Farewell Xin Jian at the Lotus Pavilion
Wang Changling
Misty rain enveloped Wu's day overnight; Send you in the morning, lonely and sad in Chushan!
Friends, if my friends in Luoyang invite me; Just say I'm still Bing Xin Okho, and stick to my faith!
Nanpubie
Bai Juyi
In the bleak drudgery of Nanpu, the autumn wind is bleak.
Turn back immediately, my heart is broken, so I can leave and don't look back.
When sending Yuan Er to Anxi
Wang Wei
The rain in the early morning moistened the dust of the land, the inn of the inn, the branches and leaves of the inn, and a new leaf
I advise you to have a glass of wine. There is no reason not to go out.
2. Poem about Tomb-Sweeping Day: wyping0909.
(Tang) It rained a lot during the Qingming Festival in Du Mu, and pedestrians on the road wanted to break their souls. Ask local people where to buy wine? The shepherd boy just laughed and didn't answer Xingshan Village. A poem about Tomb-Sweeping Day and a poem about the custom of cold food in Tomb-Sweeping Day "Cold Food" (Tang Dynasty) Hanyi Spring City is full of flowers, and cold food is the east wind and willow branches. As night fell, the palace was busy lighting candles, and smoke drifted to the house of the prince and the marquis. On the Qingming night, Bai Juyi in the Tang Dynasty was surging, and on the Qingming night, the red porch with blue bricks stabbed historians. Walking alone in a roundabout song, I can't hear the sound of flowers. In the Tang Dynasty, Dai Shulun's bells and drums rang away from the sun, and rickshaws urged evening dresses. The kitchen has become a new fire, and the willows are dark and frosted. Look at China through the mirror and talk about your hometown with a cup. Every time I feel my child's tears, I will touch my clothes today. Looking at the city after Qingming Festival —— After Qingming Festival in Liu Changqing, Tang Dynasty, Yunshan was in sight. Flowers bloom like the old days, and new smoke comes from thousands of wells. There is no clearing in the grass, and the river flows to the sky. Where is Chang 'an? Point to the sunset. Jiang Huaiyou, Luo Tang and Tian Su, traveled in the Qingming period, so I have to prepare for the handover. For two years, I have been isolated from the grave and have a sad face all day. Seagulls seem to be able to keep up with physics, while apricot flowers are suspicious and accompanied by people's worries. Widows and young children should eat cold food and look at Jiangling with tears. Cold food-Tang Mengyun Qing Jiangnan in February is full of flowers, and cold food in other places is far from sad. Poor people often don't have fireworks, not only in the Ming Dynasty. Qingming is one thing-in Tang Meng's "Qi of Awesome", Qingming is emphasized, and people's hearts are full of worries. The carriage creaked on the road, and the outskirts of Liucheng were lush. Flowers bloom, grass grows and birds fly in pairs. Sitting in the empty lobby, reminiscing about the past, drinking tea instead of drinking. Qingming-Qingming in the late spring of the Tang Dynasty, Sun looked at the mountains in the north. Adjust the fire to open a new flame, and the tung flowers are old branches.
3. Poem about Tomb-Sweeping Day 1, Qingming [Song] Huang Tingjian
Every holiday season, I miss my parents, and the peaches and plums smile, and the Noda wilderness is only sad. Thunder stung dragons and snakes, and the original vegetation in the suburbs was soft after the rain.
It's unfair for people to sacrifice my arrogant concubine and wife, but it's unfair to burn them. A clever fool has known who it is for thousands of years, and his eyes are full of chrysanthemum.
2. Qingming [Song] Gao Zhu
There are many tomb fields in the north and south hills, and the Qingming sweeps each other. Paper ashes fly into white butterflies, and tears are dyed into red azaleas.
When the sun goes down, the fox sleeps in front of the grave, and the children smile at the lights when the night returns. As long as you are alive, enjoy your wine and indulge yourself. In the grave after your death, you can't taste a drop.
