1. We said goodbye sadly, and our two officials went in opposite directions.
After all, the world is just a small place. (Wang Bo's "Farewell to Shu Guan")
Oh, my friend's prince, you left again, and I heard them sigh behind you. (Li Bai's "Seeing Friends Off")
The grass turns green again in spring, but what about you, my friend Prince? ? (Bai Juyi's 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's "Send Yuan Er An Xi")
5. Entering Wu on a cold rainy night, seeing the guests off in solitude; (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 Wang Lun's. (Li Bai's Gift 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's "Yellow Crane Tower sends bowls to Haoran Guangling")
9. Then he disappeared around the corner, leaving only hoofprint. (Cen Can's "Farewell to Tian Shuji, Wu Guixiang, Snow Song")
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. After drinking a bottle of wine, I will leave Meng Han tonight. (Li Shutong's Farewell)
Second > Poems about Homesick Parting
1. You come from my old country. Tell me what happened there! .
When you pass by my window, are plum blossoms blooming? (Wang Wei's miscellaneous poems)
2. I left home when I was young, and my local accent has not changed.
Where do children come from when they meet strangers? "He Zhangzhi's Homecoming Book"
3. Leave the mountain to rest, winter will come, and spring will come.
The closer I get to my hometown, the more timid I am, afraid to inquire about people from home. Song Wenzhi's Crossing the Han River
Under the blue mountain, my boat and I meandered along the green water.
Until the river bank widens at low tide, and no wind blows my lonely sail.
... night gives way to the ocean of the sun, and the old year melts in freshness.
I can finally send my messenger, the wild goose, back to Luoyang. (Wang Wan's "A Stop at the foot of Beibao Mountain")
It's only seven days in spring and two years away from home.
The day of returning home is behind the bird's return to the earth, but the idea of returning home has existed before the spring flowers bloom. (Xue Daoheng's "Homecoming")
6. The foot of my bed is shining with such bright light. Is it frosty already? .
I looked up at the moon and looked down, feeling nostalgic. (Li Bai's "Silent Night Thinking"
7. Whose rain flute flies in the dark, and the spring breeze permeates Los Angeles.
In this nocturne, everyone can't remember the national conditions. (Li Bai's "Smelling the flute in Los Angeles on a Spring Night")
8. It has been ten frosts in Bingzhou, and I miss Xianyang day and night.
For no reason, I crossed the mulberry river, but I hope that Bing is my hometown. (Liu Zao's "Journey to the North")
9. A vagrant hears drums that indicate fighting, and a wild goose rings in autumn.
The dew turns to frost tonight, and the moonlight at home is bright!
Brothers are scattered, and no one can ask about life and death.
Letters sent to Luoyang city are often not delivered, and wars often do not stop. (Du Fu's Remembering Brothers on a Moonlit Night)
Third, poems about friends leaving.
1, Modaoqiu River is difficult to leave, and it will be in Chang 'an tomorrow.
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.
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.
The bright moon hides tall trees, but the long river doesn't know. Youyou Luoyang Road, when will this meeting be held?
Last night, at the beginning of frost, I crossed the river singing Farewell to Wanderers. People who are most worried are afraid to hear the swan song, and lonely travelers are in the silence of mountains and clouds.
6. 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!
7. I advise you to drink a glass of wine and go out of Yangguan for no reason.
8. Water brings you the feeling of home, and makes your boat travel 300 miles.
9. The old friend resigned from the West Yellow Crane Tower, and fireworks went down to Yangzhou in March.
10, oh, go and ask this east-flowing river if it can go further than the love of friends! .
1 1, Li Bai was about to go by boat when he suddenly heard singing on the shore. Even if the Peach Blossom Pond is deep, it is not as deep as Wang Lun's sending away my love.
12, a glass of white jade wine, March poplar. The spring breeze can sway for a few days, and you and I are gray at the temples.
13, here you must leave me and float away like a loose water grass for hundreds of miles. Floating clouds are like wanderers, like wandering, and the sunset slowly goes down the mountain, which seems to be nostalgic.
14, we watched him go east through the tower gate and enter the snowdrift of Tianfeng Road. I haven't seen you in the winding mountain road, leaving only a row of horseshoe prints.
15, dawning into the future, leaving the old man alone.
16, the lonely sail shadow on the sunset river, with green grass, Wan Li, Hunan.