei. On the autumn night in Jinting, no one sees tears leaving the group.
There is tangled smoke on the green steps, and the high moon shines on the south gate of Jiangting. Lonely from the pavilion, the mountains are cold at night.
Farewell to Robin of the Tang Dynasty
The cold will last forever, and the cool nights will be clearly visible in Xiang Qiu. Why is centrifugation a gift? You have your own jade pot of ice.
Song of Jinling, Farewell to Fan Xuan, Tang Li Bai.
Rock is like a tiger, and Ling Bo wants to cross the Cangjiang River. The trend of Zhongshan Dragon Plate is coming, and the beautiful trees are beautiful.
For more than forty years, fame and fortune flowed eastward. Who is the window of Jinzhong? When he was too young, he came to prison.
In the past, Jinling was magnificent and swept the heroic world. The crown is scattered into smoke, and the golden jade seat is turned into cold ashes.
When the blade was buckled, it was sad and empty, and Chen Liang's bones were all messed up. Emperor Dragon Sinks Jingyang Well, who sings yushu backyard flower?
There's no way to be sad here. Now stay away from Changchun grass. Send the heart of Wan Li to the Yangtze River. He visited Nanshan in 1996.
Send Yuan Er Shi An Tang 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 relatives when they go out to the sun.
Don't Dong Datang Gao Shi
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!
"Yellow Crane Tower Send Meng Haoran to Yangzhou" Tang Libai
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. My friend's sail shadow faded away and disappeared at the end of the blue sky, only seeing the first line of the Yangtze River and heading for the distant horizon.
Qing Liu in "Farewell Feeling Fu"
After a short discussion, the pond is in a dream. Recently, poems are like spring willows, which only bid farewell to the east wind.
Song Xin gave up his illness to bid farewell to Wang Sun and Qiu Jiang.
Climbing the mountain near the water will bring you back, and you will be sad.
Don't complain when you get on board, geese fly every year.
Yu Lin Song Ling Liu Yong
It's too late for Changting. At the beginning of the shower, the doors are empty, the party is lingering, and the blue boat is urging.
Holding hands and looking at each other, tears swirled in my eyes until there were no words at last, and a thousand words stuck in my throat and I couldn't say it. Thinking of returning to the south this time, this journey is another road. Thousands of miles away, it is misty, and the night sky is a vast night fog.
Emotional parting has existed since ancient times, and it is more comparable. It is also a cold autumn festival. Who knows where I am when I am awake tonight?
Fear is just the edge, facing the sad morning wind and the setting sun of the waning moon. This is a long time, people who love each other are not together, and I even expect to be satisfied with the good weather and scenery in name only. There are many kinds of customs, who can say!