1. Verses about visiting relatives
Verses about visiting relatives 1. Verses about cherishing
You have talents and I am not poor. - (Qing Dynasty) Zheng Banqiao
If you know your friends across the sea, you will be as close to each other as you are to the end of the world. - (Tang Dynasty) Wang Bo
We are both fallen people at the end of the world, so why should we have known each other before. - (Tang Dynasty) Bai Juyi
Don’t worry about the road ahead. No one in the world knows you. - (Tang Dynasty) Gao Shi
There is nothing more pleasant than friends in the world, and nothing more pleasant than talking about friends. - (Qing Dynasty) Pu Songling
The most important thing for people to know each other is to know each other, and the most important thing for people to know each other is to understand each other. - (Spring and Autumn Period) Mencius
The friendship between gentlemen is as light as water, while the friendship between villains is as sweet as wine.
- (Warring States) Zhuangzi
Those who are close to vermillion are red, and those who are close to ink are black. - (Western Jin Dynasty) Fu Xuan
Knowing each other is precious in life, so why use gold and money. - (Tang Dynasty) Li Bai
When making friends, keep your word. - (Spring and Autumn) Zi Xia
Friendship between common people and clothes should not be forgotten. - (Tang Dynasty) Li Yanshou
Gentlemen and gentlemen are friends of the same way, and villains are friends of the same interests. - (Song Dynasty) Ouyang Xiu
The joy of life lies in understanding each other. - (Song Dynasty) Wang Anshi
It is better to dissolve enemies than to make knots. Let each of us look back. - (Ming Dynasty) Feng Menglong
A hero in adversity. - (Qing Dynasty) Wei Xi
It is easy to get ten thousand taels of gold, but it is hard to find a close friend. - (Qing) Cao Xueqin
Change my heart for yours, and we will know each other deeply and remember each other deeply. - (Song Dynasty) Gu Xia
After Zhong Ziqi died, Boya stopped playing the piano for the rest of his life. - "Book of Han"
Mountains and rivers are not important, the important thing is to meet someone you know. - Bao Rong
When a real man lives in the world, he should make friends with heroes from all over the world.
- "The Chronicle of the Three Kingdoms. The Book of Shu. The Biography of Liu Ba"
A gentleman does not criticize others and does not commit blasphemy when asked by others. - "The Book of Changes"
If we know that we are all brothers everywhere, we will never meet old friends anywhere. - Chen Gangzhong
Friends are those who unite with each other through righteousness. - (Song Dynasty) Zhu Xi
Clothes are not as good as new, and people are not as good as before. - "Han Yuefu"
2. Verses about Yue Lao
The firewood door has been knocked deep for a long time and will not open, and the little boy leans on the bamboo branch to look forward to the return of the moon. Yue Lao doesn't know where to go. If the red rope is not tied, he will be greedy.
Poems of Yue Lao
I am the god of breeze and carefreeness. I let the deer seek the sky to accompany the soul of the moon.
The lingering and lingering music makes the music rhyme, and the sweetness turns into wine.
Everyone in the world knows that love is painful, and no one should avoid it.
If I can find a match from heaven, it will not be in vain for me to sing Yue Lao Yin.
Ye Lao Yin
The spirit deer chariot hangs freely. Drinking and playing chess under the laurel tree.
Mortal affairs, lovers' knots, joys and sorrows, the red thread pinched in the hand.
Luan and phoenix match, and mandarin ducks sing. The Tao is that there is no sunshine but there is sunshine.
Transform the meaning of the dish, break the mirror into a circle, fish and wood the river, and laugh at all the things.
3. Poems about filial piety
Poems and verses about filial piety The Wanderer's Song, Mengjiao, Tang Dynasty The thread in the hands of the loving mother, the clothes on the wanderer's body.
Before leaving, I am afraid of returning late. Whoever speaks of an inch of grass will be rewarded with three rays of spring light.
Farewell to My Mother Huang Zhongze of the Qing Dynasty I tied up my curtains and worshiped my mother by the river beam. I was worried for nothing as my eyes dried up with tears. It was a miserable snowy night in Chaimen, and it was better to have no children than to have no children at this time.
"Fifteen" King Anshi of the Song Dynasty sent his mother to Hangou and left Bai Hanyin at home. When the moon comes out and Du Yu is heard, the north and the south are always concerned.
