Bo Wang
Across the wall of Sanqin, across a layer of fog, across a river.
We said goodbye sadly, and our two officials went in opposite directions.
However, as long as China keeps our friendship, heaven will remain our neighbor.
Why linger at the fork in the road, the child is stained with towels.
Send yuan twenty-one Xi
Wang Wei
Weicheng is rainy and dusty, and the guest house is green and willow.
I advise you to drink more wine, there is no reason to go out to the west.
Break up with Xinjian at Furong Inn.
Wang Changling
It's freezing and rainy, and it's night in Wu, and Chushan is quiet.
Relatives and friends in Luoyang asked each other that there was a piece of ice in the jade pot.
For Wang Lun.
Lipper
Li Bai was about to go by boat when he heard singing on the shore.
Peach Blossom Pond is deeper in thousands of feet than in Wang Lun.
Farewell to Meng Haoran on the way to Yangzhou from Yellow Crane Tower.
Lipper
An old friend stayed in the West Yellow Crane Tower, and fireworks went down to Yangzhou in March.
Sailing alone, the blue sky is exhausted, and only the Yangtze River is in the sky.
Liu Yuxi's Old-time Thought of West Fort
Since Wang Jun brought his towering ship down from Yizhou, the ghost of the royal family has languished in Nanjing.
Chihiro's iron lock sank to the bottom of the river and a stone fell out.
The cycle of change has become a thing of the past, and the dignity of this mountain still commands the cold river.
It is the day when the China world is unified. The ancient fortress is full of ruins and autumn reeds.
"Candles have a heart to say goodbye and cry for others until dawn." (Du Mu's Farewell)
"Your wet sails are dragging and you don't want to leave, and the birds in the shadows are flying slowly." (Wei's Farewell to Li Zhou in the Night Rain)
"Not here in yan dan, strong men are crowned. In the past, people were gone, and today the water is still cold. " (Luo "Send People to Yishui")
"Mochow has no confidant in the road ahead, and no one in the world knows you!" (Gao Shi "Don't be big")
"Know yourself in the sea, and heaven is still our neighbor." (Wang Bo's Farewell to the Official of Shu)
I once again sent my bosom friend, and the thick grass represented my deep affection. ("Fu De Gu Caoyuan Farewell")
Sumuze
A map of women's kindness and wisdom
How worried,
How much sadness,
How many tears,
Only to the heart,
Do you know you didn't sleep all night?
I want it again tomorrow morning,
Take you to the village head.
Someone once asked,
What do you want?
Seriously,
I advise you not to travel far.
The tallest building at night,
Cold winds in all directions,
Waiting alone.
Medicinal plants of Solanaceae
Guest map
At that time, I was ambitious.
Wandering alone in the distance.
Don't be sad when you break up.
In the sunset,
The word sang Cang,
Why are you crying?
Who sings beyond the clouds?
Singing takes me to sleep.
Although thousands of miles apart,
It's not old,
This land is not barren,
This bright moonlight tonight.
Common poppy/corn poppy/poppy
I wanted to speak my mind when I met you, but it was blown away by the wind. The golden rooster sings the ancient sunshine, just like the flowers in front of the window, with tears in their eyes.
Ruthlessness is not like sentimental suffering, but who to sue? Poor people leave in a hurry, even if there is a little connection, it is difficult to get through.
Go, go
Songting friends map
The wind blows peach blossoms,
The new pavilion and the old testament.
Although there are thousands of words,
It's hard to say.
It is Yang who is surging with emotion.
Stir,
Soul and spirit.
There are white clouds in the sky,
Human feelings are hard to give up.
How many years,
Never forget.
How much wind and rain and love,
Burning,
Love and fire.
Chushan wants rain.
In the storm of toasting,
People go to the building.
Alas, the vast Chu River,
Still only flows eastward.
I borrowed a pen from heaven,
Write about your miserable life.
Remember at that time:
Only Chushanke,
Cynical,
It's hard to change your mind.
Want to say all kinds of feelings,
Rock-breaking.
