For Wang Lun (Li Bai)
Li Bai was about to leave by boat when he suddenly heard the singing on the shore.
Peach Blossom Pond is deeper than thousands of feet, which is not as good as Wang Lun's.
don't be a big student (Gao Shi)
It's a long day in Huang Yun, and the north wind is blowing geese and snow.
Mochow has no bosom friend, and everyone in the world knows you!
Send Yuan Er's envoy, Anxi (Wang Wei)
Weicheng is rainy and dusty, and the guest house is green and willow-colored.
I advise you to drink one more glass of wine, and go out to Yangguan for no reason.
a farewell to meng haoran on his way to yangzhou by Li Bai
An old friend left the Yellow Crane Tower in the west, and fireworks went down to Yangzhou in March.
The solitary sail shows the blue sky in the distance, only the Yangtze River flows in the sky.
Li Bai's
since the world can in no way answer our craving, I will loosen my hair tomorrow and take to a fishingboat.
but since water still flows, though we cut it with our swords, and sorrows return, though we drown them with wine.
a farewell to wei wan
Li Qi
the travellers' parting-song sounds in the dawn, last night a first frost came over the river.
and the crying of the wildgeese grieves my sad heart, bounded by a gloom of cloudy mountains.
here in the Gate City, day will flush cold, and washing-flails quicken by the gardens at twilight.
how long shall the capital content you, where the months and the years so vainly go by?.
to vice-prefects li and wang degraded and transferred to xiazhong and changsha
Gao Shi
what are you thinking as we part from one another? Pulling in our horses for the stirrup-cups?.
do these tear-streaks mean Wu Valley monkeys all weeping, or wildgeese returning with news from Heng Mountain?.
on the river between green maples an autumn sail grows dim, there are only a few old trees by the wall of the White God City.
but the year is bound to freshen us with a dew of heavenly favour, take heart, we shall soon be together again!.
a Song of Running-horse River in Farewell to General Feng of the Western Expedition
Cen Can
look how swift to the snowy sea races Running-Horse River!, and sand, up from the desert, flies yellow into heaven.
this Ninth-month night is blowing cold at Wheel Tower, and valleys, fill with the broken boulders like peck measures.
that downward, headlong, follow the wind, in spite of grey grasses, Tartar horses are plump.
west of the Hill of Gold, smoke and dust gather, o General of the Chinese troops, start your campaign!.
keep your iron armour on all night long, send your soldiers forward with a clattering of weapons!.
while the sharp wind's point cuts the face like a knife, and snowy sweat steams on the horses' backs.
freezing a pattern of five-flower coins, your challenge from camp, from an inkstand of ice.
has chilled the barbarian chieftain's heart, you will have no more need of an actual battle!.
we await the news of victory, here at the western pass!!
a Song of White Snow in Farewell to Field-Clerk Wu Going Home
Cen Can
the north wind rolls the white grasses and breaks them, and the Eighth-month snow across the Tartar sky.
is like a spring gale, come up in the night, blowing open the petals of ten thousand pear trees.
it enters the pearl blinds, it wets the silk curtains, a fur coat feels cold, a cotton mat flimsy.
bows become rigid, can hardly be drawn, and the metal of armour congeals on the men.
the sand-sea deepens with fathomless ice, and darkness masses its endless clouds.
but we drink to our guest bound home from camp, and play him barbarian lutes, guitars, harps.
till at dusk, when the drifts are crushing our tents, and our frozen red flags cannot flutter in the wind.
we watch him through Wheel-Tower Gate going eastward, into the snow-mounds of Heaven-Peak Road.
and then he disappears at the turn of the pass, leaving behind him only hoof-prints.
a Song of Wheel Tower in Farewell to General Feng of the Western Expedition
Cen Can
on Wheel Tower parapets night-bugles are blowing, though the flag at the northern end hangs limp.
scouts, in the darkness, are passing Quli, where, west of the Hill of Gold, the Tartar chieftain has halted.
we can see, from the look-out, the dust and black smoke, where Chinese troops are camping, north of Wheel Tower.
