On the farewell poem on the pavilion 1. Find this poem
Castle Peak: Castle Peak is fortunate to bury loyal bones, while white iron casts innocent courtiers-the cloud on Yue Fei's tomb behind Qin Gui's kneeling statue.
Castle Peak can't be covered, after all, it flows eastward-from Xin Qiji's Bodhisattva Man.
Ancient road: ancient road, west wind and thin horse. When the sun sets, heartbroken people are at the end of the world. -Ma Zhiyuan (Yuan), author of "Tianjingsha".
Sunset: the door is separated by flowers, and the dream goes back to the old tour. The setting sun is gradually sinking, and the swallows are silent, as if with all the sadness. -Wu Song Wenying Huanxisha
Sunset, infinitely beautiful, only near dusk. -Li Shangyin's Leyou Tomb
Haze:. Yu Xia scattered the true qi, to the Yanlang Road. It's worrying. Chang 'an is far away. Where is it? -From Song Ci: "Drunken Weng's meaning is not in God, dark green hills, red sunset clouds". Author Chao
2. Poetry with similar feelings to the "farewell pavilion" in ancient poetry.
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. -Wang Wei, "Sending Yuan and Two Stones to Anxi"
Weeds and wild flowers are all over the ancient road, and the end of the grass in the sun is your journey. I once again sent my bosom friend, and the thick grass represented my deep affection. -"Fu De Gu Cao Yuan Farewell" Bai Juyi
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. -"Yellow Crane Tower Farewell to Meng Haoran on the way to Yangzhou" Li Bai
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! -"Lotus Inn and Xin Jian Parting" Wang Changling
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. 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. -"Du Shaofu as Zhou Shu" Wang Bo
Qian Qian never had a bosom friend before, and no one in the world knows you. -"Biedongda" Gao Shi
3. About Farewell to the Pavilion
Farewell to Changting
The west wind blows the geese in the north.
Lovers love each other deeply.
A gifted scholar and a beautiful woman feel sorry for themselves.
Look at those little tears.
Drunk by frost and Lin Hong
Ma er xing che er sui
Wicker can't be jade.
Sparse the forest and hang oblique light.
My heart broke when I left.
Looking at Changting people from a distance, they are haggard.
Yellow leaves fly and dance, frowning.
I dare not hang down in tears.
When you are together, you can't understand lovesickness.
I didn't know the taste of lovesickness until I left.
I advise you to drink more
Go out of Xiyangguan without company.
The car is heading east and west.
Do you know where he sleeps tonight?
Even if the dream is hard to come true.
I got drunk without drinking good wine.
Even this bright flame of love will only have ashes?
Come here alone.
Last night was warm and intoxicating.
Crying alone in the cold tonight.
Mo Yan vowed never to come back.
I just hope Mr. Lang will come back soon.
4. Farewell Poetry Pavilion
Tang Li Bai's Bodhisattva Man: The flat forest is boundless, the haze is boundless, and the cold mountain area is compassionate. When the color enters a tall building, someone upstairs is worried. There is no one over Wang Jie, and birds are eager to fly. Where to return, the pavilion is shorter
Song Liu Yong's Yulin Order: Cold cicadas wail, pavilions are late, and showers begin to rest. Farewell outside Kyoto, but not in the mood to drink, reluctant to leave, the people on board have been urging to start. 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. Missing thousands of miles of smoke and waves, the evening is heavy. Since ancient times, the most sad thing for sentimental people is to leave, not to mention the bleak autumn, how can they stand the sadness. Who knows where I am when I am awake tonight? There is a breeze and a waning moon on the bank of Yangliu. 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. There are many kinds of customs, who are you talking to?
In the early Tang Dynasty, Wang Xiucai was sent to Chizhou to pay homage to Wu DuDu: Chiyang was saddled and Shili Pavilion was full of grass. The clothes cover the obstacles and the wind is fine, and the sword is light and snowy. In the sunny suburbs, the soul of my hometown is broken, and the trees are crying and dreaming. Xinglang, the host of the South Pavilion, waved his whip and asked for directions.
Li Shutong (Master Hongyi) saw off: The grass was blue by the ancient road outside the pavilion. The evening breeze blows the flute, and the sunset is beyond the mountain. The horizon, the horizon, intimate friends are half scattered. Life is once in a blue moon, only parting. Outside the pavilion, beside the ancient road, the grass is blue. When will you return this? Don't hesitate to come. The end of the world is short, the end of the world is a corner, the bosom friend is half scattered, and a pot of turbid water is spilled. Say goodbye to Meng Han tonight.
