Send to you
The platform in the middle of the night
The dim light
illuminates your tired figure
Passionate eyes
Turn into a dissociated trance
Silently waving to you
Pretending to lower his head casually
Wiping his eyes The flickering inside
A night without wind and rain
My heart is filled with heavy rain
I thought
there are still many opportunities
< p>Whispering to youThere are still many opportunities
Singing to your heart’s content
I only know now
Many songs< /p>
Not enough time to sing for you
Many words
Not enough time to tell you
Sung repeatedly in the headphones
< p>It is that familiar songThe sad melody of "Station"
trembling in the sky of the soul
I know
Station The other end
is the place you yearn for
One-way ticket
Blood-colored desolation
Rolling wheels
Will be crushed
Beautiful dreams
Slowly heading towards
my emotional desert
What I don’t understand is
I didn’t do anything wrong
Why
The once hot heart
has become so cold
Why
The once infatuated relationship
has become so decisive
Why
I left by car
It's you and not me.
I advise you to drink another glass of wine. There is no old friend when you leave Yangguan in the west.
Don’t worry, there will be no friends in the future. Who in the world doesn’t know you?
The grass will be green next spring, will the king and grandson return?
I sent the king and grandson off again, and the love was full of farewell.
I waved my hand and went away, the horse roared.
I send my sorrowful heart to the bright moon and follow you until the end of the night.
When all the wicker branches are broken and the flowers fly away, I would like to ask passers-by whether they are returning home.
If you do nothing, you will be on the wrong road, and your children will be in trouble.
When relatives and friends in Luoyang ask each other, their hearts are filled with ice in a jade pot.
The water in Peach Blossom Pond is a thousand feet deep, not as deep as Wang Lun’s gift to me.
There are close friends in the sea, and they are like neighbors in the world.
Please ask me about the flowing water in the east. Do you want to know who is good or bad with me?
I sent the king and grandson off again, and they were full of affection.
The old friend left the Yellow Crane Tower in the west, and the fireworks went down to Yangzhou in March.
The shadow of the lone sail in the distance is gone in the blue sky, and only the Yangtze River can be seen flowing in the sky.
My husband has ambitions all over the world, and he is still close to his neighbors thousands of miles away.
I still feel sorry for the water in my hometown, and send my boat sailing thousands of miles away.
Relatives and friends in Luoyang are like asking each other, a heart of ice is in a jade pot
Knowing each other no matter how far away we are, we are still neighbors thousands of miles away
Departure and hatred are like spring grass, we will return even further if we travel further 生
Last year I saw you farewell in the flowers, but today it has been a year since the flowers bloomed
In the sad place in the world, I work hard to see off guests.
Seeing off the boat outside the Wulin gate, all kinds of alienation are chasing the water. Where will the moon shine tonight?
1. "Farewell" by Wang Wei of the Tang Dynasty
Let's see each other off in the mountains, the sunset covers the firewood.
The spring grass is green every year, and the kings and grandsons never return.
2． "Farewell to Meng Haoran in Guangling" by Li Bai of the Tang Dynasty
The old friend bid farewell to the Yellow Crane Tower in the west, and fireworks descended from Yangzhou in March.
The solitary sail can be seen in the distance and the blue mountains are gone, only the Yangtze River can be seen flowing in the sky.
(Note: There is also a version of "The lonely sail is far away and the blue sky is over")
3. "Send Off the Second Envoy of the Yuan Dynasty to Anxi" by Wang Wei of the Tang Dynasty
The morning rain in Weicheng is light and dusty, and the guesthouses are green and willow-colored.
I advise you to drink another glass of wine. There will be no old friends when you leave Yangguan in the west.
4. "Sending Du Shaofu to Shuchuan" by Wang Bo of Tang Dynasty
The city gate assists the Three Qin Dynasties, and the wind and smoke look out to Wujin. I want to say goodbye to you, we are both eunuchs.
We know each other in the sea, and we are close to each other in the world. If you do nothing, you will be on the wrong road, and your children will be stained with towels.