"Arrived Home at the End of the Year" by Jiang Shiquan of the Qing Dynasty. My love for my son is endless, and I am happy to return home. The cold clothes are densely stitched, and the letters home are freshly inked.
When we meet, I pity the thin man, and call him to ask about his hardships. I feel ashamed of the son of man and dare not sigh in the dust.
"Mother Farewell Son" by Bai Juyi of the Tang Dynasty Mother bid farewell to son, son bids farewell to mother, crying in pain when there is no light in the day. The general of the Kansai Hussars, Xin Ce Xun was defeated last year.
The imperial edict gave two million in money, and Luoyang welcomed people like flowers. New people are welcomed and old people are abandoned, the lotus in the palm is a thorn in the eye.
It is not enough to be sad to welcome the new and abandon the old. It is sad to leave two children in your family. At first, he was helping to walk, and at the same time, he was sitting. He cried while sitting and held people's clothes while walking.
My mother and son have been separated for a long time because of the new Yanwan of your couple. It is not as good as the crows and magpies in the forest, the mother does not lose her young, the male and the female.
It should be like the peach and plum trees in the garden, the flowers falling on the branches with the wind. Newbies, newbies, listen to my words, Luoyang Unlimited Red Mansion Girl.
I hope that the general will be able to perform meritorious service again, and that there will be new people better than you. "Mo Xuan Picture" Wang Mian of the Yuan Dynasty. The bright day lily flowers grow under the north hall.
The south wind blows his heart, shaking it for whom? A loving mother leans on her door with love, but a wanderer's journey is painful. The sweet taste is sparse every day, and the sound is blocked every day.
Looking up at the cloud forest, I feel ashamed to hear the wise birds singing. Sending Mother Back to Hometown by Li Shangyin I parked my car and looked around in confusion, making me a prisoner of Chu.
Sentiment arose from it, and tears choked my throat. My loving mother is seriously ill and wants to see a famous doctor.
I am in a hurry to pick up the car, but God will not spare me! If there is nothing to repay for maternal love, what more can you ask for in life! Ciwu cries at night Bai Juyi Ciwu has lost its mother and is mute and mournful. He does not fly away day and night, and keeps his old forest for many years.
It cries at midnight every night, and those who hear it are Zhanjin. The voice is like telling, but the heart of giving back is not fulfilled.
How can a hundred birds not have a mother? You alone are deeply saddened. It should be that the mother is kind and loyal, so that you will not let go of your sorrow.
In the past there was a man named Wu Qi, whose mother died and did not come. Alas, this disciple has a heart as good as that of a bird.
Ciwu is Ciwu, the ginseng among birds. "The Book of Songs·Bei Feng·Kai Feng" Kai Feng comes from the south, blowing the thorny heart.
The thorny heart is young and the mother is hardworking. The glorious wind comes from the south and blows the thorny firewood.
My mother is holy and kind, and I have no one to ask for. Is there a cold spring in love? Under the dredging.
I have seven children, and my mother works hard. The yellow bird carries its sound.
Having seven sons, don’t console your mother’s heart. Translation: The fluttering breeze comes from the south, blowing in the heart of the jujube tree.
The heart of the tree is still thin and delicate, but my mother is really hardworking. The fluttering breeze comes from the south, blowing the thick branches of jujube.
My mother is sensible and virtuous, but I cannot repay her in return. Cold spring cold spring water is cool, the source is in the dredged soil.
Even though she has seven sons, her mother still works very hard. The little oriole chirps, the sound is melodious and beautiful.
Even though she has seven sons, she cannot comfort a loving mother. "Showing Old Clothes" The thirty-year-old silk robe still exists, although the collar is torn but still warm.
It is heavily sewn and cannot be easily removed, and there are traces of old threads on it. "Remembering the Mother" by Ni Ruixuan The river is difficult to navigate, so I can't cross it. I don't know whether safety is close or not.
Tears of missing my loved ones sometimes drop in the dark, I’m afraid I’ll shed more tears for Si’er! "The Swallow Poems Revealed to Liu Sou" by Bai Juyi There are two swallows on the beam, a male and a female. Between two rafters holding mud, four children were born in one nest.
The days and nights are long, and the four children are asking for food diligently. Caterpillars are difficult to catch, and the yellow mouth has no period of satiety.
Although the claws are eager to be worn out, the mind is not tired. After a while, I am still afraid of hunger in the nest.
After thirty days of hard work, the mother becomes thinner and the chick becomes fatter. He murmured teaching words and brushed his sweaters one by one.
