Poetry about the joy of an old friend’s return

1. Poems about the return of an old friend

Poems about the return of an old friend 1. Poems about the return

There are many poems that express the meaning of return, it is difficult to cover them all To list, the most famous one is Tao Yuanming's "Return to Come Come". The relevant original text and translation are as follows:

1. Original text:

Return to Come! Will the countryside be full of wild beards? Since you regard your heart as a servant, you are ridiculed and melancholy and only sad? Realize that the past is not admonished, and know that what is coming can be pursued; in fact, the lost path is not far away, and I realize that what is now is but yesterday was not. The boat is sailing far away, the wind is blowing and the clothes are blowing. I asked Zheng Husband about the way forward, and I hated the faintness of the morning light.

I looked at the house and ran away with joy. The servant boy welcomes you, and the child waits for the door. The three paths are deserted, but the pines and chrysanthemums still remain. When I brought my child into the house, there was a bottle full of wine. Use the cup to drink for yourself, look at the courtyard to enjoy your beauty. Leaning against the south window to express your pride, it is easy to rest your knees when looking at your appearance. The garden is filled with sunlight to make it interesting. Although the gate is set up, it is always closed. The old man is encouraged to rest, his head straightened, and he looks far away. The clouds have no intention to come out of Xiu, and the birds know when they are tired of flying. The scenery is blurry and the scenery is about to enter, caressing the lonely pine and wandering around.

Come back! Please pay us a visit. The world is against my will, how can I ask for my words again? Love words to please relatives, music on the piano and writing to soothe worries. The peasants told me that spring was coming and that something would happen in Xichou. Or a life-carrying carriage, or a solitary boat. It is both graceful and graceful to find ravines, and also rugged to pass through hills. The trees are flourishing and the springs are beginning to trickle. When I get all the good things, I feel grateful for the rest of my life.

That’s it! How long will it take to stay in Xingyu, and I will not leave or stay at my will? Why not, what else do you want to do? Wealth and honor are not my wish, and an imperial homeland cannot be expected. If you have a good time, you can go alone, or plant a stick and work hard. Climb Donggao to soothe the whistle, and compose poems near the clear stream. Talking about the multiplication and returning to the end, Yuefu's destiny returns to ridicule and doubt!

2. Translation:

Go home! The countryside is almost deserted, why not go back? Since my soul is at the mercy of my body, why am I so frustrated and sad alone? I regret that the mistakes of the past cannot be undone, but I firmly believe that they can be made up for in the years to come. In fact, I have not gone astray very far. I have realized that what I am doing now is right and what I did in the past was wrong. The boat floats gently on the water, and the breeze blows the clothes. Asking passers-by about the road ahead, I only felt regretful that the morning light was hazy and the sky was not bright.

Having just seen the door of my humble home, I ran forward happily. The children of the family greeted him cheerfully, and the young children waited at the door. The path in the courtyard was covered with weeds, but the pines and chrysanthemums were still the same; when I took the children into the house, the wine bottles were already filled with wine. I picked up the flask and glass and poured myself a drink, looking at the trees in the garden (which made me) look happy; leaning on the south window to express my pride in the world, (even more) I felt that this small place could easily make me feel at ease. Walking in the garden (alone) every day is very interesting. The door of the small garden is often closed; I walk and rest with a cane, and I always look up at the sky in the distance. White clouds naturally floated out from the caves, and the tired birds also knew how to fly back to their nests; the sun was dim and was about to set, but I couldn't bear to leave, and I lingered with my hand on the lonely pine.

Go back! I want to cut off all contact with worldly people. Everything about them is not in line with my interests, so what else do I want if I drive out? Talking with old friends in my hometown makes me happy, and playing the piano and reading can make me sad. The farmer told me the news that spring is coming, and he will go to the fields in the west to cultivate. Sometimes I drive a carriage, sometimes I paddle a boat, not only to explore the deep ravines, but also to walk through the rugged hills. The trees are flourishing and the spring water is flowing slowly. (I) envy all the creatures in nature to grow and prosper in time, and lament that my life is coming to an end.

Forget it! How much time is left in this world? Why not stay or go according to your own wishes? Why are you so restless and where else do you want to go? Wealth and honor are not what I seek, and there is no hope of ascending to the immortal world. Cherishing the beautiful scenery in those good times, I go alone to enjoy it, or use a stick to weed the grass and help the seedlings grow; I climb the east hillside and scream loudly, singing poems by the clear stream; for the time being, I live my life in compliance with fate, take pleasure in my destiny, and return to the world. Any hesitation or hesitation?

2. What are the poems that describe "old friends"

1. Guest Night and Old Friends Puppet Collection from the Tang Dynasty: Dai Shulun

The moon is full again in autumn, and it is a night in the city. Thousands of weights.

We also held a meeting in Jiangnan, where we encountered each other in dreams and doubts.

The windy branches frighten the dark magpies, and the dew grass covers the cold crickets.

