A poem about farewell 1. Write a poem about farewell
Arriving in Wang Lun, Tang Libai was about to leave by boat when he heard singing on the shore. Peach Blossom Pond is deeper than thousands of feet, not as deep as Wang Lun. Send a friend, Tang Libai. There is a blue line mountain in the north and a white line water in the east. You are leaving me and drifting away, like a loose water plant for hundreds of miles. I will miss you in a floating cloud, so miss me in the sunset. Let's wave goodbye, Xiao Xiao Ban Ma Ming. The Yellow Crane Tower sent Meng Haoran to Guangling. Tang Libai's old friend resigned from the West Yellow Crane Tower, and fireworks went down to Yangzhou in March. I only saw the Yangtze River flowing in the sky. The endless grass in the Tang Plain, which comes and goes with the seasons, has never been completely swallowed up by wildfires. They have grown taller in the sweetness of the spring breeze. They are pressed on the ancient avenue and reach the crumbling gate. Ah, my friend's prince, you have left again, and I hear them sigh behind you. Send Yuan Ershi Anxi. It is rainy and dusty in Weicheng of Tang Dynasty, and the guest room is green and willow-colored. I advise you to make a glass of wine and go to the west for no reason. Send Du Shaofu as Zhou Shu.
2. Farewell poems
Send yuan twenty-one Xi
(Tang) Wang Wei
Weicheng is drizzling,
The green willow in the guest house is new in color.
I advise you to drink more wine,
There is no reason to go out of Yangguan in the west.
Farewell to Meng Haoran on the way to Yangzhou from Yellow Crane Tower.
(Tang) Li Bai
My old friend resigned from the Yellow Crane Tower,
Fireworks fell in Yangzhou in March.
Lonely sails, distant shadows, blue sky,
Only the Yangtze River flows in the sky.
Bo Wang
Across the wall of Sanqin, across a layer of fog, across a river.
We said goodbye sadly, and our two officials went in opposite directions.
However, as long as China keeps our friendship, heaven will remain our neighbor.
Why linger at the fork in the road, the child is stained with towels.
A song of snow sent Tian Shuji Wu home.
Cen Can
The north wind rolled up the white grass and scattered them, and the snow in August crossed the Tatar sky.
Just like the strong wind in spring, it blows at night and blows open the petals of ten thousand pear trees. [ 1]
It enters the pearl shutters, it wets the silk curtains, a fur coat feels cold, and a cotton pad is thin.
The bow became stiff and almost impossible to pull out, and the metal of the armor condensed on people.
The unfathomable ice in the sand sea, gloomy clouds and Wan Li condensation.
But let's drink to the guest who came home from the camp and play the savage pipa, guitar and harp for him.
Until dusk, when the snow collapsed our tent, our frozen red flag could not fly in the wind.
We watched him walk eastward through the wheel tower door and enter the snowdrift on Tianding Road.
Then he disappeared around the corner, leaving only hoofprint.
Yu Linling [1]
Liu Yong
The pavilion was late and the shower began to rest. [2]
Nothing is in the mood, [3] nostalgia, [4] Lanzhou urging. [5]
Holding hands and staring at each other with tears in my eyes, I was speechless and choked up. [6]
Reading-going to a thousand miles of smoke, [7] sinking into the sky at dusk. [8]
Since ancient times, it is more worthy of being left out in the autumn festival.
Where did you wake up tonight? Yang Liuan, the evening breeze and the waning moon.
These years, [9] should be a good time and a good scene in name only.
Even if there are thousands of customs offices in Qian Qian, who should I talk to? [ 10]
Step on the sand
Ouyang Xiu
The plum blossoms are waiting in the pavilion, the willows on the bridge are thin, and the grass is warm and swaying.
Sadness is getting farther and farther away, and the distance is like spring water.
Inch by inch, my heart is tender, my eyes are full of tears, and the height of the building is not close to the dangerous fence.
Spring mountains are everywhere, and pedestrians are even outside.
Chen Liang shui Diao ge tou
Send Zhang demao and Qing to master Lu.
I haven't seen Nanshi for a long time, saying that the North Mission is empty.
Hand on the spot, give it back to me after all.
Laughing at Ambassador China, like a river, still only flows eastward.