Once its wings are fully fledged, lead them to the branches of the garden. He lifts his wings without looking back and flies in all directions with the wind.
The male and female scream in the air, but they never return after their calls are exhausted. But I went into an empty nest, chirping sadly all night long.
Yan Yan, don’t be sad, you should go back and think about yourself. Si'er is a young child, flying high and carrying his mother on his back.
My parents read it then, but you should know it today. Traveling to Yuzhang by Li Bai Hu Feng blows on behalf of the horse, supporting Luyang Pass in the north.
Wu soldiers shine on the sea and snow, when will the Western expedition return? Halfway across the river to Liaojin, Huang Yun looked miserable.
The old mother said goodbye to her son, calling to the sky among the wild grass. White horses circle the flags, chasing each other with mournful sounds.
The white poplars fall in the bitter autumn moon and fall early in the Yuzhang Mountains. Originally from the Xiu Ming Dynasty, he had no time to kill prisoners.
Wouldn’t it be a pity to die in battle to eliminate the evil and stubborn for the king? The jade stone has no feathers, so it is not afraid of danger and hardship.
The building and boat are like whales flying, and the waves are swaying in Luoxing Bay. This song cannot be played, the three armies have spots on their temples.
Cimu Tomb in the West, Tang Chen Quji. The sun's shadow is dim on the high mountain top, and there are few birds sitting alone at dusk. In the forest, I was dripping wine and weeping, but I didn't see Ding Ning telling me to go home early.
Will return to the old mountains and leave Mengjiao. Tang Bao Rong There is no sharp edge in choosing wood, and there is no skill in envying fish. How to fail to measure your capabilities and end up in poverty in the middle.
The former is never tired of farming and never leaves his relatives for a day. Now that I am thousands of miles away, my heart is not in my body.
She has a loving motherly heart and only wishes that she can be like a human being. How much sericulture can be done, and the clothes are always new.
Who can see such attentiveness when spitting out ruler silk after eating. The other king went back to plowing, holding fire to burn the wheels.
Wu Ye Hao Li Qunyu of the Tang Dynasty A layer of waves separates Mengzhu, and one can see the green maple forest. There are birds among them, and they sing sadly at dawn.
It was a dark time, with dark mist and rain all around. If you hear Sheng Li crying, the sound is heartbreaking.
The quiet night is long, and the sound of mourning is heard in the empty mountains. Don't listen to the guests from far away. I sit there and worry about the invasion of flowers.
Since it is not the soul of Emperor Shu, it is probably a bird from Huanshan. The four sons were scattered, but the mother's voice still remains to this day.
"Thinking of My Mother" by Yu Gong of the Tang Dynasty. The reed flowers and tears wet my clothes due to frost, and my old head no longer leans on the wood door. During the yellow plum rain last May, Zeng Dian returned home from shopping for rice.
The nurturing of a filial son is to be happy with one's heart and not against one's ambitions. ——"Book of Rites" There are three kinds of filial piety: the first is to respect relatives, the second is not to be humiliated, and the second is to be able to support.
——"Book of Rites" It is important to know the age of your parents. One is for joy, the other is for fear.
——"The Analects of Confucius" Meng Wubo asked about filial piety, and Confucius said: "Parents are only worried about their illness." ——"The Analects of Confucius·Wei Zheng" Love what parents love, and respect what parents love.
——Confucius The elders and the younger are in order. ——Mencius When I am old, I am in harmony with the old of others; when I am young, I am in harmony with the young of others.
The world can be transported in the palm of your hand. ——Mencius There is nothing greater than respecting one’s relatives as a filial son.
——Mencius Only being filial to your parents can relieve your worries. ——Mencius Father and son are related, monarch and ministers are righteous, husband and wife are different, elders and children are related, and friends are trustworthy.
——Mencius Which is the greatest thing? It is the greatest thing to do things closely; to protect oneself, which one is greater? Keep your body intact. I have heard of those who can serve their relatives without losing their bodies; I have not heard of those who can serve their relatives without losing their bodies.
Who doesn’t care? Serving relatives is the foundation of everything; who doesn't keep it? Keeping oneself is the foundation of keeping oneself. ——Mencius The true form of benevolence is to serve relatives; the true form of righteousness is to obey elder brothers.
——Mencius If you don’t have relatives, you can’t be a person; if you don’t have relatives, you can’t be a son. ——Mencius.
