A poem about never leaving 1. A poem about never leaving.
I haven't seen you in the winding mountain road, leaving only a row of horseshoe prints.
Even if the Peach Blossom Pond is deep, it is not as deep as Wang Lun's sending away my love.
Willow green blows the ground, and the flowers are long and sultry.
The wicker broke and the flowers flew away. I wonder if pedestrians will come back.
After all, the world is just a small place.
If you don't do anything wrong, the child will get wet with towels.
You and I went all the way to the green hills in the rain, at the top of the moon in both places?
The cold rain entered Wu day and night, and it was lonely to see Fujian.
Friends, if my friends in Luoyang invite me; Just say I'm still Bing Xin Okho, and stick to my faith!
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.
Old friends frequently waved to me, bid farewell to the Yellow Crane Tower, and traveled to Yangzhou in this beautiful spring filled with catkins and flowers.
My friend's sail shadow faded away and disappeared at the end of the blue sky, only seeing the first line of the Yangtze River and heading for the distant horizon.
Here we say goodbye to each other, and you, like losing your father, are floating in the wind and traveling far away.
A gentleman is poor, who wants to meet today without paying for drinks?
I haven't seen you in the winding mountain road, leaving only a row of horseshoe prints.
Send Yan Shiyuan.
Liu Changqing
The spring breeze leans against the green city, and the water town is cold, cloudy and sunny in spring.
Drizzle wet clothes can't be seen, idle flowers fall to the ground and listen to silence.
Sailing alone on the sunset river, the grass is green in Wan Li, Hunan.
If we meet, we will be mistaken for Confucian scholars.
Send it to Li Duan.
Lulun
My hometown is full of hay, and my friends are really not sad.
The way you walked into the sky, when I saw the snow falling at dusk, I came back again.
When I was young, my father and I traveled abroad, and I had no time to meet you in many difficulties and hardships.
We cry, we say nothing. What can I wish for you in this cold world? ?
Send Dr. Yan from Guizhou
Han Yu
The lush and prosperous land of Bagui is here, in southern Hunan.
The river floats and the mountain is like a jade hairpin.
Every household digs out bluebird feathers, and every household grows its own Huang Gan.
Far more than immortality, you don't need to climb to immortality by flying Luan as a mount.
Xie Ting said goodbye.
Xu hun
Brother misinterpreted the boat trip, and all the red leaves and green hills were rushing.
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
And the yellow leaves, those with yellow leaves, fall in the abandoned camp, and you bid farewell to Gusai.
The rustling autumn wind will take you to Hanyang Ferry, and the first sunrise will meet you in Yingshan.
Several friends and relatives in Jiangdong are waiting for your boat to return from the horizon.
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.
Toast with a stick and sword is a shame to be a wanderer.
A poisonous snake stings, but a strong man relieves his wrist.
Aim for fame, and you can't sigh when you leave.
Send the Japanese monk Jinglong back.
Wei Zhuang
Fusang is already in Xiaosuo, and his home is in Fusang East.
Who will come here with the teacher? A boat full of bright moon and sails.
Endless desire
Limbu
Wu, Yue. 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.
A bell ringing in the rain
Liu Yong
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 doors are empty, the party is nostalgic, and the blue boat is urging.
Holding hands and staring at tears, I was speechless.
Missing thousands of miles of smoke and waves, the evening is heavy.
Since ancient times, feelings of sadness and parting are even more worthy of being left out in the cold.
Where did you wake up from drinking tonight? There is a breeze on the bank of willow.
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.
The above is taken from Baidu netizens, thank you.
2. What poems describe "unwilling to leave"
Tear down the phoenix, divide the warbler and swallow, and leave the green wood. Weakness hurts the skin and pink lips are lazy. Author of "China Butterfly Paintings Pavilion Xiao"
The sacred silence conveys a message, but the difference is ignorance. Interest is empty, whose name is it? The second song of Five Poems of Gong Xunyuan was written by Liu Zongyuan.
Heroic and bright, the immortal material is outstanding, and it is difficult to divide the soil. Qiu Chuji, a poet in the Song Dynasty, wrote "Pear Poems in Xu Ling Palace: No Vulgarity".
My friend's sail shadow faded away and disappeared at the end of the blue sky, only seeing the first line of the Yangtze River and heading for the distant horizon. The Yellow Crane Tower sends Meng Haoran to Yangzhou Don Li Bai
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. Even if it is full of emotions, who can enjoy it together? : "Yu Linling" Song Liu Yong
Peach Blossom Pond and thousands of feet are not as good as Wang Lun's. To Wang Lun Tang Libai
Horizon, a corner of the sea, intimate friends are half scattered. A ladle of turbid wine makes me happy. Say goodbye to Meng Han tonight. Say goodbye to Li Shutong.
