The poem about students leaving is 1. Poems about students' parting are badly needed.

Parting poems in Tang dynasty

1, goodbye Meng Haoran on the way to Yangzhou Li Bai

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.

Sailing alone in the blue sky, I can see the Yangtze River flowing in the sky.

2. Xie Ting bid farewell to Xu Hun

After singing the farewell song, you untied another boat in the distance. There are green hills on both sides and red leaves on the mountains. The water is rushing eastward.

When dusk fell, I woke up, only to know that everyone had left. At this time, it began to rain again, and I was the only one who left the west wing.

3. Pipa Bai Hang Juyi

In the evening, I bid farewell to a guest on Xunyang River. Maple leaves and mature rushes rustle in autumn.

I, the host, have dismounted, my guest has boarded his boat, and we raise our cups, hoping to drink-but, alas, there is no music.

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.

4. Liu Yong Yulinling

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.

(Xia Gan)

Emotional parting has existed since ancient times, and it is more comparable. It is also a cold autumn festival. Who knows where I am when I am awake tonight? Fear is just the edge, facing the sad morning wind and the setting sun of the waning moon. 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. Even if it is full of emotions, who can enjoy it together?

5. Send King Weil to Changling.

Zui Xiang is accompanied by orange pomelo, and the river wind draws rain into the boat to cool it.

Recalling that I am far away in Xiaoxiang, I can clearly hear the apes growing up in their dreams.

6. Write about Li Yi

Water lines are precious and thoughtful, and the ceremony of a thousand miles is a night off.

From then on, there is no good night, let him go down to the west wing in the bright moon.

7. Send Shen Zifu to Jiangdong to see Wang Wei.

The ferries of the Willow River are scattered, and the boatman shakes his oars and sails in.

Only lovesickness is like spring scenery, and Jiangnan Jiangbei will send you home.

8. Jiangling hopes for.

There are thousands of maple leaves, and the river bridge is covered with dusk sails.

Remember that your heart is like the Xihe River, which flows eastward day and night.

9. When Yuan Er was sent to Anxi Wang Wei.

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.

10, not Dongda Gaoshi

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?

1 1, bid farewell to Li Shutong.

Outside the pavilion, next to the ancient road,

The grass is blue

The evening breeze blows the willow flute,

The sunset is beyond the mountain.

The edge of the sky, the corner of the earth,

The bosom friend is half scattered;

A cloudy glass of wine makes you happy,

Don't go to Meng Han tonight.

Outside the pavilion, next to the ancient road,

The grass is blue

The evening breeze blows the willow flute,

The sunset is beyond the mountain.

12, Xie Gongting Li Bai

Where Xie Ting left, the scenery was always sad.

The guests scattered the blue sky and the bright moon, and the mountains were clear.

13, bid farewell to Zheng Gu with friends in Huaishang.

The leaders of the Yangtze River and everyone are worried about killing the people crossing the river.

Several bagpipes leave the pavilion late, you turn to Xiaoxiang and I turn to Qin.

14, send Du 14th to Meng Haoran in Jiangnan.

Jason Wu, as a hometown, is connected with water, so it is slim for you to go to Chunjiang.

At sunset, you can see the end of the world wherever you sail.

15 Farewell to the viceroy and go to Shu for his post.

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.

However, as long as China keeps our friendship, heaven will remain our neighbor.

Why are you wandering at the fork in the road, wiping your eyes like a heartbroken child? . Come here and look for it. There must be!

2. Farewell poems to classmates

If life is an experiment, I am not afraid to try all the schemes and wait for the results in a hundred years. If life is a voyage, I will take every day as the starting point, just for the long-awaited harbor. Many years later, when I look back at the winding road I walked, I will never regret the memory of choosing the campus. Will you remember the day when we met? Peach blossoms bloom all over the campus, raising inexplicable thoughts. Your own songs prove the true meaning of life. Do you remember the days when we met? The same joy and tears wrote the poems of our youth. Time flies, and we will grow old. Friendship is a memory that cannot be bleached by years. Every spring, every spring season, every tossing and turning night, my heart will fly over Qian Shan. I'll meet you at the old place on campus. (3) I miss Chang 'an in September. On a misty rainy day, children gather on campus, and their childish faces are full of homesickness, a gentle greeting, a stiff handshake, a prelude to friendship, and innocent stories of carefree years are printed in our hearts. The same song and the same road leave our youthful footprints in Chang 'an in July. We bid farewell to Chang 'an gently, without hypocrisy or nostalgia in your eyes. From then on, my thoughts are as infinite as the stars on a summer night, as gentle and continuous as the grassland in May.

3. Parting poems in primary schools

A Gift for Wang Lun Tang Bai was about to go by boat when he heard singing on the shore.

Peach Blossom Pond is deep in thousands of feet, so it is better for Wang Lun to give it to me. The second mission to the Yuan Dynasty, Anxi Tang, Wang Wei, Acropolis, drizzle and dust, the guest house is green and willow-colored.

Sincerely advise friends to drink a glass of wine, and it is difficult to meet their relatives when they go out to the sun. In "Farewell to Xin Jian in Furong Inn", it is freezing in the cold, rainy and rainy, and it is clearly the loneliness of Fujian and Wu at night.

Friends, if my friends in Luoyang invite me; Just say I'm still Bing Xin Okho, and stick to my faith! The Yellow Crane Tower sends Bao Haoran to Guangling Tang Li Bai, an old friend, to bid farewell to the Yellow Crane Tower in the West, and fireworks will go 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. It's daytime in Huang Yun, and the north wind blows goose feather and heavy snow one after another.

