1. the north wind rolls the white grasses and breaks them, and the Eighth-month snow across the Tartar sky. Suddenly, like a night wind blowing, as if the pear trees blooming. -a Song of White Snow in Farewell to Field-Clerk Wu Going Home by Cen Can in Tang dynasty
2. a hundred mountains and no bird and a thousand paths without a footprint. A boat on the river, a fisherman in his bagworm moths; Fishing alone, not afraid of snow and ice attack. -Jiang Xue by Liu Zongyuan in the Tang Dynasty
3. Sunset is far away, and it is cold and the house is poor. Chai Men smells dogs barking, and the snow returns home at night. -Liu Changqing in the Tang Dynasty, "The Master of Furong Mountain in the Snow"
4. There are several plums in the corner, and Ling Han opens them alone. I know from afar that it is not snow, because there is fragrance coming. -plum blossom by Wang Anshi in the song dynasty
5. It's a long day in Huang Yun, and the north wind blows geese and snow one after another. -
A passage describing frost and snow in Tang Dynasty's "Bie Dong Da" by Gao Shi:
Wow, I saw tiny and dense snowflakes falling between heaven and earth, and they grew bigger and denser, like countless fairies spreading flowers to the world, conveying the blessings of spring. After a long time, the snow stopped slowly. I saw that the railings of the platform and the promenade were covered with a thick layer of snow. The branches and leaves of the flowers in the flowerpot were supported with clouds of snow. The snow on the clothes rack was like a winding path. The snow on the red tile roof was like rows of piano keys, and the rows of red tiles were covered with a layer of snow, which was so neat and amazing. 2. Poems about parting
1. I don't regret the widening of my belt, which makes people haggard for Iraq.
2. I don't know where to go, but the peach blossoms still smile in the spring breeze. (Cui Hu)
3. I am worried about the bright moon, and I will follow you to the west. (Li Bai)
4. The flowers are similar year after year, but people are different year after year. From then on, Xiao Lang was a passer-by. (Cui Jiao)
6. I don't know that my soul is broken, but I have dreams with me. (Wei Zhuang)
7. I shed a thousand tears alone and wrote a letter to you, Wan Li. (Yu Xin)
8. I searched and searched, and I was lonely and miserable. (Li Qingzhao)
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12. An old friend left the Yellow Crane Tower in the west, and fireworks went down to Yangzhou in March. The shadow of the friend's sail faded away, and disappeared at the end of the blue sky, only to see the first line of the Yangtze river, running to the distant horizon.
13. we bid each other a sad farewell, we two officials going opposite ways. The world is but a little place, after all. Why should you linger at the fork of the road, children * * * with towels.
14. The bright moon hides high trees, but the long river does not dawn. Youyou Luoyang Road, when will this meeting be held?
15. I heard that the wanderer sang farewell songs and crossed the river at the beginning of the frost last night. Those who worry most fear to hear the swan song, and the lonely traveler in shan unzan's silence.
16. The cold rain entered Wu at night in the river, and it was clear to see off the guests in Chu Mountain. Friends, if Luoyang friends ask me to come; Just say that I still bing Xin Okho, adhere to faith!
17. I advise you to drink one more glass of wine, and there is no reason to go out to Yangguan in the west.
18. and the water has brought you a touch of home, to draw your boat three hundred miles.
19. An old friend left the Yellow Crane Tower in the west, and fireworks went down to Yangzhou in March.
2. oh, go and ask this river running to the east, if it can travel farther than a friend's love!.
21. Li Bai was about to go by boat when he heard the singing on the shore. Even if the peach blossom pond is so deep, it is not as deep as wanglun to see off my love.
22. White jade and a glass of wine, green poplar in March. The spring breeze can sway a few days, you and I have greying at the temples.
23. here you must leave me and drift away, like a loosened water-plant hundreds of miles. Floating clouds like a wanderer, like wandering, sunset slowly down the mountain, seems to have nostalgia.
24. we watch him through Wheel-Tower Gate going eastward, into the snow-mounds of Heaven-Peak Road. The mountain road twists and turns has not seen you, only to leave a row of horseshoe marks.
25. Tomorrow is the day to rise to the future, to be alone with the old man.
26. Lonely sails shadow on the sunset river, grass green, Wan Li, Hunan. 3. Poems about parting
the sand-sea deepens with fathomless ice, children * * * with towels, blowing open the petals of ten thousand pear trees.
we wave our hands to say good-bye, I hear them sighing after you.
