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.
Meet sb. leave
a certain person
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.
Du Shaofu was appointed as Shuchuan.
Bo Wang
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.
Doing nothing is wrong, wiping your eyes like a heartbroken child? .
Send David to join the army
Chen Ziang
The Huns are still alive and Jiang Wei rejoined the army.
No, no, three rivers, chasing six counties.
The wild goose mountain crosses the north, and the fox inserts the cloud.
Don't make it up, just leave Han to take over.
Farewell, my friend Chen
Richie
In the fourth month, the south wind blew the yellow barley plain, and the jujube flowers did not fall, but the shadow was 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.
Bought us wine at the east gate, made a wish, and took things 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? .
Songweier
Wang Changling
Upstairs, the river was drunk and drunk to bid farewell to the sweet orange pomelo, and the wind and rain in the river brought the boat desolate.
Imagine that you are alone in the xiaoxiang moon, listening to the long ape with a melancholy dream.
Send firewood to serve the palace.
Wang Changling
The flowing water is connected to Wugang, so it doesn't hurt to say goodbye.
You and I went all the way to the green hills in the rain, at the top of the moon in both places?
Farewell Xin Jian at the Lotus Pavilion
one
Wang Changling
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!