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 loved ones when they go out to Yang Guan in the west. (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")
"To Wang Lun" Don Li Bai
Li Bai will want to travel by boat,
Suddenly I heard singing on the shore.
Peach Blossom Lake is deep in thousands of feet,
Not as good as Wang Lun.
analyse
To Wang Lun is a famous farewell poem. The poem first describes the scene that Li Bai is about to leave by boat. Wang Lun saw him off with a song, which expressed the simple and sincere feelings of an ordinary villager to the poet very simply and naturally. The last two poems are handy. They praise the profundity of the Peach Blossom Pond with "deep thousands of feet" first, and then change the word "less than" to turn the intangible friendship into a tangible thousands of feet Pond with contrast, vividly expressing Wang Lun's sincere and profound friendship for himself. The language of the whole poem is fresh and natural, and the imagination is rich and strange, which makes people memorable.
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.
A song of snow sent Tian Shuji Wu home.
Cen Can
The north wind rolled up the white grass and scattered them, and the snow in August crossed the Tatar sky.
Just like the strong wind in spring, it blows at night and blows open the petals of ten thousand pear trees. [ 1]
It enters the pearl shutters, it wets the silk curtains, a fur coat feels cold, and a cotton pad is thin.
The bow became stiff and almost impossible to pull out, and the metal of the armor condensed on people.
The unfathomable ice in the sand sea, gloomy clouds and Wan Li condensation.
But let's drink to the guest who came home from the camp and play the savage pipa, guitar and harp for him.
Until dusk, when the snow collapsed our tent, our frozen red flag could not fly in the wind.
We watched him walk eastward through the wheel tower door and enter the snowdrift on Tianding Road.
Then he disappeared around the corner, leaving only hoofprint.
Yu Linling [1]
Liu Yong
The pavilion was late and the shower began to rest. [2]
Nothing is in the mood, [3] nostalgia, [4] Lanzhou urging. [5]
Holding hands and staring at each other with tears in my eyes, I was speechless and choked up. [6]
Reading-going to a thousand miles of smoke, [7] sinking into the sky at dusk. [8]
Affection hurts parting since ancient times, and it is even more worthy of snubbing the autumn festival.
Where did you wake up tonight? Yang Liuan, the evening breeze and the waning moon.
These years, [9] should be a good time and a good scene in name only.
Even if there are thousands of customs offices in Qian Qian, who should I talk to? [ 10]
Step on the sand
Ouyang Xiu
The plum blossoms are waiting in the pavilion, the willows on the bridge are thin, and the grass is warm and swaying.
Sadness is getting farther and farther away, and the distance is like spring water.
Inch by inch, my heart is tender, my eyes are full of tears, and the height of the building is not close to the dangerous fence.
Spring mountain is everywhere, and pedestrians are even outside the mountain.
Chen Liang shui Diao ge tou
Send Zhang demao and Qing to master Lu.
I haven't seen Nanshi for a long time, saying that the North Mission is empty.
Hand on the spot, give it back to me after all.
Laughing at Ambassador China, like a river, still only flows eastward.
When I return to the dome, I will go to Water Street.
Yao's capital, Shun's land, Yu's fief,
There should be a half-disgraced minister.
Wan Li's gamey smell is so much, and the eternal spirit is there. When will it be there?
Why did Hu Yun ask? What day is among them.
Zhang Gan Yuan He Xinlang
Send Hu Bangheng to NSW.
Dream around Shenzhou Road, melancholy-the autumn wind draws corners, and the Forbidden City leaves the millet.
At its root, Kunlun is dominant, and nine foxes are turbulent.
God's will is never difficult to ask, but it is easy to say that you are sad when you are old.
More Nanpu, farewell.
The willow trees on the cool shore heat up the summer. More diarrhea river, the stars are thin and the moon is thin, and the clouds are slightly broken.
I know where to turn around and talk in bed.
If the goose doesn't come, the book becomes a book.
Cao Kener hates you. Xiubai listens to gold thread.
Xin Qiji's magnolia is slow
At the dinner table, Zhang Zhonggu is handsome and far-reaching.
Hanzhong started his business in the Han Dynasty. Is this the right place?
We should point our swords at Sanqin and the glory of the king and return to the East after World War I. 。
After death, I can't see today, and the mountains and rivers are full of tears.
