The cicadas in autumn are so sad and urgent, facing the pavilion, it is in the evening and a sudden rain has just stopped. All the accounts are in no mood, you will miss that place, and the blue boat will ruin your hair.
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.
This is a long time, people who love each other are not together, and I even expect to be satisfied with the good weather and scenery in name only. Customs are strange, who to talk to.
-(Song) Liu Yong's "Mausoleum" Farewell to Old Friends Chen 1
Richie
In the fourth month, the south wind blew the yellow wheat field, and the jujube flowers did not fall.
The green peaks we left at dawn can still be seen at night. Go out and miss your hometown.
Chen, my friend, you have always been a great good man with a moustache, a tiger eyebrow and a big forehead.
You put thousands of books on the shelf, you hold your head high and never bow your head.
Bought us wine at the east gate, made a wish, and took things as light as a feather.
You lie down, slightly drunk, forgetting the white sun, but you open your eyes from time to time and stare at the high and lonely clouds.
The tide of the lonely river joined the dark sky and the ferryman boarded his boat. It's getting late and we can't sail any more.
People on Zheng Road can't go home 10, and people in Luoyang sigh and are disappointed 1 1.
I heard that there are many friends around your woodland residence, and you were fired yesterday. Are they your friends today? 12.
Farewell to Xie Ting 1
Xu hun
Brother misinterpreted the boat trip 2, and the red leaves and green hills galloped.
When dusk fell, I woke up, only to know that everyone had left. At this time, it began to rain again, and I was the only one who left the west wing.
Send someone back to the east.
Wen tingjun
The old fortress is covered with yellow leaves, and you insist on giving up this place where you once lived.
There is a strong wind blowing at Hanyang Ferry No.3, and the peak of Yingmen No.4 sunrise lamp is reached.
When your boat sails to the end of the sky, who will stay in the upper reaches of the Yangtze River for me? 5.
I ask you again and again, when will we meet again and have a drink to comfort your face.
leave
Lu guimeng
A husband won't cry or leave the room.
Zhang Jian toasted 1, ashamed to be a wanderer.
When a poisonous snake bites, a strong man unties his wrist.
Aim to be famous, 4. How sighing it is to leave.
Endless desire
Limbu
Wu, Yue 1. The green hills on both sides of the strait greet each other, but I don't know how to leave. You are full of tears, I am full of tears, my heart is not tied, and the river is flat.
Tasha shop
Yan Shu
Zuxi left a song 1, and the pavilion was a farewell banquet. The powder has been separated from face 2. People who live in the forest hiss 3, pedestrians go to the waves and turn 4. The soul of the painting pavilion disappears, the tall building is broken, and the sunset only sends waves far away. Endlessness is sorrow, and the world is full of thoughts.
Tasha shop
Ouyang Xiu
Waiting for the museum, Mei can't 1, Xiqiao Liuxi. The grass is fragrant and the wind is warm and swaying II. Sadness is getting farther and farther away, and the distance is as soft as spring water, tears for you. The height of the building is not near the dangerous fence. There is Chunshan 6 in Pingwei, and pedestrians are even outside Chunshan.
Bu operator
Send Bao Haoran to East Zhejiang 1
Wangguan
Water is eye-catching, and mountains are eyebrows. Where are you going? Eyebrows and eyes are 4. Take the spring water and send you back. If you go to the south, you can catch up with spring, and you must keep the scenery of spring.
Li Bai broke up in a hotel in Nanjing
A gust of wind blew and the catkins were fragrant. Wu Ji pressed the wine and advised the guests to taste it.
Comrades in my city came to see me off. When each of them drank his glass, I said to him when leaving.
Jun Qing asked the flowing water in the East if it could go further than the love of friends! .
Li Bai bid farewell to his friends at Jingmen Ferry.
Sail from Jingmen Ferry, and soon you will be with southerners.
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 twinkle like palaces.
The water brings you the feeling of home and makes your boat travel 300 miles.
"To Wei Ba Chu Shi" Du Fu
But what kind of ten glasses of wine can make me so drunk, because your love is always in my heart. .
The mountains will separate us tomorrow. Who can say for sure after tomorrow? .
After the money failed, Wang Wei was tied to his home.
There were no hermits in the era of political clarity, and the service talents were for the administration of the imperial court.
