Poetry about autumn farewell 1. Autumn farewell poems
1, Qiu Jiang's two farewells
Tang Dynasty: Wang Bo
Other places are early autumn, and Jiangting Yue Ming brings rivers.
I already feel that I have lost Sichuan, and I feel sorry for it. I saw Jin Shu hiding behind the boat.
Return to the boat and ride, facing each other in the south and north of the Yangtze River.
Who said that waves are just a piece of water, and mountains and rivers are two townships?
Step 2 say goodbye
Tang Dynasty: Li Baiyao
Talking about a glass of wine will make you feel sad as soon as possible. Night flowers float and dew, and dark water rushes back.
The geese flew last month, and the sound of insects reflected autumn. Who will talk about the fairy boat on the river beam tomorrow?
3. Say goodbye to Li's remarks
Tang Dynasty: Wang Changling
It is difficult to leave the Modaoqiu River, and the boat will be in Changan tomorrow.
The slow dance of black-bone chicken makes you drunk, and the green maple is white and cold.
In early autumn, I recalled that Jin Jun had two younger brothers.
Tang Dynasty: Zhang Jiuling
When the autumn wind comes to Zhu Jiang, I will leave my hometown.
Lonely clouds are far away, and one leaf knows the depth.
Worry and joy taste the same domain, flying and singing in different forests.
Looking at the northwest of Qingshan, it can be regarded as a white-headed song.
5. Xin 'an presented a fish eye to return to the DPRK and gave him a party.
Tang Dynasty: Liu Changqing
Nine times the publicity room called, Wan Yi and his party.
Things go straight to heaven, but things happen later.
The material body is restored, and the sacred eyes are still bright.
Leaving the cold river, you will feel affectionate.
Bo Wang
Wang Bo (649 or 650~676 or 675) was a poet in the Tang Dynasty. Han nationality, Zi Zi An. Jiangzhou Longmen (now Hejin, Shanxi) people. Together with Yang Jiong and Lu, they are called "four outstanding figures in the early Tang Dynasty", among which they are the first.
Qiu Jiang's Two Farewells
Tang Dynasty: Wang Bo
Other places are early autumn, and Jiangting Yue Ming brings rivers.
I already feel that I have lost Sichuan, and I feel sorry for it. I saw Jin Shu hiding behind the boat.
Return to the boat and ride, facing each other in the south and north of the Yangtze River.
Who said that waves are just a piece of water, and mountains and rivers are two townships?
Interpretation: Both poems use interesting repetitive words, showing a kind of beauty of circuitous repetition: the first word and the sixth word of the first two sentences are the same, and the first word and the third word of the last two sentences are the same. Wang Bo opposes land and water, which is the most common and lasting duality. In the first poem, the poet has always been sentimental about the river and its practical and symbolic significance to parting, but he finds it particularly unbearable that the trees on the land block his sight, making it difficult for him to see his friends who are about to leave. In the second poem, Wang Bo used a very common court metonymy to skillfully demonstrate: "Who says A is true (in fact, A is true) because B (ingenious conception) contradicts A." Because of parting, the river is no longer a small area, but the dividing line between two different worlds.
2. Poems describing autumn parting
Looking at Li Duan, Lu Lun and my old door, the yellow grass closed, it was sad to leave.
The way you walked into the sky, when I saw the snow falling at dusk, I came back again. When I was young, my father and I traveled abroad, and I had no time to meet you in many difficulties and hardships.
Looking back at the direction you are going, hide your face and cry. See you in the war years, I don't know when. Farewell Li Ping Wang Changling sharpening his knife and leaving, and tomorrow he will sail to Chang 'an.
The slow dance of black-bone chicken makes you drunk, and the green maple is white and cold. In early autumn, I recalled that two younger brothers of 8 Jin Jun, Zhang Jiuling Zhu Jiang, had arrived in the autumn wind and left home.
Lonely clouds are far away, and one leaf knows the depth. Worry and joy taste the same domain, flying and singing in different forests.
Looking at the northwest of Qingshan, it can be regarded as a white-headed song. Xin 'an presents Zhao Wan's trip to Liu Changqing No.9 Middle School.
Things go straight to heaven, but things happen later. The material body is restored, and the sacred eyes are still bright.
Say goodbye to the cold river, gurgling? ? Xing Xingyu? Liu Yong in Yulin Ridge is heartbroken, and Changting is too late. At the beginning of the shower, the doors are empty, the party is lingering, and the blue boat is urging.
Holding hands and looking at each other, tears swirled in my eyes until there were no words at last, and a thousand words stuck in my throat and I couldn't say it. Thinking of returning to the south this time, this journey is another road. Thousands of miles away, it is misty, and the night sky is a vast night fog.
