The rivers and bridges do not see each other off, but the rivers and trees are far away with affection. Song Zhiwen "Farewell to Du Shenyan"
I can't see you off on the river bridge. The trees on the riverside express a feeling of distance.
When relatives and friends in Luoyang ask each other, their hearts are filled with ice in a jade pot. Wang Changling's "Farewell to Xin Jian at Furong Tower"
If relatives and friends in Luoyang ask about my situation, please tell them that my bright heart is like a jade pot placed in it. Like ice cubes, crystal clear and flawless.
The spring grass will be green next year, will the king and grandson return? "Farewell in the Mountains" by Wang Changling
The spring grass will be green again next year. My friend, will you come back or not?
I advise you to drink another glass of wine. There will be no old friends when you leave Yangguan in the west. "Send Yuan Er Envoy to Anxi" by Wang Changling
Friends, please drink up this mellow glass of wine! After you leave Yangguan in the west, you will no longer have a close old friend. ?
I send my sorrowful heart to the bright moon and follow you till the end of the night. Li Bai's "I heard that Wang Changling moved to the left to Longbiao, I sent this message from afar"
I send my love for you to the bright moon, hoping that the bright moonlight in this thousands of miles can accompany you until you are banished to a remote place. A place where I can comfort your lonely figure in Yelang.
The water in Peach Blossom Pond is a thousand feet deep, not as deep as Wang Lun’s gift to me. "To Wang Lun" by Li Bai
The water in Peach Blossom Pond is thousands of feet deep, but it cannot compare with Wang Lun's friendship for me.
The old friend left the Yellow Crane Tower in the west, and the fireworks went down to Yangzhou in March. Li Bai's "Yellow Crane Tower Farewell to Meng Haoran in Guangling"
My old friend said goodbye to me at the Yellow Crane Tower in the west, and went to Yangzhou in the spring of March, when the smoke was thick and the flowers were blooming.
Don’t worry, there will be no friends in the future. No one in the world will know you. Gao Shi's "Farewell to Dong Da"
: Don't worry about not meeting your confidant here. No one in the world doesn't know you.
I hope you have a lot of smoke and water, and your hands are wet with tears. Gao Shi's "Farewell to the King on the Eleventh Journey to the South"
Looking at your ship from a distance, it has sailed to a place where the smoke and water are empty; I still kept waving, and my handkerchief was wet with tears.
The same work is chasing the ministers and kings farther away, a lonely boat thousands of miles away from the green mountains. Gao Shi's "Resent Dr. Pei for Demotion to Jizhou"
We are both demoted ministers, but you have gone further.