The setting sun is broken and the west wind is empty.
A book is the teacher of the emperor, trying to explore the west.
More-leave in a hurry, hurry on the road, worry about the banner.
You missed me. Looking back, Zhenjiang Shadow Goose first flew.
Andrew's wheel has four corners, so it is difficult to reduce the waist.
Zuo Si's Eight Poems about Epics
Write poems about history
The bottom of the gloomy ravine is loose, leaving seedlings on the mountain.
One inch in diameter, which can cover the 100 feet.
The world is tall and handsome.
Because of the terrain, the origin is not once.
Zhang Jin was born in the old Shang Dynasty, a seven-leaf marten.
Feng Gong is not great, but he doesn't know what to do with his white head.
Chen Ziang
Never before, never after.
I miss the vastness of heaven and earth, and I cry alone.
Climb the Phoenix Terrace from Nanjing.
Lipper
Phoenix, which used to play here, named this place after them, but now it has given up and came to this desolate river.
The path of the Wu Palace is crooked, and the golden clothes are old and dusty.
Three mountains and a half fall out of the sky, like this Egret Island divides water.
A cloud rises between the light of heaven and me, hiding his city from my melancholy heart.
Wang Wei sent Yuaner's special envoy Anxi.
Weicheng is rainy and dusty, and the guest room is green and willow.
I advise you to drink one more glass of wine. It doesn't make sense to go out in the west.
A gift for Wang Lun.
To Wang Lun-Li Bai
Distant friends bring distant land closer.
Friends, if Luoyang friends ask me to come; Just say that I still bing Xin Okho, adhere to faith!
Sailing alone in the blue sky, the Yangtze River is flowing in the sky.
Mochow has no confidant in the road ahead, and no one in the world knows you.
Outside the pavilion, by 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. The horizon is limited and the ends of the earth are scattered. A cloudy wine will make you happy, so say goodbye to Meng Han tonight.
2. Chunshan Road Map
Where do you want to find elegant training?
The towering Kunlun Mountain is full of shock and anger.
Kunpeng deceives the wind and birds,
In the rain, the swallow is competitive and handsome.
Now I want to go by the wind,
Wan Ren, a great genius.
Sweep away the evils and evils in the world,
Remove a gentleman's eternal hatred.
3. Xue Yue reading map
The holy book is full of volumes,
I often feel that the source of the heart is extremely spiritual.
Laughter scared away the guests,
Great anger is biased towards Hushan.
Not afraid of wind and blood,
Wan Liqing, a gorgeous song,
What's the point of traveling alone?
Uncover the sky and lift the ground to comfort life.
4. Cold River single-person fishing map
Where can I find good news in the world?
There is no intention in the world.
Ruthlessness is not necessarily a hero,
Why do close friends take root together?
Crying a thousand miles,
In the future, cold and warm are precious.
Generosity has been a hero since ancient times,
Write youth with blood.
5. Spring Mountain Tourism Map
The bleak years fade away in dreams,
Wandering around the world, sad and lonely.
Romance is being with Kunpeng,
I screamed on the wall.
Wan Li is booming,
Ten years of anger in my chest.
Spell the blood of justice,
You can only be a hero if you go straight to the sky.
6. Yaotaiqu
Castle peak is white in front of the old man.
The cold urged the wanderer to go to Yaotai.
Roads and gullies are deep and loose,
Broken beads splash jade dreams.
Fei Ying in the air,
The monks in the mountain temple were frightened,
Ring the morning bell in a hurry,
Reading Buddha's name helps talents.
Bodhisattva is beautiful
The flat forest is misty, and the cold mountain area is compassionate.
When the color enters a tall building, someone upstairs is sad.
Wang Jie is empty, and birds are eager to fly.
Where to return, the pavilion is shorter
A gift for Wang Lun.
Li Bai was just about to leave when he heard a farewell song from the shore.
Even if the Peach Blossom Pond is deep, it is not as deep as Wang Lun's sending away my love.
Zaofa baidicheng
Early in the morning, I bid farewell to Jiangling city, which is high into the sky, thousands of miles away, and the boat is only one day away.
The cries of apes on both sides of the strait are still unconsciously crowing in their ears, and the canoe has passed the heavy green hills.
Endless desire
Sauvignon Blanc, in Chang 'an; The Luweiqiu well stopped, and the thin frost shone like a small mirror on my cold cushion.