Emotional parting has existed since ancient times, and it is more comparable. It is also a cold autumn festival. Who knows where I am when I am awake tonight? Fear is just the edge, facing the sad morning wind and the setting sun of the waning moon.
This is a long time, people who love each other are not together, and I even expect to be satisfied with the good weather and scenery in name only. There are many kinds of customs, who can say! Magpies step into Feng Yansi in autumn, the banana wind is half cracked, the pond is littered with wolves, and the lotus flowers rest in the rain.
Build by laying bricks or stones around the grass to rest, and learn to worry about lilac knots. Looking back to the southwest to see the late moon, the lonely goose choked when she came.
There's nothing to say before. When will Guanshan leave?
3.2 The ancient poem "Autumn Farewell"
The rambling grass is on the plain, and the wildfire never completely devours them. As the four seasons come and go, they are tall again in the distance where the spring breeze attacks the ancient road. Ah, my friend's prince, you have gone again, and you have reached the crumbling city gate, and Bai Juyi's Farewell to Ancient Grass. Looking at Li Duan, Lu Lun and my old door, the yellow grass closed, it was sad to leave.
The way you walked into the sky, when I saw the snow falling at dusk, I came back again. When I was young, my father and I traveled abroad, and I had no time to meet you in many difficulties and hardships.
Looking back at the direction you are going, hide your face and cry. See you in the war years, I don't know when. Farewell to Li's evaluation is that it is difficult for Wang Changling to leave the sharpened river, and tomorrow will be a boat in Chang 'an.
The slow dance of black-bone chicken makes you drunk, and the green maple is white and cold. In early autumn, I recalled that two younger brothers of 8 Jin Jun, Zhang Jiuling Zhu Jiang, had arrived in the autumn wind and left home.
Lonely clouds are far away, and one leaf knows the depth. Worry and joy taste the same domain, flying and singing in different forests.
Looking at the northwest of Qingshan, it can be regarded as a white-headed song. Xin 'an presents Zhao Wan's trip to Liu Changqing No.9 Middle School.
Things go straight to heaven, but things happen later. The material body is restored, and the sacred eyes are still bright.
Leaving the cold river, you will feel affectionate. Liu Yong in Yulin Ridge is heartbroken, and Changting is too late.
At the beginning of the shower, the doors are empty, the party is lingering, and the blue boat is urging. Holding hands and looking at each other, tears swirled in my eyes until there were no words at last, and a thousand words stuck in my throat and I couldn't say it.
Thinking of returning to the south this time, this journey is another road. Thousands of miles away, it is misty, and the night sky is a vast night fog. Emotional parting has existed since ancient times, and it is more comparable. It is also a cold autumn festival.
Who knows where I am when I am awake tonight? Fear is just the edge, facing the sad morning wind and the setting sun of the waning moon. This is a long time, people who love each other are not together, and I even expect to be satisfied with the good weather and scenery in name only.
There are many kinds of customs, who can say! Magpies step into Feng Yansi in autumn, the banana wind is half cracked, the pond is littered with wolves, and the lotus flowers rest in the rain. Build by laying bricks or stones around the grass to rest, and learn to worry about lilac knots.
Looking back to the southwest to see the late moon, the lonely goose choked when she came. There's nothing to say before. When will Guanshan leave?
4. A farewell poem describing autumn
Farewell to Li's evaluation is that it is difficult for Wang Changling to leave the sharpened river, and tomorrow will be a boat in Chang 'an.
The slow dance of black-bone chicken makes you drunk, and the green maple is white and cold. In early autumn, I recalled that two younger brothers of 8 Jin Jun, Zhang Jiuling Zhu Jiang, had arrived in the autumn wind and left home.
Lonely clouds are far away, and one leaf knows the depth. Worry and joy taste the same domain, flying and singing in different forests.
Looking at the northwest of Qingshan, it can be regarded as a white-headed song. Xin 'an was returned to the DPRK, endowed with the words "Liu Changqing's Nine Heavenly Signs and Wan Hang".
Things go straight to heaven, but things happen later. The material body is restored, and the sacred eyes are still bright.
Leaving the cold river, you will feel affectionate. Word: Yulinling Liu Yong is cold and sad, and the night is Changting.
At the beginning of the shower, the doors are empty, the party is lingering, and the blue boat is urging. Holding hands and looking at each other, tears swirled in my eyes until there were no words at last, and a thousand words stuck in my throat and I couldn't say it.
Thinking of returning to the south this time, this journey is another road. Thousands of miles away, it is misty, and the night sky is a vast night fog. Emotional parting has existed since ancient times, and it is more comparable. It is also a cold autumn festival.
