Express farewell with poetry

Notes for friends in the north on a rainy night (Tang Dynasty) Li Shangyin asked about the untimely return date, and the rain rose in the autumn pool at night. When * * * cut the candle at the west window, but talk about the rain at night. Tianjingsha, Ma Zhiyuan, Qiu Si, withered vines and old trees, small bridges and flowing water, old roads and thin horses. When the sun sets, heartbroken people are at the end of the world. Fan Zhongyan has blue sky and yellow leaves. The autumn wind is full of waves, and the waves are cold and smoky. The mountain reflects the sun and the sky meets the water. The grass is ruthless, and the sunset is even more outside. Dark homesickness, thoughts of chasing travel. Every night unless, sweet dreams make people unable to sleep. The bright moon building is high and lonely. Wine becomes sorrow, acacia becomes tears. Goodbye 1. We said goodbye sadly, and our two officials went in opposite directions. After all, the world is just a small place. (Farewell the viceroy to his post in Shu) II. Oh, my friend's prince, you left again, and I heard them sigh behind you. (Li Bai: "Send a friend" 3. 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 Twenty Shi An Xi") 5. Cold rain at night Wu, Fujian in Chushan. (Wang Changling: Farewell to Xin Jian at Furong Inn) 6. Mochow has no confidant in the road ahead, and everyone knows a gentleman. (Gao Shi: "Not Big") 7. Thousands of feet in Taohuatan is not as good as Wang Lun's. (Li Bai: To Wang Lun) 8. Lonely sails are 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 wheel tower door, leaving only hoofprint behind him. (Cen Can: Farewell to Tian Shuji Wu's Home in a Song of Snow) 10. Outside Changting, beside the ancient road, the grass 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. (Farewell) The Peach Blossom Pond is deeper than thousands of feet, not as deep as Wang Lun's Farewell to Du DuDu, which is separated by the wall of Sanqin and the fog of five rivers. We said goodbye sadly, and our two officials went in opposite directions. After all, the world is just a small place. Why are you wandering at the fork in the road? The child is holding a towel. Gift for Wang Lun Li Bai was about to go by boat when he suddenly heard singing on the shore. Even if the Peach Blossom Pond is deep, it is not as deep as Wang Lun's sending away my love. Youth Travel Service (sent last year) Su Shi sent it last year, and it snowed outside Hangzhou. At the end of spring this year, flowers are blooming like snow, and my home is still not seen. Invite the bright moon to the wine curtain, and the wind will penetrate the screen window. Just as Heng E pitied Shuang Yan, he shone clearly and painted a tilted picture. "Yulinling" Liu Yong was heartbroken and sad, and Changting was late at night, and the shower began to rest. All the doors are full of emotions, nostalgia is released, and the blue boat is ruined. Holding hands and looking at each other, tears swirled in my eyes until there were no words at last, and a thousand words stuck in my throat and I couldn't say it. I miss thousands of miles of smoke and waves and sink into the sky at dusk. Since ancient times, feelings of sadness and parting are even more worthy of being left out in the cold. Where did you wake up tonight? Yang Liuan and Xiaofeng are dying. After the new year, it should be a good time and a good scene. Who should I tell? "I think of my brothers in Shandong on vacation in the mountains" Wang Wei is in a foreign land and misses his family more on holidays. When I think of my brothers' bodies climbing high, I will feel a little regret for not being able to reach me. Li Yu's Qing Ping Le: "If you hate like spring grass, you can go further and live better". Li Bai's "Yellow Crane Tower Farewell to Meng Haoran on the way to Yangzhou" "The lonely sail is far away from the sky, but the Yangtze River flows in the sky." Wang Wei's "Send Shen Zifu to Jiangdong" "Liudaokou has few guests, and the teacher paddles to the door. Only acacia is like spring scenery, and Jiangnan Jiangbei will send you home. " Health inspector Niu Xiji wants to collect cigarettes from Chunshan. The sky is grey and the stars are sparse, and the face of the waning moon is bright. Don't cry. Talk a lot, and feelings are not over. Looking back, I still want to say: Remember the green silk skirt? There is grass everywhere. Since we know each other, why do we have to be blind? -Han Yuefu Folk Songs > Husband yearns for the four seas, and Wan Li is still close to the neighbors-Three Kingdoms. Cao Weizhi > However, China holds our friendship, and heaven is still our neighbor-Tang Wangbo > knows far and near, but Wan Li is still a neighbor-Tang Zhang Jiuling > Young people learn new things, but they miss old friends when they die-Tang Hanyu > the literature of making friends, the virtue of becoming neighbors-Tang Zuyong > we are all unhappy-to the end of the sky, we are satisfied. We understand. What is the relationship between acquaintances? -Tang Bai Juyi > Make friends at the end of life, not for ups and downs. -Don Helan Jin Ming > There are no young people and old people in life, so why should we get along first? -Tang Du Fu > Painting friends need to be indifferent, mountains like paper don't like peace-Qing Weng Zhao > If we don't see each other for a day, like Xi-> we say goodbye, and the two of us parted ways as officials. After all, the world is just a small place. (Farewell Du to his post in Shu) Your friend, you go again, sighing. (Li Bai: "Farewell to Friends" The grass turns green again in spring, but ah, what about you, my friend Prince? ? (Bai Juyi: "Farewell to Ancient Grass") 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 20 An") Cold rain enters Wu at night, and the guests are sent to Chushan alone. (Wang Changling: "Parting Xin Jian at Furong Inn") Mochow has no confidant in the road ahead, and everyone knows you. (Gao Shi: "Don't be big") Peach Blossom Lake is three thousands of feet, not as good as Wang Lun. (Li Bai: To Wang Lun) The solitary sail is far away from the sky, and only the Yangtze River flows in the sky. (Li Bai: seeing Meng Haoran off on the way to Yangzhou) We watched him go east from Lunta Gate, leaving only footprints. ("Bai Xuege Farewell to Tian Shuji Wu's Home") By the ancient road outside the pavilion, 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: Farewell) A Farewell (Modern Poetry) May 2, 20071Source: Netease Liu doesn't know who she wants to talk to. She touched a piece of paper and a pen for a long time, but did not write a word. She went out as soon as she had her hair cut. It's a long way. She looked up at the cloudless sky and looked down at the earth under her feet. She ignored my existence and the house behind her. She doesn't seem to miss the sunshine at all. She jumped into a car and shut out the sunny world. I want to look at her through the window. The scenes came to a serious and persistent end. Tonight, I went home alone and looked at the white paper and pen on the table. I just want to light a lamp, but I can't find a bright match in the empty room. There is no need to say goodbye, whether it is right or wrong, whether it is hate or love. More important than the need of two hearts, how can tenderness and secrets be lacking? If the frenzy is pain or love, there is no need to publish it. I am willing to do it for you. I don't want to hear rumors in my dreams. From then on, I knew that this relationship would not be lacking. The more romantic, the better. I can't bear to see you walk with your back to me for a while. Please don't miss you so much. I'm too sad to say goodbye.