3, Qingming [Tang] Du Mu
Mourning day, drizzle like tears; Pedestrians on the road want to die. Excuse me, where is the restaurant? The shepherd boy pointed to Xinghua Village.
4, suburban things [Song] Cheng Hao
When Fiona Fang's green fields roam freely, spring comes around Yaoshanbi. Chasing the red petals of the wind in the breeze and passing through the swaying alleys; When he feels sleepy, he sits on a mossy stone and rests by the stream.
Sue shouldn't refuse this cup of wine, and don't let the most sincere heart drink it. I'm afraid the wind will blow flowers and pieces will fly everywhere. Besides, it's Tomb-Sweeping Day today, and it's met with fine weather. It's very suitable for sightseeing, but you can't leave.
5, Qingming Riverside Map [Tang] Bai Juyi
At night in Tomb-Sweeping Day, the breeze is blowing gently and the moonlight is hazy. The railing made of jasper and the wall made of red bricks are the residence of the governor. Walking alone in a roundabout song, I can't hear the sound of flowers.
4. Tomb-Sweeping Day's poems are so thick that he doesn't talk when he sleeps, and he is stunned and dreaming. -Feng Yansi's "Magpie Stepping on Qingming"
Pear blossom and elm fire urge cold food. -Zhou Bangyan's "Heroes Lan Ling Liu"
When the sun goes down, the fox sleeps in front of the grave, and the children smile at the lights when the night returns. -Gao Zhu "Qingming Day Wine"
Think of wine and flowers as brothers. Ling Du is a cold herbivore. -Wei, "Cold Food for Brothers"
Who will accompany you on the levee? Stepping on spring mud is half a flower. -Gong Dou's "Xiangyang Cold Food Send Yu Wenji"
A shining bluebird called me to the residence of the Korean pine elf. -Meng Haoran's Banquet at Mei Daochang's House
In the old garden, wicker is new day and night. -Song Wenzhi, "Cold Food on the Way: Huangmei Linjiang Post to Cui Rong"
Try going to the Wumen Gate to see the county Guo, there is new smoke in Qingming. -Zhang Ji "Lumen is a thing"
I was lying in bed in the Woods, sad that spring was coming to an end, and I lifted a curtain on the flower path. -Meng Haoran's Banquet at Mei Daochang's House
Poor people often don't have fireworks, not only in the Ming Dynasty. -Meng Yunqing's Cold Food
5. You should have five poems about Tomb-Sweeping Day, 1, "Yu Gezi" by Liu Rumei.
(Tang) Wei Chengban
Willow looks like eyebrows, clouds look like hair, and fog smells like snow. The dream startled, the clock missed, and Xiaoying was outside the window.
A few times of intimacy, no words, falling flowers fly clear. Young lang, it's easy to say goodbye. Once you go, the book will be broken.
2. Xiangyang cold food sends Yuwen books.
Gong Dou (Tang Dynasty)
Smoke and water are sold at the beginning, and the east wind blows willow.
Who will accompany you on the levee? Stepping on spring mud is half a flower.
3. Qingming
(Tang) Sun
In the late spring of Qingming, I look at the northern hills.
Flirting opens a new flame with a fire, and tung flowers make old branches.
Shen Ming was ashamed of the past and kept the banquet secret from his friends.
Not as good as a bird in the forest, moving Joe and feathers.
In memory of my brother in Tomb-Sweeping Day.
(Tang) Wei
Cold food prescription is sick, and it is awkward to open the chest.
Finally, I miss the county seat, and fireworks filled Qingchuan.
Apricot porridge is still delicious, and elm soup has been slightly fried.
I only hate knowing that I am a good girl and kissed Yan, so this glorious year has passed.
5. Chang 'an Qingming
(Tang) Wei Zhuang
Fleas are rainy days that hurt spring dreams, but the grass is more sandy.
At the beginning, the official gave me a clear fire, and I was given a free share of the money.
