Li Bai was just about to leave when he heard a farewell song from the shore. Even if the Peach Blossom Pond is deep, it is not as deep as Wang Lun's sending away my love.
Li Bai's 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 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.
Li Bai's "I heard that Wang Changling left and moved to Longbiao kiln to send this"
After the easy autumn, cuckoo clock, I heard you pass five streams. My heart is full of sorrow, and the moon is full of sorrow. I will always follow you until Yelangxi.
Wang Wei's "Send Yuan and Twenty Shores to Xi"
The rain in the early morning moistened the dust of the land, the inn of the inn, the branches and leaves of the inn, and a new leaf Sincerely advise friends to drink a glass of wine, and it is difficult to meet their relatives when they go out to the sun.
Gao Shi's Don't Move Big
Like a bird, she still flapped her wings and felt sorry for herself, leaving Beijing for more than ten years. A gentleman is poor, who wants to meet today without paying for drinks?
Wang Changling broke up with Xin Jian at Furong Inn.
Misty rain enveloped Wu's day overnight; Send you in the morning, lonely and sad in Chushan! Friends, if my friends in Luoyang invite me; Just say I'm still Bing Xin Okho, and stick to my faith!
2. Five-word and four-sentence farewell poem 1, Bai Juyi in Nanpu Bietang
In Nanpu's bleak drudgery, the autumn wind is bleak.
Turn back immediately, my heart is broken, so I can leave and don't look back.
In the bleak autumn when the west wind blows, it is very sad to go to the southern waterfront. Looking back once is deeply grieved. Don't look back.
2. Don't be in the mountains-Tang Wangwei
Seeing friends off in the mountains, Chai Men is half hidden at sunset.
Spring grass will grow green next year, my friend, will you come back?
The mountains send friends away, and the sunset closes Chai Men. When the spring grass turns green again next year, my friend, can you give it back to me?
3. Farewell-Don Wang Zhihuan
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.
The spring breeze on both sides of the moat is lined with willows. It's not convenient to climb recently. There should be too many people to separate.
4, "Yu Yishui Farewell"-Don Robin Wang
In this place, Jing Ke bid farewell to Yan Taizi Dan, and the strong man was sad and sorrowful.
No one was there at that time, and the water is still cold today.
In this place, Jing Ke bid farewell to Yan Taizi Dan, and a strong man was filled with grief and indignation. The hero of the past has passed away, and Xiao is still so cold today.
5. Sent to Qin-Tang Meng Haoran
Tourists go to the five tombs, and the sword is worth a thousand dollars.
Break up, leave each other and live in my heart.
Zhu Da, you are going to Chang 'an. I have a sword worth 1000 dollars. Now I will untie this sword and give it to you to show my friendship with you in this life.
3. A poem about farewell or friendship (4 sentences) "Send Yuan 20 An Xi"
Wang Wei
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.
Note: The title of the poem is Song of the Acropolis.
Weicheng: Located in the northwest of Xi City, Shaanxi Province, Xianyang, the ancient city of Qin Dynasty.
Yu Chao: The rain in the morning.
Wu: Wetting.
Yangguan: In the southwest of Dunhuang, Gansu, it has been the main road to the northwest frontier since ancient times.
Brief analysis: This poem is simple in language and vivid in image, expressing everyone's feelings of parting. In the Tang Dynasty, three stories were compiled in Yangguan and passed down through the ages.
Break up with Xinjian at Furong Inn.
Wang Changling
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.
Note: According to Tongzhi, "Furong Building is located in the northwest corner of Zhenjiang City" was built by Wang Gong, the secretariat of Jinrun Prefecture, so the address is now Zhenjiang City, Jiangsu Province. In the Qing Dynasty, the Furong Building was also built in Wang Changling's exiled Dilongbiao (now Qianyang County, Hunan Province). Bing Xin's sentence is as straight as Zhu Si's words in Bao Zhao's "Song of Bald Heads".