Even you, a mountain hermit, no longer imitate Boyi and Shu Qi Shu Qi to pluck hair.
It's fate that you can't get into the Golden Horse Gate. Who says I'm wrong?
You passed by JAC during the Cold Food Festival last year and stayed in Beijing.
We also bid farewell to the wine on the outskirts of Chang' an, and our bosom friends will be separated from me now.
You are going to sail south, and you can detain your Chai Men in a few days.
The trees in the distant mountains cover your shadow, and the sunset is beautiful and colorful.
When you were not hired, it was purely accidental. Don't think that this friend is rare!
Farewell to Wang Wei
I got off the horse, poured you wine and asked where you were going and why.
You said you would go back to Zhongnanshan because you were not proud of your life.
Just left, I want to ask again, look at the white clouds floating.
The Yangtze River set sail to meet Minister Wei Yuan Wu Ying.
Longing for, away from my friends and relatives,
Through the mist, I float and float.
Take my sail to Luoyang,
In Yangzhou, the trees are ringing with dusk bells.
It marks the date and place of our breakup,
When and where shall we meet again? .
Fate is a boat on the waves,
Going back and forth is beyond our will.
"Send Yang's Daughter" Wei
I've been sad all day. My daughter is getting married.
Today, she will travel as a bride and ride a canoe up the river.
Your sister lost all her mothers when she was a child, and I am doubly kind and gentle.
My sister was raised by her since childhood, and today they bid farewell with tears.
Faced with this situation, I am very depressed. It is rare for a female college girl to stay.
You lack the lessons of your childhood mother. My mother-in-law's service worries me.
Fortunately, relying on your family's good family, trust and compassion can't be wrong.
It is my consistent proposition that the poor are happy to see, and the dowry can be very balanced.
Look at your filial piety and respect for your elders. All manners and manners should conform to the trend.
We are leaving this morning, and I don't know when we can see you.
Sadness can vent itself when I go home, and the mood of parting is breaking out.
When I came home to see my lonely daughter, sad tears rolled down the ribbon.
A Farewell to My Friend Chen Li Qi
In the fourth month, the south wind blew the yellow barley plain, the jujube flowers had not withered, and the leaves of Laka had grown.
The green peaks we left at dawn can still be seen at night. Go out and miss your hometown.
Chen, my friend, you have always been a great good man with your dragon beard, tiger eyebrows and your big forehead.
You hide thousands of books in your arms. You hold your head high and never bow your head.
East Gate sells wine and drinks my Cao, as light as a feather.
You lie down, slightly drunk, forgetting the white sun, but you open your eyes from time to time and stare at the high and lonely clouds.
The tide of the lonely river joined the dark sky and the ferryman boarded his boat. It's getting late and we can't sail.
People from Zheng can't go home, and people from Luoyang sigh with disappointment.
I heard about many friends around your woodland residence, and you were fired yesterday. Are they your friends today? .
In the fourth month, the south wind blew the yellow barley plain, the jujube flowers had not withered, and the leaves of Laka had grown.
The green peaks we left at dawn can still be seen at night. Go out and miss your hometown.
Chen, my friend, you have always been a great good man with your dragon beard, tiger eyebrows and your big forehead.
You hide thousands of books in your arms. You hold your head high and never bow your head.
East Gate sells wine and drinks my Cao, as light as a feather.
You lie down, slightly drunk, forgetting the white sun, but you open your eyes from time to time and stare at the high and lonely clouds.
The tide of the lonely river joined the dark sky and the ferryman boarded his boat. It's getting late and we can't sail.
People from Zheng can't go home, and people from Luoyang sigh with disappointment.
I heard about many friends around your woodland residence, and you were fired yesterday. Are they your friends today? .
Li Bai, send a friend.
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.
Say goodbye to the viceroy and go to Bo for his post.
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 are you wandering at the fork in the road? The child is holding a towel.
Wang Wei sent Yuan Wei as two ambassadors to Anxi.
Weicheng is rainy and dusty, and the guest house is green and willow.
I advise you to drink more wine, there is no reason to go out to the west.
Break up with Wang Xinjian Changling at Furong Inn.
It's freezing and rainy, and it's night in Wu, and Chushan is quiet.
