Unlike geese, people don't fly in a row. This poem expresses the attachment of the little author when he bid farewell to his brother.
Brother is on the road, the sky is gray at the beginning of autumn clouds; Around the road pavilion, leaves fall in succession and the atmosphere is bleak. Sadly, people can't fly far together like geese, but at this time our brother and sister can't go far together.
The atmosphere of scenery writing in the poem corresponds to the mood of parting. Brother and sister can't bear to be separated, which is natural and sincere in the contrast between Dayan and Qi Fei. Li Bai bid farewell to his friends, with blue mountains in the north and white water in the east.
Here we say goodbye to each other, and you, like losing your father, are floating in the wind and traveling far away. Floating clouds are like wanderers, like wandering, and the sunset slowly goes down the mountain, which seems to be nostalgic.
With a wave of his hand, he will be separated from now on, and his friend on horseback will carry him on a long journey, blowing a long wind, as if reluctant to leave. Qingshan lies across the outer city north, and still white water flows around the east.
When we leave here, it is like a loose grass fluttering in the wind, and Wan Li travels far. You are like a cloud in the sky, and I am reluctant to part with you like a sunset.
We waved goodbye at once, and the horse didn't want to part, so he couldn't help whistling. This poem is like an oil painting. The beauty of human feelings and the beauty of nature are intertwined and lifelike.
The poem is open-minded, optimistic and affectionate. Don't be tall and comfortable in Wan Li. In Huang Yun, the sun is shining, and the north wind blows the goose feather and snow one after another.
Mochow has no confidant in the road ahead, and no one in the world knows you! Thousands of miles away from the north, the clouds all over the sky make the sky look dim. The north wind roared, and the geese flew south in the scattered snowflakes. Don't worry about having no intimate friends ahead. Who doesn't know you in the world? The northern scenery written in the first two sentences set off the poet's frustration when he bid farewell to Neusoft University, while the last two sentences comforted and encouraged his friends and were impassioned, which were touching farewell poems from the heart.
Xiao said goodbye to the king and yan dan here, and a strong man made a crown. No one was there at that time, and the water is still cold today.
At that time, Jing Ke bid farewell to Yan Taizi Dan and went to the State of Qin to assassinate the King of Qin. When he left, the strong man was impassioned and furious. Today, the ancient brave people are long gone, but the water here is still as cold as it was then.
This poem is different from ordinary farewell poems. The poet's yearning for the ancient brave seems to inspire his friends to learn from Jing Ke and do something. Seeing Du Mu off is affectionate but always heartless, but I feel that I can't laugh before I die.
The candle on the table lit the heart, and it also saw the parting; You see, it shed tears for us and flowed to the morning. When we are apart, we obviously have feelings. We always find it difficult to express our inner feelings, and we feel as if we are heartless.
Don't try to smile at the party, but you can't. The candles at the party seemed to understand our parting and shed tears for us until dawn.
The poet expressed his affection and sincerity when he left his friends. On the way to see Meng Haoran off to Yangzhou, an old friend of Li Bai left the Yellow Crane Tower for the west. Fireworks are set off in Yangzhou in March, and the sky is blue. Only the Yangtze River flows in the sky. Li Bai sincerely admires Meng Haoran.
The first is to admire his character. This can be proved by a letter to Meng Haoran: master, I cheer you from the heart, your reputation has risen to the sky, and you gave up the importance of hats and chariots in your rosy youth, and you chose pine trees and clouds; And now, white-haired, drunken sage, bewitched by flowers, you turn a deaf ear to the emperor, mountain, how I long to reach you, and some people admire Meng Haoran's poetic art.
Meng Zuo's "Wandering, Thinking and Returning to the Back of Wang Baiyun": When I came home from the valley, I was already looking back at the mountain road, but I saw the cattle and sheep and the woodcutter lost in the dark, the vegetation was cold, and the door was still open, waiting for my husband to write about himself and see the "mountain road". What I saw and heard floated in front of my eyes and ears, and waves of various emotions surged in my heart just to convey my concern for that outdated friend. That stupid watch looks like it at present.
Li Bai's two sentences, "A solitary sail crosses the blue sky to the end, and only the Yangtze River flows in the sky", are excellent report performances using this technique flexibly. As for the first two sentences, "Yellow Crane Tower" in the western language and "Yangzhou" in the eastern language all use "anthomaniac, you turn a deaf ear to the emperor" smartly. As the object, Meng Haoran's spirit is vividly on the paper, and the affection of "worshipping pure fragrance" is also vividly on the paper.
