Time, pause-the scene of saying goodbye to you always comes to mind. Time seems to have stopped, and friendship will not be cut off because of parting. Here, I don't think it's poetry, but San Mao's Rolling Red Dust. Young people and talents say goodbye at the ferry, that is, on the shore. Young people look at talents, San Mao wrote, "It seems to treat him as eternity ..." What's the point of life without you after you leave? Let time stop, I want to remember your tenderness forever when I say goodbye.
Pin your blessing on your lapel-there are no other flowers, but my blessing to you comes from always being new (lapel is just your chest).
"The clouds and mountains in the daytime are solemn and gentle" ... "Staring helplessly"-such a quiet and soft ferry can be described as a beautiful scenery, so you and I will say goodbye. After parting, we live far apart! I don't know when to meet again. Reminiscent of Liu Yong's Lin Yuling ... Holding hands and staring at each other with tears, I was speechless. ..... These past years should be a good time in name only. Despite the Qian Qian customs, who should I talk to?