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.
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.
2. "Send Yuan Ershi Anxi"
Wang Wei
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.
3. Farewell, Wei Wan
Richie
In the morning, I heard the wanderer singing a farewell song. Last night, you crossed the Yellow River.
People who are most worried are afraid to hear the swan song, and lonely travelers are in the silence of mountains and clouds.
The morning dawn in Guancheng urges the cold to approach, and the sound of anvil is even later.
This is Chang 'an Entertainment Center, where the years are wasted? .
4. "Send a friend"
Lipper
Castle Peak stretches across the north, while the east of the city is a white waterline.
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.
5. Yellow Crane Tower-Meng Haoran's farewell on his way to Yangzhou
Lipper
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.
Step 6 say goodbye
Du Mu
Getting together seems to be painting, but it is ruthless; I just feel that the wine has to smile and keep silent.
The candle on the table lit the heart, and it also saw the parting; You see, it shed tears for us and flowed to the morning.
7. Say goodbye to friends in Huaishang
Zheng Gu
Yangtze River Yangtze River Chun Lv, Xiaoyao De is dancing around the river to kill people.
Several bagpipes leave the court late. You go to Xiaoxiang and I go to Qin.
8. Break up with Xinjian at Furong Inn
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!
9. farewell
Wang Wei
Seeing friends off in the mountains, Chai Men is half hidden at sunset.
Spring grass will grow green next year, my friend, will you come back?
10.ling
Liu Yong
The cicadas in autumn are so sad and urgent, facing the pavilion, it is in the evening and a sudden rain has just stopped. All the accounts are not in the mood. I miss places and Lanzhou to urge me to send them. Holding hands and looking at each other, tears swirled in my eyes until there were no words at last, and a thousand words stuck in my throat and I couldn't say it. Think about it, thousands of miles of smoke, the dusk is heavy, and the sky is boundless.
Since ancient times, it has been awkward and cold to leave. Who knows where I am when I am awake tonight? Yang Liuan, the morning breeze and the waning moon! After the New Year, it should be a good morning and a good scene. Even if there are thousands of customs in Qian Qian, who should I talk to?
2. The ancient poem "Farewell Du Fu to Shu Guan" describes that lovers meet five rivers into one river across the wall of Sanqin and a layer of fog.
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. "Send Yuan Er An Xi" Wang Wei Acropolis is light to rain and dust, and the guest house is green and willow-colored.
Sincerely advise friends to drink a glass of wine, and it is difficult to meet their relatives when they go out to the sun. "Farewell to Weiwan" Li's farewell song was smelling the wanderer and spent the early frost last night.
People who are most worried are afraid to hear the swan song, and lonely travelers are in the silence of mountains and clouds. The morning dawn in Guancheng urges the cold to approach, and the sound of anvil is even later.
This is Chang 'an Entertainment Center, where the years are wasted? . "Farewell to Friends" Li Bai Qingshan stretches across the northland, with a white waterline in 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. "Yellow Crane Tower Farewell to Meng Haoran on the way to Yangzhou" Li Bai's old friend stayed in the Yellow Crane Tower in the west, and 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. "Farewell" Du Mu is affectionate but seems to be ruthless forever. He can't laugh until he feels dead.
The candle on the table lit the heart, and it also saw the parting; You see, it shed tears for us and flowed to the morning. "Farewell to friends in Huaishang" Yang, the head of the Yangtze River in Zheng Gu, and Yang Huahou killed people crossing the river.
Several bagpipes leave the court late. You go to Xiaoxiang and I go to Qin. "Farewell to Lotus Inn and Xin Qiji" Wang Changling entered Wu on a cold rainy night and saw Min Gu.
Friends, if my friends in Luoyang invite me; Just say I'm still Bing Xin Okho, and stick to my faith! "Farewell" in Wang Weishan, until now, I closed the door of the thatched cottage in the dark.
Spring grass will grow green next year, my friend, will you come back? "Yulin Ling" Liu Yong is cold and sad, Changting rests at dusk, and the shower begins to rest at 62616964757A 6869416FE78988E698331333656430. All the accounts are not in the mood. I miss places and Lanzhou to urge me to send them.
Holding hands and looking at each other, tears swirled in my eyes until there were no words at last, and a thousand words stuck in my throat and I couldn't say it. Think about it, thousands of miles of smoke, the dusk is heavy, and the sky is boundless.
