Four Chinese poets in grade six bid farewell to primary school.

1 Send Yuaner to Anxi Wangwei Acropolis. It's raining and dusty, and the guest house is green and willow. I advise you to have a glass of wine. There is no reason not to go out. Seeing my friend Li Bai off, there is a blue mountain line in the north of the wall and a white waterline in the east of the city. 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. At the crossings of Jiangdong, Wangwei and Liu Yang where Shen Zifu was bid farewell, the passengers were scattered, and the teacher paddled to the entrance. Only lovesickness is like spring scenery, and Jiangnan Jiangbei will send you home. 4 Nanpu Bie Bai Juyi Nanpu is sad, and the west wind is autumn. Turn back immediately, my heart is broken, so I can leave and don't look back. Du Shaofu was sent to Bocheng, the king of Sichuan, and Sanqin, a bird's blessing, to unite the five rivers through a layer of fog. 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, son? Don't be tall, it is suitable for one in a million. It's daytime in Huang Yun, and the north wind blows goose feather and heavy snow one after another. A gentleman is poor, who wants to meet today without paying for drinks? Wang Changling left Xin Qiji at Furong Inn, and went to Wu on a cold rainy night. Friends, if my friends in Luoyang invite me; Just say I'm still Bing Xin Okho, and stick to my faith! Parting with Lu Guimeng's husband is not without tears. Zhang Jian is ashamed of drinking as a wanderer. A poisonous snake stings, but a strong man relieves his wrist. Aim for fame, and you can't sigh when you leave. In Yishui, I gave gifts to Wang Luobin. Don't leave yan dan here, a strong man will take the crown. No one was there at that time, and the water is still cold today. 10, seeing Lin Zifang and Yang Wanli off in Jingci Temple. After all, in mid-June, the scenery of the West Lake is different from that at four o'clock. Lotus leaves will not turn green the next day, and lotus flowers are particularly bright red in the sun. 1 1 Say goodbye to your friend Li Bai at Jingmen Ferry. Soon you will be with people in the south. At the end of the mountain range and the beginning of the plain, the river winds through the wilderness. The moon rises like a mirror, and the sea clouds twinkle like palaces. The water brings you the feeling of home and makes your boat travel 300 miles. A gift to the king Bai was about to leave by boat when he suddenly heard a song on the shore. Peach Blossom Pond is deep in thousands of feet, so it is better for Wang Lun to give it to me. 13 Yellow Crane Tower Farewell Meng Haoran On the way to Yangzhou, Li Bai's old friend said goodbye to the Yellow Crane Tower, and fireworks went down to Yangzhou in March. Sailing alone in the blue sky, I can see the Yangtze River flowing in the sky. 14 Xie Ting bid farewell to Xu Hun's brother, and the red leaves and green mountains and rivers flowed. When dusk fell, I woke up, only to know that everyone had left. At this time, it began to rain again, and I was the only one who left the west wing. 15 send Li Shiyu to Anxi Gaoshi Hangzi to Huagai, and the golden whip refers to Tiecong. Wan Li fame, sorrow in a cup. Zhang Lubei, East of Taipei, Qin Cheng. Don't be disappointed when you are away from the soul. 16 send Du Shisi, Meng Haoran from the south of the Yangtze River, to the meeting water as his hometown, and it is slim to go to Chunjiang. Where do the sails anchor at sunset? As far as the horizon is concerned, it breaks people's intestines. 17 "Give the Twilight Rain" Did it rain all the way to Chuhe? Wei, the late bell came to us from Nanjing. The rain is heavy, the sky is not right, and the birds fly slowly. The Yangtze River flows into the distance of the Yangtze River, and the trees are full of rain. Farewell to my old friend, I love infinity, and tears fall down on the river. 18 Farewell Poems The nameless willow of Sui Dynasty hangs on the ground, and the flowers of Yang fly in the sky. The wicker broke and the flowers flew away. I wonder if pedestrians will come back. Bai Xuege bid farewell to Tian Shuji, Wu went home, and the north wind rolled white grass, and eight In the snow went to Tatar. Suddenly, like a night wind blowing, like a pear tree in blossom. Snowflakes fell into the curtains and wet them. The fur was not warm and the gold cup was too thin. The bow became stiff and almost impossible to pull out, and the metal of the armor condensed on people. The sand sea is deepened by unfathomable ice, and darkness covers its endless clouds. In the manager's account, this wine is a farewell party, and the Huqin Pipa flute ensemble adds luster to this entertainment. In the evening, in front of the headquarters gate, heavy snow fell, the red flag froze, and the wind could not drag. Luntai East Gate, welcome to the capital. Go, the mountain road is covered with snow. I haven't seen you in the winding mountain road, leaving only a row of horseshoe prints. Li Baifeng, a hotel in Nanjing, blew flowers all over the store. Wu Ji pressed the wine to persuade the guests to taste it. Comrades from the same city came to see me off, and one person drank all the cups. When I left, I said to him. Oh, ask this river flowing eastward, whether it can go further than the love of friends! ?