A poem of reunion after a long separation that has been passed down through the ages.

# Poetry Appreciation # Introduction The real happiness of a poem reunited after a long separation is that only by letting go of yourself can we enjoy the happiness of the moment. Happy time, that is, you never preset it. The following is a long-lost reunion poem that has been passed down through the ages. Welcome to read and learn from it.

Say goodbye to Shen Han at Yunyang Inn.

Don sikongshu

How many years have passed since my old friend was in Jianghai?

Suddenly meet, but doubt is a dream, lament and ask each other's age.

Our single lamp shines through cold and wet, wet bamboo and dark floating smoke.

But forget the sadness of tomorrow, and leave a cup to cherish.

Greet my old friend Liangchuan on the Huaihe River.

Don Wei Wu Ying

We used to be partners on the river and Han Shang, and every time we met, we would get drunk.

Since we left each other, we drifted like clouds, and ten years passed like running water, until we finally got together again.

We talked and laughed, just like before, except that the hair on our heads is a little gray now.

Why not go home? There are autumn mountains in Huaishang.

Visit an old friend in a country inn

Don Dai Shulun

On the autumn night, a full moon hangs high in the sky, and Guanghua is sprinkled in the palace in Miyagi Prefecture.

People doubt that it is a dream meeting to meet Jiangnan in the capital.

The autumn wind disturbs the branches, and the cold cries in the grass.

Tourists wandering outside should have been drunk and stayed with each other for fear that the bell would ring.

To Wei Ba Chu Shi.

Don du fu

It is almost as difficult for friends to meet each other as the stars in the morning and evening.

Tonight is a rare event, and this lamp is candlelight.

Two men who were young not long ago now have gray temples.

It shocked us to find that half of our friends had died, which made us sad.

We didn't expect that it would be twenty years before I could come to see you again.

You were unmarried when I left, but now these boys and girls are in a row.

They were very kind to their father's old friends. They asked me where I went during the trip.

Then, when we talked for a while, they brought me wine and dishes.

Spring chives are cut in the night rain, and brown rice is cooked fresh in a special way.

My host announced that it was a festival, and he urged me to drink ten cups.

But what kind of ten glasses of wine can make me so drunk, because your love is always in my heart. .

The mountains will separate us tomorrow. Who can say for sure after tomorrow? .

Qiangcun village

Don du fu

The sky is red and the clouds are west, and the ground is flat at the foot of the sun.

Chai Men's birds are noisy, and thousands of miles away.

My wife blames me, and I'm still crying.

The chaos of the world is drifting, and it is accidental to survive.

Neighbors are all over the wall, sighing.

Midnight is more like a candle, relatively dreamy.

Give a high-profile face

Don du fu

Where we were, when we met, we were old.

The old friend is still lonely, and it is difficult to break the trace.

If you lose your friends, you will sell alcohol.

I've been flying all my life. I can't live without you.

A brief but pleasant encounter with my brother-in-law "meets by chance, just for parting"

Don

After nearly ten years of war and displacement, adults meet unexpectedly.

I didn't know my name for the first time. I was surprised when I first saw my name. I called my name and remembered that old face.

Talking about the changes of the world after parting, I have been talking about the temple bells at dusk.

Tomorrow you are going to climb the old Baling Road in Qiushan. I wonder how much weight there is?

Don't say goodbye to long-lost people on the ridge.

Tang quan de Yu

Ten years have passed and we met here.

Where is the horse's head, the sunset is Wanfeng.

friend and mentor

Don Dumu

Naturally, I am a stranger, and I will give it to you.

Don't meet, just don't leave the frequency.

I still know dusk, but I never know spring in my life.

Don't move the valley, go back to clean up.

Reunion of old friends

Song Shiwen Jun.

I haven't seen my husband for forty years, so don't leave sadness in the middle.

It's better to meet each other again. It's rare to see each other.

Quail day

Song Yan Dao Ji

Multicolored sleeves hold jade clocks diligently. Those days, I was drunk and red. Dance low and sing peach blossom fan.

Remember to meet each other after parting. A few times, I dreamed of being with you. There is a silver-red photo left tonight, and I'm afraid that meeting was a dream.