This poem is very different from Xi on the Twenty Shores of Yuan Dynasty: it has no generality and can only be given to Meng Haoran. A brief but happy encounter with my brother-in-law "All shall be well, jack shall have Jill" Yi Lee grew up and met again after ten years of torn and tired years. The first time I heard your name, I thought you were a stranger, and then I heard your name. I remember everything that happened on your young face and the tide. We have told you and told you until tomorrow evening when you travel to Yueyang and leave for autumn. One peak after another between us. The original situation is this: Li Yi and his cousin met on the trip, and they only know each other's names. This is a great surprise.
But if you write in this order, the surge of poetry will be covered by mediocre narrative. The poet put before him "Let's meet again when we grow up after these ten torn and boring years", which shows how deeply he was touched and can also arouse readers' sympathy for the sufferings of life.
The sentence "ask surname" is very subtle: I was "surprised" at first sight, but I already had a guess in my mind, so I went to "ask" the other person's name-if we regard this couplet as an intertextuality, the scene of "asking Taiwan Province for help" at that time would be like this. And when the other person says his name, he can't help looking at his cousin and bringing back a string of memories.
Later, we talked for a long time and had a strong family relationship. Time flies, and there will be less and less. Readers will fill them with their own life experiences, surprise them and sigh them. However, before the joy was fully publicized, the poet's heart was already tortured by the next day's departure.
He thought he would be alone on Baling Road in the future. After walking through mountain after mountain, he was very depressed. I bid farewell to Shu Bo across the wall of Sanqin, looking at Wujin in the distance, saying goodbye to each other, two officials who have been working day and night. However, China has our friendship, and Heaven has our neighbors. Why do you want to wander at the fork in the road? The literati class in the Tang Dynasty actually realized the highest value of life by being able to "be a teacher for the monarch".
Therefore, even if they are officials, they will be Beijing officials, and they will feel lost outside. Both the giver and the receiver in this poem have this "love complex for Beijing", so they are reluctant to go to Chang 'an and are sent to other places. Looking at the direction they are going to work, they feel particularly ethereal.
The giver comforted the giver, especially pointing out that "we two officials are on the right track" and waiting for our own fate. Since we share the same fate, we can share any sorrow.
However, after all, the scholars in the early Tang Dynasty had an optimistic background, so they could quickly shake off their sad mood and shout out the grandiose words of "However, China holds our friendship, and heaven is still our neighbor". We seem to see him wave his hand firmly and cut off all the troubles in front of us.
This poem is the most standard. Leave the farewell place for one or two periods, and continue to convey three or four sentences.
2. The poem about parting is 1. We said goodbye to each other sadly, and our two officials took opposite paths. However, as long as China keeps our friendship, heaven will remain our neighbor. (Wang Bo:&; lt； Farewell the viceroy to his post in Shu.
Oh, my friend's prince, you left again, and I heard them sigh behind you. (Li Bai:&; lt； Send a friend away >
The grass turns green again in spring, but what about you, my friend's prince? ? (Bai Juyi:< gives Gu Cao a farewell >)
It is rainy and dusty in Weicheng. The green willow in the guest house is new in color. I suggest you drink more wine. There is no reason to go out of Yangguan in the west. (Wang Wei:&; lt； Send Yuan Er when Anxi >)
It's freezing, rainy and rainy, and it's late at night. Pingming sends tourists to Gushan Chu. (Wang Changling:&; lt； Break up with Xin Jian at Furong Inn >
6. Mochow has no confidant in the future. Everyone knows you, (Gao Shi:&; lt； Not big >)
7. Peach Blossom Pond and Three thousands of feet. Not as good as Wang Lun. (Li Bai:&; lt； To Wang Lun >)
8. Sailing alone, the blue sky is exhausted. Only the Yangtze River flows in the sky. (Li Bai:&; lt； See you on the way to Yangzhou, Meng Haoran >
9. We watched him walk eastward through the tower gate, leaving only hoofprint behind him (Cen Can:&; lt； A song "Snow White Farewells Tian Shuji Wu to Go Home" >
10. Outside the pavilion, beside the ancient road, the grass is blue. The evening breeze blows the willow flute. The sunset is beyond the mountain. The horizon of the sky. A corner of the sea. Close friends are half separated. The rest is a spoonful of turbid wine. Say goodbye to Meng Han tonight. (Li Shutong:&; lt； Farewell >)
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.
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.
Leaving the cold river, you will feel affectionate.
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 is nowhere to say before. When will Guanshan leave?
It is better to have a farewell poem. It means you don't want to leave, but you can't make your old friends say goodbye to everything.
Why is the return date undecided?
The morning breeze sent Wan Li far away,
Liu Yingdidi hurt to leave.