4. Recommend a few poems about moving to a new home
1. The new home is colorful and the flowers are blooming, and the empty smoke rises outside the old place.
I sigh when I return from thousands of miles away. My former friends no longer come back.
2. Leaning on the window sill and looking at the sky, the red leaves are flying all over the city.
It arouses longing all over the street. Flying into the hometown and meeting children.
3. Jinju is the most auspicious neighbor, and Yurun Mansion is the most auspicious.
The garden is filled with spring scenery and people live longer, and the clear stream in front of the hall has a long source.
4. The portal accepts Qianxiang, and the new home has a new atmosphere.
The green mountains reflect the door, and the spring breeze comes first.
5. Welcome Baifu to your new home, a good land and beautiful scenery.
The walls of the beautiful house are illuminated, and the rising sun comes early.
6. When I arrive at the door, there is a clear breeze and bright moon.
Fulin's homestead is filled with jade and gold.
7. The pavilion is full of splendor and glory, and all the happy events are lingering in front of the hall.
Add glory and color to the New Year's Eve, and let the glory come again.
8. Congratulations on replacing the old house with a new one, the magpies are smiling on the branches.
Three songs of Yangchun Immortal and , everything will be safe and peaceful for the uncle's family.
9. Magpies live in Nanzhi, so it is the right time to move here.
The new guests are everywhere, and the place is within easy reach.
10. The five blessings come to your door, make your country rich and strong, and your family will be prosperous and happy from now on.
Show your ambitions here, and Kisha comes to enjoy this house in the winter.
5. What are the poems describing "humiliation"
The poems describing "humiliation" are as follows:
1. "Spring Hope"
< p> Tang Dynasty: Du FuThe country is broken by mountains and rivers, and the city is full of spring vegetation.
I shed tears when I am grateful for the flowers, and I am frightened when I hate others.
The war rages on for three months, and a letter from home is worth ten thousand gold.
The white-headed scratches are shorter, and the lust is overwhelming.
2. "The River is Red·Writing Feelings"
Song Dynasty: Yue Fei
Angry and furious, leaning on the railing, the misty rain stopped.
Looking up, looking up to the sky and roaring, with strong feelings.
Thirty years of fame are like dust and dirt, and eight thousand miles of clouds and moon.
Don’t wait any longer, as your young head turns gray and you are filled with sorrow!
Jingkang’s shame is still not over. The hatred of the ministers, when will it be destroyed!
Driving a long car, crossing the gap in Helan Mountain.
Zhuangzhi eats the meat of Huns when he is hungry, and drinks the blood of Huns when he is thirsty.
Let’s start from scratch, clean up the old mountains and rivers, and face the sky.
3. "Shi'er"
Song Dynasty: Lu You
After death, Yuan knows that everything is in vain, but the sadness is not the same as that of Jiuzhou.
Wang Shibei fixed the day of the Central Plains, and he did not forget to tell Nai Weng about the family sacrifices.
4. "Crossing the Lingding Ocean"
Song Dynasty: Wen Tianxiang
After a hard encounter, only a few stars are scattered around.
The mountains and rivers are broken and the wind is floating in the catkins, and the life experience is ups and downs.
Afraid to say panic on the beach, sigh alone in the ocean.
Who has never died since ancient times? Keep your loyalty to reflect history.
5. "The White Horse"
Wei and Jin: Cao Zhi
The white horse is decorated with golden restraints and gallops northwest. May I ask who's son is You Bingyou Xia'er?
When I was young, I went to the countryside and raised my voice in the desert. In the past, there was a good bow, but the arrows were uneven.
The one who controls the string to break the left side will use the right side to break the moon branch. He raises his hand to catch the flying scorpion and bends down to scatter the horse's hooves.
He is as cunning as a monkey and as brave as a leopard. There are many policemen in the border towns, and many captives and cavalry are migrating.
Yu Xi came from the north and rode up the high embankment. He drove the Xiongnu for a long time, and looked at Xianbei from the left.
Abandoning oneself at the edge of the edge, can one’s life be safe? If parents don't care, how can they talk about children and wives?
When compiling a list of strong men, no selfish interests are allowed. Sacrificing one's life to go to the country's disaster, seeing death as a sudden return home!
6. What are the poems about "Red Apricots Coming Out of the Wall"
1. "A Visit to the Garden Is Not Worth It"
Song Dynasty: Ye Shaoweng
You should take pity on the green moss on the teeth of your clogs, and the door of the small buckle firewood will not open for a long time.