When I return to the dome, I will go to Water Street.
Yao's capital, Shun's land, Yu's fief,
There should be a half-disgraced minister.
Wan Li's gamey smell is so much, and the eternal spirit is there. When will it be there?
Why did Hu Yun ask? What day is among them.
Zhang Gan Yuan He Xinlang
Send Hu Bangheng to NSW.
Dream around Shenzhou Road, melancholy-the autumn wind draws corners, and the Forbidden City leaves the millet.
At its root, Kunlun is dominant, and nine foxes are turbulent.
God's will is never difficult to ask, but it is easy to say that you are sad when you are old.
More Nanpu, farewell.
The willow trees on the cool shore heat up the summer. More diarrhea river, the stars are thin and the moon is thin, and the clouds are slightly broken.
I know where to turn around and talk in bed.
If the goose doesn't come, the book becomes a book.
Cao Kener hates you. Xiubai listens to gold thread.
Xin Qiji's magnolia is slow
At the dinner table, Zhang Zhonggu is handsome and far-reaching.
Hanzhong started his business in the Han Dynasty. Is this the right place?
We should point our swords at Sanqin and the glory of the king and return to the East after World War I. 。
After death, I can't see today, and the mountains and rivers are full of tears.
The setting sun is broken and the west wind is empty.
A book is the teacher of the emperor, trying to explore the west.
More-leave in a hurry, hurry on the road, worry about the banner.
You missed me. Looking back, Zhenjiang Shadow Goose first flew.
Andrew's wheel has four corners, so it is difficult to reduce the waist.
Zuo Si's Eight Poems about Epics
Write poems about history
The bottom of the gloomy ravine is loose, leaving seedlings on the mountain.
One inch in diameter, which can cover the 100 feet.
The world is tall and handsome.
Because of the terrain, the origin is not once.
Zhang Jin was born in the old Shang Dynasty, a seven-leaf marten.
Feng Gong is not great, but he doesn't know what to do with his white head.
Chen Ziang
Never before, never after.
I miss the vastness of heaven and earth, and I cry alone.
Climb the Phoenix Terrace from Nanjing.
Lipper
Phoenix, which used to play here, named this place after them, but now it has given up and came to this desolate river.
The path of the Wu Palace is crooked, and the golden clothes are old and dusty.
Three mountains and a half fall out of the sky, like this Egret Island divides water.
A cloud rises between the light of heaven and me, hiding his city from my melancholy heart.
3. Farewell poems
It is easier to see when it is different than when it is difficult. The water is gone, and it is heaven and earth. -Li Yu's "Langtaosha"
The longer they are apart, the wider they become and the thinner they become. -Nineteen Ancient Poems in the Han Dynasty
I once again sent my bosom friend, and the thick grass represented my deep affection. Bai Juyi's Farewell to the Grassland
The sadness of parting is like weeds in spring, which go further and further. -Li Yu's "Qingping Music" in Southern Tang Dynasty
North Malaysia is still attached to the north wind, south birds fly north, and nest in the south branch. -Han's Nineteen Ancient Poems: Walking and Re-walking
Cutting is still messy, which is parting from sorrow. It's not just the general taste. -Li Yu's "Hui Huan"
Yesterday, I left, and the willows were reluctant; The road is muddy and difficult to walk, and people are thirsty and hungry. -"The Book of Songs Xiaoya and Cai Wei"
4. Poems describing farewell
1, an elegy can be a cry or a distant angelica. -Han Yuefu folk song "Elegy"
2, wicker flies, pedestrians don't return.
3, here is not yan dan, strong men for the crown. There were no people before, and now the water is still cold.
It is almost as difficult for friends to meet each other as the stars in the morning and evening. Don. Du Fu's Eight Guards for Chu Shi
Sail from Jingmen Ferry, and soon you will be with southerners. At the end of the mountain range and the beginning of the plain, the river winds through the wilderness. Flying under the moon, the sea clouds shine like palaces. And water brings you the touch of home, a thousand miles to send a boat.
6. Mochow has no confidant in the road ahead, and no one in the world knows you. -Tang Gao Shi "Tang Dongda"
7, only the inch of long grass is a little sentimental, and it is reported to be three spring rays. -Don Meng Jiao's Wandering Sons
8. It is easy to see when it is not easy, and the running water is gone in spring. -Li Yu's "Langtaosha"
9. The endless grass on the plain comes and goes with each season. 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. Ah, my friend's prince, you are gone again, and I am full of special feelings.
