2, there is no north-south road outside the door, and people should avoid parting. -Du Mu
3, away from hate like spring grass, farther and farther away and still alive-Li Yu.
4. I advise you to drink a glass of wine and go out of Yangguan for no reason. -Wang Wei
The grass turns green again in spring, but what about you, my friend Prince? ? -Bai Juyi
6. Mochow has no confidant in the road ahead, and no one in the world knows you. -Gao Shi
On the 7 th, the cold rain entered the river, and the night was in Wu, seeing off guests in loneliness. -Wang Changling
8. Candles have a heart to say goodbye and cry for others until dawn-Du Mu
9, cutting constantly, the reason is still chaotic, it is sad. Especially the general taste in my heart-Li Yu
However, as long as China keeps our friendship, heaven is still our neighbor. -Wang Bo
1 1 Ah, my friend's prince, you left again. I heard them sigh behind you. -Li Bai
Now, approaching my village and meeting people, I dare not ask a question-Song Wenzhi.
13, the last time we met in the flowers, we parted in the flowers, and now the flowers have been blooming for one year-Wei.
14, Taohuatan is deeper than thousands of feet, not as good as Wang Lun. -Li Bai
15, it took a long time to meet her, and it took a long time to break up. The east wind rises and flowers fall-Li Shangyin
Love leaves bitterness, shrike flies, swallow flies east, swallow flies west. Contrary to rural customs, rain hates clouds and worries for a day. If you want to fly to Sanqiu alone through the white clouds and see things at dusk, people want to step to the right, and the thoughts of cranes and Huating foxes die in the first hill.
Drink white jade cups and wine, in this March when the sun is floating. The spring breeze can sway for a few days, and you and I are gray at the temples.
Sad songs can be used as tears, and distant looks can be used as angelica.
Sad, sad, sad, parting.
It is easier to see when it is different than when it is difficult. The water is gone, and it is heaven and earth.
In the morning, I heard the wanderer singing a farewell song. Last night, you crossed the Yellow River. People who are most worried are afraid to hear the swan song, and lonely travelers are in the silence of mountains and clouds.
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.
Emotional parting has existed since ancient times, and it is more comparable. It is also a cold autumn festival.
Everyone gradually feels strange in the local accent, but they hate the sound of the old mountain.
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. The Yellow Crane Tower bid farewell to Meng Haoran on the way to Yangzhou. Beautiful poem
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!
North Malaysia is still attached to the north wind, south birds fly north, and nest in the south branch.
If you keep cutting, you will be confused. It is the sadness of parting, especially the general taste in your heart. {[csc:pagelist]} Tonight is the full moon, and I wonder whose home Qiu Si will be.
The closer I get to my hometown, the more timid I am, afraid to inquire about people from home.
The feast lasted until the moon disappeared in the high trees and the Milky Way disappeared at dawn. Youyou Luoyang Road, when will this meeting be held?
A gentleman is poor, who wants to meet today without paying for drinks?
It is difficult to leave the Modaoqiu River, and the boat will be in Changan tomorrow.
Nanpu is sad, and the west wind hits autumn. At the sight of heartbroken, it is a good cloud not to look back.
Oh, ask this river flowing eastward, whether it can go further than the love of friends! .
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.
It is almost as difficult for friends to meet each other as the stars in the morning and evening.
The water brings you the feeling of home and makes your boat travel 300 miles.
Yesterday, I left, and the willows were reluctant; The road is muddy and difficult to walk, and people are thirsty and hungry.
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, wiping your eyes like a heartbroken child? . Beautiful poem
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.