Everyone in the world has fallen.
Be a lonely star.
Wyndell dichinson, night sky, wyndell dichinson,
See the glory of the past.
Look at today:
The air is filled with the breath of Ling Yunzhi.
Leave me,
What's the hurry?
part
Deep alley in misty rain.
Meet you and fall in love with each other
Sporadic rain and tears today
Who should I appeal to again?
Outside the pavilion, beside the ancient road, the grass is blue and the sky 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. After drinking a bottle of wine, I will leave Meng Han tonight. (Li Shutong's Farewell)
Thank you: magic
2. Poems about Farewell 1. We said goodbye sadly, and our two officials went in opposite directions.
After all, the world is just a small place. ("Farewell Du to Shu Guan")
Oh, my friend's prince, you left again, and I heard them sigh behind you. (Li Bai: "Send a friend"
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 relatives when they go out to the sun. (Wang Wei: "Send Yuan Er An Xi")
It's freezing and rainy, and it's already night in Wu, so it's calm to see the guests off. (Wang Changling: Breaking up with Xin Jian at Furong Inn)
6. Mochow has no confidant in the road ahead, and no one in the world knows you. (Gao Shi: "Don't be big")
7. Peach Blossom Pond and thousands of feet are not as good as Wang Lun's. (Li Bai: "To Wang Lun")
8. The solitary sail is 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 tower gate, leaving only hoofprint behind him. (Song of Snow White sends Tian Shuji home)
10. Outside the pavilion, beside the ancient road, the grass is blue and the sky 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 muddy wine makes me happy. Say goodbye to Meng Han tonight. (Li Shutong: "Goodbye")
3. Farewell poem 1. Wang Wei, a writer in the Tang Dynasty, is the author of "Send Yuan 20 An Xi".
The full text of his ancient poems is as follows:
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
Sincerely advise friends to drink a glass of wine, and it is difficult to meet their relatives when they go out to the sun.
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The light rain in the morning moistened the dust on the acropolis floor, and the branches and leaves of willow trees in the hotel covered with green tiles were particularly fresh. I sincerely suggest that you have another drink. Out of the Buddhist paradise, you will never have any bosom friends again.
Second, The Yellow Crane Tower's Farewell to Meng Haoran on the Way to Yangzhou was written by Li Bai, a writer in the Tang Dynasty.
The full text of ancient poetry is as follows:
Old friends frequently waved to me, bid farewell to the Yellow Crane Tower, and traveled to Yangzhou in this beautiful spring filled with catkins and flowers.
Sailing alone in the blue sky, I can see the Yangtze River flowing in the sky.
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Old friends frequently waved to me, bid farewell to the Yellow Crane Tower, and traveled to Yangzhou on this catkin-like, flowery March spring day. The lonely sail shadow of my friend faded away and disappeared at the end of the blue sky, only to see the Yangtze River rushing to the horizon.
3. The author of "Sending Du to Shu" is a writer in the Tang Dynasty.
The full text of ancient poetry is as follows:
Across the wall of Sanqin, across a layer of fog, across a river.
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.
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The majestic Chang 'an guards the land of Sanqin and sees Wujin through the clouds. When I left you, I had infinite affection in my heart, because we were all floating in the sea of officials. As long as there is your confidant in the world, even if you are far away, you are like a close neighbor. Never break up at a fork in the road, like young men and women who are sad and crying.
4. The author of Biedongda is Gao Shi, a writer in Tang Dynasty.
The full text of ancient poetry is as follows:
Like a bird, she still flapped her wings and felt sorry for herself, leaving Beijing for more than ten years.
A gentleman is poor, who wants to meet today without paying for drinks?
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The sky was full of Huang Yun, the sun was shrouded in a daze, the north wind roared, and geese flew south in the falling snowflakes. Don't worry, you don't have a confidant on the road. Who in the world will not respect you (with your piano sound and your musical accomplishment)?
4. "Poems of Nan Ting Xia Bie" and Xin
The shadow of the mountain rises suddenly, and the moon in the pond rises slowly from the east.