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 loved ones when they go out to Yang Guan in the west. (Wang Wei's "Send Yuan 20 Shi An Xi") 5. Cold rain into the night, Wu sent Chushan alone; (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 Wang Lun's. (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. (Li Shutong's Farewell)
Nostalgia in Poetry
1. You come from my old country. Tell me what happened there! .
When you pass by my window, are plum blossoms blooming? (Wang Wei's miscellaneous poems)
2. I left home when I was young, and my local accent has not changed.
Where do children come from when they meet strangers? "He Zhangzhi's Homecoming Book"
3. Leave the mountain to rest, winter will come, and spring will come.
The closer I get to my hometown, the more timid I am, afraid to inquire about people from home. Song Wenzhi's Crossing the Han River
Under the blue mountain, my boat and I meandered along the green water.
Until the river bank widens at low tide, and no wind blows my lonely sail.
... night gives way to the ocean of the sun, and the old year melts in freshness.
I can finally send my messenger, the wild goose, back to Luoyang. (Wang Wan's "A Stop at the foot of Beibao Mountain")
It's only seven days in spring and two years away from home.
The day of returning home is behind the bird's return to the earth, but the idea of returning home has existed before the spring flowers bloom. (Xue Daoheng's "Homecoming")
6. The foot of my bed is shining so brightly. Is it frosty already? .
I looked up at the moon and looked down, feeling nostalgic. (Li Bai's "Silent Night Thinking"
7. Whose rain flute flies in the dark, and the spring breeze permeates Los Angeles.
In this nocturne, everyone can't remember the national conditions. (Li Bai's "Smelling the flute in Los Angeles on a Spring Night")
8. It has been ten frosts in Bingzhou, and I miss Xianyang day and night.
For no reason, I crossed the mulberry river, but I hope that Bing is my hometown. (Liu Zao's "Journey to the North")
9. A vagrant hears drums that indicate fighting, and a wild goose rings in autumn.
The dew turns to frost tonight, and the moonlight at home is bright!
Brothers are scattered, and no one can ask about life and death.
Letters sent to Luoyang city are often not delivered, and wars often do not stop. (Du Fu's Remembering Brothers on a Moonlit Night)
4. Poems or sentences about leaving home 1. When does a small party become a parting?
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.
Mountains and oceans separate us. There is nothing I can do but meet you again in my memory and in my dream.
Friend, I have been watching you go down the mountain. Until now, in the dark, I closed the door of the thatched cottage. The spring grass will turn green next year, but what about you, my friend Prince? ?
Don't complain about divorce, and never have the courage to drink.
6. Candles have a heart to say goodbye and cry for others until dawn.
7. If you teach your eyes that there is no hatred, you won't believe that there are hoary heads in the world.
8. Nanpu is sad, and the west wind hits autumn. At the sight of heartbroken, it is a good cloud not to look back.
9. We said goodbye sadly, and our two officials went in opposite directions. After all, the world is just a small place. Why are you wandering at the fork in the road? The child is holding a towel.
10. Where is your hometown? Forget it unless you're drunk.
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12. The foot of my bed is shining with such bright light. Is it frosty already? . I looked up at the moon and looked down, feeling nostalgic.
13. The tears of parting add new waves to the long river of memory; The blessing of parting opened the curtain of reunion.
14. People gradually feel that the local accent is different, but they hate the sound of warblers singing old mountains.
15. Solitary sails on the sunset river, grass green, Wan Li, Hunan.
Write 20 parting poems, 1. In the past, I was gone, and the willows were reluctant; Today, I think it's raining heavily-The Book of Songs. Picked Wei. 2. Elegy can be wept, and the prospect can be returned to China-Elegy of Han Yuefu folk songs. 3. Humayi north wind, crossing the south branch of the Bird's Nest-nineteen ancient poems by Han. 4. But the grass's reward is three rays of spring-Tang Meng Jiao. Three miscellaneous poems by Wei. On a quiet night, there is such bright light at the foot of my bed. Could there be frost already? Looking up, I found that it was moonlight and sank again. I suddenly remembered my hometown Li Bai 8. Where is your hometown? Unless you are drunk, forget it. I miss my family on holiday-I miss my Shandong brother Wei 10 on holiday in the mountains. I don't know whose family it belongs to-Wang Tangjian's "Looking at the Moon at Fifteen Nights to Send Doctor Du Langzhong" 1 1. Everyone gradually feels strange in the local accent, but they hate the warbler's sound like an old mountain-Tang Tu's Five Poems on Man 12. Only the lake in front of the door is reflected, and the spring breeze does not change the old waves-Tanghe Zhangzhi. The local accent has not changed, but the hair on the sideburns has declined. -Tang He Zhang Zhi's Homecoming Book 14. He knows that the dew will be frost tonight, and how bright the moonlight is at home! -Tang Du Fu's My Brother on a Moonlit Night 15. Mourning is sad, leaving is sad-Warring States Period. Nine songs of Chu Quyuan. Think less about life 16. Think before you spend —— Sui's Homesick Every Day 18. Away from hate is like grass in spring, which goes further and is still alive-Nantang. Li Yu's Qingpingle 19. It's sad to keep cutting, especially the general taste in my heart-Li Yu's Meeting with Huan as for the rising stars-Tang Du Fu's Giving Eight to Wei 22. Advise you to make an extra glass of wine and go out to the west for no reason-Wei's "Cheng Wei Qu" 23. Mochow has no bosom friend before, and no one in the world knows you-Tang Gaoshi's Tang Dongda.