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, send a friend.
A willow tree in the spring breeze presents a green color along the royal river bank. It's not so convenient to have a rest recently. It should be because there are too many people. Farewell to Wang Zhihuan in Tang Dynasty
I once again sent my bosom friend, and the thick grass represented my deep affection. Bai Juyi's Farewell to Fude Guyuan Grass
I went out with a big smile. How can I be a person who has lived in the wild for a long time? Li Bai, Nanling children don't go to Beijing
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. Yu Lin Liu Lingyong
I have been away from my hometown for many years, and I have been half-dead recently. The Book of Two Hometowns Written by He in Tang Dynasty
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3. Poems about parting
Farewell to my brother, a seven-year-old girl, bid farewell to Lu and left the gazebo in the first day of junior high school. This poem expresses the attachment of the little author when he bid farewell to his brother.
Brother is on the road, the sky is gray at the beginning of autumn clouds; Around the road pavilion, leaves fall in succession and the atmosphere is bleak. Sadly, people can't fly far together like geese, but at this time our brother and sister can't go far together.
The atmosphere of scenery writing in the poem corresponds to the mood of parting. Brother and sister can't bear to be separated, which is natural and sincere in the contrast between Dayan and Qi Fei. Li Bai bid farewell to his friends. There is a line of green hills in the north of the city, and white waves bend in the east of the city. Here you will leave me, like a loose aquatic plant floating for hundreds of miles. I will think of you in the clouds, so I think of me in the sunset. We waved goodbye. My horses neighed repeatedly, green mountains crossed the north of the outer city, and quiet white water flowed around the east of the city.
When we leave here, it is like a loose grass fluttering in the wind, and Wan Li travels far. You are like a cloud in the sky, and I am reluctant to part with you like a sunset.
We waved goodbye at once, and the horse didn't want to part, so he couldn't help whistling. This poem is like an oil painting. The beauty of human feelings and the beauty of nature are intertwined and lifelike.
The poem is open-minded, optimistic and affectionate. Not too high, suitable for a thousand miles in Huang Yun. The north wind blows geese and snow during the day. Don't worry about the road ahead. No one in the world knows that countries are thousands of miles away. Clouds all over the sky make the sky look dim, the north wind blows, and geese fly south in the scattered snowflakes.
Don't worry about having no intimate friends ahead. Who doesn't know you in the world? The northern scenery written in the first two sentences set off the poet's frustration when he bid farewell to Neusoft University, while the last two sentences comforted and encouraged his friends and were impassioned, which were heartfelt and touching farewell poems. Xiao said goodbye. Yan dan doesn't send a strong man's crown. In the past, the water was not as cold as it is today. Jing Ke bid farewell to Yan Taizi Dan and went to the State of Qin to assassinate the King of Qin. When he left, the strong man was impassioned and angry.
Today, the ancient brave people are long gone, but the water here is still as cold as it was then. This poem is different from ordinary farewell poems. The poet's yearning for the ancient brave seems to inspire his friends to learn from Jing Ke and do something.
Farewell to Du Mu is always heartless, but I feel that I can't laugh in front of the bottle, but I still have to say goodbye to others and cry until dawn. Obviously, it is affectionate, and I always find it difficult to express my inner feelings, and I feel heartless. Don't try to smile at the party, but you can't.
The candles at the party seemed to understand our parting and shed tears for us until dawn. The poet expressed his affection and sincerity when he left his friends.
On the way to see Meng Haoran off to Yangzhou, an old friend of Li Bai left the Yellow Crane Tower for the west. Fireworks are set off in Yangzhou in March, and the sky is blue. Only the Yangtze River flows in the sky. Li Bai sincerely admires Meng Haoran. The first is to admire his character.
This can be proved by a letter to Meng Haoran: master, I cheer you from the heart, your reputation has risen to the sky, and you gave up the importance of hats and chariots in your rosy youth, and you chose pine trees and clouds; Now, white-haired, intoxicated with the moon, the sage of dreams, bewitched by flowers, you turn a deaf ear to the emperor, the mountain, how I long to reach you, and some people admire Meng Haoran's poetic art, Meng Zuo's "Wandering, Thinking, Returning to Wang Baiyun's Back": When I got home from the valley, I was already looking back at the mountain road, but I saw cattle and sheep and woodcutter lost in the dark, the vegetation was cold, and the door was still open. I am waiting for my husband to write about himself and see the mountain road. What I saw and heard floated in front of my eyes and ears, and waves of various emotions surged in my heart just to convey my concern for that outdated friend.
