Ten years of life and death,
Never think, never forget.
A lonely grave thousands of miles away, desolate and nowhere to talk about.
Even if we don't know each other when we meet,
Face covered with dust, temples like frost.
When night comes, the dream suddenly comes home.
Xiao Xuan window, get dressed.
Care for each other without words, only a thousand lines of tears
It is expected that the annual sad place,
Moonlight night, short matsuoka.
2、
An old friend's poem was in a dream at night.
He Xun (Southern and Northern Dynasties)
The guests were frightened by the night. Say it like an old friend. Open the curtains and feel the flow of water. Reflect the bamboo and see the bed empty. Pukou looks at the moon. Wenchangfeng Waizhou. September is not too late. It is difficult to be poor for thousands of miles. It's as bloated as wood. Like a floating canopy. Acacia can't be sent. Straight to the heart.
3、
1October 24th, Jia dreamed of meeting an old friend in the middle of the night and drinking in the mountains and rivers.
Lu you
Brush the Golden Horse Gate, and the tax will drive Fan Shi Village.
Arouse Huashan dream and bring back the soul of Hunan water.
Heart-to-heart handshake, testimony of forgetting words.
I like rattan shade best, and it is a bottle of * * *.
4、
Nalanxingde
Blue and wet, mournful
Blue is soaked to the skin. Comfort me with kindness and forget with forbearance. Half a month ago, I was sick, and the sound of scissors was still wrapped in silver. Remembering life, fearing the sky. So far. Alone with pear blossoms, it's cold. Despair. May the soul know the way and teach you to find your dream and return to the monastery.
The difference between an arrow and a jade hook leads to an oblique road, which is generally easy to digest. Sentenced to wake up from a long sleep, clear tears, stir in pepper paste. I am afraid of the deep spring, and I am still sorry for you. Taoist scholars should sacrifice their lives for righteousness, and then stop worrying about powder and fragrance. Hard to move, soft-hearted.
5、
Lu Xun's Untitled Seven Laws
It is a custom for young women to have silk on their temples on long nights in spring. In my dream, I vaguely shed tears for my mother, and the flag of the king on the city head changed.
Endure watching peers become new ghosts, and look for small poems in anger. There is no place to write after singing, and the moonlight is like water.
6、
Bai Juyi dreamed of traveling hand in hand at night, but she didn't cry in the morning. Zhangpu was sick three times, and the grass trees in Xianyang returned to autumn eight times. You bury your bones under the mud spring, and I send snow all over the world. Ahan Weilang went to the same place, but the night station was confused and I didn't know.
7、
Li Bai's two dream poems
Don du fu
When death is the reason for parting, people will cry, but life leaves again and again.
You didn't bring me any signs of exile in the poisonous humidity of the southern river.
Until you appeared in my dream last night, because I have been thinking about you.
I doubt it's really you, venturing a long way.
The soul comes to the maple leaf, and you disappear into a vague castle.
However, how can you raise your wings and use them from the middle net of your net? .
I woke up, and the low moon flashed on the rafters, as if it were your face, still floating in the air.
There is water to cross, they are wild and toss, and no one makes horned dragons.
Clouds are floating in the sky, but old friends have gone for a long time.
I see you in my dreams every night, and you know what you mean to me.
The difference is that you always look in a hurry and always talk about how easy it is to meet.
There are many dangerous waves on the rivers and lakes, and I am worried that your ship will capsize and sink.
When he went out, he scratched his head with white hair and regretted that he had failed his life.
Gao Che Li Fu is the capital, and you are brilliant, and you are haggard.
Who can say that the principle of justice is not Qiren in old age, but innocent bondage?
Even if there is a good name handed down from generation to generation, it is difficult to make up for the sad loss.
I hope I am satisfied ~
2. The poem of missing an old friend is the saddest and most nostalgic place, and Lanzhou urges it.
Holding hands and looking at each other with tears, I cried without words (Rain Bell by Liu Yong). Affection hurts parting since ancient times, not to mention the clear autumn festival (Rain Bell by Liu Yong) has passed, which should have been a good early scene in name only. Even if the amorous feelings last for thousands of minutes, who should I tell (Liu Yong's "Lin Yuling")? I should have known it myself (Liu Yong's "Youth Tour")?