The purple stranger is screaming and screaming, and the green poplar is drawing a swing.
Tourists think of the peace incident and feel glad that the scenery is as good as before.
6. Original publisher of Tomb-Sweeping Day's ancient poems and sentences: multiply and live.
Chapter 1: Tomb-Sweeping Day's famous ancient poems 1. Poetry: 1, Qingming Festival (Tang) During Qingming Festival, it rained in succession, and pedestrians on the road wanted to die. Ask local people where to buy wine? The shepherd boy just laughed and didn't answer Xingshan Village. The most famous poem about the custom of cold food in Tomb-Sweeping Day is: 2. Cold food (Tang Dynasty). There are flowers everywhere in Han Jiaochun City, and the east wind and willows are oblique. As night fell, the palace was busy lighting candles, and smoke drifted to the house of the prince and the marquis. One of the poems describing Tomb-Sweeping Day: 3. On the Qingming night, Bai Juyi in the Tang Dynasty was surging, and on the Qingming night, the blue brick red porch was secretariat. Walking alone in a roundabout song, I can't hear the sound of flowers. On the Qingming Day, Deng Rui's second son was sent back to his hometown, and Tang Dai Shulun's bell and drum walked for a day, urging the driver to wear evening clothes. The kitchen has become a new fire, and the willows are dark and frosted. Look at China through the mirror and talk about your hometown with a cup. Every time I feel my child's tears, I will touch my clothes today. 5. After the Qingming Festival, climb the city and look out-after the Qingming Festival by Liu Changqing in the Tang Dynasty, in front of Yunshan. Flowers bloom like the old days, and new smoke comes from thousands of wells. There is no clearing in the grass, and the river flows to the sky. Where is Chang 'an? Point to the sunset. 6, Qingming Japanese song Jiang Huaiyou-Tang Luo Yinjun and Tian Su are old tourists, I am ready to pay. For two years, I have been isolated from the grave and have a sad face all day. Seagulls seem to be able to keep up with physics, while apricot flowers are suspicious and accompanied by people's worries. Widows and young children should eat cold food and look at Jiangling with tears. The second poem about Tomb-Sweeping Day 7. Cold food-Tang Meng Yunqing Jiangnan in February is full of flowers, and cold food in other places is far from sad. Poor people often don't have fireworks, not only in the Ming Dynasty. 8. Qingming is a matter-Emperor Tang Meng Haoran emphasized Qingming and the people were worried. The carriage creaked on the road, and the outskirts of Liucheng were lush. Flowers bloom, grass grows and birds fly in pairs. Sitting in the empty lobby, reminiscing about the past, drinking tea instead of drinking. 9, Qingming-Tang Sun Yinchang Qingming in the spring, looking at Beishan. Flirting opens a new flame with a fire, and tung flowers make old branches. Shen Ming was ashamed of the past and kept the banquet secret from his friends. Not as good as a bird in the forest, moving Joe and feathers. 10. On that day in Tomb-Sweeping Day, I remembered my brother, Tang Wei Wu Ying's cold food recipe, which was disgusting and relaxed. Final order
7. Poems describing farewell 1. We said goodbye sadly, and our two officials went in opposite directions.
After all, the world is just a small place. (Farewell the viceroy to his post in Shu) II. Oh, my friend's prince, you left again, and I heard them sigh behind you.
(Li Bai: "Send a friend" 3. The grass turns green again in spring, but what about you, my friend Prince? ? (Bai Juyi: Farewell to Ancient Grass) 4. Weicheng is rainy and dusty, and the guest house is green and willow. Sincerely advise friends to drink a glass of wine, and it is difficult to meet their loved ones when they go out to Yang Guan in the west.
(Wang Wei: "Send Yuan Twenty Shi An Xi") 5. Cold rain at night Wu, Fujian in Chushan. (Wang Changling: Farewell to Xin Jian at Furong Inn) 6. Mochow has no confidant in the road ahead, and everyone knows a gentleman.