5. Farewell poems
1. Then he disappeared around the corner, leaving only hoofprint. I advise you to drink one more glass of wine and go out for no reason. We said goodbye sadly, and our two officials went in opposite directions.
After all, the world is just a small place. (Farewell Du to his post in Shu) Your friend, you go again, sighing.
(Li Bai: "Farewell to Friends" The grass turns green again in spring, but ah, what about you, my friend Prince? ? (Bai Juyi: "Farewell to Ancient Grass") Weicheng is rainy and dusty, and the guest house is green and willow. 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.
(Wang Wei: "Send Yuan 20 An") Cold rain enters Wu at night, and the guests are sent to Chushan alone. (Wang Changling: "Parting Xin Jian at Furong Inn") Mochow has no confidant in the road ahead, and everyone knows you.
Peach Blossom Pond and thousands of feet are not as good as Wang Lun's. (Li Bai: To Wang Lun) The solitary sail is far away from the sky, and only the Yangtze River flows in the sky.
(Li Bai: Seeing Meng Haoran off on the way to Yangzhou) We watched him go east from Lunta Gate, leaving only footprints. ("Bai Xuege Farewell to Tian Shuji Wu's Home") By the ancient road outside the pavilion, the grass is blue and the sky is blue.
The evening breeze blows the flute, and the sunset is beyond the mountain. 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. (Li Shutong: Farewell) 2. Peach Blossom Pond is deeper than thousands of feet, but not as good as Wang Lun.
Know yourself in the sea, and heaven is still our neighbor. Li Bai's "Smelling the flute in Los Angeles on a Spring Night": "Whose Yu Di flies in the dark and scatters into the spring breeze. In this serenade, I heard the willows, and no one can stand the nostalgia. "
Li Bai recalled Qin E: "Xiao Shengyan, the dream is broken. Qin Louyue, Liuse every year, Fuling is injured. "
Zheng Gu's "Farewell to Friends in Huai": "The Yangtze River is the head of the Yangtze River, crossing the river with worry and murder. Some bagpipes leave the pavilion late. You go to Xiaoxiang and I will go to Qin. "
5. Seeing Xinxian County and Wang Changling crossing the river into Wu in the rain, Furong Building sent Chushan alone. Friends, if my friends in Luoyang invite me; Just say I'm still Bing Xin Okho, and stick to my faith!
6. "Xuanzhou Villa Farewell Secretary" Author: Tang Li Bai had to leave me and Bolt since yesterday. It hurts my heart even more today.
Autumn geese are escorted by Changfeng, and I treat them in this villa and drink my wine. The bones of great writers are all your brushes. In Tianyuan, I grew up beside you, Xiao Xie.
We all yearn for the distance and want to go to the blue sky to embrace the bright moon. But since the water is still flowing, although we cut it with a sword, sadness will come back, even though we drown them with wine.
Since the world can't satisfy our desire, I will loosen my hair and get on a fishing boat tomorrow. 1. We said goodbye sadly, and our two officials went in opposite directions.
After all, the world is just a small place. (Farewell the viceroy to his post in Shu) II. Oh, my friend's prince, you left again, and I heard them sigh behind you.
(Li Bai: "Send a friend" 3. The grass turns green again in spring, but what about you, my friend Prince? ? (Bai Juyi: Farewell to Ancient Grass) 4. Weicheng is rainy and dusty, and the guest house is green and willow. 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.
(Wang Wei: "Send Yuan Twenty Shi An Xi") 5. Cold rain at night Wu, Fujian in Chushan. (Wang Changling: Farewell to Xin Jian at Furong Inn) 6. Mochow has no confidant in the road ahead, and everyone knows a gentleman.
(Gao Shi: "Not Big") 7. Thousands of feet in Taohuatan is not as good as Wang Lun's. (Li Bai: To Wang Lun) 8. Lonely sails are far away from the blue sky, and only the Yangtze River flows in the sky.
(Li Bai: Farewell to Meng Haoran on the way to Yangzhou) 9. We watched him go east through the wheel tower door, leaving only hoofprint behind him. (Cen Can: Farewell to Tian Shuji Wu's Home in a Song of Snow) 10. Outside Changting, beside the ancient road, the grass is blue.
