1, once you see heartbroken, you can't go back.
Tomorrow is your future, and you will be different from the old man.
3, the husband does not have tears, does not spill the parting room.
4, the recent ups and downs, should be separated.
5, break up and take off gifts, a lifetime of heart.
6. Pilgrims' hats are getting farther and farther under the green hills with the sunset.
7. If you don't want to take LaVida, where is Jin Lang?
8, autumn wind, people are sad to leave.
9. If you can't finish talking, the road ahead will be oblique.
10, the water brings you the feeling of home, and makes your boat travel 300 miles.
1 1, dawn boarding the future, leaving the old man alone.
12, the elderly people paved the road and the pot was full of farewell dinner.
My friend's prince, you left again, and I heard them sigh behind you.
14, where is the horse's head? Sunset is ten thousand peaks.
15, knowing that there is a prophase, it is difficult to separate tonight.
16, hate is like spring grass, and you are still alive.
17, the ferry is willow green with branches and leaves separated.
18, more Nanpu, send you away. The cold willows on the shore urge the waste heat.
19, send more farewells near Doumen, and fold the strip in half to reduce the spring breeze.
20, the decline of orchids to send guests to Xianyang Road, if the sky is affectionate, there must be old.
2 1, it rains all night on the plane leaves, and the leaves sound goodbye.
22. If relatives and friends in Luoyang ask each other, a piece of ice heart is in the jade pot.
23. Candles have a heart to say goodbye and shed tears for others until dawn.
24. Centrifuge with Xijiang River, and send it straight to a long voyage.
25. Lotus leaves are infinitely blue, and lotus flowers are different in red.
26. Fortunately, it is the pavilion by the Spring Breeze Lake, and all wicker vines are divorced.
27. I advise you to drink one more glass of wine and go out of Yangguan for no reason.
28. Sadness is getting farther and farther away, like spring water.
Although we drank a lot of wine, we were not happy. When we were leaving each other, the river mysteriously widened in the direction of the full moon.
30. Oh, ask this river flowing eastward, whether it can go further than the love of friends! .
3 1, wicker flies. Will pedestrians come back?
32. Autumn geese are escorted by Changfeng. I treat them in this villa and drink my wine.
33. Solitary sails on the sunset river, grass green in Wan Li, Hunan.
34. Only lovesickness is like spring scenery, and Jiangnan Jiangbei will send you home.
35, the most important thing is to stay, things are different, and eventually meet.
36. It is difficult to leave the Modaoqiu River, and the boat will be in Chang 'an tomorrow.
37. When I think about it, I feel a thousand miles away.
38. Affectionate has been hurt since ancient times, and it is more comparable, leaving the Qing Autumn Festival in the cold.
39. A bottle of farewell wine is bitter, but it is also like running water, Dorset East.
40. The bright moon hides tall trees, but the long river does not know. Youyou Luoyang Road, when will this meeting be held?
4 1, white jade and a glass of wine, March poplar. The spring breeze can sway for a few days, and you and I are gray at the temples.
42. Here, you must leave me and drift away for hundreds of miles like loose grass. Floating clouds are like wanderers, like wandering, and the sunset slowly goes down the mountain, which seems to be nostalgic.
43. Nanpu is sad, and the west wind hits autumn. At the sight of heartbroken, it is a good cloud not to look back.
44. An old friend stayed at 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.
45. Last night, at the beginning of frost, I crossed the river singing Farewell to Wanderers. People who are most worried are afraid to hear the swan song, and lonely travelers are in the silence of mountains and clouds.
46. Entering Wuhe on a cold rainy night, seeing off guests in solitude. Friends, if my friends in Luoyang invite me; Just say I'm still Bing Xin Okho, and stick to my faith!
47. We watched him walk eastward through the wheel tower door and enter the snowdrift on Tianding Road. I haven't seen you in the winding mountain road, leaving only a row of horseshoe prints.
48. We said goodbye sadly, and our two officials went in opposite directions. After all, the world is just a small place. Why are you wandering at the fork in the road? The child is holding a towel.
49. Outside the pavilion, beside the ancient road, the grass is blue and the sky is blue. The evening breeze blows the flute, and the sunset is beyond the mountain. Horizon, a corner of the sea, intimate friends are half scattered. A ladle of muddy wine makes me happy. Say goodbye to Meng Han tonight.
50. In the evening, I bid farewell to a guest on Xunyang River. Maple leaves and mature rushes rustle in autumn. I, the host, have dismounted, my guest has boarded his boat, and we raise our cups, hoping to drink-but, alas, there is no music. Although we drank a lot of wine, we were not happy. When we were leaving each other, the river mysteriously widened in the direction of the full moon.