Bai Juyi's Farewell Poems 1 where will you go
Year: Tang Author: Bai Juyi
It is not easy to eat tillers, but it is difficult to eat plums. Tillers can be bitter and plums can be sour.
It is not so difficult to leave, but my heart is bitter and my liver is sour.
When the morning chicken crows again, the waning moon has gone and the horse is hissing.
Looking back at my flesh and blood, I cried, and plum blossoms were as sweet as honey.
The Yellow River is white in autumn in Huang Yun, and pedestrians are relatively worried by the river.
Where to stay in the cold, pear leaves blow.
Where will you go, where will you go, the sadness is endless.
I'm extremely worried and tired. I'm not old enough to be white-haired.
Bai Juyi's ancient poems describing farewell 2 Bai Juyi's farewell
The long grass is so lush that the withered grass will thicken the color of the grass every autumn and winter.
Wildfire can't burn it out, but the spring breeze can revive it.
Weeds and wild flowers are all over the ancient road, and the end of the grass in the sun is your journey.
I once again sent my bosom friend, and the thick grass represented my deep affection.
Bai Juyi's Farewell to Ancient Poems 3 Send Brothers Back to Snowy Night
The sun is overcast and yellow, and the northeast wind cuts.
When I came back from the village south, I said goodbye to my brothers.
Tears are still wet from the front, and I haven't stopped returning to the horse.
Want to sit in a room, cloudy and moonless.
The night is long and the fire is gone. At the end of the year, Yu Ning.
Lonely and dusty, the snow falls on the steps.
Paint cold ash on the snow and put out the residual lamp.
Grey as my heart, white as my hair.
Everything happens like this, you can't be in a hurry in an instant.
Think about forgetting and turn troubles into meditation.
Lifelong heart washing is designed for tonight.
Bai Juyi sent a stone to Four Farewell Poems.
No wine at the gate, no meat at the gate?
The host is expensive and arrogant, courteous and courteous.
Those who look at the dust and worship, walk in the morning and evening.
Wang Sheng brushed his clothes alone and raised them like a cloud.
It's better to go outside the white clouds and drink water in the empty valley.
Don't follow suit, put your hands together and your eyebrows down.
Lock the door and say goodbye to me, sell wine and stay in the hotel.
Therefore, you can choose the Europeans, and Nanshan will eventually become green.
Bai Juyi's ancient poem describing Farewell 5 was sent to the Juren Examination early.
Driving a juren, the east is still unclear.
It's too early to say that there are already horses and chariots.
Riding on the fire, the shadows are high and low, and the streets are staggered.
Pity the early dynasty and look at each other warmly.
When the sun rises, the stars move and camp with each other.
All the camps want is profit and fame.
And I often pick up planes and live in Chang 'an.
Spring is full of officials, and every day there is a feeling of returning to the mountains.
Bai Juyi's farewell poem 6 "Fujian on the River" Bai Juyi
The river flowers have withered, and Cao Jiang has stopped.
Where do the distant guests go? The lonely boat is delivered today.
Cuckoo cries, bamboo spots are like blood.
How touching * * *, I'd better say goodbye to it!