(Gao Shi: "Not Big") 7. Thousands of feet in Taohuatan is not as good as Wang Lun's. (Li Bai: To Wang Lun) 8. Lonely sails are far away from the blue sky, and only the Yangtze River flows in the sky.
(Li Bai: Farewell to Meng Haoran on the way to Yangzhou) 9. We watched him go east through the wheel tower door, leaving only hoofprint behind him. (Cen Can: Farewell to Tian Shuji Wu's Home in a Song of Snow) 10. Outside Changting, beside the ancient road, the grass is blue.
The evening breeze blows the flute, and the sunset is beyond the mountain. Horizon, a corner of the sea, intimate friends are half scattered.
A ladle of turbid wine makes me happy. Say goodbye to Meng Han tonight. (Li Shutong: "Farewell") I advise you to have a drink and go out for no reason. Interviewee: Qingfeng is tired of drifting-Level 4 1 1-30 20:09 Farewell to Tang. I dismounted to propose a toast to you. I asked you where you were going and why.
You said you would go back to Zhongnanshan because you were not proud of your life. Just left, I want to ask again, look at the white clouds floating.
Chengwei Qutang Wangwei, also known as "Send Yuan and Twenty Shores Xi", is drizzling and dusty in Chengwei, and the guest house is green and willow-colored. Sincerely advise friends to drink a glass of wine, and it is difficult to meet their loved ones when they go out to Yang Guan in the west.
Thousands of trees reach the sky, and thousands of azaleas crow. The spring rain in the mountains has not stopped all night, and the trees on the treetops are spring.
China women throw a piece of cloth, or farmers argue over taro fields. I hope you will carry forward Wen Weng's achievements, make persistent efforts and forge ahead.
When money falls off the list, there should be no hermit when Tang was in power, and wise people should discuss it together. Even you, a mountain hermit, no longer imitate Boyi and Shu Qi Shu Qi to pluck hair.
It's fate that you can't get into the Golden Horse Gate. Who says I'm wrong? You passed by JAC during the Cold Food Festival last year and stayed in Beijing.
We also bid farewell to the wine on the outskirts of Chang' an, and our bosom friends will be separated from me now. You are going to sail south, and you can detain your Chai Men in a few days.
The trees in the distant mountains cover your shadow, and the sunset is beautiful and colorful. When you were not hired, it was purely accidental. Don't think that this friend is rare!
Farewell to Tang Libai, 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.
On the way to see Meng Haoran off to Yangzhou, an old friend of Tang Li Bai said goodbye to the Yellow Crane Tower, and fireworks went down to Yangzhou in March. Sailing alone in the blue sky, I can see the Yangtze River flowing in the sky.
Farewell to your friend Tang Libai at Jingmen Ferry. Sail from Jingmen Ferry, and 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.
Through this wall of Sanqin and a layer of fog, Du Shaofu was appointed as the Tang King of Zhou Shu. 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.
Farewell Wei sang farewell to Youzi, and the river was first frosted last night. People who are most worried are afraid to hear the swan song, and lonely travelers are in the silence of mountains and clouds.
The dawn in Guancheng urged the cold, and the garden at dusk accelerated the pace of washing. This is Chang 'an Entertainment Center, where the years are wasted? .
Farewell, my friend Chen Tang. In April, the yellow wheat fields were blown by the south wind, and the jujube flowers had not faded, and the leaves of Laka had grown. The green peaks we left at dawn can still be seen at night. Go out and miss your hometown.
Chen, my friend, you have always been a great good man with your dragon beard, tiger eyebrows and your big forehead. You hide thousands of books in your arms. You hold your head high and never bow your head.
East Gate sells wine and drinks my Cao, as light as a feather. You lie down, slightly drunk, forgetting the white sun, but you open your eyes from time to time and stare at the high and lonely clouds.
