1. Poems about missing old friends (verses about missing old friends)
Poems about missing old friends (verses about missing old friends) 1. Poems about missing old friends
1. I looked at the door and thought about Zhang Jian, and waited for Du Gen for a moment. I am smiling towards the sky with my horizontal sword, leaving my liver and gallbladder intact.
2. It is not as dusty as the night platform, deserted and a place of sorrow.
3. In Ji Sou’s Huangquan, old spring should be brewed.
4. Only the mirror lake water in front of the door, the spring breeze does not change the old waves. ——He Zhizhang of the Tang Dynasty, "Two Poems on Return to Home"
5. If you want to hang the sword in front of the grave, you will listen to the piano on your lap again.
6. Whoever says nothing will be rewarded with three rays of spring. ——"The Wandering Son's Song" by Meng Jiao of the Tang Dynasty
7. No matter where you look at the same acupuncture point, it will be even harder to predict his fate.
8. I shed tears of missing my loved ones all night long, but they are gone again at dawn.
9. The child holds his clothes and asks, why is it too late to return? Who fights for time and wins the silk on the sideburns.
10. When you die, you will know that everything is in vain, but the sadness will not be the same as in all nine states. Wang Shibei set the Central Plains Day, and he never forgot to tell Naiwen during family sacrifices.
11. I am afraid of walking on the road near the south of the city, which is the saddest thing in Shen’s home.
12. If you break a branch, there will be no one in the world to send it to!
13. All things in the world have endured the sorrow of spring, and now they cry to the sky. Forty million people burst into tears. Where is the Chinese state in the world?
14. Three days before the Double Ninth Festival of Dingsi, I dreamed that the deceased woman was wearing plain clothes, holding her hands and choking with sobs, saying too many words that she could no longer remember.
15. In the past, we joked about the things behind us, but now they are all happening before our eyes.
16. Lying on an empty bed listening to the rain outside the south window, who stays up all night to mend clothes!
17. The dream has faded and the fragrance has faded for forty years, and the old willow in the garden has stopped blowing.
18. Crows roost on the white trees in the atrium, and the cold dew wets the sweet-scented osmanthus silently. Tonight, when the moon is bright and everyone looks around, I don’t know who is missing my autumn thoughts.
19. Afraid of hurting motherly love, I secretly flow to my pillow.
20. The spring waves under the sad bridge were green, and it was once the shadow of a startling grand.
21. I shed tears but silently. I only regretted my past kindness and relied on my paintings to reflect on my knowledge.
22. When I was young and old, I left home and returned home, but my local pronunciation has not changed and my hair on my temples has faded. ——He Zhizhang of the Tang Dynasty, "Returning to Home"
23. The steps are empty, the rain breaks in the cold, and the flowers are buried.
24. Holding hands and looking into tearful eyes, I was speechless and choked. Thoughts go by, thousands of miles of mist, the dusk is heavy and the sky is vast.
25. The geese fly south under the overcast moon, and the rumor ends here. My journey has not ended yet, when will I come back? The river is still and the tide is beginning to fall, and the forest is dim and miasmatic. In the Ming Dynasty, when you look at your hometown, you should see Longtou plum.
2. Poems in memory of old friends
Is It Enough? Song Dynasty Song Dynasty Su Shi When will the bright moon come? I ask the blue sky with my wine. I don’t know what year it is in the palace in the sky? I want to ride the wind back home, but I'm afraid of the beautiful buildings and jade buildings. It's too cold at high places. I dance to clear my shadow, how can I feel like I'm in the human world! Turning around the Zhu Pavilion, looking down at the door, the light shines on the sleepless people. There should be no hatred, why is it so long to be reunited when we say goodbye? People have joys and sorrows, and the moon waxes and wanes. This is something that is difficult to accomplish in ancient times. I hope that people will live forever, thousands of miles away from the beauty of Chanjuan. Words·Jiang Chengzi Song Dynasty·Su Shi Ten years of life and death are boundless. Without thinking, you will never forget it. Thousands of miles of lonely grave , nowhere to say desolate words. [1] Even if we meet each other, we should not know each other, our faces are covered with dust, and our temples are like frost. At night, I have a deep dream and suddenly return to my hometown. Outside the small xuan window, I am dressing up. Looking at each other without words, only a thousand lines of tears. It is expected that my heart will be broken every year. Here, on a bright moonlit night, there are short pine hills. The fertile water from the sky flows eastward for an endless period. At first, I missed the lovesickness of the different species. In the dream, I saw no better pictures, and in the secret I was suddenly startled by the cries of mountain birds. The spring is not yet green, and the hair is silky, and the long separation in the world will not make me sad. .Who taught me that every year the red lotus is in the night, the two places meditate and know each other. The dust-free water sill in the bamboo dock is clear and lovesickness passes across the city. The autumn clouds persist, the frost flies late, and the remaining lotuses are left listening to the sound of rain - Li Shangyin Luoyang relatives and friends are like each other Ask, a heart of ice in a jade pot knows each other no matter how far or near, and we are still neighbors thousands of miles away. A man's ambition is all over the world, and he is still a neighbor even though he is thousands of miles away. There are close friends in the sea, and we are neighbors even as far as the end of the world. Wang Anshi's "Boarding in Guazhou" Jingkou Guazhou is separated by water, and Zhongshan is only a few meters away Heavy mountains. The spring breeze turns green again to the south bank of the river. When will the bright moon shine on me again? "Quiet Night Thoughts" Li Bai There is bright moonlight in front of the window, I suspect it is frost on the ground. I look up at the bright moon, and I lower my head to think about my hometown. Relatives and friends in Luoyang are like asking each other, and a heart of ice is in a jade pot. They know each other no matter how far they are, and they are still neighbors even though they are thousands of miles away. . There are close friends in the sea, and they are like neighbors at the end of the world. I look up at the bright moon and lower my head to think about my hometown. The spring breeze is green again on the south bank of the river. When will the bright moon shine on me again? A white rabbit walking here and there looking after clothes is not as good as a new person. If there is no news from an old friend, he will go to the river to ask Duanhong.
