A gift to a friend - Li Bai
There is a sword in Yanling, worth a thousand gold. Watching the scenery of the country, I secretly express my gratitude to my old friend.
When you come back and hang the pine tree on your grave, you will know your heart forever. The coward appreciates the festival, and the strong man expresses his gratitude.
Bao Sheng recommended Yiwu and made him the prime minister in one fell swoop. This man has no good friends, how can he have any hope of success?
I don’t want to be greedy when it comes to wealth, but I refuse to give in when it comes to distribution. Later generations called him a virtuous person, but his heroic demeanor was hard to admire.
When it comes to friendship, if this is the case, the friendship will be lost. Many kings are busy with algae, covering up the people at that time.
Shu Wen uplifted the declining waves, and his virtue topped Yilun. The divination residence is here, and the well is adjacent to it.
The clear music plays with the clouds and the moon, and the fine wine entertains the winter and spring. Donations are seen in the midst of poor virtue, but suddenly they are like leftover dust.
Heroes have never changed, and they have suffered many hardships since ancient times. Even if others are sparse, the king prefers to stay alone.
Nai Xiangcheng separated, and we have been together for a while. The wind blows and the clouds blow, blinding my eyes and speechless.
Toss a pearl in hope of repayment, but press a sword to fear separation. I want to collect fragrant orchids and give them to Jingzhu.
I feel drunk with worry, and shed tears of hatred. May the false east wall shine and the remaining light shine on poor girls.