Since ancient times, it has been awkward and cold to leave. Who knows where I am when I am awake tonight? Yang Liuan, the morning breeze and the waning moon! After the New Year, it should be a good morning and a good scene.
Even if there are thousands of customs in Qian Qian, who should I talk to? .
3. Ancient poems about love or parting: Acacia, Wang Wei, when those red berries come in spring, they flush on your southern branches? People who want to miss them collect more, and Mix red beans have attracted people's attention.
Looking at the moon, thinking of a person in the distance, Zhang Jiuling, the moon, is now full at sea. At this time, Tianya * * * brings a separated heart, and the night is long and considerate. Although I blew out the candle, it didn't get dark. Although I put on my coat, it didn't get warm, so I left my message to the moon and still had a dream. Li Bai, the lyrics of autumn wind, the autumn wind is clear, the autumn moon is bright, and the fallen leaves gather and disperse, and Western jackdaw is surprised again. It's embarrassing to meet each other on blind dates; When you enter my lovesick door, you will know that I am lovesick for a long time and lovesick for a short time. If I had known this, I didn't know him at the beginning.
Rain in the east, sunrise in the east, said it was not sunny, but it was still sunny. Liu Yuxi's bamboo ci is full of peach blossoms, and the spring water in Shu hits the mountain stream.
A girl saw it and thought that her husband's love was as fleeting as this peach blossom, and infinite sadness was like this endless river of water. The swallow tower is upstairs, accompanied by a broken lamp and dawn frost, and a lonely person gets up from a acacia tree.
How much is acacia? The ends of the earth are not long. Jinse Li Shangyin I want to know why my Jinse has fifty strings, each of which has a flower-like interval. In daydreaming, Zhuangzi, a saint of youth, was bewitched by butterflies, and the king's longing for love cried in the cuckoo, and the mermaid cried pearl-like tears in the moon-green sea. The blue fields breathed their jadeite to the sun, and the moment that should have lasted forever came and gone unconsciously. Untitled Li Shangyin came with empty words. It was already five o'clock in the month. Although the dream is far away, it is difficult to cry, and the book advises no ink. Wax shines on half a cage of golden jade, and musk embroiders hibiscus slightly. Liu Lang hates Pengshan, which is ten thousand times heavier than Pengshan. Untitled Li Shangyin hangs the curtain again.
The Wushan goddess of Chu was originally a dream; Qingxi is the residence of my sister-in-law, and there is no lang here. Storms make nut horns ecstasy, and the moon dew sweetens cinnamon leaves? Although fully aware of lovesickness, there is no good health; I am infatuated with it to the end and fall in love for life.
Untitled Li Shangyin I have known her for a long time, and we have been apart for a long time. Spring silkworms die, candles burn every night, and clouds change in the morning mirror, but I dare to sing Pengshan at night. Oh, Jade Bird, listen! -Give me what she said! Untitled Li Shangyin, the star last night and the wind last night, Guitangdong on the west side of the painting building, have no wings for Cai Feng to fly, and are connected with the heart. Separated from the seat, the spring wine is warm and the wax lamp is red. Alas, it's time to call the roll in the morning when you hear the drums of the fifth watch; Riding to Lantai is like the wind in the wind.
Li Shangyin, who traveled alone in Qujiang in late autumn, hated being born in the spring when lotus leaves were born, and in the autumn when lotus leaves were withered. Knowing that he had been in love for a long time, he was disappointed with the sound of the river at Wangjiangtou. Mr. Li Shangyin's "A Note to Friends in the North on a Rainy Night" asked about the untimely return date, and the rain rose to Qiuchi in the evening. Why did * * * cut the candle at the west window, but when he said it was raining late? Without Yuan Zhen, water makes the sea sad and amber forever. I am lazy to look back on flowers, and half of the reason is that I am a monk. The topic is, Cuihu Village in the south of the city, where peach blossoms set each other off today last year.
Today, I came here again. I don't know where the girl went. Only the peach blossoms are still there, smiling in full bloom in the spring breeze. Farewell to Du Mu is sentimental but always seems heartless, but he can't laugh at what he looked like before he was born. Candles say goodbye kindly and cry for others until dawn. In my dream, I sent Zhang Bi Xie Guren, and the small corridor turned askew.
Only the spring moon in the sky is the most affectionate, and it also shines on the courtyard flowers for the people. The waterline of Li Yi, who writes about love, is full of precious thoughts.
From then on, there is no good night, let him go down to the west wing in the bright moon. Prince Cui Jiao, the son of a handmaiden, followed in his footsteps, and Green Pearl shed tears.