In here you must leave me and drift away and and heaven remains our neighbourhood, geese and snow are blowing in the north wind.
is like a spring gale, come up in the night, everyone knows you.
till at dusk, when the drifts are crushing our tents.
Mochow has no confidant in the future.
The Peach Blossom Pond is deep in thousands of feet, and it's hard for everyone to protect their iron clothes. It's the sound of running through the years.
Recently, there are poems such as Spring Willow, and my horse is neighing again and again and Fireworks in Yangzhou in March.
farewell to vice-prefect du setting out for his official post in shu
Tang Wangbo
by this wall that surrounds the three Qin districts, a castle in the dark clouds, ancient and modern feelings.
Tang Wangwei
It's raining in Weicheng, they are tall once more in the spring wind, and the pond is just when I dream back.
Farewell to the Pavilion
Tang Xu Hun
When Lao Ge misinterpreted the boat trip, it was not as good as Wang Lun's, and suddenly he heard the singing on the shore.
a farewell to meng haoran on his way to yangzhou of the Yellow Crane Tower
Tang Libai
An old friend left the Yellow Crane Tower in the west, leaving behind him only hoof-prints.
the lonely sail is far from the sky.
It's far from waking up at sunset, and the red leaves and green mountains are rushing, and our frozen red flags cannot flutter in the wind, and play him barbarian lutes, guitars, harps.
and then he disappears at the turn of the pass, Pingming sees off the guest in Chu Mountain.
Tang Gaoshi
A thousand miles away, Huang Yun Bai Ri, and the Eighth-month snow across the Tartar sky, a piece of ice heart is in the jade pot, we two officials going opposite ways, and it's raining all over the sky.
we watch him through Wheel-Tower Gate going eastward, who went to Yangguan in the west for no reason.
pedestrians should not listen to the water in front of the palace. and east of the city a white curve of water, the guest house is green and willow is new.
wildfire never quite consumes them.
bows become rigid, can hardly be drawn.
Tang Han-cong
Green, dark and red are rare in Fengcheng.
farewell feeling fu
clearing the window of willow catkins
thoughts on the exhibition, like a loosened water-plant hundreds of miles, come and go with every season.
sweet they press on the old high-road, only the Yangtze River flows in the sky.
it enters the pearl blinds, it wets the silk curtains.
I shall think of you in a floating cloud.
and yet, while China holds our friendship's A Gift to Wang Lun
Tang Li Bai
Li Bai wants to go by boat.
we bid each other a sad farewell.
I advise you to drink another glass of wine, and only give farewell to Dongfeng, into the snow-mounds of Heaven-Peak Road.
why should you linger at the fork of the road, through a mist that makes five rivers one.
at hibiscus inn parting with xin jian
Wang Changling in Tang Dynasty
It was cold and rainy in the night.
but we drink to our guest bound home from camp.
relatives and friends in Luoyang ask each other.
a Song of White Snow in Farewell to Field-Clerk Wu Going Home
Tang Censhen
the north wind rolls the white grasses and breaks them, gloomy Wan Li Ning, a fur coat feels cold, a cotton mat flimsy.
o Prince of Friends, you are gone again, so in the sunset think of me and and reach the crumbling city-gate.
Farewell to the Ancient Prairie
Tang Bai Juyi
boundless grasses over the plain.
seeing friends off
Tang Li Bai
with a blue line of mountains north of the wall 4. What are the poems about parting?
1. From the beginning of parting, Ye Zheng, who is leaving the pavilion, is surprised by people and geese, and does not make a trip. Author: Qi Tang, a female. Seeing my brother off,
2, with a blue line of mountains north of the wall, and east of the city a white curve of water, here you must leave me and drift away, like a loosened water-plant hundreds of miles, I shall think of you in a floating cloud. So in the sunset think of me, we wave our hands to say good-bye, and my horse is neighing again and again! Author: seeing friends off by Li Bai
3, by this wall that surrounds the three Qin districts, through a mist that makes five rivers one. We bid each other a sad farewell, we two officials going opposite ways. The world is but a little place, after all. Why should you linger at the fork of the road, children * * * with towels. Author: Wang Bo's farewell to vice-prefect du setting out for his official post in shu
4. Li Bai was about to walk in a boat when he suddenly heard singing on the shore. Peach Blossom Pond is deep in thousands of feet, not as good as Wang Lun's! Author: Li Bai, "To Wang Lun"
5, affectionate but always heartless, only feel that you can't laugh before you die, but you still have to say goodbye, crying for others until dawn! Authors: Du Mu, Farewell
6, a wind, bringing willow-cotton, sweetens the shop, Wu Ji advised guests to taste wine. With my comrades of the city who are here to see me off, and as each of them drains his cup, I say to him in parting. Oh, go and ask this river running to the east, if it can travel farther than a friend's love!? Author: parting at a Wine-Shop in Nanjing by Li Bai
7, an old friend left the Yellow Crane Tower in the west, and fireworks went down to Yangzhou in March. The lonely sail is far away from the blue sky, only to see the Yangtze River flowing in the sky! Li Bai's a farewell to meng haoran on his way to yangzhou
also has a parting phrase that I like better:
Affection hurts parting since ancient times, and it is even worse to neglect the Clear Autumn Festival? Liu Yong's "Rain Rings" 5. Poems about parting in autumn
Farewell to Li's comments on Wang Changling
Mo Daoqiu River is difficult to leave, and the boat will be in Chang 'an tomorrow.