I regret that I didn't lock the carved saddle (Liu Yong's Ding Feng) in the residual light of the grass, and no one would lean on the railing and be silent. (Liu Yong's "Dead Hua Lian") The belt is getting wider and wider, and it will not go out, which makes people haggard for Iraq.
(Liu Yong's "Butterfly Loves Flowers") The fragrance is not in the core, the fragrance is not in the calyx, and the fragrance is in the bone (Yan by Chao Buzhi). Who knows (Mrs. Wei's "Wu") gaunt and tired in the south of the Yangtze River, unbearable, anxious to get back together (Zhou Bangyan's "Man Ting Fang"), looking at the moon pavilion with his hand, and smelling the flute on the bridge. It is already midnight in the city. The horse is slippery and frozen, so it is better to have a rest. It's better to walk less (Zhou Bangyan Youth Travel Service). It's like Iraq. How can it be like a slave loss (an isolated spirit)? Only Guanshan is thousands of miles away, when will Su Guangtong (Jiang Shenzi of Xie Yi) sail to Wan Liyun? Send a lonely soul and your eyes will be cut off.
Who? It's not the moon that hates you, but the east, the west, the north and the south. East, west, north and south, only each other.
I hate you, but I've been on the river for a month, and I'm still losing money when I'm full. When it is full, it is still a loss. When is the reunion (Lv Benzhong's Mulberry Picking)? It is better to warm the sun and lose to Yingying Yanyan.
The courtyard is full of flower curtains, and the heartbroken grass is far away (Zhu Jinmen). He sits alone, advocates enjoying alone and lying alone. Standing is frustrating, but touching people (Zhu's "delicate magnolia") is naive and not afraid of people guessing, and sleeping with him is pregnant.
When I was leaving, I was too lazy to come to the dresser again (Zhu's Qing Ping Le) for fear of parting. There are many things I want to say and take a break (Li Qingzhao's "The Phoenix Tower Memories the Flute"), but I want to read the water in front of the building and stare at it all day. Seeing the place has added new worries since then (Li Qingzhao's "Recalling Feng Tai to Blow the Flute"). The west wind blinds, people are thinner than yellow flowers (Li Qingzhao's "Drunken Flowers"). Now, with the cold wind, the temple is afraid to go out at night.
It is better to look under the curtain and listen to people's laughter (Li Qingzhao's "Forever Happiness"). When it is cold and lonely, it is most difficult to rest (Li Qingzhao's Slow Voice). Three glasses and two glasses of wine, how can we beat him? It's late and urgent (Li Qingzhao's Slow Voice). This time, how can we get a sad word (Li Qingzhao's Slow Voice)? We should pay attention to Yao Qin, who will listen when there are few bosom friends (Yue Fei's The Hill)? It is even more important.
The lights in the banana window outside the window are infinite. Dreams are hard to achieve, and hatred is hard to level.
People who don't care don't like to hear it, and the empty steps fall. (Si Wan Yong's "Sauvignon Blanc") Dongfeng Xie, with a subtle sense of joy and a melancholy mood, left Suo for several years.
Wrong, wrong, wrong (Lu You's "Hairpin Phoenix") Spring is the same, people are empty, tears are full (Lu You's "Hairpin Phoenix"), peach blossoms fall, and the pool is idle. Although Meng Shan is here, it is hard to trust Jin Shu.
Mo, Mo and Mo (Lu You's "Hairpin Phoenix") are lonely at dusk, and there is more wind and rain (Lu You's "Bu Operator"), and everyone is jealous. Scattered into mud, ground into dust, only the fragrance remains unchanged (Lu You's "Bu Operator"), only the dream soul can reunite, and the dream can not be made (Lu You's "Dead Hua Lian"). I'm not afraid of silver and steel, but I'm afraid of the wind and rags (Lu You's Die in Hua Lian). I'm afraid it has already bloomed, not to mention countless red dots (Xin Qiji's "Fishing"
I look forward to seeing you again in the Ming Dynasty. We should also be surprised to ask: How many buildings in Fahua (Xin Qiji's Nian Nu Jiao) have been deserted recently? Old You Yanfei can say (Xin Qiji's Nian Nu Jiao) that teenagers don't know the taste of sorrow and fall in love with the next floor.
Fall in love with the floor and worry about adding new words. Now that I know what it's like to worry, I want to talk about it.