Xiao Lang was a passer-by as soon as Houmen entered the sea. I am a member, he is ashamed to cover his sleeves in the sun, and he is too lazy to put on makeup in spring.
It's easier to find priceless treasure than to have a lover. Tears are hidden on the pillow, and flowers are heartbroken.
You can spy out why Song Yu hates Wang Chang. Jiangling rushed to send thousands of maple leaves to the river bridge. Remember that your heart is like the Xihe River, which flows eastward day and night.
Sauvignon Blanc flows easily, Surabaya flows, and flows to Guazhou Ancient Ferry. Wu Shan is a little worried. Think of dragons, hate dragons, hate to rest when returning, and the moon people lean on the building.
I dreamed of washing and dressing in Jiangnan, leaning against Wangjianglou alone. After all, Qian Fan is not here, and the oblique light is full of water, and Bai Pingzhou is heartbroken! Sauvignon blanc forest is covered with green mountains and green moons.
The green hills on both sides of the strait greet each other. Who knows the feeling of parting? Your tears are full and mine are full.
The ribbon knot is not finished. The tide at the head of the river has ebbed.
I met Yu and went to the west wing without saying a word. The moon was like a hook. Lonely phoenix tree deep courtyard locks clear autumn.
Cutting is still messy, which is parting from sorrow. It's not just the general taste.
In the dark night, Li Yulin thanked Chunhong, and she was also anxious, but there was a cold rain and a night breeze. Cochineal tears, stay drunk, when heavy.
Naturally, people hate water when they grow up. At first, a strong wind blew to Jinmen, Feng Yansi, bringing a pool of spring water.
Wandering in the fragrant path of Yuanyang, stroking the almond core with your hand. Leaning on the railing by the pool, watching the fighting ducks, the Hosta on his head hangs obliquely.
He missed his sweetheart all day, but he never came back, and suddenly he heard a magpie calling. Yulouchun Ouyang Xiu planned to say the date of return in front of the bottle, but did not say that Chunrong was miserable first. Life is naturally infatuated, and this resentment has nothing to do with romance.
Before the farewell party, Mo sang a new tie. This song has a sad feeling. When you see all the flowers in Los Angeles, it's easy to say goodbye to Chunfeng. By the Xijiang River, Sima Guang's bun is loose and tied, and the lead flower is light makeup. Red mist cover light, fly flocculant. Be there or be square, appear heartless. At the end of the song, the wine wakes up slightly. The moon in the deep courtyard is quiet. The fairy in the magpie bridge, Qin Guan is delicate and clever, the flying stars spread grievances, and the silver Han is far away.
When you meet, you will win, but there are countless people in the world. Common complaint against acacia, tender feelings like water, meet each other as if it were a dream, when it is hard to see the bridge.
If two kinds of feelings last for a long time, they are still there, day and night. Beauty Qin Guan's peach blossoms are planted in the sky, not only the number of flowers, but also the water deep in the chaotic mountain is beautiful. Who is the jade blooming for? What is the limit of the slight cold in Mao Mao? Don't care about spring, what's the harm of getting drunk? I'm afraid my heart will break when I wake up! Liu Yong felt cold and sad.
The pavilion was late and the shower began to rest. All the accounts are not in the mood. I miss places and Lanzhou to urge me to send them.
Holding hands and looking at each other, tears swirled in my eyes until there were no words at last, and a thousand words stuck in my throat and I couldn't say it. Thinking about thinking, thousands of miles of smoke, dusk, chutiankuo.
Love hurts and leaves since ancient times. What's more, it is a cold autumn festival.
Where did you wake up tonight? Yang Liuan and Xiaofeng are dying. After the New Year, it should be a good time and a good scene.
Customs are strange, who to talk to. Wu Fengqi Liuyong leans against a dangerous building, and the wind is very good.
Looking forward to spring sorrow, the sky is dark. In the afterglow of grass and smoke.
Who knows why I lean on the tracks silently? I'm getting drunk.
When drinking is a song, strong music is still tasteless. I don't regret widening my belt.
It's worth getting tired for my coquetry. Recalling the thin pillow weather in Emperor Yong Jing Liu.
It feels like love at first sight. It's colder to get up and sleep.
After all, I can't sleep, and the night is as long as years. I'm going to stay, but I'm going back to Levi's.
I have plans to fight for resistance again. Ten thousand kinds of thoughts, many solutions, only loneliness and fatigue.