The tide of the lonely river joined the dark sky and the ferryman boarded his boat. It's getting late and we can't sail. People from Zheng can't go home, and people from Luoyang sigh with disappointment.
I heard about many friends around your woodland residence, and you were fired yesterday. Are they your friends today? . "Parting with Xin Qiji at Furong Inn" In the Tang Dynasty, Wang Changling was cold and rainy, and Wu and Fujian were lonely at night.
Friends, if my friends in Luoyang invite me; Just say I'm still Bing Xin Okho, and stick to my faith! Don't go to the Tang Dynasty, thousands of miles away in Cen Can and Huang Yun. During the day, the north wind blows goose feather and snow one after another.
A gentleman is poor, who wants to meet today without paying for drinks? Send Li Duantang to Lulun, by my old door, in the yellow grass, we are still wandering and feel uncomfortable.
The way you walked into the sky, when I saw the snow falling at dusk, I came back again. When I was young, my father and I traveled abroad, and I had no time to meet you in many difficulties and hardships.
Hide your face and cry, where does the dust go? Is it raining all the way from Tang, Wei and Chu in Zhou Li? The bell in the evening came to us from Nanjing.
The rain is heavy, the sky is not right, and the birds fly slowly. The Yangtze River flows into the distance of the Yangtze River, and the trees are full of rain.
Farewell to my old friend, I love infinity, and tears fall down on the river. The Tang dynasty sent people to the east to see the yellow leaves of Wen, and you insisted on giving up this place where you once lived.
The rustling autumn wind will take you to Hanyang Ferry, and the first sunrise will meet you in Yingshan. Several friends and relatives in Jiangdong are waiting for your boat to return from the horizon.
When can we meet again and have a hangover? After all, the scenery of the West Lake in mid-June is different from that at four o'clock.
Lotus leaves will not turn green the next day, and lotus flowers are particularly bright red in the sun. In Yulin Ridge, Liu Yong was cold and miserable, the pavilion was late, and the shower began to rest.
All the accounts are in no mood. Where I miss, the blue boat is ruined. Holding hands and looking at each other, tears swirled in my eyes until there were no words at last, and a thousand words stuck in my throat and I couldn't say it.
I miss thousands of miles of smoke and waves and sink into the sky at dusk. Since ancient times, feelings of sadness and parting are even more worthy of being left out in the cold.
Where did you wake up tonight? Yang Liuan, the evening breeze and the waning moon. This is a long time, people who love each other are not together, and I even expect to be satisfied with the good weather and scenery in name only.
Customs are strange, who to talk to. Breaking the array, to send Qi Ji, to give Chen Tongfu strong words, drunk watching the sword, dreaming of blowing horns.
Eight hundred miles to divide the main fire, fifty strings to turn over the Great Wall, and the enemy is on the battlefield in autumn. Horses run like Ma Delu, bows and arrows fly like thunder.
It's a pity that the king won fame both before and after his death. Interviewee: Scholar HJFHHQ-/KOOC-0/4/KOOC-0/-30 20:/KOOC-0/6 Cultural background of friendship farewell poems/KOOC-0/. Confucian ethics: five ethics: father and son, monarch and minister, husband and wife, brother and friend 2. The historical background of writing poetry: "It was a long time before I met her, but it was longer after we separated", and poetry was mostly used for parting between friends. Words are mostly used to say goodbye to men and women. Section two: farewell poems before Tang Dynasty. The third section: the farewell poem "Farewell to Du DuDu's appointment to Shu" in the Tang Dynasty. Wang Bo, across the wall of Sanqin and the fog of five rivers, we bid farewell to each other sadly. We two officials run counter to each other. However, when China keeps our friendship, heaven is still our neighbor. Why do you wander at the fork in the road, and their children are stained with towels?
8. Describe Tomb-Sweeping Day, Mid-Autumn Festival, homesickness, farewell, poem Qingming (Tang) Du Mu Tomb-Sweeping Day rainy, pedestrians on the road want to break their souls.
