Lead: A poet tells his heart when he feels the situation, and expresses his feelings while performing arts. So what do you know about the ancient poems of parting? I will bring you a complete collection of parting ancient poems. Welcome to read!
Farewell. Ancient Poems (1)
Su Shi of Northern Song Dynasty, the head of water tune
When there is a bright moon, ask the sky for wine. I don't know the palace in the sky. What year is it tonight?
I want to go home by the wind, but I'm afraid of the beautiful buildings and the lonely heights. Dance to find out the shadow,
what is it like on earth!
turn to Zhuge, low-lying households, and take photos without sleep. The moon should not have any resentment against people, why is it that the people are only round when they leave?
people have joys and sorrows, and the moon is full of ups and downs, which is an ancient and difficult matter. I wish you a long life,
a thousand miles away.
seeing friends off to Shu Li Bai in Tang dynasty
Can Cong Road is rugged and difficult to walk. The cliff rises abruptly from the face of the human face, and the gas rises with the rise of the horse's head.
fragrant trees cage Qin Zhan, and spring flows around Shu city. Your advance and retreat have been settled, and you will not be asked to ask the kunpei of the good.
The juvenile traveled to Su Shi in the Northern Song Dynasty.
He wrote in Runzhou, and sent it away for generations. Last year, I saw him off. Outside the Hangmen Gate,
it was like flying snow. At the end of spring this year, the flowers are like snow, and I still don't see my home.
invite the bright moon to the wine shutter, and the wind will show through the window screen. Just like Heng E pities Shuang Yan,
he clearly shines and paints an oblique picture.
In addition to working in the Tang Dynasty at night,
The hotel stays up all night with cold lights, so why does the guest's heart turn sad? My hometown is thinking thousands of miles tonight, and it's another year in the Ming Dynasty.
Going home, Tang Du Mu
The youngest son asked by the hand, why is it too late to return? * * * Who fights for time and wins sideburns?
Ancient Poems of Parting (II)
Watching the Mountain with the Master in Haochu to send a dear friend to Beijing, Dai Shulun, Tang
The mountain on the seashore is like a sword, and Qiu Lai is full of sorrow. How can let this body change into Qian Qian million, scattered to each summit to look at home!
homesickness, song dynasty, Li Gou
people say that the sunset is the end of the world, and you can't see your home if you look as far as you can. The castle peak is being affected by the castle peak, which covers my sight, the twilight clouds, and the castle peak.
The letter from the capital teacher Ming Yuan Kai
The river is 3, miles long, and there are fifteen lines of letters. There is no other word between me, just tell me to return to my hometown as soon as possible.
Wen Yantang Wei Yingwu
Where is the hometown? It's leisurely to think about it. On the autumn night in Huainan, Gao Zhai heard the geese coming.
Tang Wangwei
you who have come from my old country, tell me what has happened there!. Was the plum, when you passed my silken window, is the cold plum blooming?
Ancient Poems of Parting (3)
On a moonlit night, my younger brother, Tang Du Fu
a wanderer hears drums portending battle, the geese are singing in autumn. Dew changes to frost since tonight, how much brighter the moonlight is at home!
o my brothers, lost and scattered, what is life to me without you?. It's often late to send books, what can I hope for during war?.
Lu You in the Tang Dynasty
When you die, you know everything is empty, but you are sad to see Kyushu. Therefore, when the great song jun team regained the central plains of the day when the arrival of the day, you hold a the home fete ceremony, don't forget to tell me the good news!
inscribed on the wall of an inn north of dayu mountain Tang Song Zhiwen
Nanfeiyan on a cloudy moon, here turn back, this very month. The birds do not enter, but I do not travel far from the lingnan, I do not know when, when I can return to the return?
the river is pausing at ebb-tide, and the woods are thick with clinging mist. Tomorrow I climb to the top of the mountain, looking northward to my hometown, or can I see the red plum on the mountain top.
bidding a friend farewell at jingmen ferry Tang Li Bai
sailing far off from Jingmen Ferry, soon you will be with people in the south. Where the mountains end and the plains begin, and the river winds through wilderness.
the moon is lifted like a mirror, sea-clouds gleam like palaces. And the water has brought you a touch of home, to draw your boat three hundred miles.
fisherman's pride Song Fanzhong
The scenery in Qiu Lai is different, and the Hengyang geese go unnoticed, and the sound is ringing all around. Thousands of miles away,
the long smoke and the sunset are isolated. A glass of turbid wine is home to Wan Li, but Yan Ran has not returned home. Qiang Guan is covered with frost.
when people are sleepless, the general's hair turns white and his husband cries.
Ancient Poems of Parting (4)
Some thoughts on a chapter: Qing Tan Sitong
Everything in the world is anxious for spring, and now it's time to cry to the pale ghost. 4 million people shed tears together, where is China in the end of the world?
Tianjingsha Qiu Si Ma Zhiyuan in the Yuan Dynasty
Old trees with withered vines faint crows, small bridges with flowing water, old roads with thin horses in the west wind. When the sun sets, heartbroken people are at the end of the world.
The topic in prison is clear. Tan Sitong
Looking at the door to stop thinking about James Zhang, he endured the death and treated Du Gen for a moment. I smile from the horizontal knife to the sky, to stay in the liver and gallbladder.
farewell to vice-prefect du setting out for his official post in shu Tang Wangbo
by this wall that surrounds the three Qin districts, through a mist that makes five rivers one. We bid each other a sad farewell, we two officials going opposite ways.
and yet, while China holds our friendship, and heaven remains our neighbourhood. Doing nothing in the wrong way, children * * * stained with towels.
parting in ancient times, don't take the clothes of Lang, Tang Meng Jiao
If you don't take the clothes of Lang, where will Lang be today? I will not blame you for coming back late. you must not go to linqiong.