The sixth poem "Leaving Sorrow"

1. What are the poems about parting? 1. For Li Bai.

Tang Dynasty: Du Fu

Qiu Lai is very concerned about him, but he is not ashamed of Ge Hong for cinnabar.

Drinking crazy songs for nothing, who is arrogant?

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When we leave in autumn, we look at each other and float around like a flying canopy. I am really ashamed that Ge Hong, an alchemist in the Western Jin Dynasty, did not seek immortality. Drinking and singing happily every day is a waste of time. Who is a hero like you for?

2, butterfly lovers, read the end of the world, the pain of parting

Qing Dynasty: Wang Guowei

After reading all the bitterness of leaving this world, there are still so many scattered flowers that do not return. Flowers have nothing to say, and the green window is spring. (All Left: All Mu)

I will tell you under the acacia lamp that I have new love and old hatred for Qian Qian. Most importantly, the world can't stay, and Zhu Yan's words are reflected in the mirror.

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Travel all over the world and see all the human feelings. Unexpectedly, when I returned to my hometown, my old friend had fallen like a flower. Recalling the parting with her at that time, I was relatively speechless, leaving only sadness and parting thoughts. Now, only the green window remains, but it is not the scenery at that time.

I want to tell acacia in detail under this firefly lamp. The new man is like jade, but to whom is the old man helpless? If I had known that all the good things in this world were not long-lasting, it would have been difficult to last. If the mirror is empty, where can I shine? Just like falling flowers, only empty branches make me lonely.

3, partridge snow mountain city jade refers to the cold

Song Dynasty: Liu Zhu

Snow shines on the mountain city, jade refers to the cold, and Qiang is in charge of the building. There are several plum blossoms in the south of the Yangtze River, and there are plenty of fragrant grass in the sea.

The stars are dotted and the moon is round. Go back to the river and get into the cups and plates. There are 3,000 romantic poems by Hanlin, and I sent them to Wu Ji with tears in my eyes.

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The snow covering the earth reflects the mountain city. In the ice and snow, the flute player upstairs feels cold, doesn't he? The sound of the Qiang flute you played is full of parting sadness, floating in the air. Plum blossoms in Jiangnan bloom and fall, and fall and bloom. How many times have they bloomed? I wander at the end of the world, and my temple is so gloomy.

Facing the shining stars and the bright full moon in the sky, I drank endlessly alone. Drinking, drinking, as if the milky way in the sky had flowed back into my cup. I, a bachelor of Hanlin, wrote 3,000 poems for my lovesickness, and I want to give them to your lover in the south, so that you can read them slowly and carefully with tears in your eyes!

4, Tasha trip, waiting for the museum to be banned.

Song Dynasty: Ouyang Xiu

When the museum is destroyed, the bridge is thin. The grass is warm and swaying. Sadness is getting farther and farther away, and the distance is like spring water.

Inch by inch, my heart ached, and my eyes were full of tears. The height of the building is not near the dangerous fence. Pingwu is full of spring mountains, and pedestrians are even outside.

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The plum blossoms in front of the guest house have withered, the new willows beside the stream bridge are hanging lightly, the spring breeze is stepping on the grass, and people are jumping and whipping. Going further and further, it is endless, just like an endless spring.

Every inch of my heart hurts, and I walk with tears. Don't climb the stairs, lean against the railing. At the end of the flat grassland is a heavy spring mountain, and pedestrians are still outside the mountain.

5, picking mulberry seeds, hating the king is not like the bottom of the river.

Song Dynasty: Lv Benzhong

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.

Damn you, you are like the moon hanging high above the river, just perfect and gone, and I don't know when it will wait until the moon is round again.

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I hate that you are not like the bright moon hanging on the riverside building. No matter how people wander, the bright moon is always with people.

Hating you is like the bright moon hanging on the riverside building. It just disappeared, and I don't know when it will be full again.

2. Parting Poems 1 However, as long as China keeps our friendship, heaven will remain our neighbor. Tang Wang Bo's Farewell to the Governor of Shu

If you keep cutting, the reason is still chaotic. It's sadness, especially the general taste in your heart. Meet Tang Huan Li Yu.