The captain of the brigade is drunk, and he is afraid of the dawn bell.

2. No old friend of Fan Tang Dynasty: Zhang Ji

The year before last, Yuezhi was attacked, and the whole army was lost under the city.

The Tibetan and Han people broke the news and parted in life and death.

There is no one to collect the waste account, and the flag is returned to the horse.

I want to offer sacrifices to you, but I am crying at this moment.

3. A happy meeting with an old friend from Liangchuan in Huaishang Tang Dynasty: Wei Yingwu

I was a guest in Jianghan, and I returned drunk every time I met.

After the floating clouds parted, the flowing water lasted for ten years.

The laughter and affection are as old as before, and the hair on the temples has become stained.

Why not go back? There are autumn mountains on the Huai River.

4. Visiting an old friend’s village Tang Dynasty: Meng Haoran

An old friend brought chicken and millet and invited me to Tian’s house.

Green trees border the village, and Qingshanguo slopes outside.

Open a dining room and chat over wine.

On the Double Ninth Festival, I will still come to see chrysanthemums.

5. An old friend from another city in Jeju for the first time. Tang Dynasty: Wang Wei

A minor official is easily offended, so he was banished to Jichuan Yin.

Those in power must adhere to the law, and a wise ruler should follow this heart.

The Luyan River flows upward, and the sea in Jingyi is deep with clouds.

Even if there is a day to return, everyone will worry about the invasion of years on the temples.

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3. What are the poems about "old friends"

1. Relatives and friends in Luoyang are like asking each other, and a heart of ice is in a jade pot. ——Wang Changling, "Farewell to Xin Jian at the Furong Tower"

Interpretation: My friend, if relatives and friends in Luoyang ask about me, just say that I am still as cold as a jade pot, and stick to my faith!

2. I urge you to drink another glass of wine. There will be no old friends when you leave Yangguan in the west. ——Wang Wei's "Weicheng Song/Send Yuan Er Envoy to Anxi"

Interpretation: I sincerely advise my friend to drink another glass of wine. It will be difficult to meet old relatives when you leave Yangguan to the west.

3. The old friend bid farewell to the Yellow Crane Tower in the west, and the fireworks descended on Yangzhou in March. ——Li Bai's "Yellow Crane Tower Farewell to Meng Haoran in Guangling"

Interpretation: An old friend waved to me frequently and said goodbye to the Yellow Crane Tower. In this spring of catkins like smoke and flowers in bloom, I went to Yangzhou in March. tour.

4. Just like under the lamp, an old friend from thousands of miles away returns to see his shadow. ——Huang Tingjian's "Pin Ling·Tea Ci"

Explanation: It's like seeing old friends coming from thousands of miles away to meet each other when we are alone with a lantern.

5. Suddenly I remembered my old friend, now my boss. Dreaming is good. At a loss, I forgot about Handan Road. ——Wang Anshi, "Proud of the Fisherman: Thousands of Peaks Hold the Small Bridge on the Ping An"

Definition: Suddenly I remembered that all my old friends were old, and I was no exception. Nowadays, I am greedy for leisure and have forgotten my dream of entering politics and making achievements.

6. Old friends come into my dream, knowing that I will remember each other forever. ——Du Fu's "Dream of Li Bai's Two Poems, Part One"

Interpretation: Old friend, you suddenly came to my dream, because you know that I always remember you.

7. Old friends are separated by rivers and seas, and separated by mountains and rivers several times. ——Sikong Shu, "Farewell to Han Shen at Yunyang Pavilion"

Definition: How many years have passed since we parted ways with our old friends across the river and sea, separated by mountains and rivers.

8. Old friends are on the high platform morning and evening. Give me the spring scenery of Jiangnan and a branch of plum. ——Shu Yu's "Poppy: Send to Gongdu"

Interpretation: Friends from far away will definitely come to the stage to gaze at me and send me a spring plum from the south of the Yangtze River.

9. An old friend from Chang'an asked me, "The road is ordinary, but the wine remains the same." ——Xin Qiji's "Magnolia Slowly·Chuzhou Sends Fan Wu"

Interpretation: If an old friend from the capital asks about me, just say that I am still full of sorrow and drink to drown my sorrow.

10. There are many old friends in Hexi Muzhong, and the old friends will say goodbye in the spring of March and May. ——Cen Shen's "A Night Gathering with the Magistrates in the Liangzhou Pavilion"

Explanation: I have many old friends in the Hexi Shogunate, and it has been three or five years since we parted ways with them.

4. Poems about looking forward to the early return of loved ones

Poems about missing relatives or friends far away

(1) Dye Zuo [Tang Dynasty] Gao Shi

The hotel is so cold that I can’t sleep alone, and the guests’ hearts are filled with sadness.

My hometown is far away tonight, and tomorrow is another year with frost on my temples.