Hang your hair in the shade at night, open the window and lie down in a quiet and spacious place.
The evening breeze sent waves of lotus fragrance, and the dew on the bamboo leaves made a crisp sound.
I thought I would want to make a song, make a song, I just hate my friends in front of me.
So I thought of you, old friend. I dreamed all night.
Qiu Deng Wanshan sent Zhang Wu.
Facing the white Yun Qi Fu Feifei on the mountain ridge, I can enjoy myself as a hermit.
I tried to climb the mountain and look ahead, and this mood disappeared with the departure of the swan song.
Sadness is often the mood of dusk, and the mood is often the atmosphere of autumn.
Tourists come to the village on the mountain, walk across the beach, sit at the ferry and have a rest.
The forest in the distance is like a shepherd's purse, overlooking the river bank like a crescent moon.
I hope you will come to see me with a basket of wine? * * * Drunk Double Ninth Festival!
Ye Ye stayed in the mountains all night, waiting for Ding.
The sunset passed through the mountains in the west, and the valley in Qian Shan was suddenly dark and quiet.
The moon in the moon pine is refreshing at night, and the sound of the wind is particularly clear.
There is almost no firewood in the mountains, and the birds have just returned to their resting place.
Ding promised to stay in the temple tonight and play the piano alone on the mountain road.
Return to Mount Lumeng at night.
The bell of the mountain temple rang, and it was dawn. I heard the people in the fishing city staggering on the ferry.
People walked along the shore to Jiangcun village, and I also returned to Lumen by boat.
The moonlight at the deer gate made the mountain tree appear, and I suddenly came to the seclusion of exile.
Thatched doors, pine paths, loneliness and silence, only you come and go at night.
Looking at Dongting Lake from afar —— addressed to Premier Zhang
The autumn water rises and almost blends with the shore, mixing water and sky with the sky.
Ozawa's water vapor transpiration on the cloud soil is white, and the waves seem to shake the whole Yueyang.
I'm going to cross the water to find a boat and paddle. It's a shame to return home in the sacred age.
Sitting around watching other people's hard river fishing can only envy the fish caught in the fish.
Climb Yanshan Mountain with friends.
When things change, time is often the time to form ancient and modern times.
Now we can climb the mountain to visit the historical sites preserved all over the country.
Weir water shows the river surface, and Yunmengze is cold and mysterious.
The monument to Yang Hucheng is still towering, and tears are wet after reading the epitaph.
Xiao Wang is on the boat.
The hanging seat looks southeast, and the green hills and flowing water are far away.
Strive for profit, go back and forth to meet the trend.
Ask me what I am doing today, visiting the stone bridge on the roof.
Sitting and watching the dawn of the sunset, I suspect it is also a symbol of a city.
On returning to Nanshan at the end of the year
Don't write to the North Yard again, let me go back to the old hut in the old Nanshan.
I have no reason to decide to give up my point of view. My old and many sick friends have stopped practicing.
The frequency of white hair is that people are getting more and more every day, and spring is coming to force them to die.
Full of sadness, tossing and turning, the pine forest is empty under the moon.
Guogurenzhuang
This old friend prepared a delicious meal and invited me to his hospitable farm.
Green Woods surround the village and green hills are located outside the city.
Open the window facing the valley vegetable garden and pass the glass to talk about crops.
Please come here to see chrysanthemums when the ninth festival comes.
From Qin State to Buddha Yuan
I wanted to live in the mountains for a long time, but I didn't have the money to travel hard.
It is not my will to stay in Chang 'an. My heart for Lindong School will miss my teacher.
Gold burns like firewood, and ambition fades.
The evening breeze blows a bleak breeze, and the cicada sounds melancholy.
From a berth in Tonglu to a friend in Yangzhou
Monkeys whimper in the dark mountains, and the river rushes in the dark.
The wind on both sides of the strait rustled the branches and leaves, and the moonlight reflected on the river, a boat on a river.