I have sorrow in my heart, the moon is in the sky, and I will go to Yelangxi with the wind. "I heard that Wang Changling moved to the left and Long Biao was sent here." Tang Libai

But I looked home, and the twilight was getting thicker? The river is shrouded in mist, which brings people deep melancholy. The Yellow Crane Tower, Hao

Peach Blossom Pond is deeper in thousands of feet than in Wang Lun. "To Wang Lun" Don Li Bai

Lonely sails are far away from the blue sky, and only the Yangtze River flows in the sky. "Yellow Crane Tower Send Meng Haoran to Yangzhou" Tang Libai

Mochow has no confidant in front of her, and no one in the world knows you. "Don't move big" is of high quality.

The water brings you the feeling of home and makes your boat travel 300 miles. "Jingmen Ferry Farewell to Friends" Don Li Bai

9. How much sadness can you have? It's just a spring water flowing eastward.

10 Candles are considerate to say goodbye and cry for others until dawn. Farewell to Du Mu

165438+ Yue Ming people leaning against the building. Bai Juyi's Sauvignon Blanc

12 waved and looked grateful, but choked up. Liu Kun's "Fu Feng Ge"

13 The wind is rustling. I miss my son and worry about Shan Gui of Qu Yuan.

14 The waning moon has Zhang Mingliang's face, so don't cry at dawn. Talk a lot, still have feelings. Looking back, I still say: I remember the blue silk clothes and pity the grass everywhere! Niu Xiji's "Health Mistakes"

15 Su Shi's "Jiangchengzi" is expected to be heartbroken every year, on a moonlit night.

16 in detail, it seems that it is not Huayang, but a little tear. Su Shi's poems, a poet who rhymes with water.

She mended it carefully and thoroughly, fearing that it would delay his time to go home. Meng Jiao's ode to a wanderer

18 solitary sail overlooks a blue sky, and only the Yangtze River flows in the sky. Li Bai's The Yellow Crane Tower bid farewell to Meng Haoran on the way to Yangzhou.

3. That ancient poem about parting 1, now, when I come near my village and meet people, I dare not ask a question. (Tang Song Wen Zhi. Crossing the Han River)

Humayi is in the north wind and birds are flying in the south. (Han. Nineteen ancient poems. "Travel again")

3. Elegy can be a cry or a distant angelica. (Second Han Yuefu. Elegy)

4. I have been there, Liu Yiyi. The road is muddy and difficult to walk, and people are thirsty and hungry. ("The Book of Songs Xiaoya Cai Wei")

5, but the inch of long grass is a little sentimental, and it is reported to be three chunhui! (Tang Mengjiao. Wandering sons)

6. When you passed my window, did the plum blossom have its first cold flower? . (Tang Wangwei. Three miscellaneous poems)

7. Where is your hometown? Forget it unless you're drunk. (Song. Li Qingzhao "Bodhisattva, the wind is soft, and it is still early spring")

8. A person who is a stranger in a foreign land misses his relatives on holidays. (Tang Wangwei. Vacation in the mountains reminds me of my brothers in Shandong)

Tonight, the moon is full of hope. I wonder who will fall in Qiu Si? (Tang Wangjian. "15 nights full moon send Du Langzhong")

10, everyone gradually feels strange in the local accent, but they hate the warbler sound like Laoshan. (Tang Sikong Tu. Five books)

4. What poems describe the sadness of parting?

Lotus root is fragrant, and jade is lingering in autumn. Gently untie Luo Shang and go to Lan alone. Who sent the brocade book? The word goose returns, and the moon is full of the west building.

Flowers from Shui Piao to water, one kind of lovesickness, two places of leisure. There is no way to eliminate this situation, only frown and mind.

Zui Hua Yin Li Qingzhao

Fog filled the clouds, and the days were spent in sorrow. Kapoor was among the birds in the incense burner. The festival is also a double ninth festival, and the jade pillow gauze kitchen is half cold at night.

Dongli drinks until dusk, and faint chrysanthemum fragrance overflows his sleeves. Don't say clear autumn is not a person, the west wind rolls the flag and beads curtain, and the person in the curtain is thinner than that Huang Ju.

