A poem expressing the joy of reunion of old friends

Wei's Old Friends in Huaishang

We used to be friends on Jianghan, and every time we met, we were a little drunk, because we parted, drifted like clouds, flowed like water for ten years, and finally we were together again.

We talked and laughed, just like before, but now the hair on our heads is a little gray. Why not go back, face the autumn mountain and sail along the Huaihe River? .

Meng Haoran's Passing the Village for the Aged

Prepare chicken and rice for me, old friend. You entertain me on your farm. We look at the green trees around your village and the light blue in remote mountainous areas.

Let's open your window in the garden and field, and talk about mulberry and hemp with our cups in our hands. Wait until the holiday in the mountains, and I'll come back in the chrysanthemum season.

Li Bai's hot spring attendants returned to their hometown.

Emperor Gaozu Yang Yuan praised Hu Yu for returning from hunting. Ziyun visited his entourage and dedicated his talents to him.

Reward the fairy pen and serve the emperor. Every time you play the wise Lord, you will fly again.