What poems does Li Bai have to express his love for his friends in the mountains and rivers?

The Yuege on Mount Emei, the early autumn in Taiyuan, and the Jingmen Ferry bid farewell to friends. After drunkenness, I accompanied my assistant uncle to visit Dongting, see Tianmen Mountain, go boating in Donglumen, gather in the pavilion at night, sit alone in Jingting Mountain, visit Mount Tai, find it difficult to travel the Shu Road, and accompany my ancestor Jinan Taishou Fanque Mountain Lake. These are all gifts from Wang Lun, Tang Li Bai and Li Bai who wrote about landscapes. Even if the Peach Blossom Pond is deep, it is not as deep as Wang Lun's sending away my love. Li Bai: Sail from Jingmen Ferry and bid farewell to a friend 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. I heard that Wang Changling moved from the left to Longbiao Kiln, and this just sent Li Bai and Huayang, fell into the sub-rules, and Wendaolong crossed the Five Creeks Pass. I entrust my sad thoughts to the moon, hoping to accompany you to the west of Yelang. On the way to bid Meng Haoran farewell to Yangzhou, the Yellow Crane Tower was sent by Li Bai's old friend, and fireworks went down to Yangzhou in March. Alone in the sky, I can only see my friend Li Bai, the blue line in the north of the city, and the white water in the east of the city meandering through the Yangtze River. 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. We waved goodbye, and at Dongshimen, Lujun County, my horse neighed repeatedly, sending Du 1 Li Bai drunk for a few days and boarded the pool platform. When will Shimen Road open again? Eyes rested on Surabaya, and the sea was bright. Flying over the eaves and walking on the wall, looking at each other from afar, the cup is in hand.