Li Bai's Poems about Good Friends

I respect Mencius.

Your fame rose to the sky.

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Walking down the blue mountain in the evening, the moonlight escorted me home. Looking back, I saw my way, lying in layers of deep shadows.

When Hushan people came to his home, the children hurriedly opened Chai Men. Into the bamboo forest, through the quiet path, green roses and branches brushed passers-by.

I'm glad to have a chance to have a rest, drink and chat. Sing a melody that is too loose, and the Milky Way is sparse.

When I was drunk, my friend was so happy that Tao Ran forgot his machine.