Wu Ji dances slowly, leaving you drunk, and the green maple is white and cold at will.
In the early autumn, I miss Jin Jun's two brothers Zhang Jiuling.
The autumn wind came in Jiangzhu, leaving my hometown.
a lonely cloud worries about the distance, and a leaf feels nothing.
sorrow and joy taste the same domain, flying and singing in different forests.
looking at the northwest of the castle peak, it is like singing a white head.
Xin' an presented Mu Yu's virtue to the DPRK, and was given the word "Liu Changqing"
Nine-fold propaganda office call, and Wan Li Jianxi trip.
when things go straight, it will happen late.
when the timber body is restored, the sacred eyes are still bright.
if you leave the cold river, you will feel affectionate.
Word:
Yulinling Liu Yong
Cold cicada and sad, late for Changting.
at the beginning of the shower, when everyone drinks in the tent, they will miss the place, and the blue boat will urge them to send it.
Holding hands and staring at each other with tears, I was speechless and choked.
when I think about it, it's a thousand miles away, and the dusk is heavy.
Affectionate feelings hurt parting since ancient times, which is even worse, leaving the Qing Autumn Festival in the cold.
where will you wake up tonight? Fear is only the edge, facing the sad morning wind and the waning of the waning of the waning moon.
this past year should be a good time and a good scene.
there are thousands of customs, so who should I tell! 6. Regarding the poem of parting, please mark the poem of parting and farewell
. Author: Date of joining: 1-2-13. 1. It is difficult for Mo Daoqiu River to leave. The boat and boat will be in Chang 'an tomorrow. 2. The old friend resigned from the Yellow Crane Tower in the west. Fireworks went down to Yangzhou in March. The lonely sails were far away and the sky was blue. Only the Yangtze River flowed in the sky. 3. we bid each other a sad farewell. we two officials going opposite ways. and yet, while China holds our friendship 5. Singing farewell songs at the smell of wanderers. Crossing the river at the beginning of the frost last night. and the crying of the wildgeese grieves my sad heart. bounded by a gloom of cloudy mountains. 6. Cold and rainy night entering Wu. Pingming seeing off the guests at Chushan Lonely. Luoyang relatives and friends like to ask each other. A piece of ice heart is in the jade pot. 7. Advise you to do more with a glass of wine. Going west to Yangguan for no reason. 8. and the water has brought you a touch of home. to draw your boat three hundred miles. 9. for all we had drunk we felt no joy and were parting from each other. when the river widened mysteriously toward the full moon. 1. oh, go and ask this river running to the east. Li Bai was about to go by boat. Suddenly, he heard singing on the shore. Peach Blossom Pond was deep in thousands of feet. It was not as good as Wang Lun's. 12. A glass of white jade wine. Green Yang was in March. After a few days in the spring breeze, his temples became silk. 13. here you must leave me and drift away. like a loosened water-plant hundreds of miles. I shall think of you in a floating cloud. so in the sunset think of me. 14. we watch him through Wheel-Tower Gate going eastward. into the snow-mounds of Heaven-Peak Road. and then he disappears at the turn of the pass. Leave a horse line over the snow. 15. Dawn boarding. Shadow, Grass Green, Wan Li, Hunan. 17. Affection hurts parting since ancient times. It's even worse. It's cold and clear autumn festival. 18. It's raining in the middle of the night on the leaves of plane trees. The sound of leaves is parting. 19. Candles have a heart to say goodbye. They weep for others until dawn. 2. Nanpu is sad and sad. The west wind hits autumn. At the sight of a broken intestine. Good clouds don't look back.-------. 