Li Bai made such a confession when he first arrived in Yanzhou. In order to realize his ideas, he is willing to wander around like a floating grass. Farewell to Friends and Farewell to Du in Dongshimen, Luxian County are works of the same period and are sequels. The title of the main poem has the words "farewell to Du Fu", and the sequel has the words "farewell to friends". This poem seems to be the work of other friends in Notes on Chronology of Li Bai's Complete Works and Notes on Li Bai's Complete Works. There is a poem before and a poem after. The two are related and poetic. A closer look at their poems shows that they have been getting along for a long time and know each other well. Du Li's party is by no means limited to the time from Liang Song Tianbao's three-year party to Shimen's party next autumn. The earlier party suddenly fell on the researchers. According to the new theory, Li Bai and Du Fu became attached at the latest in the 24th year of Kaiyuan, when Li Bai lived in Yanzhou and Du Fu's relatives lived in his father Du Xian's official residence, and both of them had works written in Yanzhou at the same time. I have studied these works for several years because I know I am in Donglu.
Send a friend away
Author: Li Bai (Tang)
Green mountains are located on the north side of the city wall, and the sparkling water surrounds the east of the city.
Here we say goodbye to each other, and you, like losing your father, are floating in the wind and traveling far away.
Floating clouds are like wanderers, like wandering, and the sunset slowly goes down the mountain, which seems to be nostalgic.
With a wave of his hand, he will be separated from now on, and his friend on horseback will carry him on a long journey, blowing a long wind, as if reluctant to leave.
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Castle Peak stretches across the north of the city, and the sparkling water surrounds the east of the city.
Here we say goodbye to each other, and you are like a lonely tent floating in the wind, traveling thousands of miles.
Floating clouds are as erratic as wanderers, and the sunset slowly goes down the mountain, which seems to be nostalgia.
From then on, I waved and broke up. Ma Xiaoxiao, riding a horse that will take him on a long journey, seems unwilling to leave.