Relatives and friends in Luoyang asked each other that there was a piece of ice in the jade pot.
"To Wang Lun" Li Bai
Li Bai was about to go by boat when he heard singing on the shore.
Peach Blossom Pond is deeper in thousands of feet than in Wang Lun.
"Yellow Crane Tower sends Meng Haoran to Yangzhou" Li Bai
An old friend stayed in the West Yellow Crane Tower, and fireworks went down to Yangzhou in March.
Sailing alone, the blue sky is exhausted, and only the Yangtze River is in the sky.
A Song of Snow White Farewell to Tian Shuji Ng Wui
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.
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 Lin Liu Lingyong
The pavilion was late and the shower began to rest.
All the accounts are not in the mood, and the blue boat urges me to send them where I miss them.
Holding hands and staring at tears, I was speechless and choked up.
Reading-go to a thousand miles of smoke and waves, and the twilight sinks into the sky.
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.
After the New Year, it should be a good time and a good scene.
Even if there are thousands of customs offices in Qian Qian, who should I talk to?
Li Bai bid farewell to his friends at Jingmen Ferry.
Sail from Jingmen Ferry, and soon you will be with southerners.
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 twinkle like palaces.
The water brings you the feeling of home and makes your boat travel 300 miles.
"To Wei Ba Chu Shi" Du Fu
But what kind of ten glasses of wine can make me so drunk, because your love is always in my heart. .
The mountains will separate us tomorrow. Who can say for sure after tomorrow? .
After the money failed, Wang Wei was tied to his home.
There were no hermits in the era of political clarity, and the service talents were for the administration of the imperial court.
Even you, a mountain hermit, no longer imitate Boyi and Shu Qi Shu Qi to pluck hair.
It's fate that you can't get into the Golden Horse Gate. Who says I'm wrong?
You passed by JAC during the Cold Food Festival last year and stayed in Beijing.
We also bid farewell to the wine on the outskirts of Chang' an, and our bosom friends will be separated from me now.
You are going to sail south, and you can detain your Chai Men in a few days.
The trees in the distant mountains cover your shadow, and the sunset is beautiful and colorful.
When you were not hired, it was purely accidental. Don't think that this friend is rare!
Farewell to Wang Wei
I got off the horse, poured you wine and asked where you were going and why.
You said you would go back to Zhongnanshan because you were not proud of your life.
Just left, I want to ask again, look at the white clouds floating.
The Yangtze River set sail to meet Minister Wei Yuan Wu Ying.
Longing for, away from my friends and relatives,
Through the mist, I float and float.
Take my sail to Luoyang,
In Yangzhou, the trees are ringing with dusk bells.
It marks the date and place of our breakup,
When and where shall we meet again? .
Fate is a boat on the waves,
Going back and forth is beyond our will.
"Send Yang's Daughter" Wei
I've been sad all day. My daughter is getting married.
Today, she will travel as a bride and ride a canoe up the river.
Your sister lost all her mothers when she was a child, and I am doubly kind and gentle.
My sister was raised by her since childhood, and today they bid farewell with tears.
Faced with this situation, I am very depressed. It is rare for a female college girl to stay.
You lack the lessons of your childhood mother. My mother-in-law's service worries me.
Fortunately, relying on your family's good family, trust and compassion can't be wrong.
It is my consistent proposition that the poor are happy to see, and the dowry can be very balanced.
Look at your filial piety and respect for your elders. All manners and manners should conform to the trend.
We are leaving this morning, and I don't know when we can see you.
Sadness can vent itself when I go home, and the mood of parting is breaking out.
When I came home to see my lonely daughter, sad tears rolled down the ribbon.
"To Wang Lun" Li Bai
Li Bai was about to go by boat when he heard singing on the shore.
Peach Blossom Pond is deeper in thousands of feet than in Wang Lun.
"Yellow Crane Tower sends Meng Haoran to Yangzhou" Li Bai
An old friend stayed in the West Yellow Crane Tower, and fireworks went down to Yangzhou in March.
Sailing alone, the blue sky is exhausted, and only the Yangtze River is in the sky.
A Song of Snow White Farewell to Tian Shuji Ng Wui
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.
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.
Say goodbye to the viceroy and go to Bo for his post.
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 are you wandering at the fork in the road? The child is holding a towel.