Yellow Crane Tower in Cui Hao

The fairy of the past has flown away by the yellow crane, leaving only an empty Yellow Crane Tower. The yellow crane never revisited earth, there have been no long white clouds for thousands of years. Every tree in Hanyang has become clear due to sunlight, and Nautilus Island is covered with sweet grass. But I looked at my hometown, and the twilight was getting thicker, and the mist of sadness was filled on the river waves.

Jiangchengzi Su Dongpo

Ten years of life and death are two boundless. Never think, never forget. A lonely grave thousands of miles away, desolate and nowhere to talk about. Even if we don't know each other, our faces are dusty and our temples are frosty.

When night came, my dream suddenly came home. Xiao Xuan window, get dressed. Care for each other without words, only a thousand lines of tears are expected to break every year at the heartbroken place, and the moonlight night is short.

5. Poems about Sorrow What are the poems about Sorrow? Since ancient times, it has been even worse to leave. I left my heart and the bright moon in the cold autumn festival, and I followed you until Yelangxi.

A few bagpipes leave the pavilion in the white night, you float to Xiaoxiang, I float to, a kind of acacia, two places of leisure. It's sad to cut constantly, and the reason is still chaotic, especially the taste of du in my heart.

Today is like a dream, and the sunset only sees water flowing eastward. After the easy autumn, cuckoo clock, I heard you pass five streams.

Jiang Touyang, worried about crossing the river to kill people. Parting lí chóu: It comes from Li Yu's "Meeting for Happiness", which is the sadness of parting.

Later, people used Tao to describe the sadness and sadness of parting. For example, the countdown to the senior high school entrance examination is decreasing day by day, students' message sets are increasing word by word, and the classroom is filled with more and more parting flavor.

Emotional parting has existed since ancient times, and it is more comparable. It is also a cold autumn festival. This sentence comes from Liu Yong's Yulin Ling in Song Dynasty, and it is a farewell work for lovers. Leaving the person he loves makes him particularly uncomfortable.

My heart is full of sorrow, and the moon is full of sorrow. I will always follow you until Yelangxi. Li Bai's poem "I heard that Wang Changling moved to Longbiao Kiln to the left" was written by Li Bai for his friend Wang Changling's demotion, and expressed his grief and anger with the right to express comfort.

6. The poem of parting with sorrow is gone, thousands of miles away, and the dusk is heavy.

Since ancient times, sentimental parting, snubbing the clear autumn festival, is even worse.

Who knows where I am when I am awake tonight? Yang Liuan, the wind is going to stop.

It should be a good time to exist in name only. Who should I talk to about such strange customs?

Wash and dress, lean on Wangjianglou alone, and cross Qian Fan. The slanting light is full of water, and the heartbroken frequency is white (not at this frequency, I can't type correctly, I should add a grass flower head).

It is sad, especially the general taste in my heart.

You can't see you, leaving only hoofprint behind him.

I'm afraid the boat won't move. I'm worried.

I entrust my sad thoughts to the moon, hoping to accompany you to the west of Yelang.

But I looked at my hometown, and the twilight was getting thicker, and the mist of sadness was filled on the river waves.

When the sun sets, heartbroken people are at the end of the world.

A glass of turbid wine is Wan Li's home, but Ran Yan hasn't come home yet.

When * * * was cutting candles at the west window, it was raining late in the autumn pool.

Where is the home of Yunheng Qinling? The heavy snow hindered the horse's progress.

I advise you to drink one more glass of wine. It doesn't make sense to go out in the west.

One lovesickness, two leisure worries.

A gentleman is poor, who wants to meet today without paying for drinks?

I can finally send my messenger, the wild goose, back to Luoyang.

How much leisure do you have? A puff of smoke, plum yellow rain.

I can't eliminate this situation, but I frown, but I care.

Because they remembered Ling Du's dream, the geese returned home full of food.

7. Acacia's poem of parting from sorrow is surrounded by a wall in the third district of Qin, and the five rivers are merged into one river 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? The child is holding a towel.

Peach and plum trees are in bloom. In the spring wind, after the autumn rain, the leaves fall to the ground.

Spring flowers smell azaleas, autumn months see geese.

Affectionate separation from ancient times, more comparable, snubbing the clear autumn festival.

How many Penglai memories, looking back in vain, are fading.