Ask local people where to buy wine? The shepherd boy just laughed and didn't answer Xingshan Village. "Cold Food on the Road" (Tang) Song immediately met cold food, and it was late spring on the road.
Poor Jiang, I can't see Luo Qiao people. The Arctic cherishes the sage, and Nanwa is the vassal.
In the old garden, wicker is new day and night. "Cold Food" (Tang) Han Yichun City is full of flowers, and the cold food records the east wind and willows.
As night fell, the palace was busy lighting candles, and smoke drifted to the house of the prince and the marquis. "The door is a thing" E79FA5E98193E59EE7AD 943133335323466 (Tang) Zhang Jigeng's husband loves boats, and the spring grass is green and boundless; Try going to the Wumen Gate to see the county Guo, there is new smoke in Qingming.
"Qingming" (Song) Wang Yuqiao lived a Qingming without flowers and wine, and his interest was as bleak as a wild monk. Yesterday, I discussed new kindling from my neighbor's house, and early in Tomb-Sweeping Day, I lit in front of the window and sat down to study.
"Su Causeway Qingming is a thing" (Song) Wu Weixin pear blossoms are in Qingming, and wanderers are out of town looking for spring. At dusk, the songs are ready, and the willows belong to a warbler.
On the Tomb of Cold Food (Song) What is the father of Yang Wanli! Can this bridge be out of danger? The maple leaves in the distant mountains are pale outside, and the broken houses are beside the lonely wheat. The spring breeze is coming again, and all the new buildings are gone.
Pear blossoms are cold food, and it is only when you enter the festival that you are worried. "Things are in the suburbs" (Song) Cheng Yi grass green fields wantonly, spring into the surrounding mountains and rivers; Zhu Xing Luan Hong wears Liuxiang, but sits in the imperial city because of flowing water; Don't bid farewell to wine, lest the wind turn red; Besides, it's Tomb-Sweeping Day today, and it's met with fine weather. It's very suitable for sightseeing, but you can't leave.
"Send Chen Xiucai back to the Tomb of Shashang Province" (Ming) Gao Qi's face was covered with blood and tears, and he was sad to go home after the chaos. In the storm, pear flower falls died, and the Cold Food Festival passed. In Tomb-Sweeping Day, several families will visit graves and be worshipped by future generations. "Clear River Leads Qingming Day" (Ming) Wang Pan asked the West Building where smoking was good. Green fields and sunny roads.
In the willows of Ma Si, people laugh and swing, and the sound of warblers always makes Chunzui drunk. Homesickness: Silent night thinking (Tang) Li Bai, the foot of the bed is bright, is it frosty? .
I looked up at the moon and looked down, feeling nostalgic. "A note to friends in the north on a rainy night" (Tang Dynasty) Li Shangyin asked that the return date was undecided, and the rain rose in the autumn pool in the evening.
When * * * cut the candle at the west window, but talk about the rain at night. "Looking at the Post Station" (Tang) Bai Juyi Jing' an's home has a window willow, and flowers are thrown on the ground in front of the post station.
Two beautiful springs, on the same day; At this time, family members miss their relatives outside, and people outside miss their families. "Nanpu Bie" (Tang) Bai Juyi Nanpu is sad, and the west wind is curling in autumn.
Turn back immediately, my heart is broken, so I can leave and don't look back. Night Thinking on the Winter Solstice Day in Handan (Tang Dynasty) Bai Juyi thought about the Winter Solstice Day in Handan, accompanied by the shadow of the lamp with his arms around his knees.
If you want to sit at home late at night, you should also talk about travelers. "Dengguazhou" (Northern Song Dynasty) Wang Anshi's Jingkou Guazhou is a water room, and Zhongshan is only separated by several mountains.
Jiang Nanan spring breeze is green, when will the bright moon shine on me? Farewell to Jingmen Ferry (Tang) Li Bai sailed to Jingmen Ferry, and soon you will be with southerners.