10, here you must leave me and float away like a loose water grass for hundreds of miles.
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12, bid farewell to Sanjiang and chase after six counties.
13, after the wild goose falls, before thinking about flowers. -Sui Xue Daoheng's "Homecoming"
14, the green mountain peak that we left at dawn can still be seen at night, and Sima went out to miss his hometown.
15, sad, sad, parting. -Qu Yuan's "Nine Songs, Less Life" in Chu Ci of the Warring States Period
16, brother misinterpreted the boat, and the red leaves and green hills were urgent. At dusk, people are far from waking up, and it is raining all over the sky in the west building.
17, the day of departure is far away, and the day of clothing is slow. () —— Nineteen Ancient Poems of Han Dynasty: Travel and Re-travel
18, hate is like spring grass, still alive. -Li Yu's "Qingping Music" in Southern Tang Dynasty
19, only lovesickness is like spring scenery, and Jiangnan Jiangbei will send you home.
20. The cable is far away. I hope you are still standing.
2 1, only the mirror lake ahead, the spring breeze does not change the waves of the past. -Tang He Zhangzhi's "Two Hometown Couplets"
22. I advise you to drink one more glass of wine and go out of Yangguan for no reason. -Wei's "Cheng Wei Qu"
However, as long as China maintains our friendship, heaven will remain our neighbor.
24, talk about a glass of wine as soon as possible, you will be sad. Night flowers float and dew, and dark water rushes back. The geese flew last month, and the sound of insects reflected autumn. Clearly, on the Jiangliang River, who is Xianzhou?
25. Oh, my friend's prince, you left again, and I heard them sigh behind you. Bai Juyi's Farewell to the Grassland
26. Peach Blossom Pond is deeper in thousands of feet than in Wang Lun.
27, friend, I have watched you go down the mountain, and the dusk covers the firewood. Spring grass is green every year, but what about you, my friend Prince? .
28. Fengcheng is rare in green, dark and red, and clouds and pavilions are ancient and modern. Pedestrians don't listen to the water in front of officials. It's just the sound of years passing.
29, hate is like spring grass, getting farther and farther. -Li Yu's "Qingping Music" in Southern Tang Dynasty
30. Peach Blossom Pond is deeper in thousands of feet than in Wang Lun. -Li Bai's "To Wang Lun"
3 1, Yi Junyao was in Xiaoxiang Moon, and I was worried to hear that apes grew up in their dreams.
32. Where is your hometown? Forget it unless you're drunk. -Song Liqingzhao's "Bodhisattva Man"
33. Sailing alone in the blue sky, only the Yangtze River flows in the sky. -Li Bai's Farewell to Meng Haoran on the way to Yangzhou
34. Humayi north wind, crossing the south branch of the Bird's Nest. -Han's Nineteen Ancient Poems: Walking and Re-walking
35. After people return to geese, they think about flowers before. -Sui Xue Daoheng's "Homecoming"
36. The green grass is like a line, going to Shuangfeiyan. Nagato didn't start spring, so he advanced to class. The beam is boundless, and the eaves are cold and eager to wear. Today, with the red calyx, the past is still sad. First, don't meet Qiu Hong and Liu Chi.
37, cutting constantly, the reason is still chaotic, it is parting. It's not just the general taste. -Li Yu's "Hui Huan"
38. I advise you to drink a glass of wine and go out of Yangguan for no reason. -Wei's "Cheng Wei Qu"
39. I often go, Yangliu is Yiyi; The road is muddy and difficult to walk, and people are thirsty and hungry. -"The Book of Songs Xiaoya and Cai Wei"
40. Mochow has no confidant in the road ahead, and no one in the world knows you. Even if the Peach Blossom Pond is deep, it is not as deep as Wang Lun's sending away my love. After all, the world is just a small place. My friend's sail shadow faded away and disappeared at the end of the blue sky, only seeing the first line of the Yangtze River and heading for the distant horizon.