The wind and water are rustling, and the strong men are gone forever.

You can't see you, leaving only hoofprint behind him.

Tall buildings look forward to dusk, and the plane leaves are raining.

Nobody cares about Hengyang goose.

Flowers from Shui Piao to water, one kind of lovesickness, two places of leisure.

Lonely phoenix tree deep courtyard locks clear autumn.

It is sad, especially the general taste in my heart.

The river is wide and the clouds are low, and the broken geese are called the west wind.

Today is like a dream, and the sunset only sees water flowing eastward.

I didn't feel the dream of spring grass in the pond, and the phoenix tree rang in autumn in front of the steps.

My heart is full of sorrow, and the moon is full of sorrow. I will always follow you until Yelangxi. The breeze blows gently, the flute whimpers and dyes the pavilion at dusk. You are going to Xiaoxiang, and I am going to the west Qinling.

Wutong was half dead. After first frost, Bai Yuanyang lost her partner.

Wu Tong was in a hurry last night.

The sun is setting, and the flowers are bright.

The word goose returns, and the moon is full of the west building.

After the easy autumn, cuckoo clock, I heard you pass five streams. Jiang Touyang, worried about crossing the river to kill people.

Move the boat and swallow the bamboo, and the sunset will be new.

Middle-aged people listen to the rain in the boat, the river is rich and the people are low, and the broken geese are called the west wind.

8. Who knows there is a poem about parting? The seven-year-old girl said goodbye to her brother. She has been away from the pavilion since the cloud appeared.

Unlike geese, people don't fly in a row. This poem expresses the attachment of the little author when he bid farewell to his brother.

Brother is on the road, the sky is gray at the beginning of autumn clouds; Around the road pavilion, leaves fall in succession and the atmosphere is bleak. Sadly, people can't fly far away together like geese, but at this time, our brother and sister can't go far together.

The atmosphere of scenery writing in the poem corresponds to the mood of parting. Brother and sister can't bear to be separated, which is natural and sincere in the contrast between Dayan and Qi Fei. Li Bai bid farewell to his friends, with blue mountains in the north and white water in the east.

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. Qingshan lies across the outer city north, and still white water flows around the east.

When we leave here, it is like a loose grass fluttering in the wind, and Wan Li travels far. You are like a cloud in the sky, and I am reluctant to part with you like a sunset.

We waved goodbye at once, and the horse didn't want to part, so he couldn't help whistling. This poem is like an oil painting. The beauty of human feelings and the beauty of nature are intertwined and lifelike.

The poem is open-minded, optimistic and affectionate. Don't be tall and comfortable in Wan Li. In Huang Yun, the sun is shining, and the north wind blows the goose feather and snow one after another.

Mochow has no confidant in the road ahead, and everyone in the world doesn't know you! Thousands of miles away from the north, the clouds all over the sky make the sky look dim. The north wind roared, and the geese flew south in the scattered snowflakes. Don't worry about having no intimate friends ahead. Who doesn't know you in the world? The northern scenery written in the first two sentences set off the poet's frustration when he bid farewell to Neusoft University, while the last two sentences comforted and encouraged his friends and were impassioned, which were touching farewell poems from the heart.

Xiao said goodbye to the king and yan dan here, and a strong man made a crown. No one was there at that time, and the water is still cold today.

At that time, Jing Ke bid farewell to Yan Taizi Dan and went to the State of Qin to assassinate the King of Qin. When he left, the strong man was impassioned and furious. Today, the ancient brave people are long gone, but the water here is still as cold as it was then.

This poem is different from ordinary farewell poems. The poet's yearning for the ancient brave seems to inspire his friends to learn from Jing Ke and do something. Seeing Du Mu off is affectionate but always heartless, but I feel that I can't laugh before I die.

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. When we are apart, we obviously have feelings. We always find it difficult to express our inner feelings, and we feel as if we are heartless.

Don't try to smile at the party, but you can't. The candles at the party seemed to understand our parting and shed tears for us until dawn.

The poet expressed his affection and sincerity when he left his friends. On the way to see Meng Haoran off to Yangzhou, an old friend of Li Bai left the Yellow Crane Tower for the west. Fireworks are set off in Yangzhou in March, and the sky is blue. Only the Yangtze River flows in the sky. Li Bai sincerely admires Meng Haoran.