That stupid watch looks like it at present. Li Bai's two sentences, "A solitary sail crosses the blue sky to the end, and only the Yangtze River flows in the sky", are excellent report performances using this technique flexibly.
As for the first two sentences, "Yellow Crane Tower" in the western language and "Yangzhou" in the eastern language all use "anthomaniac, you turn a deaf ear to the emperor" smartly. As the object, Meng Haoran's spirit is vividly on the paper, and the affection of "worshipping pure fragrance" is also vividly on the paper. This poem is very different from Xi on the Twenty Shores of Yuan Dynasty: it has no generality and can only be given to Meng Haoran.
A brief but happy encounter with my brother-in-law "All shall be well, jack shall have Jill" Yi Lee grew up and met again after ten years of torn and tired years. The first time I heard your name, I thought you were a stranger, and then I heard your name. I remember everything that happened on your young face and the tide. We have told you and told you until tomorrow evening when you travel to Yueyang and leave for autumn. One peak after another between us. The original situation is this: Li Yi and his cousin met on the trip, and they only know each other's names. This is a great surprise. But if you write in this order, the surge of poetry will be covered by mediocre narrative.
The poet put before him "Let's meet again when we grow up after these ten torn and boring years", which shows how deeply he was touched and can also arouse readers' sympathy for the sufferings of life. The sentence "ask surname" is very subtle: I was "surprised" at first sight, but I already had a guess in my mind, so I went to "ask" the other person's name-if we regard this couplet as an intertextuality, the scene of "asking Taiwan Province for help" at that time would be like this.
And when the other person says his name, he can't help looking at his cousin and bringing back a string of memories. Later, we talked for a long time and had a strong family relationship. Time flies, and there will be less and less. Readers will fill them with their own life experiences, surprise them and sigh them.
However, before the joy was fully publicized, the poet's heart was already tortured by the next day's departure. He thought he would be alone on Baling Road in the future. After walking through mountain after mountain, he was very depressed.
I bid farewell to Shu Bo across the wall of Sanqin, looking at Wujin in the distance, saying goodbye to each other, two officials who have been working day and night. However, China has our friendship, and Heaven has our neighbors. Why do you want to wander at the fork in the road? The literati class in the Tang Dynasty actually realized the highest value of life by being able to "be a teacher for the monarch". Therefore, even if they are officials, they will be Beijing officials, and they will feel lost outside.
Both the giver and the receiver in this poem have this "love complex for Beijing", so they are reluctant to go to Chang 'an and are sent to other places. Looking at the direction they are going to work, they feel particularly ethereal. The giver comforted the giver, especially pointing out that "we two officials are on the right track" and waiting for our own fate.
Since we share the same fate, we can share any sorrow. However, after all, the scholars in the early Tang Dynasty had an optimistic background, so they could quickly shake off their sad mood and shout out the grandiose words of "However, China holds our friendship, and heaven is still our neighbor".
We seem to see him wave his hand firmly and cut off all the troubles in front of us. This poem is the most standard.
One or two sentences leave the farewell place, three or four convey the sadness of parting, five or six sentences get rid of sadness and turn to optimism, and seven or eight sentences should be linked to "going the wrong way" first, and then to "the child touches the towel".
4. Describe a poem you don't want to leave.
1. My son is generous, loves him, holds his hand, and grows old with him. -The Book of Songs Zheng Feng
2. We hope to fly in heaven, two birds become one and grow on the earth, two branches of a tree ...-Bai Juyi's Song of Eternal Sorrow.
3. The monarch is a rock and the concubine is a reed. Puwei is as tough as silk, and the rocks are not transferred. -"Peacocks Fly Southeast"
I just hope your heart is the same as mine, and don't miss it. -Li Chi Ngai's operator, I live at the head of the Yangtze River.
When there is poverty in the corner of the world, there is only endless acacia. -Yan Shu "Lou Yu Chunchun Hate"
6. The crowd searched for him for thousands of Baidu, and suddenly looking back, the man was there, and the lights were dim. -Xin Qiji's Jade Case Yuan Xi
7. I don't regret that the longer and wider the belt is, it makes people haggard for Iraq. -Liu Yong's "The Recent Flowers"
5. Don't write poems of parting quotations.
Warning words: pass by, pass by, don't miss it.
There are many places,
We leave,
Missed the beautiful scenery!
There are many things,
We forgot,
Missed the wealth of life!
There are many friends,
We split up,
Missed the warm friendship!
Pass by, pass by, don't miss it!
Famous saying:
There is no trace of birds in the sky, but I have flown.
It is not the hammer, but the singing and dancing of water that makes the pebbles perfect.