our flags now beckon the General farther west, with bugles in the dawn he rouses his Grand Army.
drums like a tempest pound on four sides, and the Yin Mountains shake with the shouts of ten thousand.
clouds and the war-wind whirl up in a point, over fields where grass-roots will tighten around white bones.
in the Dagger River mist, through a biting wind, horseshoes, at the Sand Mouth line, break on icy boulders.
our General endures every pain, every hardship, commanded to settle the dust along the border.
we have read, in the Green Books, tales of old days, but here we behold a living man, mightier than the dead. 2.1 to 6 grade all farewell poems, the poem
Don Dong Da (Tang Gao Shi) thousands of miles away in Huang Yun in the daytime, the north wind blowing geese and snow in succession.
Mochow has no bosom friend before her, and everyone in the world knows you. The second envoy to Yuan Dynasty, Anxi (Wang Wei in Tang Dynasty), Weicheng was rainy and dusty, and the guest house was green and willow-colored.
I advise you to drink one more glass of wine, and go out to Yangguan for no reason. Send Zhu Da to the Five Tombs of the Qin Dynasty (Meng Haoran in Tang Dynasty). The sword is worth a thousand dollars.
After parting, we will have a good life in all of my heart. At hibiscus inn parting with xin jian (Wang Changling, Tang Dynasty) entered Wu in the cold and rainy night, and saw off visitors in Chu Mountain in Pingming.
if relatives and friends in Luoyang ask each other, a piece of ice is in the jade pot. Seeing friends off (Don Li Bai) with a blue line of mountains north of the wall, and east of the city a white curve of water.
here you must leave me and drift away, like a loosened water-plant hundreds of miles. Floating clouds like a wanderer, like wandering, sunset slowly down the mountain, seems to have nostalgia.
wave from here, and my horse is neighing again and again. On seeing wang leave for the south (Tang Liu Changqing) Lijun is rich in smoke and water, still I wave my hand and sob.
for the flying bird is lost in space, beyond a desolate green mountain. But now the long river, the far lone sail, five lakes, gleam like spring in the sunset.
and down an island white with duckweed, comes the quiet of communion. Seeing a friend off (Tang Xue Tao) The water country is frosty at night, and the moon is cold and the mountains are * * * gray.
who said that a thousand miles from today is as long as a dream? Send Ling Che Master (Don Liu Changqing) to from the temple, deep in its tender bamboos, comes the low sound of an evening bell.
with the setting sun in the lotus, the green hills are far away. Seeing Pei Langzhong demoted to Jizhou (Liu Changqing in Tang Dynasty) once again, the ape-crow scattered at the end of the river, and people were hurt by themselves.
It is farther to chase the princes and princes together, and the castle peak and Wan Li are alone. Two Farewells to Jiangting on a Moonlight Night (Part Two) (Tang Wangbo) The smoke cages are built in blue, and the moon flies to the south.
Loneliness leaves the pavilion, and it's cold at night. Seeing each other off in the mountains (Tang Wangwei) friend, I have watched you down the mountain, till now in the dark I close my thatch door.
next year, the grass will be green, but O my Prince of Friends, do you?? . 3. A complete book of primary school students' knowledge, a poem about farewell, 134 pages, I didn't bring
1 "Jiangnan" Yuefu folk song Jiangnan can pick lotus, and He Tiantian has lotus leaves.
fish play between lotus leaves. Fish plays lotus leaf east, fish plays lotus leaf west, fish plays lotus leaf south and fish plays lotus leaf north.
2 "Chilechuan" is a northern folk song, under the Yinshan Mountain. The sky is like a vault, and the cage covers four fields.
the sky is grey and the fields are vast, and the wind blows grass and cattle and sheep are low. 3 "Ode to Goose" Luo Binwang (Tang) Goose, Goose, Goose, Xiang Tiange, white hair floating green water, Anthurium playing clear waves.
4 "The Wind" Li Qiao (Tang) shed three autumn leaves and can bloom in February. Scraping the surface of the river can lift the thousands of feet waves, blowing into the bamboo can make tens of thousands of poles tilt.