3. What are some ancient poems about remembering old friends?
Not all dreams have time to realize farewell, and not all words have time to tell you that guilt and regret will always be deeply planted after parting. In my heart, although they say that everything in the world will eventually come to nothing, I did not intend to miss it, but I have always been doing it. I missed the flower-filled yesterday and missed it again today. I still have to repeat the same parting. The rest of my life will be a stranger. Thousands of miles in the dusk, I bow my head deeply to you. Please cherish it for me. Even though they say that all the choices in the world will eventually come to nothing. If I come to this world just to be with you once, just for that moment in billions of light years. All the sweetness and sadness in it, then let everything that should happen appear in an instant. I bow my head and thank all the planets for their help, allowing me to meet you and say goodbye to you. I complete a poem written by God, and then slowly grow old and say goodbye. I want to be a barrier, I don’t want to let tears stain my dearest face. So in this dark moment, I retreat quietly. Please forgive me, I don’t say goodbye, but I try to hide you in the deepest corner. The Zen feeling of distance that no one can touch in any age - one of them. When you leave in silence, everything you said or did not say has been forgotten. I will also put my crying in the pages of the book, just like the few flowers when we were young. Jasmine may fall from the accidentally opened title page at dusk many years later. There will be no fragrance and no sound. At that time, there may be a thin and thin rain falling outside the window. Zen Zen - 2. When everything will pass, I know that I I will slowly forget you. The burden on my heart will be lifted. Please, please forgive me. Life is meant to be constantly injured and constantly restored. The world is still an orchard that is gently waiting for me to mature. The sky is blue, the trees are green, and life is... It turns out that such a peaceful and beautiful ending can happen. When spring comes again, the forgotten wild lilies will still grow in the same valley. In the deep shade of the fern, there will still be the fragrance of the past. But no one, no one will remember us and us. The joys and sorrows we once had are getting farther and farther away, and finally only a few anonymous poems and a faint sunset are left.
4. Poems about missing relatives and old friends
I have missed my guest for a hundred times, and I have traveled thousands of miles alone. The river is dark and the rain is about to come, and the waves are white and the wind is beginning to rise. - Southern and Northern Dynasties·He Farewell to each other"
Seeing the moon in the palace makes me sad, hearing the broken bells in the rain at night. - "Song of Everlasting Sorrow" by Bai Juyi of the Tang Dynasty
Thousands of miles in the Qingcao Lake, one person walking in the yellow plum rain .I am worried about seeing the night mooring on the beach, the wind turning the dark waves and the sound of boats. - Tang Dynasty Bai Juyi's "Lang Tao Sha"
The wind has returned, the clouds have stopped, the rain has cleared, and the lakeside has become warm and bright. There are scattered red spots. Almonds are growing on the mountain, and apples are growing on the new green water. The white wild geese with low wings are still heavy in flight, and the tongue is astringent and the oriole language has not yet been spoken. I don’t say that spring in Jiangnan is not good. Year by year, illness weakens my mood. ——Bai Juyi of the Tang Dynasty, "Nanhu Spring Morning"
Red Banjiang Bridge and Green Wine Flag, Guanwa Palace is warm and the sun is setting. Unfortunately, the rain has stopped and the east wind has set, and thousands of trees are hanging down. - "Willow Branches" by Bai Juyi of the Tang Dynasty
The crickets crow again in the early morning, and the remaining lamps are extinguished and bright again. When you know the rain at night through the window, the sound of bananas comes first. - Bai Juyi of the Tang Dynasty, "Night Rain"
The Badong boat went to Brazil, and the waves were full of wind and rain. .The cold flowers of Polygonum are rustling red, and the wet leaves of Gracilaria are green and desolate. - "Bamboo Branch" by Bai Juyi of the Tang Dynasty
Staying in an empty room, the autumn night is long, the night is long and sleepless, and the sky is unknown. Geng Geng's broken lamp is on the back wall Shadows, rustling and dark rain hitting the window.——"The White-haired Man in Shangyang" by Bai Juyi of the Tang Dynasty