Don't want you to go, time stays for me; Missing is like a lingering willow, rippling in my heart. I don't want you to go, love and hate are long, and love is like a dream mirror. Parting, the past remains the same, parting, old friends waving, parting, sunset reflection, parting, falling red is also sad.
When we meet at dusk, we want to go, but people can't stay. Why do you drink bitter wine with tears, overflow with pride and tearful eyes, and ask why?
Farewell poems are anonymous
Willow is green, hanging on the ground,
Huayang has sensationalized the sky for a long time.
The wicker breaks, the flowers fly away,
Do pedestrians return?
The second envoy of Yuan Dynasty, Anxi [Tang] Wang Wei.
Weicheng is drizzling,
The guest rooms are green and willow.
I advise you to drink more wine,
There is no reason to go out of Yangguan in the west.
Don't be a big [Tang] player.
A thousand miles away in Huang Yun,
The north wind blows goose feathers and heavy snow one after another.
Mochow has no bosom friend in the future,
Everyone in the world doesn't know you.
Farewell to the viceroy and leave for Shu.
Across the wall of Sanqin, across a layer of fog, across a river.
We said goodbye sadly, and our two officials went in opposite directions.
And yet, while China holds our friendship, heaven is still our neighbor.
If you don't do anything wrong, the child will get wet with towels.
I wrote my hopes in the poem of parting/Leng Yue.
? -to a person who once gave me hope, to a distant time, to stories that passed me by.
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? "Does it hurt?"
? The wind blew in at night and the wound woke up.
? Tonight, you are not in my dream.
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? I think of the wilderness again, the stone that sings alone.
? And scattered moon shadows
? Perhaps the initial stay was doomed to be a mistake.
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? The soul walks on the blade.
? Without any struggle.
? Stone eyes are swimming leisurely in the depths of the sky.
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? The night is so irresistible.
? It hurts the hard shell that supports life.
? The scars scattered all over the floor are getting cold.
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? Can't live without him.
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? -We can't live without him.
? A name said to me like this
? The rain washed the name pale.
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? Names are silent to me, and we are afraid of the cold.
? The morning sun can't shine in
? I forgot to bring my umbrella when I was on the road.
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? Goodbye, the name smiles faintly,
? When I said goodbye, I smiled faintly.
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? Outside the window, there is no one except the wind and rain.
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? Unspeakable love
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? At dusk, spring is still far away.
? The wind brought the smell of rain.
? Poetry goes further and further, pursuing the season when I first met you.
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? It was a quiet night.
? Sunset and crowds hide behind flowers.
? Vague footsteps
? Sparse rain drifted in through the empty street.
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? Put it aside for a while, and you will be in it.
? Leisurely fleeting time
? The illustration on that page was spread out, and the peach blossom was gorgeous again.
? When I wave in the air again and again, how can I turn around and smile at you?
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? I wrote my hope in the poem of parting.
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? The night after the farewell.
? Everything turns gray.
? Flowers will never bloom, spring will never come, and I will never meet you again.
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? There is some dust in the corner.
? End to end, it is the outline of some poems, and the steps have been stepped.
? This painting has lost its soft tones.
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? Lonely cold, stretching in the extension of the night.
? The lost bird gave up flying.
? The seeds under the wings fall in the wilderness, waiting for spring with stones.
Parting poem
Don't want you to go, time stays for me;
Missing is like a lingering willow, rippling in my heart.
Don't want you to go, love and hate are long,
Love is like a dream mirror.
Parting, the past remains the same,
When parting, my old friend waved,
Parting, reflecting the sunset,
Parting, falling red is also sad.
After meeting at dusk,
You can't stay if you want to go.
Crying and drinking bitter wine,
Full of pride,
Tears wash your eyes, why ask why?
Poetic drama 1, sharpening the knife and making it difficult to leave the river, and boating in Chang' an tomorrow.
2. The old friend resigned from the West Yellow Crane Tower, and the 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.
We said goodbye sadly, and our two officials went in opposite directions. And yet, while China holds our friendship, heaven is still our neighbor. Why are you wandering at the fork in the road? The child is holding a towel.
The bright moon hides tall trees, but the long river doesn't know. Youyou Luoyang Road, when will this meeting be held?
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.
6. Entering Jiangwu on a cold rainy night, seeing guests off in solitude. Friends, if my friends in Luoyang invite me; Just say I'm still Bing Xin Okho, and stick to my faith!
7. I advise you to drink a glass of wine and go out of Yangguan for no reason.
8. Water brings you the feeling of home, and makes your boat travel 300 miles.
9. The old friend resigned from the West Yellow Crane Tower, and fireworks went down to Yangzhou in March.
10, oh, go and ask this east-flowing river if it can go further than the love of friends! .
1 1, Li Bai was about to go by boat when he suddenly heard singing on the shore. Even if the Peach Blossom Pond is deep, it is not as deep as Wang Lun's sending away my love.
12, a glass of white jade wine, March poplar. The spring breeze can sway for a few days, and you and I are gray at the temples.
13, here you must leave me and float away like a loose water grass for hundreds of miles. Floating clouds are like wanderers, like wandering, and the sunset slowly goes down the mountain, which seems to be nostalgic.