5 He Zhizhang (Tang) Jasper in "Singing Willow" is decorated as a tree with ten thousand green silk tapestries hanging down. I don't know who cut the thin leaves, but the spring breeze in February is like scissors.
6 "Liangzhou Ci" Wang Zhihuan (Tang) The Yellow River is far above the white clouds, and it is a lonely city, Wan Ren Mountain. Why should Qiangdi blame the willows, and the spring breeze is not enough? 7 "at heron lodge" Wang Zhihuan (Tang) mountains cover the white sun, and oceans drain the golden river.
but you widen your view three hundred miles, by going up one flight of stairs. 8' Spring Dawn' Meng Haoran (Tang) I awake light-hearted this morning of spring, everywhere round me the singing of birds.
but now I remember the night, the storm, and I wonder how many blossoms were broken. 9 "Liangzhou Ci" William Wang (Tang) luminous glass of grape wine, if you want to drink pipa, you should be urged immediately.
You don't laugh when you're drunk on the battlefield. How many times have you fought in ancient times? 1 "Out of the fortress" Wang Changling (Tang) When the moon was closed in the Qin Dynasty, the Long March was not returned. If the attack on the dragon city of Wei Qing and flying general Li guang are alive today, the Huns will not be allowed to go south to spend their horses in Yinshan.
11 "at hibiscus inn parting with xin jian" Wang Changling (Tang Dynasty) entered Wu in the cold and rainy night, and saw off the guests in Chu Mountain in Pingming. Friends, if Luoyang friends ask me to come; Just say that I still bing Xin Okho, adhere to faith!
12 "Luchai" Wang Wei (Tang) there seems to be no one on the empty mountain, and yet I think I hear a voice, back to the scenery (yǐng) into the deep forest, shines back to me from the green moss. 13 "Send Yuan Er Shi Anxi" Wang Wei (Tang) Weicheng is rainy and dusty, and the guest house is green and willow.
I advise you to drink one more glass of wine, and go out to Yangguan for no reason. 14 "on the mountain holiday thinking of my brothers in shandong" Wang Wei (Tang) is a stranger in a foreign land alone, and he misses his relatives every festive season.
I know from a distance where my brother climbs, and there is one less person in the dogwood. 15' Silent Night Thinking' Li Bai (Tang) so bright a gleam on the foot of my bed, could there have been a frost already?.
lifting myself to look, I found that it was moonlight, sinking back again, I thought suddenly of home. 16 "Gulang Yuexing" (excerpt) Li Bai did not know the moon when he was a child, and he was called Bai Yupan.
I'm also suspicious of Yao Tai Jing, flying at the end of Qingyun Mountain. Is the fairy in the moon hanging his feet?
The white rabbit made the medicine and asked who to eat with. 17 "Looking at Lushan Waterfall" Li Bai's Rizhao incense burner gives birth to purple smoke, and the waterfall hangs in Qianchuan from a distance.
It's flying down three thousands of feet, and it's suspected that the Milky Way has set for nine days. 18 "To Wang Lun" Li Bai Li Bai was about to go by boat when he suddenly heard the singing on the shore.
Peach Blossom Pond is deeper than thousands of feet, which is not as good as Wang Lun's. 19 "Yellow Crane Tower a farewell to meng haoran on his way to yangzhou" Li Bai's old friend left the Yellow Crane Tower in the west, and fireworks went down to Yangzhou in March.
The solitary sail shows the blue sky in the distance, and only the Yangtze River flows in the sky. 2 "Early Send Baidi City" Li Baichao resigned from Baidi's colorful clouds, and thousands of miles of Jiangling returned in one day.
The apes on both sides of the strait can't stop crying, and the canoe has crossed Chung Shan Man. 21 "Looking at Tianmen Mountain" Li Bai Tianmen interrupted the opening of the Chu River, and the clear water flowed eastward.
the green hills on both sides of the strait are opposite each other, and the lonely sails are coming from the sun. 22 "Bie Dong Da" Gao Shi (Tang) is a thousand miles away in Huang Yun, and the north wind blows geese and snow in succession.
