1. It is difficult to say goodbye when we meet. ——Li Shangyin of the Tang Dynasty, "Untitled"
Original text: It is difficult to say goodbye when we meet, the east wind is powerless and the flowers are withered. The spring silkworms will not run out of silk until they die, and the wax torch will not dry until it turns to ashes.
When you look into the mirror at dawn, you are worried about the clouds on your temples. When you sing at night, you should feel the cold moonlight. There is not much way to get to Pengshan, and the blue bird is diligent in visiting.
2. I shed tears all over Guanxi. ——Li Bai of the Tang Dynasty, "Farewell to the Expedition"
Original text: The jadeite is used as a ladder for the building, who sleeps alone leaning against the door and cries. Sitting under a cold lamp at night, even with the dawn moon, I shed tears all over Guanxi while walking.
3. The spring breeze knows no pain and does not send away the green willow branches. ——"Lao Lao Pavilion" by Li Bai of the Tang Dynasty
Original text: Where the world is sad, Lao Lao sees off guests at the pavilion. The spring breeze knows no pain and does not send willow green.
4. Shake hands and let out a long sigh, crying to make a living. ——Han Yuefu's "Farewell Poems"
Original text: We are married as husband and wife, and our love is unquestionable. Joy is in this evening, and grace is in good times. When the husband is pregnant with his journey, what will happen at night when he wakes up? All the ginseng and dust are gone. I will say goodbye now. We are on the battlefield, but we haven't seen each other for a long time. Shake hands and let out a long sigh, crying to make a living. Love Chunhua with all your strength, and don’t forget the happy moments. Life is a time to come back, death is a longing for love.
5. He said that the tears on the towel are blood in the intestines. Thinking of returning early, don’t say farewell for many years! ——Bai Juyi, Tang Dynasty, "Farewell Slips"
Original text: Momo is sick with eyesight, and the stars are worried about the snow on his temples. The muscles and bones are exhausted, but the shapes and shadows are still separated. Zizhou is two thousand miles away, Jianmen is in May and June. Is it when you are traveling far away? Fire clouds burn the stack. He said that the tears on the towel are the blood in the intestines. Thinking of returning early, don’t say farewell for many years!
6. When your heart breaks, don’t look back. ——Bai Juyi of the Tang Dynasty, "Farewell to Nanpu"
Original text: Farewell to Nanpu is desolate, the west wind curls up in autumn. I feel heartbroken when I see it, so go and don’t look back.
7. Pay attention when you want to speak, and swallow before speaking. ——"Ancient Farewell Song" by Meng Jiao of the Tang Dynasty
Original text: The ancient and modern roads of mountains and rivers are uninterrupted in length and breadth. When traveling between heaven and earth, everyone has to part ways. The clothes are not tied, and the intestines have been knotted. There is no need to look in the mirror and know that your hair is gray. If you want to say something, pay attention to it, and swallow it before speaking. Worry fills my heart, and I feel confused. The wilderness is smoky and the wind is miserable. We have to accompany you everywhere, and people are not as good as the moon.
8. Feelings and emotions go in opposite directions. If you want to speak, swallow first. ——"Ancient Grudge Farewell" by Meng Jiao of the Tang Dynasty
Original text: The rustling autumn breeze makes me worry about the farewell of others. Feelings and affections are directed towards each other, and the words you want to speak are swallowed first. There are thousands of heartaches, but sadness is hard to describe. After leaving, I only think about the bright moon at the end of the world.
9. Holding hands and looking into tearful eyes, I was speechless and choked. ——Liu Yong of the Song Dynasty, "Rain Lin Bell"
Original text: The chilling cicadas are mournful, it is late in the pavilion, and the showers have begun to stop. There is no trace of drinking in the capital tent, and the orchid boat urges you to stay in the place of nostalgia. Holding hands and looking into tearful eyes, they were speechless and choked. The thought goes away, thousands of miles of smoke waves, the dusk is heavy and the sky is vast.
Sentiment has hurt parting since ancient times, and it is even more embarrassing to leave out the Qingqiu Festival! Where will you wake up tonight? Willow bank, dawn wind and waning moon. After so many years, it should be a good time and good scenery. Even if there are thousands of customs, who can tell them.
10. The frosty wind blows the shadow on the temples while holding the hand. The meaning is wandering, and the other words are sad and unpleasant. ——"Butterflies Love Flowers" by Zhou Bangyan of the Song Dynasty
Original text: The bright moon scares the birds to rest uncertainly. The leakage will be more severe, and the windlass will lead to the golden well. Awakening clear eyes, tears on the pillow, red and cold. Holding my hand, frost and wind blowing my shadow on my temples. The meaning is wandering, and the other words are sad and unpleasant. Upstairs, there are horizontal railings and handles, and the people in the cold weather are far away from the chickens.
11. In life, it is most difficult to get together and easy to say goodbye. ——Kou Zhun of the Song Dynasty, "Yangguan Yin"
Original text: The smoke of plug grass is wide. The sound of the waves in the Wei River is swallowed. In the spring morning, the rain and light dust rest. Zhenganfa. It refers to the green willows, which are lightly climbed and broken. The movement is sad, knowing that there will be a great season later. Have a glass of wine and sing a song. Sighing in life, it is most difficult to get together and easy to say goodbye. Don't quit being drunk and listen to Yang Guanche. Thinking of my old friend, thousands of miles away, the moon shines brightly.
12. Every inch of soft intestine is filled with pink tears. Don’t lean against dangerous railings when building high. - Song Dynasty Ouyang Xiu's "Treading on the Shasha"
Original text: The plum blossoms in the waiting hall are withered, the willows on the stream bridges are thin, the grass is fragrant and the wind is warm and the bridle is swaying. The sorrow of separation gradually becomes infinite, and the distance continues like spring water.
Every inch of the soft intestine is full of pink tears. Don’t lean on the dangerous railings of a high building. Pingwu is full of spring mountains, and travelers are outside the spring mountains.
13. Time is always limited, so it’s easy to say goodbye and get lost. ——Song Dynasty Yan Shu's "Huanxisha"
Original text: Time is always limited, and it is easy to say goodbye and be ecstatic. Wine feasts and songs are indispensable.
The mountains and rivers in our eyes are far away, and the falling flowers and wind and rain hurt the spring even more. It is better to take pity on the person in front of you.
14. Only by breaking up can we separate lovers. It is often difficult to see each other after parting. This situation must be asked to God. ——Song Dynasty Yan Shu's "Broken Array"
Original text: The peaches on the sea are easy to ripen, and the moon is full and beautiful in the world. Only when we say goodbye, we separate lovers. It is often difficult to see each other after parting. This situation must be asked to God. The candle weeps at dawn, and the incense burner smokes all day long. A little desolate and desolate, he said that the Qin Zheng has some remaining strings. What a detailed biography.
15. It’s impossible to paint a picture of sadness. The other words are too clear. ——"Nanxiangzi" by Nalan Xingde of the Qing Dynasty
Original text: Tears swallowed but silently. I only regret my past ruthlessness, and rely on my paintings to reflect on my past. Yingying. It’s so sad that I can’t paint it. The other words are too clear. Wake up early from a dream in the middle of the night. Qing woke up from his dream early in the morning and woke up from his dream. Weeping all over the wind and rain at night.
16. It’s always time to say goodbye, so it’s clear language. ——"Shengchazi" by Nalan Xingde of the Qing Dynasty
Original text: What do you know about the melancholy colorful clouds flying, and the blue sky falling? There are no albizia flowers in sight, and the acacia tree is empty.
It’s always a different time, so that’s clear. They were sentenced to the longest night, and they were tired of the rain.