Oh, my friend's prince, you left again, and I heard them sigh behind you. (Li Bai: "Send a friend"
The grass turns green again in spring, but what about you, my friend Prince? ? (Bai Juyi: "Farewell to Ancient Grass")
4. Weicheng is rainy and dusty, and the guest house is green and willow. Sincerely advise friends to drink a glass of wine, and it is difficult to meet their loved ones when they go out to Yang Guan in the west. (Wang Wei: "Send Yuan Er An Xi")
It's freezing and rainy, and it's already night in Wu, so it's calm to see the guests off. (Wang Changling: Breaking up with Xin Jian at Furong Inn)
6. Mochow has no confidant in the road ahead, and no one in the world knows you. (Gao Shi: "Don't be big")
7. Peach Blossom Pond and thousands of feet are not as good as those in Wang Lun. (Li Bai: "To Wang Lun")
8. The solitary sail is far away from the blue sky, and only the Yangtze River flows in the sky. (Li Bai: "Farewell to Meng Haoran on the way to Yangzhou")
9. We watched him go east through the tower gate, leaving only hoofprint behind him. (Song of Snow White sends Tian Shuji home)
10. Outside the pavilion, beside the ancient road, the grass is blue and the sky is blue. The evening breeze blows the flute, and the sunset is beyond the mountain. Horizon, a corner of the sea, intimate friends are half scattered. A ladle of muddy wine makes me happy. Say goodbye to Meng Han tonight. (Li Shutong: "Goodbye")
Farewell to the viceroy and go to Shu to take up his post.
Bo Wang
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.
However, as long as China keeps our friendship, heaven will remain our neighbor.
Why linger at the fork in the road, the child is stained with towels.
Send yuan twenty-one Xi
Wang Wei
Weicheng is rainy and dusty, and the guest house is green and willow.
I advise you to drink more wine, there is no reason to go out to the west.
Break up with Xinjian at Furong Inn.
Wang Changling
It's freezing and rainy, and it's night in Wu, and Chushan is quiet.
Relatives and friends in Luoyang asked each other that there was a piece of ice in the jade pot.
For Wang Lun.
Lipper
Li Bai was about to go by boat when he heard singing on the shore.
Peach Blossom Pond is deeper in thousands of feet than in Wang Lun.
Farewell to Meng Haoran on the way to Yangzhou from Yellow Crane Tower.
Lipper
An old friend stayed in the West Yellow Crane Tower, and fireworks went down to Yangzhou in March.
Sailing alone, the blue sky is exhausted, and only the Yangtze River is in the sky.
A song of snow sent Tian Shuji Wu home.
Cen Can
The north wind rolled up the white grass and scattered them, and the snow in August crossed the Tatar sky.
Just like the strong wind in spring, it blows at night and blows open the petals of ten thousand pear trees. [ 1]
It enters the pearl shutters, it wets the silk curtains, a fur coat feels cold, and a cotton pad is thin.
The bow became stiff and almost impossible to pull out, and the metal of the armor condensed on people.
The unfathomable ice in the sand sea, gloomy clouds and Wan Li condensation.
But let's drink to the guest who came home from the camp and play the savage pipa, guitar and harp for him.
Until dusk, when the snow collapsed our tent, our frozen red flag could not fly in the wind.
We watched him walk eastward through the wheel tower door and enter the snowdrift on Tianding Road.
Then he disappeared around the corner, leaving only hoofprint.