Those who left me yesterday can't stay, and those who disturb my heart today are more concerned.
Look at the flowers in front of the court and live up to your mission; Looking up at the sky, there are clouds and clouds, and there is no meaning of staying or staying.
6. Poems about parting
Send a friend away
Lipper
There is a blue mountain line north of the Great Wall.
To the east of the city is a white waterline.
Here you must leave me and drift away,
Like loose grass hundreds of miles away.
I will think of you in the clouds,
So think of me in the sunset.
We waved goodbye,
My horse brays again and again.
Biedongda
Gaoshi
A thousand miles away in Huang Yun,
The north wind blows goose feathers and heavy snow one after another.
Mochow has no bosom friend in the future,
Everyone in the world doesn't know you!
Yishui goodbye
Luo
Not in yan dan,
The strong crown.
In the past, people were gone,
The water is still cold today.
Give a gift to a friend
Du Mu
Affectionate but always ruthless,
But don't laugh before you die.
Candle has a heart, say goodbye,
Cry for others until dawn.
Yellow Crane Tower —— Meng Haoran's farewell on his way to Yangzhou
li po
The old friend said that the fireworks of the West Yellow Crane Tower will go to Yangzhou in March.
Lonely sails, distant shadows, blue sky, only the Yangtze River flows in the sky.
Du Shaofu was appointed as Shuchuan.
Bo Wang
Through this wall around the third district of Qin, it is the expected Wujin.
Our two officials ran counter to each other, and we said goodbye sadly.
Distant friends bring distant land closer.
Why are you wandering at the fork in the road? The child is holding a towel.
When sending Yuan Er to Anxi
Wang Wei
Weicheng is rainy and dusty, and the guest house is green and willow.
I advise you to drink one more glass of wine and go out for no reason.
Farewell Xin Jian at the Lotus Pavilion
Wang Changling
Cold rain enters the river at night, and enters Wu to see the lonely mountain of Fujian and Chu.
Friends and relatives in Luoyang are like asking each other a piece of ice heart in a jade pot.
7. Are there any sad sentences about parting (without poetry)?
A restaurant in Nanjing is leaving: Li Baifeng blows willow flowers all over the store, and Wu Ji drinks to persuade guests to taste.
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! .
Say goodbye to your friend, Li Bai, at Jingmen Ferry, and sail from Jingmen Ferry. Soon you will be with people in the south. 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.
Give Chu Shi Du Fu eight guards, but ten cups can make me drunk, because I always have your love in my heart? . The mountains will separate us tomorrow. Who can say for sure after tomorrow? .
After Qian Jiashu fell out of the list, Wang Wei arrived. There should be no hermits in Anle Township, and wise people should discuss it together. 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, Wang Wei. I got off the horse and gave you a toast. I 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 sailed to Yuan and Wei, ministers, and drifted away from relatives and friends in the fog.
After sculling to Luoyang, the shadow of Xiao Zhong is still far around Guangling tree. Mark the date and place of our parting, and when and where shall we meet again? .
The human world is like a boat on the waves. Can the flow direction of the river be controlled by itself? Dear daughter, my heart is heavy all day, Wei, because you still have a long way to go.
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. Farewell, my friends Chen and Li Jie, in the fourth month, the south wind blew the yellow barley plain, and the jujube flowers had not withered, and the leaves of Laka were long.
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 flat, drunk and forget the white sun, but you open your eyes from time to time and stare at the high 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 that there are 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 flat, drunk and forget the white sun, but you open your eyes from time to time and stare at the high 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 that there are many friends around your woodland residence, and you were fired yesterday. Are they your friends today? . Farewell to a friend, Li Bai, with blue mountains in the north and white water in the east.
