What poems are there about sending graduates?

Farewell to a friend (Don Li Bai) North of the Great Wall is a blue mountain range, and east of it is a white waterline. 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. Waving from here, my horse screams again and again.

Oh, ask this river flowing eastward, whether it can go further than the love of friends! . -Li Bai left in a hotel in Nanjing.

A gentleman is poor, who wants to meet today without paying for drinks? -Gao Shi's "Two Poems of Biedong University"

I went out with a big smile. How can I be a person who has lived in the wild for a long time? -Li Bai's "Nanling children don't go to Beijing"

Spring grass will grow green next year, my friend, will you come back? -Wang Wei's Farewell/Farewell in the Mountains/Farewell to Friends.

I hate that you are not like the moon on the river. No matter people wander north and south, the moon is not separated from people. -Lv Benzhong's "Picking Mulberry Seeds, Hating Jun is not like a River"

No one would believe that there would be a sad life in the world if it were not for the bitterness of grief at this moment. -Xin Qiji's "Partridge Day, Xixi Western jackdaw Sorrow"

Heaven and short karma are often easy to gather and disperse. -Yan's "Health Mistakes, Wild Flowers and Instant Incense"

The opportunity to meet each other is so rare, but it is a pity that it should not be so easy to separate. Last year's pear blossoms were as white as snow, and more spring will be built. -Wei Zhuang's "Ying Tianchang, Don't Come to Le Shu for Half a Year"

Love, no matter how long you leave. Love always comes when we meet. -Yan's Xiang Yu

So I'm leaving you. I don't know how long it will take. But let me, on my green slope, raise a white deer. When I need you, ride to you, great mountain. -Li Bai's "Dream of Mount Tianmu/Biedong Road Zhu Gong"

Naturally, there is nothing to say. Parting is the first thing in the world. -Wang Guowei's butterfly lovers, the frost on the ground is as thick as snow.

Aim for fame, and you can't sigh when you leave. -Lu Guimeng's "Separation"

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. -Du Mu's farewell

Apes crow at the end of the river, and people hurt themselves. -Liu Changqing's "Farewell to Pei Langzhong Jizhou"