Please give me a poem about my old friend

Drinking in the Wei and Jin Dynasties - Tao Yuanming

My old friend appreciated my pleasure and brought me the pot to meet me.

Ban Jing sat under the pine tree and drank several cups and was already drunk again.

The elders talk nonsense, and drink wine and drink inappropriately.

If you are not aware of the existence of me, you will know that things are valuable.

The wine is full of deep flavor.

Jiangnan Qu, Southern and Northern Dynasties - Liu Yun

Tingzhou is picking white apples, and the sunset is Jiangnan Spring.

There are returning guests in Dongting, and old friends in Xiaoxiang.

Why don’t old friends return? It will be too late for the spring to come back.

If you don’t talk about new knowledge and happiness, you only talk about how far you can go.

Spring Dream Tang and Five Dynasties - Cen Shen

The spring breeze blew up in the bridal chamber last night,

Old friends are still separated by the Xiangjiang River.

While sleeping on my pillow, I dreamed of spring for a while,

I traveled thousands of miles south of the Yangtze River.

Farewell to a friend of the Tang and Five Dynasties - Li Bai

Green mountains stretch across Beiguo, and white water surrounds the east city.

This place is different, and I have traveled thousands of miles alone.

The thoughts of wandering in the floating clouds, the love of old friends in the setting sun.

I wave my hand and go away, Xiao Xiao class horses are singing

Bodhisattva Man Tang and Five Dynasties - Wen Tingyun

The palace is full of bright moon and pear blossoms are white,

Old friend Thousands of miles away from mountains.

A pair of golden geese fly,

The embroidered clothes are stained with tears.

The small garden is full of green grass,

I live in Yuexiqu.

The willows are colorful,

The swallow returns to the king but does not return.

Jade Butterfly, Northern Song Dynasty - Liu Yong

Looking at the place where the rain has stopped and the clouds have broken, I quietly lean on the railing and watch the autumn light.

The desolate evening scene makes Song Yu feel desolate.

The water breeze is gentle, the duckweed flowers are growing old, the moon is cold and the dew is cold, and the phoenix leaves are floating yellow.

Redeem love and hurt. Where is the old friend? The smoke and water are vast.

Unforgettable. During the writing period, there will be a party, a few lonely wind and moon, and the stars and frost will change again and again.

The sea is vast and the mountains are far away. Where is Xiaoxiang?

Remembering the twin swallows, it is difficult to rely on distant faith, pointing to the dusk sky and empty consciousness to return home.

Looking at each other sadly. In the sound of broken Hong, the setting sun rises.

The Poppy, Northern Song Dynasty - Shu Yu

The hibiscus falls all over the sky and the water is filled, and the waves rise at dusk.

With two swallows flying on my back and sticking to the cold clouds, I asked alone to lean on the east bank of the small building and look at it.

In the floating life, I only respect the old man before me, and the road to Chang'an is covered with snow.

My old friend goes to the high platform morning and evening to send me the spring beauty of the south of the Yangtze River.

Exploring the Plum Blossoms - Wang Ai

My old friend left me,

Looking forward to my time of plum blossoms.

I missed each other last night,

I stood up and looked at the tree branches in the garden.