Jiande's scenery is good, but it's not my hometown. I still miss my old friends in Yangzhou.
Recalling those two lines of tears that I couldn't restrain, I looked at the west side of the west bank and sent sadness to Yangzhou.
Farewell to Wang Wei
I waited slowly and reluctantly, day after day, until now I had to leave.
Old friend, how sweet the roadside flowers would be if they didn't mean goodbye.
The Lord of the kingdom is hard on us? People who have affairs are not our kind.
You should just be lonely, and I will close the door of my old garden.
Hanjiang's early pregnancy.
Leaves fall to the south and the north wind is bleak.
My home is wandering by the river, and the sea of clouds is far away.
Tears of homesickness in the journey, see the back of the sail on the horizon.
The smoke in the wind blurs where the ferry can be, and the vast river ripples in the sunset.
Spend the night on Jiande River.
Stop the boat in a foggy small state, when new worries come to the guest's heart.
The vastness of the wilderness is deeper than trees, and the moon is very close to the moon.
Spring Morning
Sleeping sickness in spring unconsciously broke the morning, and the chirping of birds disturbed my sleep.
But now I remember that night, that storm, I wonder how many flowers were broken?
Farewell to the viceroy and go to Shu for his post. "
Bo Wang
Across the wall of Sanqin, across a layer of fog, across a river.
We said goodbye sadly, and our two officials went in opposite directions.
However, as long as China keeps our friendship, heaven will remain our neighbor.
Why linger at the fork in the road, the child is stained with towels.
Green mountains don't change, green waters always flow, don't cross, see you later!
This meeting is very good and exciting. When we meet again, we will have a glass of wine.
I don't know when I can see you again.
Distant friends bring distant land closer.
Peach Blossom Pond is deeper in thousands of feet than in Wang Lun.
Oh, ask this river flowing eastward, whether it can go further than the love of friends! .
Castle peak with wind and rain. Was the bright moon once two townships?
Too many. For example:
Even if the Peach Blossom Pond is deep, it is not as deep as Wang Lun's sending away my love.
Advise you to have a glass of wine. There is no such thing as going out in the west.
The desolate wind froze the Yi River.
Peach Blossom Pond is deep in thousands of feet, so it is not as good as Wang Lun's love. Ask this river flowing eastward, whether it can go further than the love of friends! .
5. What are Gu Cheng's poems about parting? 1. In spring, do you wave a handkerchief to let me go or come back right away?
No, it's nothing. It's nothing.
Like a fallen flower in the water, like dew on a flower. ...
Only the shadow knows, only the wind can understand, and only the butterfly that leaves with a sigh is still flying in the heart.
-"Don't" from "Gu Cheng"
Interpretation: We can't elaborate on the sadness of parting. There is a faint sadness of parting in the wind. Although "you" and "I" don't give up, they still have to leave. Both "you" and "I" have a deep understanding of this and can only understand it.
2. You silently turned to face the dense lights in the middle of the night. They are always together. We always have to meet again. Goodbye, goodbye-goodbye from Gu Cheng
It means that two people have to be apart for some reason. The time is set at night, their future is unknown, and there is a sense of loss that they are reluctant to leave. The last two sentences are goodbye. The first sentence is farewell, and the second sentence is for the next meeting.
Everything is clear, but we still miss it in a hurry, because you believe in fate and I doubt life. -"Miss Gu Cheng"
It means that two people will eventually miss each other because of some opinions.
I have never been known by anyone, so I have not been forgotten by anyone. Living in other people's memories is not my purpose. Meeting is a matter of two people, leaving is a decision of one person. Meeting is just the beginning, but leaving is to meet the next one; This is a world where one person is gone, but we are not good at saying goodbye. -"In front of the door" from Gu Cheng
You should be a dream and I should be a gust of wind. -"You and Me" from Gu Cheng
6. Ancient Poems about Farewell A 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 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 dark, the vegetation was cold, and the door was still open, 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 leave the place of parting, three or four sentences convey the sadness of parting, and five or six sentences.