I want to say that I still have a rest, but it's a cool autumn (Xin Qiji's ugly slave) and nobody cares. What's more, who advised Ti Ying to stop (Xin Qiji's Near Zhu Yingtai), because he brought the sadness of spring, but he didn't know what to do in spring (Xin Qiji's Near Zhu Yingtai). Looking back, the man was there. It's hard to let go of sorrow (Jiang Kui's "Long Pavilion"), Leng Xiang flew to poetry (Jiang Kui's "Nian Nu Jiao") for a long time, and was dyed by acacia in early spring (Jiang Kui's "Walking on the Sand"). Before spring is green, he has his temples first. We leave for too long, and slowly all the pain will be forgotten by time.
I don't know who made me miss that evening, that happy reunion night. Only you and I can understand this feeling. (Jiang Kui's "Partridge Sky") The green carving is easy to cry, and the red calyx is silent and nostalgic (Jiang Kui's "Dimfragrance") is nothing like the spring breeze. No matter what it is, the golden house has been sorted out long ago.
He also taught a song "Go with the Flow", but complained that Yulong's elegy (Jiang Kui's "Thin Shadow") was on the verge of breaking the shore and a new green was born; This is a place that turns red with sadness. I remember the flowers blossoming in the front door and cutting the lights in the middle of the night (Shi Dazu's Luo Qixiang), worried that Cui Dai's eyebrows would be damaged. Flowers bloom every day (Shi Dazu's "Double Words"), and there is a dark green road in front of the building, with a touch of willow and an inch of tenderness (Wu Wenying's "The Wind Into the Pine"). You can't spend your honeymoon with melancholy, and the moss rises to the secluded stage overnight (Wu Wenying Du Qiuniang, Tainiang Bridge).
The wind is floating and the rain is falling. When will you go home and wash your robe? The silver word is the tone, and the heart word is the fragrance.
Time easily throws people away, cherries turn red and bananas turn green (A Plum by Jie Jiang). Emotions and sorrows are always ruthless. You can't write a book until dawn (Jie Jiang's Young Beauty), and only send a little (Zhang Yan's Jie Lianhuan). Jiangzhou Sima, wet with tears, is the same as Tianya (Wu Ji's "Full Moon"). Poetry prospers in autumn.
Throughout the ages, romantic figures, how many heroes (Wan Yanshou's "Chao Zhong Cuo") have left their intestines for a while, with thin makeup marks (Yuan Haowen's "Qing Ping Le"), and the seas are dry and the rocks are rotten, but they hate it.
3. Describe the feeling of seeing an old friend. Poetry 1. Poem: There are several villages in the sound of partridges, and Xiaoxiang meets an old friend.
Said by: Song Xin Qi Ji, Ruan Langgui, Lei Yang Daozhong, who was promoted as the father of Zhang Chu.
Interpretation: Where the partridges are buzzing, there are several families living in mountain villages. I am very happy to meet my old friends on the deserted Xiaoxiang Road.
2. Poetry: It's a beautiful scenery in the south of the Yangtze River, and I meet you when the flowers fall.
From: Du Fu's Riverside Encounter with Li Guinian in Tang Dynasty.
Interpretation: Unexpectedly, there is also a big south of the Yangtze River in this landscape; When the flowers fall, I can meet you again and get to know each other.
3. Poetry: We talked and laughed, just like before, except that the hair on our heads is a little gray now.
Said by: Liang Chuan, an old friend in Huaishang, Wei and Tang Dynasties.
Interpretation: Although we met today, we laughed as before, but unfortunately, people are old and full of spots.
4. Poetry: Jiangnan meets by chance, a dreamer.
From: Dai Shulun's "Guest Night and Old Friends/Village Inn for Old Friends" in Tang Dynasty.
Interpretation: You and I met in Jiangnan, and I suspect it was a dream meeting.
5. Poetry: We talked about what happened in the tide until the bell rang at dusk.
From: A brief but happy meeting with my brother-in-law; Meeting by chance, just for parting, by Li Yi in Tang Dynasty.
Interpretation: I can't finish talking about the changes in the world after my separation until the temple bell rings at dusk.
4. 1 1 April 4th is a stormy day.
Lu you
Lying at night listening to the wind and rain,
Iron horse glacier dream.
