"Two Songs of Farewell to Dong Da"
Tang Dynasty: Gao Shi
Thousands of miles of yellow clouds and white sun, and the north wind blows wild geese and snow.
Don’t worry, there will be no friends in the future. No one in the world will know you.
"Farewell to Xin Jian at the Furong Tower"
Tang Dynasty: Wang Changling
I entered Wu in the cold rainy night, and saw off my guest Chu Shangu in the bright light.
When relatives and friends in Luoyang ask each other, their hearts are filled with ice in a jade pot.
"Send Yuan Er Envoy to Anxi"
Tang Dynasty: Wang Wei
The morning rain in Weicheng is light and dusty, and the guesthouses are green and willows are new.
I advise you to drink another glass of wine. There will be no old friends when you leave Yangguan in the west.
"I heard that King Changling moved to the left and Longbiao was far away and sent this message"
Tang Dynasty: Li Bai
The poplar flowers have fallen and the child is crying, and I heard that Longbiao has passed the five streams. .
I send my sorrowful heart to the bright moon and follow you until the end of the night.
"A Gift to Wang Lun"
Tang Dynasty: Li Bai
Li Bai was about to go on a boat when he suddenly heard singing on the shore.
The water in Peach Blossom Pond is a thousand feet deep, not as deep as Wang Lun’s love for me.
"Farewell to a Friend"
Tang Dynasty: Li Bai
Green mountains cross Beiguo, and white water surrounds the east city.
This place is different, and I have traveled thousands of miles alone.
The thoughts of wandering in the floating clouds, the love of old friends in the setting sun.
I waved my hand and went away, the horse roared.
"Yellow Crane Tower Farewell to Meng Haoran in Guangling"
Tang Dynasty: Li Bai
The old friend left the Yellow Crane Tower in the west, and fireworks descended from Yangzhou in March.
The shadow of the lone sail in the distance is gone in the blue sky, and only the Yangtze River can be seen flowing in the sky.
"Farewell to Han Shen at Yunyang Pavilion"
Tang Dynasty: Sikong Shu
The old friends were separated by rivers and seas, and separated by mountains and rivers several times.
At first glance, we are confused and suspicious of the dream, and we feel sad and ask each other about their years.
The lonely lamp shines in the cold rain, and the deep bamboos are dark with smoke.
There is even more hatred for the Ming Dynasty, and it is said that leaving the cup cherishes the ***.