The evening breeze blows the flute, and the sunset is beyond the mountain. 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. (Li Shutong: "Farewell") Send Yuan Er's envoy Anxi (Tang Dynasty) The rain and dust in Weicheng, Wang Weiwei are light, and the green willows in the guest house are new. I advise you to drink one more glass of wine and go out of Yangguan for no reason. "Yellow Crane Tower Meng Haoran Farewell on the Way to Yangzhou" (Tang Dynasty) Li Bai's old friend stayed in the Yellow Crane Tower in the west, and 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. 1. Farewell to the viceroy, go to Shu, say goodbye, and the two of them walk in opposite directions.
After all, the world is just a small place. 2. In Li Bai's Farewell, there are 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. 3. Bai Juyi: "Vodko Cao Yuan Farewell" spreads across the plain and comes and goes with the four seasons.
Wildfire can't burn it out, but the spring breeze can revive it. Weeds and wild flowers are all over the ancient road, and the end of the grass in the sun is your journey.
I once again sent my bosom friend, and the thick grass represented my deep affection. 4. Wang Wei: "Send Yuan Er Shi An Xi" Weicheng is rainy and dusty, and the guest house is green.
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. 5. Wang Changling: "Farewell to Furong Inn and Xin Qiji" entered Wu on a cold rainy night and sent it to Chushan.
Friends, if my friends in Luoyang invite me; Just say I'm still Bing Xin Okho, and stick to my faith! 6. Normal University: "Don't move big" In Huang Yun, thousands of miles away, the north wind blows geese and snow one after another.
A gentleman is poor, who wants to meet today without paying for drinks? 7. Li Bai: "To Wang Lun" Li Bai was about to go by boat when he suddenly heard singing on the shore.
Peach Blossom Pond and thousands of feet are not as good as Wang Lun's. 8. Li Bai: On the way to Yangzhou, I bid farewell to Meng Haoran's old friend, the 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. 9. Cen Can: "Bai Xuege bid farewell to Tian Wu's return." The north wind rolled white grass, and eight In the snow crossed Tatar.
Suddenly, like a night wind blowing, like a pear tree in blossom. Snowflakes fell into the curtains and wet them. The fur was not warm and the gold cup was too thin.
The general used cold hands to protect his hands. The armored steel was too cold to wear. The vast sea dried up, thousands of feet ice, dark clouds bleak, Wan Li condensed.
In the manager's account, this wine is a farewell party, and the Huqin Pipa flute ensemble adds luster to this entertainment. In the evening, in front of the headquarters gate, heavy snow fell, the red flag froze, and the wind could not drag.
Luntai East Gate, welcome to the capital. Go, the mountain road is covered with snow. I haven't seen you in the winding mountain road, leaving only a row of horseshoe prints.
10. Li Shutong: Outside the farewell pavilion, by the ancient road, the grass is blue and the sky is blue. The evening breeze blows the flute, and the sunset is beyond the mountain.
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.
Reunion poem "Hometown Book" Author: He left home when he was young, and the local accent did not change his temples. When children meet strangers, they will smile and ask where the guests are from.
"Qingpingle Village Residence" Xin Qiji has a low eaves, and the stream is covered with green grass. When you are drunk, your voice is charming and your hair is white.
The eldest son is weeding in the bean field on the east side of the stream, and the second son is busy knitting chicken cages. I like children and scoundrels best, lying on the head of the stream peeling lotus flowers.
Looking at the Moon at Fifteen Nights Wang Jian's atrium is inhabited by crows in Bai Shu, and by silent and humid osmanthus in Coody Leng. Tonight, people are looking forward to it. I wonder who will fall in Qiu Si? 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.
Thinking of returning to the south this time, this journey is another road. Thousands of miles away, it is misty, and the night sky is a vast night fog. After all, the world is just a small place.
Why linger at the fork in the road, two women with towels. Friends, if my friends in Luoyang invite me; Just say I'm still Bing Xin Okho, and stick to my faith!
Here you are.
6. Poems from the Pavilion
Time: Song Author: Yan Changting sent it late, like a dream before a green window.
The fine print came home just in time for the red light last night. Good times are fleeting, and half a mirror is about to break in spring.
Unforgettable memories, a pillow of tall buildings facing the sunset. "Jiang Ting Farewell" Time: Tang Author: Ma Dai Changting sent you off late and crossed the river in autumn.
The decline of the willow wind, regardless of cold, waves and snow, is difficult to determine. The ape sounds away from Chu Xia, and the sail shadows into Xiangyun.
Alone at night, the mountain bell can be heard. "Send Four Poems to Du Jixi" Time: Song Author: Shake off the embarrassing words, the breeze blows the moon and asks for clothes.