Who knows where I am when I am awake tonight? Fear is just the edge, facing the sad morning wind and the setting sun of the waning moon. This is a long time, people who love each other are not together, and I even expect to be satisfied with the good weather and scenery in name only.
There are many kinds of customs, and who to tell.
5. Farewell and autumn poems (each 14)
Parting in poetry
1. We said goodbye sadly, and our two officials went in opposite directions.
After all, the world is just a small place. (Wang Bo's "Farewell to Shu Guan")
Oh, my friend's prince, you left again, and I heard them sigh behind you. (Li Bai's "Seeing Friends Off")
The grass turns green again in spring, but what about you, my friend Prince? ? (Bai Juyi's Farewell to Ancient Grass)
4. Weicheng is rainy and dusty, and the guest house is green and willow.
Sincerely advise friends to drink a glass of wine, and it is difficult to meet their relatives when they go out to the sun. (Wang Wei's "Send Yuan Er An Xi")
5. Entering Wu on a cold rainy night, seeing the guests off in solitude; (Wang Changling "Breaking up with Xin Jian at Furong Inn")
6. Mochow has no confidant in the road ahead, and no one in the world knows you. (Gao Shi "Don't be big")
7. Peach Blossom Pond and thousands of feet are not as good as those in Wang Lun. (Li Bai's Gift to Wang Lun)
8. The solitary sail is far away from the blue sky, and only the Yangtze River flows in the sky. (Li Bai's "Yellow Crane Tower sends bowls to Haoran Guangling")
9. Then he disappeared around the corner, leaving only hoofprint. (Cen Can's Song of Snow White sends Tian Shuji home)
10. 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. After drinking a bottle of wine, I will leave Meng Han tonight. ("Farewell" by Li Shutong)
1 1. plum blossoms are waiting in the pavilion, willows are waiting on the bridge, 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.
At the end of the plain, there is a spring mountain, and pedestrians are even outside. (Ouyang Xiu's "Walking to the Sand")
12. Next to the ancient embankment, there is a tree of smoke. If the silk does not stop, keep the boat. (Tang Yongzhen in "Willow by the River")
13. I got off the horse, poured you wine and asked where you were going and why.
You said you would go back to Zhongnanshan because you were not proud of your life.
Just left, I want to ask again, look at the white clouds floating. (Wang Wei's farewell)
14. The willows are green and drooping on the ground, and flowers are flying in the sky.
The wicker broke and the flowers flew away. I asked the pedestrians if they would come back. (Anonymous Farewell)
Mid-Autumn Festival
1. The autumn wind is bleak and the waves are rough. (Cao Cao (looking at the sea))
If you drop three autumn leaves, you can blossom in February. (Li Qiao "Wind")
3. Autumn cloudy frost flies late, leaving dry lotus to listen to the rain. Li Shangyin's "Love in Snail Pavilion, Ode to Cuizhou"
4. The cold pool reflects Bai Yue, and the autumn rain grows moss. Liu Changqing's "You Xiu Zen Master Shuangfeng Temple")
5. The window contains autumn snow in Xiling, and it is at the gate of Wu Dong Wan Li boating. (Du Fu (quatrains))
6. The lake and the moon set each other off, and there is no wind mirror on the pool surface. (Liu Yuguo's "Looking at Dongting"
7. Autumn has been sad and lonely since ancient times. I say autumn is better than spring. (Liu Yuxi's autumn poems)
8. Qiu Guang drew a cold screen with a silver candle and waved a small fan to drive away fireflies. (autumn night in Mutu)
9. Wine wakes people up in the middle of the night, and the lotus leaves in the pool move in the autumn wind (Tang? Autumn night in Gong Dou)
10. I want to say that I am still resting, but I say it is a cool autumn. (Xin Qiji, "Ugly Slave? The book Boshan was attacked.
1 1. Windy autumn wind, Dongting waves under the leaves (Warring States Chu? Qu Yuan's Nine Songs? Mrs. Xiang ")
12. Since the autumn wind, the grass and trees have gone south (Han? Liu Che's Autumn Poems)
13. The plane tree leaves in Jinjing are yellow, and the bead curtain does not roll frost at night (Tang? Wang Changling's "Chang Xin Qiu Ci")
14. In August, the wind roared, and my home was on Sanmao (Tang? Du Fu's Autumn Wind Breaking the Cottage)
6.2 The ancient poem "Autumn Farewell"
The rambling grass is on the plain, and the wildfire never completely devours them. As the four seasons come and go, they are tall again in the distance where the spring breeze attacks the ancient road. Ah, my friend's prince, you have gone again, and you have reached the crumbling city gate, and Bai Juyi's Farewell to Ancient Grass. Looking at Li Duan, Lu Lun and my old door, the yellow grass closed, it was sad to leave.
