Poems about friends' parties had better be written by the ancients.

1. It is almost as difficult for friends to meet. As for the morning star and the evening star tonight, it is a rare event. * * * This lamp is candlelight. How young can you be?

But now, when we are gray at our temples, we find that half of our friends have died, which shocked us and made our hearts burn with sadness.

2. How clever the clouds are, the flying stars spread grievances, and Yin Han secretly crossed Chen Cang. When the golden wind and the jade dew meet, they will defeat people.

Countless times.

I will think of you in the clouds, so think of me in the sunset.