6. Poem 1, "Night Walking" Don Hotel stayed up all night, and the guest turned to sorrow. My hometown is a thousand miles away tonight, and it is another year of the Ming Dynasty. 2. "I'm going home," Tang pouted and asked, why is it too late to return? * * * Who is fighting for time to win sideburns? 3, "Homesickness" Song Liguo said that the sunset is the end of the world, and I can't see my hometown at the end of the world. They hate the blue mountain, which is still covered by dusk clouds. 4. "Letters from the Capital" shows that Yuan Kaijiang is 3,000 Li, and the letter is 15 lines. There is nothing to say when you go, but you should return to China early. 5, "Seeing the Mountain with the People in Haochu and Sending Relatives to Beijing" Liu Tang Zongyuan seaside mountain is like a sword. Returning to thinking is leisurely. In autumn night in Huainan, geese come from Gaozhai. 7. Miscellaneous Poems: Don, you come from my old country and tell me what happened there! When you passed my window, it was plum blossom, while Han Mei was in bloom? 8. "Shan Risi Shandong Brothers" Tang people are in a foreign land, and they miss their relatives every holiday. He knows where the brothers are climbing, and one person is missing everywhere. 9. "Seeing Friends Off at Jingmen Ferry" Tang Libai, sailing to Jingmen Ferry, soon you will be with people in the south. It is the end of the mountain and the starting point of the plain. The river winds through the wilderness, the moon is lifted like a mirror, and the sea clouds shine like a palace. I still pity my hometown water and send a boat thousands of miles. 10, "Moonlight Billion My Brother" defended by Tang Du Fu. He knows that the dew will be frost tonight, and how bright the moonlight is at home! Oh, my brothers, lost and scattered, what does life mean to me without you? . Books are often not delivered. What can I expect in wartime? . 1 1, Changqing's View of Climbing the Mountain in Autumn in the Temple of Wu Jiangjun is old and homesick in autumn. There are few people in the wild temple, and the clouds are separated by water depth. The sun is still setting in the west, and the cold forest is full of empty forests. Today, the Yangtze River hangs alone. 12, "Bamboo Branches" in Yuxi, Liu Tang, spring grass is everywhere in Baidicheng, and Baiyanshan Mountain goes down to Qingjiang, Sichuan. Southerners come up to sing a song, while northerners don't go to their hometown. 13 "Chang 'an returns to Yangzhou on September 9th", and the Suihe River always dies in the south. There are chrysanthemums under the fence in my hometown. How many flowers have bloomed today? But I'm sad that Kyushu is different. Julian Waghann was concentrated in the north, and family sacrifices were never forgotten. 15, "The Pride of Fisherman" Song Fan Zhongyan blocked the scenery, but Hengyang geese didn't pay attention. There are thousands of miles of sounds in all directions, and the long smoke is lonely. A glass of turbid wine made Wan Li a success, but Ran Yan didn't go home. Frost is everywhere. People are homesick again. I dreamed of going home at night, but I couldn't reach Tonglu and Ming Dynasty. 17, patio Shayuan, Ma Zhiyuan, a dead vine, a faint cry, a small bridge flowing water, an ancient road and a thin horse. When the sun sets, heartbroken people are at the end of the world. 18, after crossing the Han River, I am far away from my hometown. I am eager for news. Winter has passed and it is back to spring. The broken lamp is lonely. My hometown is full of clouds and water, which is not suitable for Qiu Meng. 20. "Send Wu 19 to Yuanling" Changling Yuanjiang flows in the morning sun, and Xikou meets Jun's post road. Whoever stays away from the thunderstorm in Wang Zhi will go home next year.