Poetry about friends drifting 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.

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.

Yulinling

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Pear blossoms are fragrant and heartbroken.

A thousand glasses of wine, think about it.

Everything in the world is impermanent.

Laugh at the vicissitudes of life for love.

Tears will melt the cold windows.

There are ups and downs, gains and losses.

A pear flower poem hurts parting.