Brief analysis: this poem tells the story of "a piece of ice heart in the jade pot" throughout the ages, expressing a person's eternal childlike heart.
About the author:
Wang Changling (698-756), a native of Chang 'an, Jingzhao, was known as the "Master of Seven Wonders" for his poems. He can express his rich feelings with refined language and profound meaning. His frontier poems are famous, including Wang Changling's Poems.
For Wang Lun.
Lipper
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.
Farewell to Meng Haoran on the way to Yangzhou from Yellow Crane Tower.
Lipper
The old friend said that the Yellow Crane Tower, [1] fireworks will go down to Yangzhou in March. [2]
Lonely sails are far away from the sky, [3] and only the Yangtze River flows in the sky. [4]
Note: Chi: Go, go. Guangling: Yangzhou. It means: send Meng Haoran to Guangling of Yellow Crane Tower.
[1] Old friend: Old friend, this refers to Meng Haoran.
The author said goodbye to his old friend at the Yellow Crane Tower.
[2] Fireworks: refers to gorgeous spring scenery. Below: Downstream.
In the spring of March, my old friend went to Yangzhou by boat.
[3] Solitary sail: A boat. Blue sky: A clear sky.
Do: no, it's gone.
The ship went farther and farther, and seemed to disappear into the clear sky from a distance.
[4] Wei: Cai. Horizon: the horizon.
Meaning: I only see the mighty Yangtze River water rolling towards the horizon.
Brief analysis: This farewell poem was written around the 20th year of Kaiyuan (732). The poet's description of scenery and feelings is extraordinary and admirable! The third and fourth sentences are not only about scenery, but also about feelings. The shadow of the solitary sail has disappeared, and only thoughts flow like the Yangtze River in in my heart forever.
4. Write four farewell poems to see leaving a hotel in Nanjing. Li Bai and a breeze brought catkins and made the store sweeter. Wu Ji tried to persuade guests to taste them.
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 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 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 about 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 the Governor's appointment in Shuzhong: across the wall of Sanqin, across a layer of fog and across a river, we said goodbye. We two officials run counter to each other. However, China has our friendship, and Heaven is our neighbor. Why do you wander at the fork in the road? Their children * * * stained the towel "Send Yuan 20 Shi An". It's raining in the morning in the Wei Wei Acropolis, and the living room is green and willow-colored. I advise you to have a glass of wine. People go out of Xiyangguan for no reason. Wang Changling was sent to Wu on a cold rainy night. Fujian is flat and bright, and Chushan is lonely. Relatives and friends in Luoyang asked each other, and there was ice in the jade pot. For Wang Lun, Li Bai was about to leave by boat when he suddenly heard singing on the shore. The water in Peach Blossom Pool is deeper than that in thousands of feet, not as good as that in Wang Lun. On the way to Yangzhou to bid farewell to Meng Haoran and Li Bai's old friend, the Yellow Crane Tower went west, and fireworks went down to Yangzhou in March. Lonely sails are far away, and only the Yangtze River flows in the sky. A song of white snow bid farewell to Tian Shuji Wu's home. The north wind rolled white grass, and eight In the snow crossed the Tatar sky, like a strong wind in spring. It came at night, blowing open the petals of Wanli pear tree, and it entered the pearl shutter. It wetted the silk curtain, a fur coat felt cold, a cotton pad was thin, the bow became stiff, and it was almost impossible to draw. The metal of armor condensed on men, and the sand sea deepened with unfathomable ice. Zhong Jun bought wine to drink back to the guests, the huqin pipa and the Qiangdi. It snows in Yuanmen at dusk, and the red flag cannot be turned over. The east gate of Luntai will see you off. When you go, the mountain road is covered with snow. The mountain road turns, but you can't see him. Leaving only his hoofprint. "Rain Bell" Liu Yong is cold and mournful. He was late and the rain stopped. All the doors are empty and nostalgic, and the blue boat urges him to make trouble. He held his hand and looked into his eyes with tears in his eyes, but he was speechless and choked up. He reads-smoke thousands of miles and sink into the sky at dusk. Since ancient times, he has been sentimental and sad to leave, which is more comparable to the Cold and Autumn Festival. Where is the wine that woke up tonight, Yang Liuan, and where is the evening breeze?