Guimeng
Don du fu
If you don't get your dream back, you don't have to talk about it.
Li Bai's two dream poems
Don du fu
Until you appeared in my dream last night, because I have been thinking about you.
On August 30th, the next year, Paulie, I dreamed about it day and night.
Tang Bai Juyi
Dust tassel suddenly relieved sincerity, overjoyed, the world network returned, unknown.
Don't forget the whole Mu Jong in your dream, walking in the mud rain in Lingnan.
No straight, sleepwalking in Xianyou Temple.
Tang Bai Juyi
Because it has become a southwest dream, the dream is a fairy journey.
Mengpei xianggong
Tang Bai Juyi
Dreams are like the past, and there is a golden palace.
5. Poems describing an old friend Poems describing an old friend:
1, my old friend resigned from the Yellow Crane Tower.
the Tang Dynasty
Lipper
See Meng Haoran again on the way to Yangzhou.
2. There is no reason to go out of Yangguan in the west.
the Tang Dynasty
Wang Wei
Send yuan twenty-one Xi
Prepare chicken and rice for me, old friend
the Tang Dynasty
meng haoran
Passing through the village of the old man
4, the old friend Wan Li Guanshan.
the Tang Dynasty
Wen tingjun
Bodhisattva is full of palaces and bright pears and white flowers.
5. The old wind is cool and mild.
Song dynasty; surname
Ouyang Xiu
Fisherman's pride, it suddenly rained on a hot day in June.
6. Old friends should rely on the threshold.
Song dynasty; surname
Ouyang Xiu
Fisherman's pride: August is cool and gives birth to a pillow.
7. Therefore, people will raise their eyebrows when they see it.
Song dynasty; surname
Ouyang Xiu
Huanxisha
8. I miss my former boss
Song dynasty; surname
Su Shi
Shui Long Yin Zhou Crossing Chunjiang River
9, don't forget the old friend, the old riverside.
Song dynasty; surname
Su Shi
Nan Ge Wei Zi Huo Yuan Hou Xun
10, my old friend is gone.
Song dynasty; surname
Su Shi
Hangxiangzi hand in hand with Jiangcun village
1 1. See you again.
Song dynasty; surname
Su Shi
Magnolia has been subtracted from the Spring Pavilion.
12, so the old man crossed Nanyue peak.
Song dynasty; surname
Xiangziyin
Red lips and peeling skin.
13, a new work on the grave of an old friend
Song dynasty; surname
Huang tingjian
Partridge sky, everything is chilling.
14, suspected to be an old friend.
Song dynasty; surname
Qin Guan
Fang Ting, clear water and autumn.
15, an old friend is still hanging around here.
Song dynasty; surname
Maopang
Huanxisha
6. What are the poems about "mourning for the old friend"? 1. Stone "Twenty Dreams in the First Month of Jiang Ji"
Ten years of life and death are two boundless, disapproving and unforgettable. A lonely grave thousands of miles away, desolate and nowhere to talk about. Even if we don't know each other, our faces are dusty and our temples are frosty.
At night, I suddenly dreamed of going home, and the window of Xiao Xuan was being decorated. Care for each other without words, only tears thousands of lines are expected to break the heart, and the moon and night are short and loose.
2. Don Bai Juyi's Dream Micro
Travel hand in hand with your dreams at night, but don't cry in the morning.
Zhangpu was sick for three times, and Xianyang stayed in the grass for eight times in autumn.
You bury your bones under the mud spring, and I send snow all over the world.
Ah, Han Weilang went to the next time, but did you know that the night station was full of ignorance?
3. Song Luyou's two songs "Shenyuan"
On the city, the setting sun draws a corner to mourn, and the non-pool platform in the garden is revived.
Under the sad bridge, the spring waves are green, which used to be a stunning photo.
The dream is broken and fragrant for forty years, but the willow in Shenyuan doesn't blow cotton.
This body is a land of mountains and mountains, or a trace of death.
4. Qing Nalanxingde's "Dead Hua Lian, Hard Work, Most Pity for Tian Yue"
Hard work is the most regrettable thing about the bright moon. The past is like a ring, and it has become a sigh. If the moon finally comes out, I will not hesitate to be roasted by snow and ice.
Without that dust, the swallow is still there, said the soft curtain hook. After singing the autumn grave, I didn't rest, and the spring bush recognized the amphibious butterfly.
