1, water country night frost, moonlight cold mountain pale. Who says a thousand miles from today, just one dream?
2. The old friend resigned from the West Yellow Crane Tower, and the fireworks went down to Yangzhou in March. 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.
Nobody likes each other. We haven't seen each other for years. Suddenly meet, but doubt is a dream, lament and ask each other's age.
The spring breeze in Jiang Nanan is green. When will the bright moon shine on me?
5. Entering Jiangwu on a cold rainy night, seeing guests off in solitude. Friends, if my friends in Luoyang invite me; Just say I'm still Bing Xin Okho, and stick to my faith!
6. 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.
7. Relatives and friends in Luoyang asked each other about a piece of ice heart in the jade pot.
8. Friends At the end of the day, friends are very happy. Cherish your precious words and meet again.
9. Mochow has no confidant in the road ahead, and no one in the world knows you.
10, don't have Yan Dan here, a strong man will break his wrist. (www.fwsIr.com) In the past, people left, but today the water is still cold.
1 1, blue, black and red are thinner than Fengcheng and Muyun Pavilion in ancient and modern times. People who travel far must listen to the flowing water in the palace, and the sound of time is also heard. There is tangled smoke on the green steps, and the high moon shines on the south gate of Jiangting. The door of the pavilion was closed and silent; Tonight, the rivers and mountains are so desolate.
12, sent to many different roads, you are interested alone. On the way of thousands of miles of frustration, lonely cold will destroy life, but a hundred years of body.
13, you can go to Wan Li Road. I can't go to the river bridge to see it off. The trees by the river are close to the feelings of parting.
However, as long as China keeps our friendship, heaven is still our neighbor. Why are you wandering at the fork in the road? The child is holding a towel. A sad poem to bid farewell to a friend.
Slowly and reluctantly, I waited day after day, until now I have to leave. Old friend, how sweet the roadside flowers would be if they didn't mean goodbye.
16, everything has been the same for 20 years, and now the road forks from west to east. If the emperor promised to return the field, he would be a neighbor at the age of six.
17, ten years apart, we met here. Where is the horse's head? Sunset is ten thousand peaks.
18, smoke from silver candle, golden urn banquet. The farewell hall recalls the friendship of friends in the hall, bypasses the mountain behind the water, and has a long journey.
19, Huayang is full, and Wendaolong crosses the five streams. My heart is full of sorrow, and the moon is full of sorrow. I will always follow you until Yelangxi.