The garden is full of spring scenery and can’t be contained, and a branch of red apricot comes out of the wall.
2. "Seeing Apricot Blossoms on the Road"
Tang Dynasty: Wu Rong
A branch of red apricot came out of the wall, and the pedestrians outside the wall were alone and sad.
He looks like he has hatred, but it’s even harder to stay in a bad situation!
The dark-colored orioles in the forest sky arrive first, and the fragrant and cold spring butterflies have not yet traveled.
I also recall the thousands of trees in the imperial hometown, and the dim sky in China.
3. "Drunk and Singing to Happy Spring"
Yuan Dynasty: Guan Yun Stone
Bees and butterflies make the sky meander, and swallows and orioles are not free. Just like a branch of red apricot sticking out of the wall, you can't fold it into your hand.
It's time to let the wind and rain shame the flower.
4. "Red Lips: The Fragrance of Red Apricots"
Song Dynasty: Su Shi
The fragrance of red apricots floats, and the willows contain smoke and green leaves trailing light wisps. Zhuhu by the water. All the twilight rain.
The shadow of the candle shakes the wind, and a pillow hurts the mood of spring. Can't go back. Where is Fenglou? The grass loses its way back.
5. "Occupying Chunfang·Red Apricots"
Song Dynasty: Su Shi
When the red apricots are gone, all the young peaches are gone, and I alone occupy the Chunfang.
No better than the orchid musk deer in the world, it is naturally fragrant and fragrant.
Don’t forget about wine. Like a beautiful woman, combined with bright light. I only worry about the flowers falling when the flute blows, except for King Ning.
7. Poems about filial piety
1. "The Wandering Son's Song" Mengjiao, Tang Dynasty
The thread in the hands of the loving mother, the clothes on the wandering boy's body. Before leaving, there is a tight gap,
I am afraid that I will return later. Whoever speaks of an inch of grass will be rewarded with three rays of spring light.
2. "Farewell to My Mother" by Huang Zhongze of the Qing Dynasty
Pulling up the curtains to pay homage to my mother and going to the river beam, I will be worried for a long time and my eyes will dry up with tears.
It was a miserable snowy night in Chaimen, and it was better to have no children than to have no children at this time.
3. "Tenth Five Years" King Anshi of the Song Dynasty
He sent his mother to Han ditch and left Bai Hanyin at home. When the moon comes out and Du Yu is heard, the north and the south are always concerned.
4. "Arrived Home at the End of the Year" by Jiang Shiquan of the Qing Dynasty
My love for my son is endless, and I am happy to return home. The cold clothes are densely stitched, and the letters home are freshly inked.
When we meet, I pity the thin man, and call him to ask about his hardships. I feel ashamed of the son of man and dare not sigh in the dust.
5. "Mother Farewell Son" by Bai Juyi of the Tang Dynasty
Mother bids farewell to son, son bids farewell to mother, crying bitterly in the dark of day.
The general of the Kansai Hsing Cavalry, he captured Xin Ce Xun last year.
The imperial edict gave two million in money, and Luoyang welcomed people like flowers.
New people welcome and old people abandon them, the lotus in the palm is a thorn in the eye.
It is not enough to be sad to welcome the new and abandon the old. It is sad to leave two children in your family.
At first, he was helping people to walk and then to sit down.
My mother and son have been separated for a long time because of the new Yanwan of your couple.
It is not as good as the crows and magpies in the forest. The mother does not lose her young, the male and the female.
It should be like the peach and plum trees in the garden, the flowers falling on the branches with the wind.
Newbies, newbies, listen to my words, Luoyang Unlimited Red Mansion Girl.
I hope that the general will be able to perform meritorious service again, and that there will be new people better than you.
6. "Motherly Love" by Yang Weizhen of the Yuan Dynasty
A loving mother loves her young, and Zhao Jiaguangyi is the crown prince.
The steps of a dragon and a tiger change with each passing day, while a dog moves with an eagle and follows its trend.
Isn’t there a child six feet below the knee? Ah Zhao and Amei are not crotches.
The ghost lights are blurry at night, and the heavy snow is falling.
If hundreds of officials don’t hold Dong Hu’s pen, what will happen to an orphan and a widowed husband?
Suddenly, a silver pillar ax was pierced on the ground in front of the bed, causing trouble for the books in the golden cabinet of King Han.
