Ancient poems describing everlasting friendship

1. We know each other all over the world, and how many people can know each other well. ——Feng Menglong

2. We are brothers all over the world, who is the traveler? Chinese. "Four Farewell Poems" by Anonymous

3. We are both fallen people in the world, so why should we have known each other before meeting. ——Bai Juyi

4. The three thousand feet of Peach Blossom Pond is not as good as Wang Lun’s love for me. (Li Bai: "Gift to Wang Lun")

5. Don’t worry, there will be no friends in the future. No one in the world will know you. (Gao Shi: "Farewell to Dong Da")

6. I advise you to drink another glass of wine and leave Yangguan in the west without any old friends. (Wang Wei: "Send Yuan Er Envoy to Anxi")

7. There are close friends in the sea, and they are like neighbors in the world. Wang Bo's "Du Shaofu's Appointment in Shuzhou"

8. See the autumn grass at sunset, and meet old friends in your old age. ——Li Duan's "Happy Meeting with Sikong Civilization on the River"

9. There are no travelers on the ancient road, but you can only see you in the cold mountains. ——Liu Changqing's "Visit of the Emperor's Imperial Palace in Bijian Villa"

10. A young man enjoys new knowledge and misses his old friends in his twilight years. ——Han Yu

11. The liver and gallbladder are one ancient sword, and the waves are two duckweeds. ——Han Yu

12. When I have ten days of leisure, I have a lot of winning friends; ——Wang Bo's "Farewell Preface to Tengwang Pavilion in Hongfu in Autumn"

13. The shadow of the solitary sail in the distance is gone in the blue sky, and only the Yangtze River can be seen flowing in the sky. (Li Bai: "Send Meng Haoran to Guangling")

14. If you have nothing in the south of the Yangtze River, just give me a spring branch. ——Lu Kai's "Gift to Fan Ye"

15. The birds in Chaimen are noisy, and returning guests have arrived thousands of miles away. ——Du Fu's "Three Poems on Qiang Village"

16. There are thousands of fair-weather brothers, but no one is in trouble. ——Feng Menglong

17. Making friends depends on acquaintance, why should flesh and blood be intimate? "Konghou Ballad" by Han Yuefu

18. Traveling thousands of miles away, I meet friends on the middle road. Without saying anything, my heart is drunk and I won't take another glass of wine.

19. There is no old or young person in a life-long friendship. When talking about friendship, one must first be in tune with each other. ——Du Fu's "Returning on Foot"

20. Use your writing to make friends, and only your virtue to call yourself a neighbor. —Tang. Zu Yong "Qingming Banquet, Si Xun Liu Langzhong's Farewell Industry"

21. There are many wild geese in the sky, and there are enough carps in the pond. I have seen each other for half a hundred years, but I have not sent a single line of writing. ——Du Fu's "Reports to Zhan on the Thirty-Fifth Year of High School"

22. We can't meet each other, but we will remember each other again. ——Bai Juyi's "Two Poems of Injuring Tang Qu"

23. A gentleman avoids sexual relations, and choosing friends is like seeking a teacher. Jia Dao's "Send Off Shen Xiucai on His Return to the East"

24. Friendships are always made in life, and should not be separated by ups and downs. ——Helan Jinming's "Five Poems on a Difficult Journey"

25. To make friends with people in the world, gold is needed. Without more gold, friendship will not be deep. ——Zhang Wei's "Inscription on the Master of the Wall in Chang'an"

26. I didn't ask until after it had passed. I saw that we were old friends. ——Wu Weiye, "Meeting Old Friends"

27. Have fun today, but don't forget each other after we say goodbye. ——Cao Zhi's "Song of Resentment"

28. The response must be echoed with the same voice, and the Tao must be followed to the same kind. "Ode to Fireflies" by King Luo Bin

29. Thinking about ten years in one night, some people are strong and some are weak. ——Yuan Zhen's "Twelve Quatrains of Returning to the West"

.30. When the cold rain comes across the river at night, I enter Wu, and I see off my guest Chu Shangu in the morning.

(Wang Changling: "Farewell to Xin Jian at Furong Tower")