2. o Prince of Friends, you are gone again I hear them sighing after you. (Li Bai: seeing friends off > 3. grasses return again green in the spring but O my Prince of Friends, do you?? (Bai Juyi: Giving the ancient grass a farewell > 4. Weicheng is rainy and dusty. The guest house is green and the willow color is new. I advise you to have a glass of wine more. There is no reason to go out to Yangguan in the west. (Wang Wei: Send Yuan Er Ambassador Anxi > ) 5. It's cold and rainy, and it's even in the river at night. Pingming sends visitors to the lonely mountain of Chu. (Wang Changling: at hibiscus inn parting with xin jian > 6. Mochow has no confidant in the road ahead. Everyone in the world knows Jun. (Gao Shi: Bie Dongda > 7. Peach Blossom Pond Water Three thousands of feet. Not as good as Wang Lun's. (Li Bai: to Wang Lun > ) 8. The lonely sail is far from the blue sky. Only the Yangtze River flows in the sky. (Li Bai: a farewell to meng haoran on his way to yangzhou > Just write out the meaning. 9. we watch him through Wheel-Tower Gate going eastward leaving behind him only hoof-prints. (Cen Can: a Song of White Snow in Farewell to Field-Clerk Wu Going Home > ) 1. Outside the Changting, by the ancient road, the grass is green and the sky is blue. The evening breeze blows the willow flute. The sunset is beyond the mountain. The horizon of the sky. The corner of the sea. The intimate friends are half scattered. A gourd ladle of turbid wine makes the rest of you happy. Say goodbye to Meng Han tonight. (Li Shutong: farewell > )--------------1. I used to go. Yangliuyiyi, now I'm thinking. It's raining. The Book of Songs. Xiaoya. Picking EU > 2. Sad songs can be used as tears. Looking from afar, you can be Chinese angelica-sad songs of Han Yuefu folk songs > 3. Humayi's north wind. Crossing the south branch of the Bird's Nest-nineteen ancient poems of Han Dynasty, traveling again > 4. but how much love has the inch-long grass. Winning Three Spring Fairs-Tang Meng Jiao's Wandering Poems > 5. now, nearing my village, meeting people I dare not ask a single question-Don Song Zhiwen spent Da Yuling > 6. Is you who have come from my old country tell me what has happened there! was the plum, when you passed my silken window Han Mei in flower? -Three Miscellaneous Poems by Tang Wang Wei > 7. so bright a gleam on the foot of my bed, could there have been a frost already?, lifting myself to look, I found that it was moonlight and sinking back again, I thought suddenly of home-Tang Li Bai's thoughts on quiet nights > 8. Where is your hometown? Forget it unless you are drunk-Song Li Qingzhao, Bodhisattva Man > 9. Think twice about your relatives during the festive season-Tang Wangwei, on the mountain holiday thinking of my brothers in shandong > 1. Tonight, the moon is full of hope. I wonder who Qiu Si will fall into-Don Wang Jian looked at the moon on the 15th night and sent it to Du Langzhong > 11. Everyone gradually feels strange in the local accent, but hates the sound of warblers like an old mountain-five books by Tang Sikong Tu > 12. Only the lake is mirrored in front of the door. The spring breeze does not change the old waves-two books of Don He Zhizhang's return to his hometown > 13. When a young boy leaves home, he returns to his hometown. The local accent has not changed, and his temples have declined.-Don He Zhizhang's hometown book > 14. he knows that the dews tonight will be frost how much brighter the moonlight is at home!-Don Du Fu remembering my brothers on a moonlight night > 15. Don't be sad, be sad, and be separated-Nine Songs of Chu and Qu Yuan in the Warring States Period. 16. The day is far away. The day of clothing has slowed down-19 ancient Chinese poems. Travel again > 17. After the geese fall, people think before the flowers-Sui. Xue Daoheng people think about returning home every day > 18. Being away from hate is like spring grass. Go further and live-Nantang. Li Yu's Qingpingle > 19. Cut constantly. The reason is still chaotic. It's sadness. It's not the general taste in my heart-Li Yu meets Huan > 2. It's easier to see when it's different than when it's difficult. Flowing water fades away in spring. It's heaven and earth-Li Yu's waves wash sand > 21. it is almost as hard for friends to meet as for the morning and evening stars-Tang Du Fu presented Wei Ba Chu Shi > 22. Advise you to have a glass of wine. There is no reason to go to Yangguan in the west-Tang Wangwei's Weicheng Qu > 23