5. "Farewell at the Jingmen Gate" by Li Bai of the Tang Dynasty
He crossed the distance outside the Jingmen Gate to travel from the Kingdom of Chu. The mountains end with the plains, and the river flows into the wilderness.
Under the moon, in the sky, clouds form sea towers. Still feeling pity for the water in my hometown, I send my boat sailing thousands of miles away.
6. "The Four Rhymes of "Fengji Post Sends Off Yan Gong Again" by Du Fu of the Tang Dynasty
Farewell from afar, the green mountains are empty and the love returns. When will the cup be heavy and the moon will be with me last night?
The counties eulogized and cherished, and the three dynasties came and went with glory. Jiangcun lives alone, recuperating in solitude.
7. "Weicheng Song" by Wang Wei of the Tang Dynasty
The morning rain in Weicheng is light and dusty, and the guesthouses are green and willows are new.
I advise you to drink another glass of wine. There will be no old friends when you leave Yangguan in the west.
8. "Send Off a Friend" by Li Bai of the Tang Dynasty
Green mountains stretch across Beiguo, and white water surrounds the east city. This place is a different place, and I can conquer thousands of miles alone.
The thoughts of wandering in the floating clouds, the love of old friends in the setting sun. I waved my hand and went away, and the horses roared.
9. "Farewell to Li Duan" Tang Lulun
The old pass is full of decay and grass, and it is sad to say goodbye.
The road is out of the cold clouds, when people return to the dusk snow.
It is early for a young man to be a guest, but it is difficult to recognize you late. Covering the tears and facing each other in the sky, where will the wind and dust come from?
10. "Farewell to Xin Jian at the Furong Tower" Wang Changling of the Tang Dynasty
A cold rain came to Wu at night, and he saw off his guest Chu Shangu in the bright light.
When relatives and friends in Luoyang ask each other, their hearts are filled with ice in a jade pot.
Bai Juyi
Farewell to Nanpu
Farewell to Nanpu is desolate, the west wind curls up in autumn.
My heart is broken at the sight of it, so don’t look back.
Xu Hun
Xie Ting bid farewell
A song of labor explains the boating, red leaves, green mountains and rapids.
At the end of the day, people are far away from the drunkenness, and the sky is full of wind and rain, going down to the west building.
Wen Tingyun
The villa of deceased friends in the south of Sucheng
The water flows and the flowers fall, sighing at the floating life, and accompanying tourists to stay in Ducheng.
It still seems like in the lingering dreams of the past, when the moon slanted through the curtain and I heard the oriole alone.
Li Ye
Leave farewell on a bright moonlit night
Leaving people is speechless and the moon is silent, but the bright moon has light and people have feelings.
After farewell, I miss you like the moon, and the water in the clouds reaches the city.
Rong Yu
Moving home and leaving the pavilion on the lake
It is the pavilion on the lake in the spring breeze, and the wicker and vines are the symbol of separation.
The yellow orioles have been acquainted with each other for a long time, and they want to call four or five times.
Liu Changqing
Tiaoxi paid tribute to Liang Geng and saw him after he said goodbye
How far is the Yonglu Road in Qingchuan? The setting sun is a lonely boat.
Birds fly toward Pingwu far and near, and people follow the flowing water from east to west.
The white clouds are thousands of miles away, and the bright moon is in front of the stream and behind it.
I am melancholy to be banished to Changsha, and the grass in the rivers and lakes is luxuriant.
Wang Changling
Farewell to Xinjian
The villa was in depression, wind, rain and cold, so I crossed the river in a small boat to see the moonlight.
I am too drunk to know the Kansai Road, but I look at the spring river and the clouds are still lingering.
Wang Zhihuan
Nine Days of Farewell
Ji Ting is desolate and there are few old friends. Where can I climb high and see them off?
Today it will be the same as Fangju wine. Tomorrow it will be done as Duan Pengfei.
Zu Yong
The Qingming Banquet is dedicated to Mr. Liu and his father-in-law.
The Tian family has returned to close ministers, and enjoying themselves does not violate relatives.
The garden is beautiful on Jiri, and the Qingming fireworks are new.