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. New Year's Works (Tang Dynasty) The New Year only deepened my yearning for Liu Changqing and added a lonely tear to an exile.
People who are exiled in old age rush ahead of me in spring. The monkey came down from the mountain and pestered me.
I was tortured like a bodyguard, so when will this day come? Qiu Si (Tang Dynasty) Zhang Ji saw the autumn wind in Luoyang City and wanted the writer to write a meaningful book.
When the letter is written, I am worried that I have not finished what I want to say; When the messenger started, he opened the envelope and gave it to him. "Sauvignon Blanc" (Qing) Nalanxing Deshan is a journey, the water is a journey, the body is going, and the night is a thousand lights.
When the wind changes and the snow changes, it is impossible to break the dream of hometown, and there is no such sound in the garden. In addition to the night work (Tang) hotel, the cold light alone does not sleep, why does the guest's heart become sad? My hometown is thinking thousands of miles tonight, and it is another year of the Ming Dynasty.
Miscellaneous Poems (Tang Dynasty) Wang Wei, you come from my old country and tell me what happened there! . Leaning against the window and opening the first cold flower tomorrow? ? "Mountain Holidays Miss Shandong Brothers" (Tang Dynasty) Wang Wei is a stranger in a foreign land, and he misses his relatives every holiday.
When I think of my brothers' bodies climbing high, I will feel a little regret for not being able to reach me. Rainy Rain, Tang Juyi, Tanke Sashige, is deep here.
In autumn, the sound of the beach is more urgent and the canyon is overcast. Watching clouds cover your eyes, homesick for raindrops.
How will you comfort your loneliness? Thanks to this north window piano. "Cold food is in the guest" Li Tang's trip is cold food, homesick tears.
The sound book is broken in the sky, and the peach and plum spring rain. Not in the mood to drink, but there is reason to sing.
How many people lost outside his suburbs and went out for an outing. "Qiu Si by the River" Don Du Xunhe drove his horse down the river, and his homesickness grew step by step.
Raise the whip and wave the willow color, and then lose the cicada sound. Long road of autumn crops, about the ancient city of Leng Yun.
The family is poor and rich, and there is no land to return to farming. "Seeing Friends Crossing the South of the Yangtze River" Where is the homesickness in Tang Zhang Qiao, the world is turbulent.
The shore is long and the group is late, and the lake is wide and sails in autumn. Buy wine over fishermen, divide the lights and fish the boat.
When Xiaoxiang sees a goose, it is advisable to travel alone. "Tianjingsha Qiu Si" [Yuan] The old vines in Ma Zhiyuan are faint, the bridges are flowing, and the ancient roads are thin and thin.
When the sun sets, heartbroken people are at the end of the world. "Seeing Friends Crossing the South of the Yangtze River" Where is the homesickness in Tang Zhang Qiao, the world is turbulent.
The shore is long and the group is late, and the lake is wide and sails in autumn. Buy wine over fishermen, divide the lights and fish the boat.
When Xiaoxiang sees a goose, it is advisable to travel alone. "Homesickness" Tang did not thank for going north, and the letter from Yunnan did not return.
If you don't sweep the flowers in front of the court, you will climb the willow outside the door. Selling silver candles after sitting for a long time will lose face.
Hanging in the autumn night, Wan Li shines on the mountains. Homesickness Beyond the River Tang Wei Zhuang is sad in a foreign land every spring, and Du Qu oriole knows it.
Seeing the setting sun on the river bank, it seems that my heart has been torn into pieces of willow leaves. A berth at the foot of Beibao Mountain, Wang Wan, under the green hill, we meandered forward, me and my boat, along the green water.
Until the river bank widens at low tide, and no wind blows my lonely sail. ... the night now gives way to the ocean of the sun, and Jiang Chunren was in the old year.
I can finally send my messenger, the wild goose, back to Luoyang.