Mochow has no bosom friend before her, and everyone in the world knows you. 23 "Jueju" (the third) Du Fu (Tang) Two orioles sing green willows, and a row of egrets go up to the sky.
The window contains autumn snow in Xiling, and the Dongwu Wan Li boat is moored at the gate. 24 "Delighting in Rain on a Spring Night" Du Fu is fond of rain and knows the season, when spring happens.
sneak into the night with the wind and moisten things silently. The wild path is dark, and the river boat is bright.
if you look at the red and wet place, flowers will weigh heavily on Jinguan City. 25 "Jueju" (1) Du Fu is late in the day and beautiful in the mountains and rivers, and the flowers and plants are fragrant in the spring breeze.
the mud melts the swallows, while the sand warms the mandarin ducks. 26 "Looking for Flowers Alone by the Riverside" Du Fu Huangshi Tower is in front of the river and the water is east, and the spring is lazy and sleepy.
a cluster of peach blossoms has no owner, lovely deep red and light red. 27' a night-mooring near maple bridge' Zhang Ji (Tang) frosty night, Jiang Feng fishing for fire to sleep.
At Hanshan Temple outside Gusu City, the midnight bell goes to the passenger ship. 28' Wandering Sons' Meng Jiao (Tang) the thread in the hands of a fond-hearted mother, makes clothes for the body of her wayward boy.
carefully she sews and thoroughly she mends, dreading the delays that will keep him late from home. Who dare say that the children like the weak filial piety, can repay the love of the mother like spring SUNSHINE IN SPRING?
29 Jiang Xue Liu Zongyuan (Tang) a hundred mountains and no bird, a thousand paths without a footprint. A boat on the river, a fisherman in his bagworm moths; Fishing alone, not afraid of snow and ice attack.
3 "Fisherman's Song" Zhang Zhihe (Tang) Egrets fly in front of the Cisse Mountain, and the peach blossoms and flowing water mandarin fish are fat. An old man in the bank, wearing a green bamboo hat raincoat, wearing a green raincoat, braved the wind and rain, leisurely and leisurely fishing, he was fascinated by the beautiful spring scenery, even the rain did not go home.
31 Lu Lun (Tang), high in the faint moonlight, wildgeese are soaring, tartar chieftains are fleeing through the dark. Want to Qingqi (j) one by one, and a burden of snow on our bows and our swords.
32 "Looking at the Dongting" Liu Yuxi (Tang) Lake light and autumn moon are in harmony, and there is no wind mirror on the pool surface. Looking at Dongting from afar, there is a green snail in the silver plate.
33 "Waves on the Sand" (Part I) Liu Yuxi (Tang) has nine songs about the Yellow River and the sand in Wan Li, and the waves and winds blow from the horizon. Since you come from the sky, now seems to fly directly to the milky way galaxy, please take me to the sky, gathered into the galaxy, together to the cowboy and weaver's home.
34 Bai Juyi (Tang Dynasty), boundless grasses over the plain, come and go with every season. Wildfire cannot burn it out, and spring wind's blow can bring it back to life.
sweet they press on the old high-road, and reach the crumbling city-gate. Once again, I sent my intimate friends, the thick grass represents my deep feeling.
35 "On the Pool" Bai Juyi (Tang) holds a small boat and steals the white lotus back. He did not know how to hide the trail, the duckweed on the water left a boat across the trail.
36 "Recalling Jiangnan" Bai Juyi (Tang) Jiangnan is good, and the scenery was once familiar. When spring comes, the sun rises from the surface of the river, and the flowers on the river are brighter than red, the green river green more than blue grass.
can you not remember Jiangnan? 37 "Children Fishing" Hu Lingneng (Tang) A young boy with a hairy head learns to play with a bow, sitting on the side of a raspberry and moss. Hearing the passers - by, the child waved his hand, afraid to disturb the fish, dare not to respond to passers - by.