5. Farewell poems
1. However, as long as China keeps our friendship, heaven is still our neighbor.
Wang Bo: Farewell to Vice Governor Du's post in Shu, Volume II. I advise you to drink one more glass of wine and go out of Yangguan for no reason. Wang Wei: Send Yuan 20 An Xi》3. The Peach Blossom Pond in thousands of feet is not as good as that in Wang Lun.
Li Bai: To Wang Lun 4. Sailing alone in the blue sky, only the Yangtze River flows in the sky. Li Bai: Farewell to Meng Haoran on the way to Yangzhou. We watched him go east through the wheel tower door, leaving only hoofprint behind him.
Cen Can: A Song of Snow White Farewell to Tian Shuji Wu's Home 6. Mochow has no confidant in the road ahead, and everyone knows you. Gao Shi: "Not Big") 7. Wu is seeing Fujian in the cold rain at night.
Wang Changling: Breaking up with Xinjian at Furong Inn 8. Oh, my friend's prince, you left again, and I heard them sigh behind you. Li Bai: Send a friend 9. The grass turns green again in spring, but what about you, my friend Prince? ? Bai Juyi: Farewell to Grassland Grass 10. Affectionate feelings have hurt parting since ancient times, which is even worse than snubbing the clear autumn festival. Liuyong: Yu Linling 1 1. We waved goodbye and my horse neighed again and again.
Li Bai: Send a friend 12. The water brings you the feeling of home and makes your boat travel 300 miles. Li Bai: Farewell to Friends at Jingmen Ferry 13. Limited vision, a corner of the sea, close friends scattered.
A ladle of muddy wine makes me happy. Say goodbye to Meng Han tonight. Li Shutong: Farewell 14. The pavilion is medium plum, the bridge is medium willow, and the grass is warm and swaying.
Ouyang xiu. Walking on the beach 15. I laughed at Ambassador China like a river. It still only flows eastward. After worshipping at the Dome Temple, it will go to Dog Street. Chen Liang's Water Tune Song Tou 16. Whose book is it? It's full of blue and the present. Ken's grievance is close to you, and he listens to the golden thread.
Zhang's He Sina 17. Wind Wan Li, trying to find a place, was called by Yingying. I don't hate that this flower has flown out. I hate that the West Garden is difficult to compose. It has been raining since dawn, but where are the traces? Su Shi's Hidden Dragon.
6. Farewell poems
The second envoy of Yuan was sent to Anxi (Tang) Wei Weicheng. The rain and dust were light, and the guest house was green and willow-colored. I advise you to drink more wine and go out to Yangguan for no reason. On the way to bid farewell to Meng Haoran in Yangzhou (Tang Dynasty), Li Bai's old friend stayed in the Yellow Crane Tower in the west, and fireworks went down to Yangzhou in March.
My friend's sail shadow faded away and disappeared at the end of the blue sky, only seeing the first line of the Yangtze River and heading for the distant horizon. Wang Bocheng's husband, Sanqin, merged the five rivers into one river through a layer of fog. We said goodbye, and our two officials ran counter to each other. However, when China kept our friendship, heaven was still our neighbor. Why did you wander at the fork in the road, and the children were stained with towels? "Bai Xuege Farewell to Wu Gui" The north wind rolls white grass, and it snows in August. Suddenly, like the spring breeze, thousands of trees and pears blossomed. [1] scattered into the bead curtain wet curtain, fox fur is not warm. Clouds are like Li Ning, but we drink to our guests who come home from the camp and play the savage pipa, guitar and harp for him until dusk. When the snow collapses our tent, our frozen red flag can't fly in the wind. We watched him cross the Lunta Gate to the east and enter the snowdrift of Tianding Road, and then he disappeared at the corner of the mountain pass. The rainforest clock written by Liu Yong on horseback in the snow was cold and [1]. [2] Everyone was in a daze, [3] was nostalgic and [4] was urged by Lanzhou. I was speechless and choked up. [6] I study-I go to smoke thousands of miles, [7] I sink into the dusk sky. [8] Affection has been hurt since ancient times, and neglecting the Qing Autumn Festival is even worse. Where did you wake up tonight, Yang Liuan? The night breeze is weakening. After many years, [9] should be in vain. Even if there are thousands of customs, who can you tell? All the way is like spring water. Tears welled up