It is difficult to say farewell on the Qiujiang River. Tomorrow the boat will be in Chang'an.
The old friend left the Yellow Crane Tower in the west, and the fireworks went down to Yangzhou in March. The shadow of the lone sail in the distance is gone in the blue sky, and only the Yangtze River can be seen flowing in the sky.
I want to say goodbye to you, both are eunuchs. There are close friends in the sea, and there are neighbors in the world. If you do nothing, you will be on the wrong road, and your children will be stained with towels.
The bright moon is hidden behind the tall trees, and the long river is hidden from the dawn sky. Youyou Luoyang said, when will this meeting take place?
I heard the wanderers singing songs of departure in the morning, and I first crossed the river with a slight frost last night. The swan geese can't bear to listen to the sorrow. The situation of Yunshan is like that of a guest.