⑵ Returning Home [Tang Dynasty] Du Mu

The childish child held up his clothes and asked, why is it too late to return? ***Who fights for time and wins the hair on the sideburns?

⑶ Xiangsi [Song Dynasty] Li Gou

People say that the setting sun is the end of the world, but I can’t see my home even if I look to the end of the world.

I already hate that the Bishan Mountains are blocking each other, and the Bishan Mountains are still covered by dusk clouds.

⑷The capital received a letter from the family [Ming Dynasty] Yuan Kai

The river is three thousand miles away, and the letter from home contains fifteen lines. There was no other words to say while walking, except that he would return home as soon as possible.

⑸ Watching the mountains with Master Haochu and sending them to relatives in Beijing [Tang Dynasty] Dai Shulun

The sharp mountains by the sea are like swords, and the coming of autumn cuts the heart of sorrow everywhere.

If I were to transform myself into a hundred billion people, I would disperse up to the top of the mountain and look at my hometown.

⑹Wen Yan [Tang Dynasty] Wei Yingwu

Where is my hometown? It’s a leisurely time to return to your thoughts. On an autumn rainy night in Huainan, Gaozhai heard the arrival of wild geese.

⑺Miscellaneous Poems (Wang Wei)

You come from your hometown, you should know the things in your hometown. Will the winter plum blossoms bloom in front of the beautiful window tomorrow?

⑻Title: Dayu Lingbei Station (Question of the Song Dynasty)

Wild geese are flying to the south under the overcast moon, and the rumor ends here. My journey has not ended yet, when will I come back?

The river is still and the tide is beginning to fall, and the forest is dim and closed. In the Ming Dynasty, when you look at your hometown, you should see Longtou plum.

⑼ Crossing the Jingmen Gate to say goodbye (Li Bai)

Crossing the distance outside the Jingmen Gate, I came to travel from the Kingdom of Chu. The mountains end with the plains, and the river flows into the wilderness.

Under the moonlight, there is a flying mirror, and the clouds are forming sea towers. I still feel sorry for the water in my hometown, and send my boat sailing thousands of miles away.

⑽Yi Shedi (Du Fu) on a moonlit night

The garrison drum interrupts the pedestrian movement, and the sound of wild geese is heard in autumn. The dew is white tonight, and the moon is bright in my hometown.

My brothers are all scattered, and I have no family to ask about life and death. Sending letters often failed to arrive, and the troops did not stop.

⑾Farewell (Folk Song of the Sui Dynasty)

The willows hang green on the ground, and the poplar flowers are flying in the sky.

The wicker sticks are folded and the flowers are flying away. May I ask the passers-by if they are coming home?

⑿Watching the Moon on the Fifteenth Night (Wang Jian) ??

Crows roost on the white trees in the courtyard, and the cold dew wets the sweet-scented osmanthus silently.

Tonight, when the moon is bright and everyone looks around, I don’t know who is missing my autumn thoughts.

⒀Meeting the envoy to the capital

The road to the east of my hometown is long, and my sleeves are full of tears.

We will meet soon without pen and paper, but I will rely on you to send messages of peace.

⒁Shier (Lu You)

After death, I know that everything is in vain, but the sadness is not the same as that of Jiuzhou.

Wang Shibei fixed the day of the Central Plains, and he never forgot to tell Nai Weng about the family sacrifices.

⒂Yu Jia Ao (Fan Zhongyan)

The scenery is strange when autumn comes in the fortress. The geese in Hengyang leave without paying attention, and there are sounds from all directions. Thousands of miles away, the long smoke sets and the sun sets, solitary city closed.

A glass of wine can bring you thousands of miles away, but you will never find a way to return home. Qiang Guan is covered with frost all over the ground. When a man is sleepless, the general's hair turns gray and his husband weeps.

⒃Cut a plum blossom and cross the Wujiang River (Jiang Jie)

A piece of spring sorrow awaits the pouring of wine. The boats on the river are rocking, and the curtains on the upper floors are moving. Qiuniang Ferry and Tai Niang Bridge. The wind is blowing and the rain is falling.

When will I return home to wash my guest robes? The word "Yin" means "Sheng", the word "Xin" means "Xiang Shao". It is easy for people to be thrown away by the stream of light. The cherries are red and the bananas are green.

⒄The sky is clear and the sand is clear, Autumn Thoughts (Ma Zhiyuan)

Withered vines, old trees and dim crows, small bridges and flowing water, people's homes, and old roads with westerly winds and thin horses.

As the sun sets in the west, the heartbroken people are at the end of the world.

⒅ Inscription on the wall in prison (Tan Sitong)

Looking at the door and stopping there, I thought of Zhang Jian, and I endured death for a moment to wait for Du Gen.

I smiled at the sky with my horizontal sword, leaving my liver and gallbladder intact.

⒆A chapter of reflections (Tan Sitong)

Everything in the world has experienced the sorrow of spring, and now it is time to cry to the sky.

Forty million people burst into tears, wondering where is China.