14, we watched him go east through the tower gate and enter the snowdrift of Tianfeng Road. I haven't seen you in the winding mountain road, leaving only a row of horseshoe prints.
15, dawning into the future, leaving the old man alone.
16, the lonely sail shadow on the sunset river, with green grass, Wan Li, Hunan.
17. We said goodbye to each other sadly, and our two officials walked in opposite directions. -Wang Bo's "Farewell to Shu"
18. Then he disappeared around the corner, leaving only hoofprint. -Cen Can's Song of Snow White sent Tian Shuji Wu home.
19 This is another place, just like a loose water plant hundreds of miles away. -Li Bai's "Seeing Friends Off"
Parting Poems: Qiu Jiang's Two Partings
Dynasty: Tang Dynasty
Author: Wang Bo
Original text:
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?
Meet sb. leave
Dynasty: Tang Dynasty
Author: Li Baiyao
Original text:
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?
Farewell to Du Fu's appointment to Shu, a poem expressing friendship and parting.
Bo Wang
Across the wall of Sanqin, across a layer of fog, across a river.
We said goodbye sadly, and our two officials went in opposite directions.
And yet, while China holds our friendship, heaven is still our neighbor.
Why linger at the fork in the road, the child is stained with towels.
A poem separated from the teacher, "Send the little teacher to Qingliang Mountain to pay tribute to the sick Great Sage"
Miracle in Tang Dynasty
You can't live in a well-fed place, but you can find the trace of the Holy Spirit anywhere.
Manjusri suddenly opened his eyes, remembering the teacher's heart.
A poem describing autumn parting: Su Lian Gai Fan Zhongyan.
Blue sky, yellow leaves, autumn colors, cold smoke and green waves. The mountain meets the water in the sunset, and the grass is ruthless, even outside the sunset.
I'm homesick. I'm thinking about traveling. Every night, unless you have a good dream, you sleep alone. Mingyue Building rests alone. Wine will become homesick tears.
Meet in
Go to the west wing without saying a word,
The moon is like a hook.
Lonely phoenix tree deep courtyard locks clear autumn.
Keep cutting,
The reason is still confusing,
It's sadness,
Don't have a taste in your heart
Love at first sight Li Qingzhao
Red lotus root fragrance can last forever, so I can untie Luo Shang and go to Lanzhou alone. Who sent the brocade book? Yan Zi returns, and the West Building will be full tomorrow.
Flowers from Shui Piao to water, a kind of acacia, two places of leisure. Nothing can eliminate this feeling, only frowning, but facing my heart.
Wang Jiangnan Liyu
Dreaming in a distant place,
This is clear autumn in the south.
Thousands of miles away, the cool color is in the distance,
A boat is moored in the depths of reed flowers.
The flute is in the Moon Building.
Zui Hua Yin Li Qingzhao
The fog is thick and the clouds are sad forever, and the golden beast disappears. The festival will be the Double Ninth Festival, and the jade pillow wardrobe will be cool in the middle of the night. After dusk, the wine in Dongli will have a faint fragrance and sleeves. Immortal, west wind shutter, people are thinner than yellow flowers.
Xin Qiji is in Tasha
Chou-heung Courtyard jathyapple Building.
People come and go in high spirits.
Who is sad when autumn comes?
Song Yu was so sad that year.
Share cups and plates with you and dance leisurely.
Ask him what's so sad?
There is sorrow when thinking, and there are many storms on the Double Ninth Festival.
What are the individual poems? Musson
Charley Wang
It won't take long.
You'll walk out of my eyes
Since then, the mountains have become bigger and the water has become wider.
After the faint years, there is a faint sadness.
So I watched you leave.
I always step on the moonlight in my dreams.
It's Ren Huanian Jinse.
Zhuhu lock window
Let that happen.
Like a residual lotus root in water.
Drifting in the wind and rain
My eyes used to shine.
Look at you, Ling Bo doesn't cross Hengtang Road.
Watching you look back gently
Once shining on flowers, facing the gentleness of water.
Fly as far as a dove.
How to write a poem different from my granddaughter?
1, the so-called "familiar with 300 Tang poems, you can sing even if you can't write poems", so if you want to learn poetry, you must first familiarize yourself with the Book of Songs, Tang poems, Song lyrics and so on.
In the process of reading, remember to memorize and learn to meditate and understand. If you read more poems, you will have a sense of language. Language sense is something that can be understood outside the language, and there is not much explanation;
If you want to write poetry, you need to work harder. First of all, you can learn the most basic level and prosody requirements in related books.
Then, you must have enough literary skills, which depends on your usual accumulation, reading more, writing more and appreciating more.
After that, it is necessary to observe and think more, and to have feelings in order to write words with aura. Otherwise, it is easy to give people a far-fetched feeling, saying that they are worried about giving new words.
After the students get together, open WeChat with separate poems, click on the top right corner to add new friends, and search for "micro-poems" at the bottom of WeChat official account to follow. You can ask for original Tibetan poems, birthday poems, love poems, blessing poems and so on.