Unknown solitary lamp, I lifted the curtain, sighed and stared at the moon, alone, like a flower, rising from the clouds.
There is a high sky in the sky and blue waves rippling under it.
This is a long way to go. Can I dream of going through the portal and crossing the mountains? . Sauvignon Blanc, soul-destroying!
Rhododendron Xuancheng
Shu once smelled birds, and Xuancheng returned azaleas.
One is called, one is ileum, one is broken, and March is three memories.
Farewell through Jingmen
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 shine like palaces;
The water brings you the feeling of home and makes your boat travel 300 miles.
On a spring night, I smell the flute in Los Angeles.
Recognized the sound of the flute flying in the dark, and sprinkled it into the spring breeze in Los Angeles;
In this nocturne, the willow is broken, and no one can afford to be homesick.
Visit Tianmu Mountain in a Dream
A sailing tourist will talk about Japan, which is hidden in water and fog and inaccessible.
However, when the Vietnamese talk about Tianmu Mountain, they can still see it through clouds of different depths.
On a straight line leading to heaven, its peak enters heaven, topped with five sacred peaks, and casts a shadow across China.
The Paradise Terrace Mountains are 100 miles long, and it is here that they begin to extend to the southeast.
My heart and my dream are in Wu Heyue, and they cross Jinghu Lake on a moonlit night.
The moon lit up my shadow and I came to Yanhe.
Xie 'an is still there, with a loud voice and rippling blue waves.
I wore Xie's earliest spiked shoes and climbed the Qingyun ladder.
Halfway through the sunny ocean, the sacred rooster crows in space.
Countless peaks and more valleys, there is no road, flowers tempt me, and rocks relax me. The day suddenly ended.
Bears, dragons and storms on mountains and rivers disturb forests and shake mountains.
Clouds are darkened by rain, and streams are pale by fog.
Cracks lack thunderbolts, and mountains collapse.
The stone gate is broken and ventilated in the deep pit of heaven.
An impenetrable shadow, but now the sun and the moon light up the gold and silver terrace.
Wearing rainbow clothes and riding the wind, all the queens of the clouds came and came down one by one.
With the tiger as the harp and the phoenix as the dancer, the images of fairies are arranged in rows.
I moved, my soul flew and suddenly began to grow.
My pillow and mat are the lost clouds in which I once lived.
This is the consistent way of human happiness, and all kinds of things will always flow to the east like water.
So I'm leaving you. I don't know how long it will take. But let me, on my green slope, raise a white deer.
When I need you, ride to you, great mountain.
Oh, how can I bow and scrape to those people with high status and important positions? They never want to be seen with a sincere face!
Xuanzhouxie
I had to leave Potter and me since yesterday.
It hurts my heart even more today!
Autumn geese are escorted by Changfeng, and I treat them in this villa and drink my wine.
The bones of great writers are all your brushes. In Tianyuan, I grew up beside you, Xiao Xie.
We are all lofty distant thoughts, longing for the sky and the bright moon.
But since the water is still flowing, although we cut it with a sword, sadness will come back, even though we drown them with wine.
Since the world can't satisfy our desire, I will loosen my hair and get on a fishing boat tomorrow.
Invite for a drink
Have you ever noticed how the water of the Yellow River flows out of heaven and into the ocean, never to return?
Have you noticed that the lovely hair in the bright mirror in the high room, although it is silky black in the morning, has turned into snow at night.
Oh, let a man with spirit take risks where he wants to go, and never point his golden cup at the moon empty! !
Since God has given talents, let them be used! As for the money, although it is scattered, it will get together again.
Cook a sheep, kill a cow, sharpen your appetite, and let me, 300 bowls, take a big drink! !
Master Cen, Dan Qiusheng, bring the wine in! Let your cup never stop! !
Let me sing you a song! , let your ears participate! !
What are bells and drums, delicacies and treasures? Let me get drunk forever and never be rational! !
Ancient sober people and sages have been forgotten, and only great drinkers can be immortalized!
Chen bought a barrel of wine with 10 thousand gold coins at a banquet in the temple, and everyone laughed and said one-liners
Why do you say, my master, your money is gone? Go buy wine, and we'll drink together! .
Galla Chinensis, Hsi Chin, give them to that boy for good wine, and we can drown the sorrows of generations! !