The first is to admire his character. This can be proved by a letter to Meng Haoran: master, I cheer you from the heart, your reputation has risen to the sky, and you gave up the importance of hats and chariots in your rosy youth, and you chose pine trees and clouds; And now, white-haired, drunken sage, bewitched by flowers, you turn a deaf ear to the emperor, mountain, how I long to reach you, and some people admire Meng Haoran's poetic art.

Meng Zuo's Wandering, Thinking and Returning to the Back of Wang Baiyun: When I came home from the valley, I was already looking back at the mountain road, but I saw the cattle and sheep and the woodcutter lost in the darkness, the grass was cold and the door was still open. I am waiting for my husband to write about himself and see the mountain road. What I saw and heard floated in front of my eyes and ears, and waves of various emotions surged in my heart just to convey my concern for that outdated friend. That stupid watch looks like it at present.

Li Bai's two sentences, "A solitary sail crosses the blue sky to the end, and only the Yangtze River flows in the sky", are excellent report performances using this technique flexibly. As for the first two sentences, "Yellow Crane Tower" in the western language and "Yangzhou" in the eastern language all use "anthomaniac, you turn a deaf ear to the emperor" smartly. As the object, Meng Haoran's spirit is vividly on the paper, and the affection of "worshipping pure fragrance" is also vividly on the paper.

This poem is very different from Xi on the Twenty Shores of Yuan Dynasty: it has no generality and can only be given to Meng Haoran. A brief but happy encounter with my brother-in-law "All shall be well, jack shall have Jill" Yi Lee grew up and met again after ten years of torn and tired years. The first time I heard your name, I thought you were a stranger, and then I heard your name. I remember everything that happened on your young face and the tide. We have told you and told you until tomorrow evening when you travel to Yueyang and leave for autumn. One peak after another between us. The original situation is this: Li Yi and his cousin met on the trip, and they only know each other's names. This is a great surprise.

But if you write in this order, the surge of poetry will be covered by mediocre narrative. The poet put before him "Let's meet again when we grow up after these ten torn and boring years", which shows how deeply he was touched and can also arouse readers' sympathy for the sufferings of life.

The sentence "ask surname" is very subtle: I was "surprised" at first sight, but I already had a guess in my mind, so I went to "ask" the other person's name-if we regard this couplet as an intertextuality, the scene of "asking Taiwan Province for help" at that time would be like this. And when the other person says his name, he can't help looking at his cousin and bringing back a string of memories.

Later, we talked for a long time and had a strong family relationship. Time flies, and there will be less and less. Readers will fill them with their own life experiences, surprise them and sigh them. However, before the joy was fully publicized, the poet's heart was already tortured by the next day's departure.

He thought he would be alone on Baling Road in the future. After walking through mountain after mountain, he was very depressed. I bid farewell to Shu Bo across the wall of Sanqin, looking at Wujin in the distance, saying goodbye to each other, two officials who have been working day and night. However, China has our friendship, and Heaven has our neighbors. Why do you want to wander at the fork in the road? The literati class in the Tang Dynasty actually realized the highest value of life by being able to "be a teacher for the monarch".

Therefore, even if they are officials, they will be Beijing officials, and they will feel lost outside. Both the giver and the receiver in this poem have this "love complex for Beijing", so they are reluctant to go to Chang 'an and are sent to other places. Looking at the direction they are going to work, they feel particularly ethereal.

The giver comforted the giver, especially pointing out that "we two officials are on the right track" and waiting for our own fate. Since we share the same fate, we can share any sorrow.

However, after all, the scholars in the early Tang Dynasty had an optimistic background, so they could quickly shake off their sad mood and shout out the grandiose words of "However, China holds our friendship, and heaven is still our neighbor". We seem to see him wave his hand firmly and cut off all the troubles in front of us.

This poem is the most standard. One or two sentences left the farewell place, three or four sentences conveyed the sadness of parting, and five or six sentences changed from sadness to optimism.

9. Poetry 1 About homesickness and sadness, now, close to my village and meeting people, I dare not ask a question. (Tang Song Wen Zhi. Crossing the Han River)