5. Shi's "Send Up"
It's hard to meet each other on a strange road, but it's often not fun.
When he left, he rolled up his shirt sleeves and tasted the broken chrysanthemums.
I can't bear to go to the wine column.
There is no end to staying in the king, and returning to driving is inevitable.
Dai zhong has been in his eyes, moving forward.
How can a beautiful woman miss it? It's sad to break the yangguan song.
Tianmen forty miles, night view hibiscus bath.
Looking back at Cheng Peng, the sea is just a drop in the ocean.
The old friend is next, and the dust is flying.
Throughout the ages, only Huang Lou's poems deserve Qi Ao.
About Nalan Xingde's "Dead Hua Lian, Hard Work and Most Pity for Tian Yue"
This is a eulogy. The author once wrote in the preface of the word "Qinyuanchun": "Three days before the Double Ninth Festival, Ding Si's dead daughter put on plain clothes and held her hand and choked up. She couldn't remember many words, but when she left, she said,' I wish I could go to Yuen Long every year.' This word is written from "Day and Month". The first three sentences take the moon as a metaphor, the joy of love is fleeting, and the more you hate, the less you like. The last two sentences, if love can be as bright and complete as the moon, I am willing to pay more. "The past is like a ring, and the past is like a long time", which contains infinite sadness and nostalgia and expresses sincere love for his dead wife. The next film is about mourning, whispering with swallows between curtains, reflecting the loneliness of people leaving the building and survivors. In the conclusion, he used the allusions of "butterflies on both sides of the strait" to express his undying love for his dead wife, to express endless condolences, and to pin his eternal love on become a butterfly's ideal.
7. Who is the "old friend" in the poem "You came to me in my dream until last night"? Du Fu, one of Li Bai's dreams.
When death is the reason for parting, people will cry, but life leaves again and again.
You didn't bring me any signs of exile in the poisonous humidity of the southern river.
Until you appeared in my dream last night, because I have been thinking about you.
However, how can you raise your wings and use them from the middle net of your net? ?
I doubt it's really you, venturing a long way.
You came to me through the green forest, and you disappeared in front of a dark castle.
I woke up, and the low moon flashed on the rafters, as if it were your face, still floating in the air.
There is water to pass through. They are wild. If you fall, there will be dragons and monsters in the river.
This is the first poem written by Du Fu to Li Bai. One * * * is two poems.
The translation of this poem is as follows:
Parting for death often makes people cry, but parting is often more sad.
The mountains and rivers in the south of the Yangtze River are a very popular place. Why is there no news of the demoted person?
Old friend, you suddenly came to my dream, because you know I will always remember you.
Now that you are in prison, how can you fly to this land in the north?
I'm afraid you won't be a ghost in your dream. It's a long way to go, Xiu Yuan. Life and death are hard to estimate.
The soul floats in the Qingfeng forest in the southwest, and the soul belongs to the black land of Guanshan.
The moon falls and shines all over the beams. I see your face is haggard and confused.
Please be careful when traveling in deep water waves, and don't fall into Longkou.
Creative background:
These two poems were written by Du Fu when he lived in Qin Zhou in the autumn of the second year of Gan Yuan (759). Li Bai and Du Fu broke up in Shimen, Yanzhou, Shandong Province in the autumn of 745 AD (Tianbao four years), and they never met again, but they always missed each other deeply. In 757 AD (the second year of Zhide), Li Bai was involved in Lilin, the shogunate of Wang Yong, and was imprisoned in Xunyang (now Jiujiang City, Jiangxi Province). At the beginning of 758 (the first year of Gan Yuan), he was sentenced to a long-term trip to Yelang (now Tongzi County, Guizhou Province). In February 759 (the second year of Gan Yuan), he was released and returned to Jiangling on his way to exile in the Three Gorges. Du Fu now lives in Qin Zhou, which is very remote. He only heard that Li Bai was exiled, but he still cared about Li Bai and missed him from time to time, so he wrote these two poems.
