1, how sweet the roadside flowers are, if they don't mean goodbye, old friend. Meng Haoran bid farewell to Wang Wei
2, miss the old friend, thousands of miles to this * * * bright moon. Kou Zhun's A Trip to Tasha: Cold Grass and Wide Smoke
Guan Bao has been dead for a long time. Who will follow him? Li Bai's elegant ballads
4, know each other why old, cover the order. Tao Yuanming's Answer to Pang Congjun
5, meet for one night, the moon is round. Du Fu's Suzan Hotel
6. Husband, don't be too poor and love rich, and don't drink when you meet today. Gao Shi's Two Poems of Biedongda University
7. Old feelings are hard to answer. Huang Tingjian's "On the night of December 19th, I sent a message to catch up with old friends and bring wine to Hanyang, Zhou Xiao, Hubei", which is a very short sentence.
8. The world needs gold to make friends. Gold is neither too much nor too deep. Even if you make a promise temporarily, there will always be a long journey. Zhang Qian's title is "Chang 'an Wall Master"
9. The spring mountains are far above the river, and the clouds are long below. When we leave each other, we will see the wind of Shuang Yan language. Flowers everywhere, looking back on an old friend thousands of miles away, worrying about wine. In front of Yan Hui Peak Road, the smoke trees are green. The sound leakage is residual, the lamp flame is short, and the horseshoe is fragrant. Yunfei, the whole body will shadow Xiaoxiang. How many months ago, the wind wandered the ends of the earth, and the soul dream was bleak. Ge Changgeng's Water Tune
10, I'm afraid to hide. I buried pear flowers in the deep courtyard to clear my tears for my old friend. Wu Wenying's Unintentional Snow
One day, you will meet an old woodcutter, talking and laughing and never coming back. Wang Wei's My Retreat in Zhongnanshan/Entering the Mountain for the First Time/Entering the Mountain to Send an Old Friend to the City.
12, the lake was soaked by white clouds for no reason, so the old books were broken. Huang Tingjian's Two Autumn Poems
13, I remember the meeting in Wuling. Six years later, it was shocking. Looking back, the temple is already a star. Who knows that the wine on the river still carries an old friend. Iron horse red flag cold dusk, let you also send to the border town. I'm only worried about sending a letter to the green ghost. You shouldn't put off the frost until late, but look at this poem. Linjiang Fairy in Zhou Zizhi
14, the solitary sail is far away from the blue sky, and only the Yangtze River flows in the sky. Li Bai's The Yellow Crane Tower bid farewell to Meng Haoran on the way to Yangzhou.
We used to be partners on the river and Han Shang, and every time we met, we would get drunk. Since we left each other, we drifted like clouds, and ten years passed like running water, until we finally got together again. We talked and laughed, just like before, except that the hair on our heads is a little gray now. Why not go home? There are autumn mountains in Huaishang. Wei's Old Friends in Huaishang
As before, we talked and laughed, but now the hair on our heads is a little gray. Wei's Huai Shang Greets the Old Friends of Liangchuan
17, a brief encounter and getting drunk late is the leading edge. Where will the wind and rain go? Su Shi's Queqiao Fairy Tanabata
18, the north wind is cool and the rain and snow are wet. You and I are good friends and run away together. The Book of Songs
19, people are thousands of miles away, and they are happy. Li Bai's "Don't pine branches in Jiangxia"