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 empty, and only the Yangtze River flows in the sky. "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.
5. What are the farewell poems? Amber forever.
-Yuan Zhen's "Five Thoughts Poems, Part IV", the old friend resigned from the West Yellow Crane Tower, and the fireworks went down to Yangzhou in March. -Li Bai's "Yellow Crane Tower" Meng Haoran's farewell on his way to Yangzhou However, China has our friendship and heaven is still our neighbor.
-Wang Bo's "Farewell to Du DuDu to Shu" advised you to drink more wine and go to the West for no reason. -Wang Wei's "Acropolis Song" Luoyang relatives and friends asked each other, and a piece of ice heart was in the jade pot.
-Wang Changling's "Lotus Inn and Xin Jian Parting" It took me a long time to meet her. After a long time, we parted, and the east wind started and a hundred flowers blossomed. -Li Shangyin's Untitled was a long time before I met her, but it was even longer after we parted. Mochow had no confidant before, and everyone knew you.
-Gao Shi's "Biedongda No.2" is connected with the infinite lotus leaf, and the lotus reflected in the sun has different colors. -Yang Wanli's "Seeing Lin Zifang at Dawn in Jingci Temple" looked at the blue sky with a solitary sail, only watching the Yangtze River flowing in the sky.
-Li Bai's "Yellow Crane Tower" Farewell to Meng Haoran. On his way to Yangzhou, the grass crossed the plain and came and went with the seasons. -Bai Juyi's "Farewell to Ancient Grass" wrapped his life in a big cloth, full of poems and books.
-Su Shi's "Farewell to Dong Chuan" has had to leave me and Bolt since yesterday. -Li Bai's "Xuanzhou Xielou Farewell School Book Shu Yun".
6. Poem about farewell 1, Modaoqiu River is hard to leave, and tomorrow we will sail in Chang 'an.
2. The old friend resigned from the West Yellow Crane Tower, and the fireworks went down to Yangzhou in March. 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.
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. The bright moon hides tall trees, but the long river doesn't know.
Youyou Luoyang Road, when will this meeting be held? Last night, at the beginning of frost, I crossed the river singing Farewell to Wanderers. People who are most worried are afraid to hear the swan song, and lonely travelers are in the silence of mountains and clouds.
6. Entering Jiangwu on a cold rainy night, seeing guests off in solitude. Friends, if my friends in Luoyang invite me; Just say I'm still Bing Xin Okho, and stick to my faith!
7. I advise you to drink a glass of wine and go out of Yangguan for no reason. 8. Water brings you the feeling of home, and makes your boat travel 300 miles.
Although we drank a lot of wine, we were not happy. When we were leaving each other, the river mysteriously widened in the direction of the full moon. 10, oh, go and ask this east-flowing river if it can go further than the love of friends! .
1 1, 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.
12, a glass of white jade wine, March poplar. The spring breeze can sway for a few days, and you and I are gray at the temples.
13, here you must leave me and float away like a loose water grass for hundreds of miles. Floating clouds are like wanderers, like wandering, and the sunset slowly goes down the mountain, which seems to be nostalgic.
14, we watched him go east through the tower gate and enter the snowdrift of Tianfeng Road. I haven't seen you in the winding mountain road, leaving only a row of horseshoe prints.
15, dawning into the future, leaving the old man alone. 16, the lonely sail shadow on the sunset river, with green grass, Wan Li, Hunan.
17. Affectionate feelings have been hurting and parting since ancient times, which is more comparable and snubbing the clear autumn festival. 18, the leaves of the plane rained in the middle of the night, and the leaves were leaving.
19, the candle has a heart to say goodbye and tears for others until dawn. 20. Nanpu is sad, and the west wind hits autumn.
At the sight of heartbroken, it is a good cloud not to look back.