Brief introduction of the author
Du fu (7 12~770), with beautiful words, tried to call himself "Shaoling night old". Take Jinshi as an example. He used to be a foreign minister in the school department, so he was called Du Gongbu internationally. He is the greatest realistic poet in the Tang Dynasty, and is known as the "poet saint" after the Song Dynasty, and is also called "Du Li" with Li Bai. His poems boldly exposed the social contradictions at that time and expressed deep sympathy for the poor people. Many excellent works show the historical process of the Tang Dynasty from prosperity to decline, which is called "the history of poetry". In art, he is good at using various forms of poetry, especially rhythmic poetry; Various styles, mainly depression; Refined language with high expressive force. There are more than 1400 poems, including Du Gongbu Collection.
Among Li Bai's works, Shu Dao Nan is probably the most famous. His sentence "I was born useful, spinning a thousand pieces of silver, and I have come back!" It has always been a well-known inspirational quote.
8. A poem about an old friend 1, Belu Qin Qing
Author: Sikong Shu Dynasty: Tang Dynasty School: Five Musts
It's hard to tell the difference between tonight and the night before.
2. Cry Meng Haoran
Author: Wang Wei Dynasty: Tang Dynasty Style: Five Musts
An old friend disappears, and the river flows eastward every day. Excuse me, Xiangyang is old and Cai Zhou is empty.
3. Send Pei Qiuer to Wei Yongjia
Author: Du Fu era: Tang Dynasty
Where is the Gudao Pavilion? At the end of the world, the old man is here. Fight hard with who? When a hidden official meets a beautiful woman, I remember to visit the mountain to thank the public. I have a boat and I will wait for the autumn wind.
Step 4 walk out of the east gate of the city
Author: Han Anonymous Dynasty: Han
Step out of the east gate of the city and look at Jiangnan Road. My old friend went there the day before yesterday. I want to cross the river, which is deep and flat. I would like to be a double oriole and fly back to my hometown.
5. Nineteen ancient poems
Author: Han Anonymous Dynasty: Han
The guests from afar left me a happy ending. Outside Vandory, people's hearts are still good. The colorful mandarin ducks are cut into lovesickness quilts. Love with Sauvignon Blanc is inseparable from fate. Who can leave here?
Step 6 go up the hill to pick weeds
Author: Yuefu Dynasty in Han Dynasty: Chinese genre: Yuefu
Go up the hill to pick weeds, and go down the hill to see your father-in-law. Kneeling dragon asked the old father-in-law, where is the newcomer? Although the couple have good conditions, they are not as good as old friends. The color is similar, but the claws are different. The couple came in, so the old friend walked away. New artificial weaving, so artificial weaving, weaving a horse every day, weaving more than 50 feet. The couple are not as good as before.
7. The ancient meaning of Yuan Gong Cao.
Author: Jiang Yan Dynasty: Southern and Northern Dynasties
When I left Belon from the army, I looked at cloudy mountains and clouds. Rivers and lakes flow in different directions, and I am grateful for this. My old friend gave me a sword and carved it in China's Yao language. When I said Phoenix was independent, there were no other bears. Why does the morning wind rise? The oriole traveled thousands of miles and returned the favor with tears.
8. Jiangnan District
Author: Liu Yun Dynasty: Southern and Northern Dynasties
Tingzhou picks white apples, and it is spring in the south of the Yangtze River in the sunset. There are returning guests in Dongting, and Xiaoxiang meets an old friend. Why don't old friends come back? It is too late to recover from the spring flowers. You don't know anything new, but your words and deeds can do a lot.
9. Poem about the memory of an old friend in the distance: We watched him walk eastward from Lunta Gate into the snowdrift of Tianding Road, and then he disappeared at the corner of the pass, leaving only hoofprint.
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.
I live at the head of the Yangtze River and you live at the end of the Yangtze River. I miss you day and night, but I don't see you. I drink Yangtze River water.
Distant friends bring distant land closer.
The moon, at this time is at sea, over the end of the world.
If you want to ask Wujiang for another purpose, see you in your dream.
Drinking the bright moon alone (Li Bai)
A pot of wine from the flowers, I drink it alone. No one is with me.
Until, holding up my cup, I asked the bright moon to bring me my shadow and let the three of us.
Alas, the moon can't drink, and Tu Ying follows me.
But for a while, I had these friends who cheered me up at the end of spring.
I sang. The moon encouraged me, and then I got drunk and we lost each other.
Will goodwill be guaranteed? I think the Milky Way is a long way.
I will think of you in the clouds, so think of me in the sunset.
We waved goodbye and my horse neighed again and again.