farewell poem

Farewell poem:

say goodbye to

Don

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? .

say goodbye to

Don Robin Wang

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.

Farewell to Meng Haoran on the way to Yangzhou from Yellow Crane Tower.

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.

Cheng Wei Qu/Send Yuan Twenty Years An Xi

Don

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.

Break up with Xinjian at Furong Inn.

Don Wang Changling

Misty rain enveloped Wu's day overnight; Send you in the morning, lonely and sad in Chushan! Friends, if my friends in Luoyang invite me; Just say I'm still Bing Xin Okho, and stick to my faith!

Chu Xiao Jingci Temple saw Lin Zifang off.

Song Yang Wanli

It is the scenery of the West Lake in June, which is really different from other seasons. Lotus leaves will not turn green the next day, and lotus flowers are particularly bright red in the sun.

A gift for Wang Lun.

Tang Libai

Li Bai was just about to leave when he heard a farewell song from the shore. Even if the Peach Blossom Pond is deep, it is not as deep as Wang Lun's sending away my love.

Farewell to the viceroy and go to Shu to take up his post.

Don

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. After all, the world is just a small place. Why are you wandering at the fork in the road? The child is holding a towel.

A song of snow sent Tian Shuji Wu home.

Don Cen Can

The north wind swept across the earth and messed up Pennisetum, and the weather in August will be covered with heavy snow. Suddenly, like a night wind blowing, like a pear tree in blossom. Snowflakes fell into the curtains and wet them. The fur was not warm and the gold cup was too thin. The general used cold hands to protect his hands. The armored steel was too cold to wear. The desert freezes over/kloc-0.000 feet, with a crack, and the sky is full of darkness and melancholy. But let's drink to the guest who came home from the camp and play the savage pipa, guitar and harp for him.

Farewell to the grass/the ancient grass of Fude

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.

See a friend off

Tang Libai

Green mountains are located on the north side of the city wall, and the sparkling water surrounds the east of the city. Here we say goodbye to each other, and you, like losing your father, are floating in the wind and traveling far away. Floating clouds are like wanderers, like wandering, and the sunset slowly goes down the mountain, which seems to be nostalgic. With a wave of his hand, he will be separated from now on, and his friend on horseback will carry him on a long journey, blowing a long wind, as if reluctant to leave.

Fu Bu, send Bao Haoran to East Zhejiang.

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Water looks like a beautiful woman's eyes, like a beautiful frown. Where are you going? To the intersection of mountains and rivers. Take the spring water and send you back. If you go to the south, you can catch up with spring, and you must keep the scenery of spring.

Farewell friends at Jingmen Ferry.

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. The moon rises like a mirror, and the sea clouds twinkle like palaces. The water brings you the feeling of home and makes your boat travel 300 miles.

Farewell/farewell in the mountains/farewell to friends

Don

Seeing friends off in the mountains, Chai Men is half hidden at sunset. The grass turns green again in spring, but what about you, my friend Prince? .

Give your soul to your master.

Don Liu Changqing

Blue chikurinji, near the distant bell in the middle of the night. The sunset with a hat gradually returned to Qingshan.

say goodbye to

Tang Libai

Drinking at the edge of Weicheng, you are drunk and sleepless. Pear blossoms with snow, poplar leaves with ten thousand cigarettes. Farewell to the pot, a whip when parting. Look, it should all go up. The new moon should be round.

Farewell poem

Sui Anonymous

Willow green hangs down to the ground, and flowers are long and sultry. Willow branches are broken and flowers are flying. Will pedestrians come back?

"Going to Sichuan to Send a Journey to the West/Ben Ma He Song Farewell to General Feng of the Western Expedition"

Don Cen Can

Look, how fast the Benma River runs to Xue Hai! And sand, from the desert, yellow flies to heaven. On the night of the ninth month, there was a cold wind blowing in the wheel tower and the valley, and the valley was full of broken boulders like pecking rice, which went down and forward with the wind. Despite the dust, the Tatar horse fat, the west of the Jinshan Mountain, and the gathering of smoke and dust, Oh, general of China's army, start your campaign! . Wear your armor all night and let your soldiers March with rumbling weapons! And the sharp tip of the wind cuts his face like a knife. Horse hair with snow and sweat

Preface to seeing Ma Sheng off to Yang (excerpt)

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I liked studying when I was young. Because my family is poor, I can't get books to read. I often borrow money from the library, copy it myself, and send it back on the appointed day. When the weather is cold, the water in the salt pond freezes into ice and I can't stretch my fingers. I still don't relax reading. After copying, please go back to China, and dare not exceed the agreed time limit slightly. So most people will lend me books so that I can read all kinds of books. It is not only a coronation, but also a way to admire saints and suffer from ignorance.

Farewell to Dongchuan

Song sushi

I am full of life, I am full of poems and books. Tired of cooking leaves with old Confucianism, it is better to step on Sophora japonica with children. If it's empty, you can't find a spring horse or see a car. Proud of the secular, Sun Wong wet words such as crow.