This is my life, and I have shed a thousand tears for you. Yan Shu's iris shed tears, the curtain was light and cold, and the swallows flew away. The bright moon is unfamiliar and bitter, and shines obliquely through Zhuhu Lake. Last night, the west wind withered the green trees, and I went up to the tall building alone and looked at the horizon. You have to send colorful stationery to know where the mountains and rivers are far away. On a partridge, Yan's colorful sleeves are holding the jade clock diligently, but in those days, she was drunk and red.
Dance along the center of the willow building.
4. What ancient poems and essays describe the relationship between life and death between lovers, and have a dialogue with Zi? Hold your hand and grow old with your son. -The Book of Songs, anonymous, drumming.
There is more than one shadow in the world. How can we live together without dying? -Chen Hengke's "Portrait of Chunqi"
A beautiful woman can't forget it when she sees it, and she will go crazy if she doesn't see it for a day. -Anonymous "Song of Phoenix Seeking Phoenix"
Since the monarch came out, the mirror was dark and hopeless. Thinking of you is like running water, why are you poor? -Xu Gan's "Thinking about the Room"
Falling red is not heartless, but turning into spring mud protects flowers more. -Gong Zizhen's "Jihai Miscellaneous Work"
I can't help it when it's not old. The heart is like a double screen with a Qian Qian knot in it. -Zhang Xian's Millennium.
The earth endures, and the sky endures; One day both will end, and this endless sadness will last forever. -Bai Juyi's Song of Eternal Sorrow
We hope to fly in heaven, two birds become one and grow on the earth, two branches of a tree ... —— Bai Juyi's Song of Eternal Sorrow.
Repeated tears seal the word, and life is only difficult to die. -Wen, "Recent Love"
I just hope your heart is the same as mine. Don't miss it. -Li Chi Ngai's Operator
Marriage, love and affection are beyond doubt. -Su Wu is married.
I wish I were like a star, like a moon, shining every night. -Fan Chengda's "Car in the Distance"
Remembering you is like the Xijiang River, which flows eastward day and night without rest. -Yu's Sorrow and Hope in Jiangling
The heart of spring has not bloomed. Even this bright flame of love has only ashes? . -Li Shangyin's Untitled Six Songs and Six Songs.
All roads lead to gold and jade. I only saw the alliance between wood and stone. Facing the sky, the nobles in the mountains are crystal clear with snow; I will never forget the lonely forest in the world. -Cao Xueqin's life mistakes
Come back when you are born, and it is Sauvignon Blanc when you die. -Su Wu's "Married"
I don't know if the soul is broken, but the dream follows. Nobody knows except the horizon and the moon. -Wei Zhuang's "The First Two Female Champions"
Jathyapple has a quiet dream, and the spring breeze is ten miles gentle. -Eighty-six sons of Qin Guan
5. What poems describe lovers' parting? 1, "Lin Yuling, chilling and sad"
Song Dynasty: Liu Yong
The cicadas in autumn are so sad and urgent, facing the pavilion, it is in the evening and a sudden rain has just stopped. Farewell outside Kyoto, but not in the mood to drink, reluctant to leave, the people on board have been urging to start. Holding hands and looking at each other, tears swirled in my eyes until there were no words at last, and a thousand words stuck in my throat and I couldn't say it. Thinking of returning to the south this time, this journey is another road. Thousands of miles away, it is misty, and the night sky is a vast night fog. Since ancient times, the most sad thing for sentimental people is to leave, not to mention the bleak autumn, how can they stand the sadness. Who knows where I am when I am awake tonight? Fear is just the edge, facing the sad morning wind and the setting sun of the waning moon. This is a long time, people who love each other are not together, and I even expect to be satisfied with the good weather and scenery in name only. Even if it is full of emotions, who can enjoy it together?
Translation:
After autumn, cicadas are so sad and in a hurry. Facing the pavilion, it was at night and a sudden rain had just stopped. Outside Kyoto, farewell dinner, but no mood to drink. When I was reluctant to go, the people on board had already urged me to start.
Holding hands, looking at each other, my eyes were full of tears, and I couldn't speak until the end, and I couldn't say a thousand words in my throat. Thinking about going back to the south, this journey is another journey. Thousands of miles away, there is a wave of smoke and the dark night sky is endless.