7. "Mo Xuan Tu" Mian Wangmian of the Yuan Dynasty
The bright day lily flowers grow under the north hall.
The south wind blows his heart, shaking it for whom?
A loving mother leans on her door with love, but a wanderer’s journey is painful.
The sweet messages are sparse every day, and the sound and questions are blocked every day.
Looking up at the cloud forest, I feel ashamed to hear the wise birds singing.
8. "Whose Son" by Han Yu of the Tang Dynasty
Whose son is neither crazy nor crazy? He went to the king's house to praise the Taoist priest.
The white-headed old mother covered the door and cried, rolling up the broken sleeves of her shirt and leaving them in place.
The bride with green eyebrows was twenty years old, and she was driven back home and cried through the city.
Perhaps Yun wanted to learn how to play Feng Sheng, and admired Ling Fei as much as Xiao Shi.
It is also said that the customs of the time are based on ordinary people, and they strive to obtain noble positions through dangerous and strange practices.
Although there are legends about gods, those who know them will know that they are delusional.
A sage, a king, and a virtuous person can be bullied, but why should he die in a poor mountain?
Oh my brother, Yu Xincheng, I am willing to teach you from beginning to end.
It is not too late to punish him if he does not punish him.
Whoever has sympathy for his friends and relatives can write this poem to me as a gift.
9. "Dan Ge Xing" by Wang Jian of the Tang Dynasty
When a person is born, the sun begins to rise. Going up the mountain late, going down the mountain quickly.
Thirty-six thousand dynasties in a hundred years, the night will be strong for half a day.
Singing and dancing must be done early. Yesterday is better than today.
People think that men and women are good at birth, but they don’t know that men and women make people grow old.
Short song line, no music.
10. "Answers on behalf of an old man from Beizhou" by Zhang Wei of the Tang Dynasty
The old man went to Beizhou with a salary, and when he looked north to his hometown, he was worried about the visitors.
He said that the old man had three sons, and two of them died in the yellow sand.
Now that the children have grown up, they will be drafted again next year after hearing the news.
I know for sure that this parting will be scattered, not as good as being together in death and life.
Lend your fields and houses to your neighbors, and return to your hometown alone.
No one knows how hard it is to have more descendants in this lifetime.
According to recent legends, the emperor respects martial arts and vegetables, and strengthens his troops to quell Hu Chen.
There is a long-term strategy for peace and harmony in the border area, so there is no need to displace the Chinese.
11. "The Great Night Work" by Tang Gaoshi
The hotel is sleepless under the cold light, and the guest's heart becomes desolate.
I miss my hometown tonight, and worry about tomorrow for another year.
12. "Buxu" Tang Sikong Picture
My mother taught Buxu, and Sanyuan Chang sent the pot.
The rhymes and customs of Yunshao ceased, and the Yao harp stopped, and the luan and crane flew low to brush the treasure furnace.
13. "Sending Zhang Shenming's Sutras to Jingzhou Province" by Meng Haoran of the Tang Dynasty
In the fifteenth year of Caiyi, Cheng Huan was in front of his loving mother. Xiaolian pays tribute every year, and carries oranges to Qinchuan.
Among the four candidates, Xu Zhongxuan was the middle doctor.
Who wouldn’t admire the gods while boating on the river?
8. Poems about farewell
"Farewell" by Li Shutong
Outside the pavilion, beside the ancient road, the green grass stretches to the sky.
The evening breeze carries the faint sound of willow flutes, and the sun sets outside the mountains.
At the end of the sky, in the corner of the earth, only a few close friends are scattered;
A ladle of turbid wine has exhausted all the remaining joy, don’t sleep in the cold tonight.
Li Bai's "Send Off a Friend"
"The thoughts of wandering in the clouds, the feelings of old friends in the setting sun."
Wang Wei's:
"Encourage the king If you have a glass of wine, there will be no old friends when you leave Yangguan in the west." ("Send Yuan Er Envoy to Anxi")
Wang Bo's: "I have a friend in the sea, and the world is as close as my neighbor." ("Sending Du Shaofu's Appointment") "Shuzhou")
Wang Changling's: "Friends and relatives in Luoyang are like asking each other, and a heart of ice is in a jade pot." ("Farewell to Xin Jian at Furong Tower")
Bai Juyi's "Fu De Guyuan" "Farewell to the Grass":
The grass grows in the original land, and it dries up and flourishes every year.
