Farewell to Xin Jian at Furong Tower
(Wang Changling)
Entering Wu at night with cold rain and heavy rain,
Send off guests from Chu Shangu in the bright morning .
Relatives and friends in Luoyang are like asking each other,
A heart of ice is in a jade pot.
The night rain is sent to the north
(Li Shangyin)
p>Your return has not yet been scheduled,
The rain in Bashan night floods the autumn pond.
Why should I cut off the candles from the west window and say nothing? When it rains at night in Bashan.
The old friend bids farewell to the Yellow Crane Tower in the west, and the fireworks descend to Yangzhou in March. Li Bai of the Tang Dynasty "Send off Meng Haoran from the Yellow Crane Tower to Guangling"
Send you off at the east gate of Luntai , leaving a place for horses to walk in the sky above the snow. (Cen Shen: "Bai Xuege Sends Magistrate Wu Back to the Capital")
Mo Chou has no friends in the road ahead, and no one in the world knows you. (Gao Shi: "Farewell Dong Da" 》)
The farewell to Nanpu is desolate, the west wind is blowing in the autumn. When you see it, your heart will break, so don’t look back.
Thousands of miles of yellow clouds in the daytime, the north wind blows the wild geese and snow. Don’t worry. There are no friends in the road ahead, and no one in the world knows who you are.
When a young man leaves home and his boss comes back, his local pronunciation remains unchanged and his hair on his temples fades away. ——Tang Dynasty. He Zhizhang's "Returning to Hometown"
The water in Peach Blossom Pond is a thousand feet deep, not as deep as Wang Lun's love for me. "To Wang Lun" by Li Bai of the Tang Dynasty
Looking at you, the water is vast, waving my hands and crying on my towel. The flying birds are nowhere, and the green mountains are empty to people. (Liu Changqing, "Liu Changqing" Farewell to the King on his Eleventh Journey to the South")
The morning rain in Weicheng is light and dusty, and the guest house is green and the willows are new. I urge you to drink another glass of wine and leave Yangguan in the west without any old friends. (Wang Wei: "Farewell Yuan Er" "Shi Anxi")
The Xunyang River sees off guests on the first night, and the maple leaves and flowers are rustling in autumn. ——Bai Juyi's "Pipa Tour"
Weeping towards each other in the sky, where is the wind and dust. (Lu Lun's "Farewell to Li Duan")
There are few passengers on the Yangliu Ferry, and Master Kou is rowing towards Linqi. Only lovesickness is like the spring scenery, sending you home from the south to the north of the Yangtze River.
The willows are green on the ground. The poplars are hanging down, and the poplars are flying in the sky. The wicker branches are broken and the flowers are flying away. I ask the passers-by if they are coming home.
I send off the king and grandson again, full of farewell love. (Li Bai: "Send Off a Friend"
A husband is not without tears and will not shed them during parting. ——Lu Guimeng's "Farewell"