The way you walked into the sky, when I saw the snow falling at dusk, I came back again. When I was young, my father and I traveled abroad, and I had no time to meet you in many difficulties and hardships.
Looking back at the direction you are going, hide your face and cry. See you in the war years, I don't know when. Farewell Li Ping Wang Changling sharpening his knife and leaving, and tomorrow he will sail to Chang 'an.
The slow dance of black-bone chicken makes you drunk, and the green maple is white and cold. In early autumn, I recalled that two younger brothers of 8 Jin Jun, Zhang Jiuling Zhu Jiang, had arrived in the autumn wind and left home.
Lonely clouds are far away, and one leaf knows the depth. Worry and joy taste the same domain, flying and singing in different forests.
Looking at the northwest of Qingshan, it can be regarded as a white-headed song. Xin 'an presents Zhao Wan's trip to Liu Changqing No.9 Middle School.
Things go straight to heaven, but things happen later. The material body is restored, and the sacred eyes are still bright.
Leaving the cold river, you will feel affectionate. Liu Yong in Yulin Ridge is heartbroken, and Changting is too late.
At the beginning of the shower, the doors are empty, the party is lingering, and the blue boat is urging. Holding hands and looking at each other, tears swirled in my eyes until there were no words at last, and a thousand words stuck in my throat and I couldn't say it.
Thinking of returning to the south this time, this journey is another road. Thousands of miles away, it is misty, and the night sky is a vast night fog. Emotional parting has existed since ancient times, and it is more comparable. It is also a cold autumn festival.
Who knows where I am when I am awake tonight? Fear is just the edge, facing the sad morning wind and the setting sun of the waning moon. This is a long time, people who love each other are not together, and I even expect to be satisfied with the good weather and scenery in name only.
There are many kinds of customs, who can say! Magpies step into Feng Yansi in autumn, the banana wind is half cracked, the pond is littered with wolves, and the lotus flowers rest in the rain. Build by laying bricks or stones around the grass to rest, and learn to worry about lilac knots.
Looking back to the southwest to see the late moon, the lonely goose choked when she came. There's nothing to say before. When will Guanshan leave?
7. Poems describing autumn parting
Send Li Duan to see Lu Lun.
My hometown is full of hay, and my friends are really not sad.
The way you walked into the sky, when I saw the snow falling at dusk, I came back again.
When I was young, my father and I traveled abroad, and I had no time to meet you in many difficulties and hardships.
Looking back at the direction you are going, hide your face and cry. See you in the war years, I don't know when.
On Li's Evaluation of Wang Changling
It is difficult to leave the Modaoqiu River, and the boat will be in Changan tomorrow.
The slow dance of black-bone chicken makes you drunk, and the green maple is white and cold.
In early autumn, I recalled Jin Jun's two younger brothers, Zhang Jiuling.
When the autumn wind comes to Zhu Jiang, I will leave my hometown.
Lonely clouds are far away, and one leaf knows the depth.
Worry and joy taste the same domain, flying and singing in different forests.
Looking at the northwest of Qingshan, it can be regarded as a white-headed song.
Xin 'an presents Liu Changqing.
Nine times the publicity room called, Wan Yi and his party.
Things go straight to heaven, but things happen later.
The material body is restored, and the sacred eyes are still bright.
Say goodbye to the cold river, gurgling? ? Xing Xingyu?
Liu Yong Yulinling
It's too late for Changting.
At the beginning of the shower, the doors are empty, the party is lingering, and the blue boat is urging.
Holding hands and looking at each other, tears swirled in my eyes until there were no words at last, and a thousand words stuck in my throat and I couldn't say it.
Thinking of returning to the south this time, this journey is another road. Thousands of miles away, it is misty, and the night sky is a vast night fog.
Emotional parting has existed since ancient times, and it is more comparable. It is also a cold autumn festival.
Who knows where I am when I am awake tonight? Fear is just the edge, facing the sad morning wind and the setting sun of the waning moon.
This is a long time, people who love each other are not together, and I even expect to be satisfied with the good weather and scenery in name only.
There are many kinds of customs, who can say!
Que Tazhi Feng Yansi
In autumn, the banana wind is half cracked, the pond is chaotic, and the rain is falling.
Build by laying bricks or stones around the grass to rest, and learn to worry about lilac knots.
Looking back to the southwest to see the late moon, the lonely goose choked when she came.
There's nothing to say before. When will Guanshan leave?