Wildfires never burn out, but the spring breeze blows them again.
The distant fragrance invades the ancient road, and the clear green meets the deserted city.
I sent the king and grandson off again, and they were full of love.
9. What are the poems about sending people off?
These are ancient poems about sending people off. I hope the questioner will be satisfied.
Farewell to Dong Da (Gao Shi of the Tang Dynasty)
Thousands of miles of yellow clouds are shining in the daytime, and the north wind is blowing wild geese and snow.
Don’t worry, there will be no friends in the future. No one in the world will know you.
Send Yuan Er Envoy to Anxi (Wang Wei of the Tang Dynasty)
The morning rain in Weicheng is light and dusty, and the guesthouses are green and willow-colored.
I advise you to have another glass of wine, and there will be no old friends when you leave Yangguan in the west.
Sending Zhu Da to the Qin Dynasty (Tang Dynasty·Meng Haoran)
Visitors to Wuling, the sword is worth a thousand gold.
When we break up, we will give each other gifts, but our hearts will remain the same throughout our lives.
Farewell to Xin Jian at Furong Tower (Tang Dynasty·Wang Changling)
Entering Wu at night in the cold rainy night, I see off my guest Chu Shangu in the bright light.
Relatives and friends in Luoyang are like asking each other, with a heart of ice in a jade pot.
Sending off a Friend (Li Bai, Tang Dynasty)
Green mountains stretch across Beiguo, and white water surrounds the east city. Say goodbye in here, then fight in the lonely and long way.
The thoughts of wandering in the floating clouds, the love of old friends in the setting sun. Wave your hands and go from here, Xiaoxiao class horse roars.
Farewell to the King on his Eleventh Journey to the South (Liu Changqing of the Tang Dynasty)
The gentleman in Li is full of smoke and water, waving his hands and staining his towel with tears. The flying birds are nowhere to be seen, and the green mountains are empty towards people.
The Yangtze River is sailing far away, and the setting sun is spring across the lakes. Who can see that on Tingzhou, the white apples are full of lovesickness and sorrow.
Sending a Friend (Xue Tao of the Tang Dynasty)
There is frost in the night of Jianjia in the Water Country, and the moon is cold and the mountains are green.
Who said that a thousand miles away from this evening will be as long as a fortress from a dream.
Farewell to Master Lingche (Liu Changqing of Tang Dynasty)
The bells of Cangcang Bamboo Forest Temple are ringing late.
The lotus hat carries the setting sun, and the green mountains return alone.
Sending Pei Langzhong back to Jizhou (Liu Changqing of the Tang Dynasty)
The ape cries and the guests disperse at the head of the river at dusk, and the people feel sad and the water flows by itself.
The same work is chasing the ministers and kings farther away, a lonely boat thousands of miles away from the green mountains.
Two Songs of Farewell on a Moonlit Night at Jiang Pavilion (Part 2) (Wang Bo, Tang Dynasty)
The smoke cage is surrounded by green bricks, and the moon is flying towards the south end.
Loneliness is hidden away from the pavilion, and the country and mountains are cold at night.
Sending each other off in the mountains (Wang Wei of the Tang Dynasty)
Sending each other off in the mountains, the sunset covers the firewood.
When the grass is green next spring, will the king and grandson return?
Farewell to Li Duan (Lulun, Tang Dynasty)
The old pass is full of decaying grass, and it is sad to say farewell. The road is out of the cold clouds, when people return to the dusk snow.
It is early for a young man to be a guest, but it is difficult to recognize you late. Covering the tears and facing each other in the sky, where will the wind and dust end?
Baling night farewell to the eight members of the royal family (Jia Zhi of the Tang Dynasty)
Farewell to Luoyang when the catkins are flying, and go to Sanxiang after the plum blossoms bloom.
The feelings of the world have dispersed with the floating clouds, and the hatred has disappeared with the river.
Sending firewood to serve the emperor (Wang Changling of the Tang Dynasty)
The flowing water flows through the five hills, sending you firewood without leaving your wounds.
The green mountains are together with the clouds and rain, but the bright moon has never been the two towns.
Farewell to Meng Haoran in Guangling (Li Bai, Tang Dynasty)
The old friend left the Yellow Crane Tower in the west, and the fireworks went down to Yangzhou in March.
The shadow of the lone sail in the distance is gone in the blue sky, and only the Yangtze River can be seen flowing in the sky.