Only by virtue of one's own virtue can one make friends.
The pond shines on the window in the dark night, and the cup smells of fragrant medicine and spring.
Flowers cover the ground in front of the eaves, and birds peek outside the bamboos.
Why live in seclusion in Taoyuan?
Zheng Gu
Farewell to friends on the Huai River
The Yangliu Spring at the head of the Yangtze River, Yang Hua Chou kills the people crossing the river.
Several bagpipes left the pavilion at night, you were heading to Xiaoxiang and I was heading to Qin.
Wang Wei
Send off Zusan in Qizhou (one is to see off Zhao Xianzhou on the river, and the other is to say farewell to Zhao Xianzhou in Qi)
When we meet, we smile, but weep when we see each other off .
The ancestral tent has been separated, and the deserted city is full of sorrow.
The weather is cold, the mountains are clear in the distance, and the long river is rushing at dusk.
You are already far away from me, but I hope you are still standing there.
Li Bai
Miscellaneous Songs and Songs·Long Parting
I haven’t returned home after several springs, and I see cherry blossoms at the jade window.
Kang has a book with brocade characters, which makes people sigh when he opens it.
At this point, my heart is broken and my heart is broken. The green hair on the clouds is no longer knotted, and the sorrow is like the white snow swirling back.
Last year I sent books and newspapers to the balcony, but this year I sent books to remind you again.
Hu is the east wind that blows the clouds for me, causing me to come from the west. But when I come, I don’t come, and the fallen flowers are silent and covered with moss.
Meng Haoran
Leave farewell to Wang Shiyuwei
How can I wait for silence? I will return to the sky.
I want to find fragrant grass, but I regret not meeting my old friend.
Who knows who is lying on the road? Good friends are rare in the world.
You should only stay lonely and cover up the gates of your hometown.
Bai Juyi
Miscellaneous Songs and Lyrics·It’s Hard to Say Goodbye
Seeing off passers-by on the green poplar street, horses go and carriages return to look at the dust.
Unexpectedly, all the red tears were gone when we said goodbye, and there are no tears to wet the towel when we return.
Gao Shi
Two Poems of Farewell to Dong Da
Ten miles of yellow clouds and white sun, the north wind blows wild geese and snow.
Don’t worry, there will be no friends in the future. No one in the world will know you.
Liu Fei fluttered and felt sorry for himself. He left Beijing and Luo for more than ten years.
My husband is very poor and has no money for drinks when we meet today.
Chen Zi'ang
Two poems about Farewell to Friends on a Spring Night
Silver candles spit out green smoke, and golden bottles match the beautiful feast.
When you leave the hall, you miss the piano and the harp, and you go around the mountains and rivers on other roads.
The bright moon is hidden behind the tall trees, and the long river is hidden from the dawn sky.
Youyou Luoyang asked, in what year will this meeting take place?
The purple clouds are broken, and the youth is bright at the beginning of the month.
On this fragrant bottle night, there is more than enough sadness left.
The cold flower dew is full, and the eaves are dripping and empty.
What kind of gift do you want from Mr. Huai? I would like to write to the minister.
Li Shangyin
Banqiao Farewell at Dawn
Looking back at the Gaocheng River and the Xiaohe River, the windows of the pavilion press the microwave.
The narcissus wants to go to the carp, and the hibiscus sheds many red tears in one night.
Wang Bo
Two poems about farewell at night in the Jiangting Pavilion
The river sends Banan water away, and the mountains cross the clouds in the north.
On the autumn moonlit night in Jinting, who can see me crying and leaving the crowd?
The smoke cage is surrounded by blue bricks, and the moon is flying towards the south end.
Lonely and silent, the country is cold at night.
Weizhuang
Farewell to Li Xiucai on the river
The year before last, we sent each other off to Balingchun, and today we are all avoiding Qin.
Don’t indulge in intoxication in front of your Majesty. You and I are both strangers in a foreign land.
Han Cong
Farewell in Chanshui in late spring (a work of seeing off guests in late spring)
The green, dark and red colors appear in Fengcheng, and the dusk clouds and pavilions reflect the past and present.