Since ancient times, the most sad thing for passionate people is to leave, not to mention this bleak and cold autumn, how can this parting stand! Who knows where I will wake up tonight? I'm afraid only Liu 'an faces the sharp morning breeze and the waning moon at dawn. It's been a long time since I left each other, and people who love each other are no longer together. I think even if we meet fine weather and beautiful scenery, it just seems like nothing. Even if it is full of affection, who can you enjoy it with?
2. "Meet again in the depths of Qulan"
Qing Dynasty: Nalan Xingde
Reunion in the depths of the winding aperture, tears even to people. Sorrow and parting should be the same, at most, there is no clear resentment between months.
Sleeping alone for half a life, the mountain pillow is stained with sandalwood. Recall what is the most fascinating thing. The first one is to draw a skirt with folded branches.
Translation:
I met you again in the depths of the winding corridor. I hold you in my arms with pity. The two snuggled together, whispering and telling each other about their long-lost lovesickness. In my arms, your body trembled slightly, gently wiping the dripping crystal tears, which made people feel infinite pity. Now, the beauty in memory has become desolation after parting.
After leaving, I only felt lonely for half my life, and tears were already on my pillow. The most desolate and cold, in the silent moonlight; I am most afraid of memories, when I splashed ink on your skirt.
3, "butterfly lovers, read the bitter parting"
Qing Dynasty: Wang Guowei
After reading all the bitterness of leaving this world, there are still so many scattered flowers that do not return. Flowers have nothing to say, and the green window is spring.
I will tell you under the acacia lamp that I have new love and old hatred for Qian Qian. Most importantly, the world can't stay, and Zhu Yan's words are reflected in the mirror.
Translation:
Travel all over the world and see all the human feelings. Unexpectedly, when I returned to my hometown, my old friend had fallen like a flower. Recalling the parting with her at that time, I was relatively speechless, leaving only sadness and parting thoughts. Now, only the green window remains, but it is not the scenery at that time.
I want to tell acacia in detail under this firefly lamp. The new man is like jade, but to whom is the old man helpless? If I had known that all the good things in this world were not long-lasting, it would have been difficult to last. If the mirror is empty, where can I shine? Just like falling flowers, only empty branches make me lonely.
4. "It's not like Jiang Yue to hate the king when picking mulberry seeds."
Song Dynasty: Lv Benzhong
I hate that you are not like the moon on the river. No matter people wander north and south, the moon is not separated from people.
Damn you, you are like the moon hanging high above the river, just perfect and gone, and I don't know when it will wait until the moon is round again.
Translation:
I hate that you are not like the bright moon hanging on the riverside building. No matter how people wander, the bright moon is always with people. Hating you is like the bright moon hanging on the riverside building. It just disappeared, and I don't know when it will be full again.
5. "Altair"
Han Dynasty: Anonymous
Distant Altair, Jiao Jiao Hehan girl. Skillful hands, make a loom. There is no chapter all day, and tears are pouring down.
The river is clear and shallow, how much is the difference! Between water and water, there are no words.
Translation:
Distant and bright Altair, bright and distant Vega. The weaver girl is waving her long white hands, and the loom keeps ringing. Because of lovesickness, she couldn't weave any patterns all day, and tears scattered all over the floor like rain. They are not far from each other only by the clear and shallow Milky Way. Across the clear and shallow banks of the Milky Way, they stared at each other silently.
6. Who expressed the ancient prose that loved my lover all my life, held my hand and made me crazy for half my life;
Who, kiss my eyes, cover my half-life displacement;
Who touches my face and soothes my half-life sorrow?
Who, with my heart, melted my half-life frost;
Who, holding my shoulder, drives me to be silent all my life.
Who, call my heart, cover up my life.
Who abandoned me and left me alone?
Who can understand me and let me have no regrets in this life?
Who can help my arm, unparalleled through the ages;
Who can pour my heart, an inch of land is empty;
Who can bury me and laugh at the emptiness of heaven and earth? My heart is crazy.
Yi, cover my lips and dispel my past life;
Yi, hold my arms, except for my frivolous past life.
Hold your hand and accompany you crazy;
Kiss your eyes deeply and stay with you forever.
Holding your hand, * * * you have weathered all your life;
Kiss your eyes and give you a lifetime of affection.
I, holding your hand, take away all your life;
I, caressing my neck, will protect you from the storms of your life.
Here, hold the child's hair and hold the child for a lifetime;
Here, hold your hand and go to a world of love;
Once, in the name of the holy father, you were saved from sorrow all your life;
Zeng, with my love, I wish you peace in your life!