in my eyes, and the building was too high to rely on the dangerous fence. There are spring mountains everywhere, so there are more pedestrians outside. Chen Liangshui sent Zhang Demao's great teacher Lu Yiqu, saying that the South Division had not seen for a long time, and the North Group was empty. After all, I only have one hand at the scene. After all, I feel like a river, still only flowing eastward. I worship at the vault. When will the majestic gas pass through Hu Yun? Why do you ask? When will it pass? Zhang and He Xinlang sent Hu Bangheng to Xinzhou, dreaming of going around Shenzhou Road. The autumn wind draws corners, and the Forbidden City is far away. The bottom thing is that Kunlun is the mainstay, and nine foxes and rabbits flow in thousands of villages. God's will never be difficult to ask, and love-human feelings are easy to say. Donanpu, I'll walk you away. Whose book is this? Cao Kener's jealousy is very close to yours. Give a big picture and listen to the gold thread. Xin Qiji's "Magnolia Slow Watch" Zhang Zhonggu Shuai and Xingyuan Hanzhong opened a Chinese merchant. When he asked about this place, he wanted to refer to Sanqin, the proud king, who returned to the East after World War I and was chased after his death. Now he is gone, and the mountains and rivers are full of tears. The setting sun is broken and the west wind is full of fat. The shadow geese in Qiu Han, Zhenjiang flew for the first time. With the wheels at four corners, it is difficult to reduce the waistline. Zuo Si sang eight poems about history, gloomy and loose at the bottom, leaving seedlings on the mountain. With the diameter of the stem, the shadow is one hundred feet. The world is handsome and sinks into its present position. Because of the terrain, the origin is not once. Zhang Jin was born in the old Shang Dynasty, and Qiye was a Han mink. Feng Gong, isn't it? Alone, tears streaming down her face. On the Phoenix Terrace in Nanjing, Li Bai, the Phoenix who once played here, named after them, has now given it up to this desolate river. The roads in the Wu Palace are crooked weeds, and Jin's clothes are ancient dust. Three mountains and a half fall in the sky, like this Egret Island divides the river, and a cloud appears between the light of heaven and me, hiding his city from my melancholy heart.
7. Poems about friends leaving.
1. I often go, Yangliu is Yiyi; Today, I think it's raining heavily-The Book of Songs. Picked Wei. 2. Elegy can be wept, and the prospect can be returned to China-Elegy of Han Yuefu folk songs. 3. Humayi north wind, crossing the south branch of the Bird's Nest-nineteen ancient poems by Han. 4. But the grass's reward is three rays of spring-Tang Meng Jiao. Three miscellaneous poems by Wei. On a quiet night, there is such bright light at the foot of my bed. Could there be frost already? Looking up, I found that it was moonlight and sank again. I suddenly remembered my hometown Li Bai 8. Where is your hometown? Unless you are drunk, forget it. I miss my family on holiday-I miss my Shandong brother Wei 10 on holiday in the mountains. I don't know whose family it belongs to-Wang Tangjian's "Looking at the Moon at Fifteen Nights to Send Doctor Du Langzhong" 1 1. Everyone gradually feels strange in the local accent, but they hate the warbler's sound like an old mountain-Tang Tu's Five Poems on Man 12. Only the lake in front of the door is reflected, and the spring breeze does not change the old waves-Tanghe Zhangzhi. The local accent has not changed, but the hair on the sideburns has declined. -Tang He Zhang Zhi's Homecoming Book 14. He knows that the dew will be frost tonight, and how bright the moonlight is at home! -Tang Du Fu's My Brother on a Moonlit Night 15. Mourning is sad, leaving is sad-Warring States Period. Nine songs of Chu Quyuan. Think less about life 16. Think before you spend —— Sui's Homesick Every Day 18. Away from hate is like grass in spring, which goes further and is still alive-Nantang. Li Yu's Qingpingle 19. It's sad to keep cutting, especially the general taste in my heart-Li Yu's Meeting with Huan as for the rising stars-Tang Du Fu's Giving Eight to Wei 22. Advise the monarch to drink more, leaving the yang for no reason about the west-Wei's "Cheng Wei Qu" 23. Mochow has no confidant in front of her, and no one in the world knows you —— Tang Gaoshi's Tang Dongda.