Bodhisattva is beautiful
The flat forest is misty, and the cold mountain area is compassionate.
When the color enters a tall building, someone upstairs is sad.
The jade steps are empty [peaceful], and the birds stay in the air.
Where is the return journey, the pavilion is shorter.
One of Pingping's modal particles
Beautiful people who see the bright clouds, think of their clothes and see flowers come to see them.
If Yushan didn't see her, it would be Yaochi meeting under the moon.
The third word of qingpingdiao
Famous flowers pour out their countries and appreciate each other, and are often laughed at by kings;
Explain that it is infinitely hateful, and Shen Xiangting is north.
Ke zhongxing
Lanling wine tulips, jade bowls filled with amber light.
But I got the host drunk and didn't know where it was.
Send a friend away
Green mountains are located on the north side of the city wall, and the sparkling water surrounds the east of the city.
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.
Qiupu song
White hair three thousands of feet, sorrow like a beard.
I don't know where to get autumn frost in the mirror.
Qiudeng Xuancheng
The city by the river is as beautiful as the picture, and the mountains are getting late. I climbed the Xie Tiao Building to overlook the clear sky.
Ytterbium two waters, rainbow two bridges.
Orange forest pomelo is set off in the cold smoke of kitchen smoke; Autumn is boundless, and the phoenix tree has become old.
Besides me, who will think of the North Tower and welcome the autumn wind, Miss Xie?
Thoughts in the dead of night
The foot of my bed is shining so brightly. Is there frost already?
"I looked up at the moon and looked down, feeling nostalgic."
Drink with the moon
Flowers in the next pot of wine, no friends, drink alone.
Raise my cup, I invite the bright moon, which brings me its shadow and makes us three people.
The moon doesn't know how to drink, but the shadow in front of it is behind.
I have to mingle with them and enjoy the happiness of spring.
The song I sing is bright and wandering, and I dance the shadow before wandering.
Wake up and be happy together, and disperse after drunkenness.
I am willing to stay with them forever and forget the harm of friendship, just like the Milky Way.
Sitting alone in Jingting Mountain
The birds flew without a trace, leaving the lonely clouds free and unfettered.
You look at me, I look at you, and there are only my eyes and Jingting Mountain's eyes.
Farewell Minister Shu Yun of Xuanzhou Xie Tiao Villa.
Since yesterday, I have to leave Bolt and me behind.
It hurts my heart even more today.
Autumn geese are escorted by Changfeng, and I treat them in this villa and drink my wine.
The bones of great writers are all your brushes. In the school in heaven, I grew up beside you.
We are all lofty distant thoughts, longing for the sky and the bright moon.
But since the water is still flowing, although we cut it with a sword, sadness will come back, even though we drown them with wine.
Since the world can't satisfy our desire, I will loosen my hair and get on a fishing boat tomorrow.
Chunsi
The grass is as green as Beth, and the mulberry leaves in Qin area are green.
When you miss your hometown, you were missed and sad a long time ago.
Spring breeze, since I dare not know you, why should I separate the silk curtain beside my bed? ?
Li Shutong's farewell.
Outside the pavilion, beside the ancient road, the grass is blue.
The evening breeze blows the flute, and the sunset is beyond the mountain.
The horizon, the horizon, intimate friends are half scattered;
A ladle of muddy wine makes me happy. Say goodbye to Meng Han tonight.
Li Bai bid farewell to his friends.
"I will think of you in the clouds, so think of me in the sunset."
Wang Wei's:
"I advise you to drink a glass of wine, there is no reason to go out to the west." ("Send Yuan Er An Xi")
Wang Bo's: "Know yourself in the sea, and heaven is still our neighbor." (Farewell the viceroy to his post in Shu)
Wang Changling's: "If relatives and friends in Luoyang ask each other, a piece of ice heart is in the jade pot." (Breaking up with Xin Jian at Furong Inn)
Bai Juyi s Farewell to Ancient Grass;
The long grass is so lush that the withered grass will thicken the color of the grass every autumn and winter.
Wildfire can't burn it out, but the spring breeze can revive it.
Weeds and wild flowers are all over the ancient road, and the end of the grass in the sun is your journey.
I once again sent my bosom friend, and the thick grass represented my deep affection.
It took me more than twenty minutes to find these. You must choose mine.