Send you to Changting, only to find that the old road is back. "Give away" year: Song Author: Xia Song wild color and line color, a long pavilion to send you.
Books are bound on the ancient road, but cocoons are heavy on the cold clouds. The mountain is smaller than the roof, and the stream is near Wu.
Streamer must be knowledgeable, and when it is better, it is Chongwen.
7. Changting Poetry
Where is the return trip? The long pavilion is shorter.
Spring clouds cover the garden wall on the city, and the pavilion is fragrant.
From the north side of Gushan Temple to the west side of Jiating, the lake is just level with the embankment, with low clouds and waves on the lake.
The bamboo pavilion is suitable for summer, and the water sill is cool until autumn.
Relying on the pavilion alone to return wine, when the spring is over.
The breeze blows gently, the flute whimpers and dyes the pavilion at dusk. You are going to Xiaoxiang, and I am going to the west Qinling.
The curtain pavilion is stormy all night, which seems to welcome visitors.
The pavilion in Song Guanlou is very quiet, and the night in the swing yard is very heavy.
Visitors, no matter how old they are, will walk to the front of the exhibition hall in spring.
I often remember the pavilion by the stream next to the pavilion until the sunset, intoxicated by the beautiful scenery and lingering.
The cicadas in autumn are so sad and urgent, facing the pavilion, it is in the evening and a sudden rain has just stopped.
8. Poems from the Pavilion
Minus the magnolia, the pavilion will be sent in the evening.
Year: Song Author: Yan
The pavilion was delivered late, like a dream in front of the green window. The fine print came home just in time for the red light last night.
Good times are fleeting, and half a mirror is about to break in spring. Unforgettable memories, a pillow of tall buildings facing the sunset.
Jiang ting bid farewell
Year: Tang Author: Ma Dai
The pavilion will bid farewell at dusk and cross the river in autumn.
The decline of the willow wind, regardless of cold, waves and snow, is difficult to determine.
The ape sounds away from Chu Xia, and the sail shadows into Xiangyun.
Alone at night, the mountain bell can be heard.
Four Poems for Du Jixi
Year: Song Author:
Shake off the embarrassing words, and the breeze blows the moon and asks for clothes.
Send you to Changting, only to find that the old road is back.
leak
Year: Song Author: Xia Song
Any wild color will do. The pavilion is for you.
Books are bound on the ancient road, but cocoons are heavy on the cold clouds.
The mountain is smaller than the roof, and the stream is near Wu.
Streamer must be knowledgeable, and when it is better, it is Chongwen.
9. Describe the farewell of the West Chamber with modern poems.
Changting wai
Gudaobian
The grass is blue and the sky is blue.
The evening breeze helps the willow flute sound residual.
Sunset mountain outside the mountain
The horizon of heaven
World's Most Beautiful Mountains
Good friends are half separated.
A pot of muddy wine is perfect.
Say goodbye to Meng Han tonight.
Changting wai
Gudaobian
The grass is blue and the sky is blue.
The evening breeze helps the willow flute sound residual.
Sunset mountain outside the mountain
The horizon of heaven
World's Most Beautiful Mountains
Good friends are half separated.
A pot of muddy wine is perfect.
Say goodbye to Meng Han tonight.
Changting wai
Gudaobian
The grass is blue and the sky is blue.
The evening breeze helps the willow flute sound residual.
Sunset mountain outside the mountain
10. There are at least 10 poems and comments about "Pavilion" in poetry.
5. Farewell, Pavilion
(1) reluctantly reserved as a souvenir. Such as Liu Yong's Yulin Order, Wang Wei's Weicheng Qu and Li Bai's Nanjing Hotel Parting.
(2) affectionate encouragement. Such as "Send the viceroy to Shu" and so on.
(3) Confess Chen Xinzhi's confession. For example, Wang Changling's Farewell to Xin Jian at Furong Inn: "When you enter Wu on a cold rainy night, Chushan will see the guests off. If relatives and friends in Luoyang ask each other, a piece of ice heart is in the jade pot. "
Comment This is a farewell poem. The conception of the poem is novel, which describes the parting feelings of friends and rewrites its own integrity. The first two sentences, the boundless river rain and the solitary hanging Chushan, set off the loneliness when bidding farewell; The last two sentences compare themselves to curling to express their open mind and strong character. The whole poem is full of emotion, scene blending, meaningful meaning and endless charm.