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. "Farewell to Du DuDu's appointment in Shu" Wang Bocheng's three Qin Dynasties, separated by a layer of fog, made the five rivers one and we said goodbye. We two officials ran counter to each other. However, China has our friendship, and the sky is our neighbor. Why do you wander at the fork in the road? Their children * * * stained the towel "Send Yuan Er's Anxi". It was raining in the morning, and the hotel was. I advise you to make a glass of wine, there is no reason to go out to the west. "Lotus Inn and Xin Qiji Parting" Wang Changling entered Wu on a cold rainy night. A piece of ice heart is in the jade pot. "To Wang Lun" Li Bai was about to take a boat when he heard singing on the shore. Peach Blossom Pond is deeper than thousands of feet, not as deep as Wang Lun. "Yellow Crane Tower Farewell to Meng Haoran on the way to Yangzhou" Li Bai's old friend stayed in the Yellow Crane Tower in the west, and fireworks went down to Yangzhou in March. Lonely sails are far away, and only the Yangtze River flows in the sky. "Bai Xuege Farewell to Wu Gui" The north wind turns white grass, and eight In the snow crosses Tatar Day, like the spring breeze comes at night, and ten thousand trees blossom. The fur coat felt cold, the cotton pad was thin, the bow became stiff and could hardly be pulled out, the metal of armor condensed on the man, the sand sea deepened the unfathomable ice and the gloomy clouds in Wan Li, but we drank to our guest who came home from the camp and played savage flute, guitar and harp for him until dusk, when the snow shattered our tent, the red flag in the wind could not be turned over. When I saw you off at the east gate of Luntai, the mountain road was covered with snow. When the mountain road turned around, I couldn't see you, leaving a trail in the snow. "Yulinling" Liu Yong is cold, the pavilion is late, and the shower begins to rest. Everyone is in a daze, nostalgic place, Lanzhou urged. I have nothing to say. I miss-I went to smoke thousands of miles and sank into Chutiankuo at dusk. Affectionate has hurt me since ancient times, and it is even more worthy of being left out in the clear autumn festival. Where do I wake up from tonight's wine, Yang Liuan, the evening breeze and the waning moon? After the New Year, it should be a good time to exist in name only. Who should I talk to, even if there are many kinds of amorous feelings? Say goodbye to your friend, Li Bai, at Jingmen Ferry, and sail from Jingmen Ferry. Soon you will be with people in the south.
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. Give Chu Shi Du Fu eight guards, but ten cups can make me drunk, because I always have your love in my heart? .
The mountains will separate us tomorrow. Who can say for sure after tomorrow? . After Qian Jiashu fell out of the list, Wang Wei arrived. There should be no hermits in Anle Township, and wise people should discuss it together.
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, Wang Wei. I got off the horse and gave you a toast. I 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 sailed to Yuan and Wei, ministers, and drifted away from relatives and friends in the fog. After sculling to Luoyang, the shadow of Xiao Zhong is still far around Guangling tree.
Mark the date and place of our parting, and when and where shall we meet again? . The human world is like a boat on the waves. Can the flow direction of the river be controlled by itself?
Dear daughter, my heart is heavy all day, Wei, because you still have a long way to go. 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 was about to leave by boat when he suddenly heard singing on the shore. Peach Blossom Pond is deeper than thousands of feet, not as deep as Wang Lunshen. "Yellow Crane Tower Farewell Meng Haoran to Yangzhou" Li Bai's old friend left the Yellow Crane Tower and fireworks went down to Yangzhou in March. Sailing alone, the blue sky is Wan Li, only the Yangtze River flows. "Bai Xuege Farewell to Tian Wu Gui" The north wind rolled white grass, and the eight In the snow days were like spring breeze. When they came up overnight, all the trees blossomed. They scattered into the bead curtain and wet the curtain.
8. Poems describing parting.
1, apes and crows scattered at the end of the river, and people hurt themselves. -Liu Changqing in the Tang Dynasty "Farewell to Pei Langzhong Jizhou"
At dusk, the ape was squeal and the guests by the river had dispersed. The river is rolling and boundless, and I feel more sad and sad alone.
2. Entering Jiangwu on a cold rainy night, seeing guests off in solitude. —— Wang Changling's "The Separation of Furong Inn and Xin Qiji" in the Tang Dynasty
The misty rain spread all over Wudi River overnight; Seeing you off in the morning, I feel lonely and sad for Chushan!
3. Peach Blossom Lake is deeper in thousands of feet than in Wang Lun. -Li Bai's "Gift to Wang Lun" in Tang Dynasty
Look at Taohuatan. Even though there is a gap between thousands of feet and China, how can I thank Wang Lun?
Facing the mist on the water, I still waved my hand and cried. -On Watching Wang Nangui by Liu Changqing in the Tang Dynasty
Watch your ship sail to the boundless sea of clouds, say goodbye with tears, and frequently put on a shawl.
5, the old friend resigned from the West Yellow Crane Tower, and fireworks went down to Yangzhou in March. -Li Bai's Yellow Crane Tower in the Tang Dynasty bid farewell to Meng Haoran on the way to Yangzhou.
Old friends frequently waved to me, bid farewell to the Yellow Crane Tower, and traveled to Yangzhou on this catkin-like, flowery March spring day.
6. I advise you to drink a glass of wine and go out of Yangguan for no reason. -Tang Wang Wei's "Wei Cheng Qu/When Yuan Er was sent to Anxi"
Sincerely advise friends to have another glass of wine. It's hard to meet old relatives when you go west from Yangguan.