38 "Benevolence for Farmers" (Part I) Li Shen (Tang) planted a millet in spring and harvested ten thousand seeds in autumn. There are no idle fields in the four seas, and farmers still starve to death! 39 "Compassion for Farmers" (2) Li Shen (Tang) hoes the grain at noon, and sweat drops the grain.
but every grain of Chinese food is hard. 4' a note left for an absent ecluse' Jia Dao (Tang) when I questioned your pupil, under a pine-tree, "My teacher," he answered, "went for herbs".
but toward which corner of the mountain, how can I tell, through all these clouds?. 41 "Mountain Walking" Du Mu (Tang) is far away from Hanshan Stone Path (xiá), and there are people in Bai Yunsheng.
stop and sit in the maple grove late, and the frost leaves are redder than the February flowers. 42 "Qingming Festival" Du Mu (Tang) During the Qingming Festival, there were many rains, and pedestrians on the road wanted to break their souls.
Excuse me, where is the restaurant? The shepherd boy points to Xinghua Village. 43 "Jiangnan Spring" Du Mu (Tang) sings green and reflects red for thousands of miles, and the water village is full of wine flags.
Four hundred and eighty temples in the Southern Dynasties are covered in misty rain. 44' Leyouyuan Scenic Resort' Li Shangyin (Tang) with twilight shadows in my heart, I have driven up among the Leyou Tombs.
the sunset is infinitely beautiful, buried by the coming night. 45 "Bee" Luo Yin is occupied with infinite scenery regardless of the flat land and the peak of the mountain.
after all the flowers are gathered into honey, it's sweet for whom you work hard. 46 "Fisherman on the River" Fan Zhongyan (Northern Song Dynasty) came and went on the river, but he loved bass. 4. What are the farewell poems of the sixth grade
for Wang Lun (Li Bai)
Li Bai was about to leave by boat when he suddenly heard the singing on the shore.
Peach Blossom Pond is deeper than thousands of feet, which is not as good as Wang Lun's.
don't be a big student (Gao Shi)
It's a long day in Huang Yun, and the north wind is blowing geese and snow.
Mochow has no bosom friend, and everyone in the world knows you!
Send Yuan Er's envoy, Anxi (Wang Wei)
Weicheng is rainy and dusty, and the guest house is green and willow-colored.
I advise you to drink one more glass of wine, and go out to Yangguan for no reason.
a farewell to meng haoran on his way to yangzhou by Li Bai
An old friend left the Yellow Crane Tower in the west, and fireworks went down to Yangzhou in March.
The solitary sail shows the blue sky in the distance, only the Yangtze River flows in the sky.
Li Bai's
since the world can in no way answer our craving, I will loosen my hair tomorrow and take to a fishingboat.
but since water still flows, though we cut it with our swords, and sorrows return, though we drown them with wine.
a farewell to wei wan
Li Qi
the travellers' parting-song sounds in the dawn, last night a first frost came over the river.
and the crying of the wildgeese grieves my sad heart, bounded by a gloom of cloudy mountains.
here in the Gate City, day will flush cold, and washing-flails quicken by the gardens at twilight.
how long shall the capital content you, where the months and the years so vainly go by?.
to vice-prefects li and wang degraded and transferred to xiazhong and changsha
Gao Shi
what are you thinking as we part from one another? Pulling in our horses for the stirrup-cups?.
do these tear-streaks mean Wu Valley monkeys all weeping, or wildgeese returning with news from Heng Mountain?.
on the river between green maples an autumn sail grows dim, there are only a few old trees by the wall of the White God City.
but the year is bound to freshen us with a dew of heavenly favour, take heart, we shall soon be together again!.
a Song of Running-horse River in Farewell to General Feng of the Western Expedition
Cen Can
look how swift to the snowy sea races Running-Horse River!, and sand, up from the desert, flies yellow into heaven.
this Ninth-month night is blowing cold at Wheel Tower, and valleys, fill with the broken boulders like peck measures.
that downward, headlong, follow the wind, in spite of grey grasses, Tartar horses are plump.
west of the Hill of Gold, smoke and dust gather, o General of the Chinese troops, start your campaign!.
keep your iron armour on all night long, send your soldiers forward with a clattering of weapons!.
while the sharp wind's point cuts the face like a knife, and snowy sweat steams on the horses' backs.
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