What are the farewell poems in 75 ancient poems that primary school students must recite?

1, Qu/Tang Dynasty Wang Wei's "Send Yuan Er Shi An Xi"

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 (1) Hostel Yang Yiyi Liu Chun)

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.

2. Tang Gao Shi's two poems "Don't Move Big"

Like a bird, she still flapped her wings and felt sorry for herself, leaving Beijing for more than ten years.

A gentleman is poor, who wants to meet today without paying for drinks?

The untitled time was long before I met her, but even longer after we broke up. That was Li Shangyin in the Tang Dynasty.

It was a long time ago that I met her, but since we separated, the time has become longer, the east wind is blowing and a hundred flowers are blooming.

Silkworms in spring will weave until they die, and candles will drain the wick every night.

In the morning, she saw her hair cloud changing in the mirror, but she bravely faced the cold of the moonlight with her evening song.

There are not many roads to Pengshan. Oh, Bluebird, listen! -Give me what she said! .

4. Li Bai's farewell to Meng Haoran on his way to Yangzhou in the Tang Dynasty.

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.

5. Du Fu's Spring Hope in Tang Dynasty

Chang' an fell, the country was broken, and only the mountains and rivers remained; Spring has come, and the sparsely populated Chang' an city is densely forested.

Sad state, can not help but burst into tears, amazing birds, leaving sorrow and hate.

The war lasted for more than half a year, and letters from home were rare, with a hundred thousand gold.

I stroke my white hair. It has become so thin that it can no longer hold hairpins.