Thousands of miles of yellow clouds and white sun, and the north wind blows wild geese and snow.
Don’t worry, you have no friends in the future. Who in the world doesn’t know you?
---One of Gao Shi’s "Two Poems of Farewell to Dong Da"
When the branches are drunk with wine, they are timid when they part ways.
How can you think about traveling freely when you can fulfill your ambitions?
Don’t dream of returning to Qingzhang, the nostalgia overflows the blue pond.
On the long road to Jiangsu and Zhejiang, you may encounter new knowledge.
---Tai Yuansheng·"Send Brother Shang to Zhejiang in Spring"
The city gate assists the Three Qin Dynasties, and the wind and smoke look forward to Wujin.
I want to say goodbye to you, both are eunuchs.
There are close friends in the sea, and they are like neighbors in the world.
Inaction is on the road, and the children are wet with towels.
---Wang Bo·"Sending Du Shaofu to Shuzhou"