Mochow has no confidant in the road ahead, and everyone in the world doesn't know you. My heart hurts. I am about to leave primary school, at the moment of parting. At the moment when I heard someone say goodbye, I didn't dare to face it, and I didn't want to face it. It hurts like hearing something break in your body. When I face my teacher, I have told myself hundreds of times that you have worked hard, but I can't tell you that when I face my classmates, I want to hold her and cry together, but I can only sit quietly and watch the tears flow down. I don't know what will happen after we graduate, but I know it means my heart will hurt. I don't understand that all my good friends will leave me this summer. I hate it when I finish writing this summer.

Swallows spread their wings and eagles soar, which is the bird's yearning for the blue sky; The stream is gurgling and the waves are rolling, which is the song of the river to the ocean; Rice is fragrant and fruitful, which is the earth's imagination of everything; Stone, peach and plum fragrance, that is the hope of our alma mater! Teacher, our alma mater is about to leave you, so put away our past plays. We walked quietly through every corner of the campus and the place where we lived for six years. You see, how many times the sunny classroom listened to us, how many times the silent blackboard wrote about us, how many times the secret recipe of knowledge left us, how many times the wide and flat playground left us, how many times laughter floated, and how many times the ringing bell reminded us. Cherish time, alma mater. When I walk into your alma mater again, I will never forget how many years have flowed in our hearts. When you are confused, you can't forget the teacher's words. When I fell, I couldn't forget the helping hand extended by my classmates. When I failed, I couldn't forget the encouraging eyes of the teachers. When I succeeded, my classmates applauded warmly for my alma mater. How can I thank your teacher? We will graduate for six years. In our minds, six years have passed. We clearly remember your busy figure. Teacher, let's play ball together. Teacher, my model plane has been completed. Teacher, my composition has been published again. We won the first prize in the chorus competition. Remember your anxious eyes in the sports field? That's our motivation to win the first place. When we saw the victory of the game, you cheered with us. I clearly see how the excited tears in your eyes are forgotten. When you make progress, how can you forget to give us awards? How can you forget when you were sick? When you make a mistake, you carefully remind us that whenever you make a mistake, you will have our laughter. Seeing that we are sensible day by day, your face blooms with the most gratifying smile. Your heart is always beating for us, teacher. How should every child in Class One, Grade Six thank your teacher? We are going to graduate for six years, and the six years are falling gently before our eyes. Once upon a time, teacher, my pants were torn, my braid was loose, my lunch was spilled, and my parents quarreled again ... teacher ... teacher ... Yes! What's so hard about beating you? Whose mind is long grass, you are the gardener of weeding, and whose mind is hurt, you are the doctor and teacher of healing. It is difficult to combine such a group of accents from south to north with gentle love for you. It's hard to accommodate such a group of children who grow up warm for you. Teacher, how should every child in Class Two, Grade Six thank your teacher? We will graduate for six years. Six years of wind and rain have passed quietly in our minds. Please have a drink. How many times have you lost your voice for us? Please put down your pen, teacher. How many eyes have you worn out for us? Teacher, please sit down for a while. How can you hold on just after hanging the bottle? Teacher, please have a good rest. When your children grow up, they will never forget that you helped us move forward in every ditch. You have propped up the scenery of our life with your shoulders that are not huge. I remember in math class, you took pains to ask questions and patiently explained that this is the cornerstone of our rise. A little success won your tears. From light footsteps to old age, you left the most wonderful chapter in our life on the road of growth, teacher. How to make every child in Class 3, Grade 6 thank you? Why can't you express your attachment to each other? Why can't you express your love for your alma mater? Why can't we express our sincere words? What we can't hold back is the most beautiful scenery, the longing to slip away and the best time. All this seems to have just begun. As if it were yesterday. In a blink of an eye, we will say goodbye. You gave me a wonderful time at my alma mater. Goodbye my teacher. (salute! Thank you, alma mater, and thank you, teacher and mother.

4. Poems when friends and classmates leave

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 Shu. Oh, my friend's prince, you left again, and I heard them sigh behind you.

(Li Bai's "Send a friend" 3. The grass turns green again in spring, but what about you, my friend Prince? ? (Bai Juyi's Farewell to Ancient Grass) 4. 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 relatives when they go out to the sun.

(Wang Wei's "Send Yuan 20 Shi An Xi") 5. Cold rain at night, Wu, seeing off guests in Chushan alone; (Wang Changling's Parting Xin Jian at Furong Inn) 6. Mochow has no confidant in the road ahead, and no one in the world knows you. (Gao Shi "Don't be big") 7. The Peach Blossom Pond in thousands of feet is not as good as that in Wang Lun.

(Li Bai's Gift to Wang Lun) 8. Lonely sail overlooking the blue sky, I saw the Yangtze River flowing in the sky. (Li Bai's Yellow Crane Tower sends a bowl to Haoran Guangling) 9. Then he disappeared around the corner, leaving only hoofprint.

(Cen Can's Song of Snow White sends Tian Shuji Wu home) 10. Outside the pavilion, 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. After drinking a bottle of wine, I will leave Meng Han tonight.

(Li Shutong's "Farewell" poem nostalgia 1. You come from my old country. Tell me what happened there! .

When you pass by my window, are plum blossoms blooming? (Wang Wei's Miscellaneous Poems) 2. Young people leave home, old people return, and the local accent has not changed. Where do children come from when they meet strangers? "He zhang's hometown couplet book" "3. The spine of the book is broken, winter returns to winter and spring returns to spring.

The closer I get to my hometown, the more timid I am, afraid to inquire about people from home. Song Wenzhi's Crossing the Han River 4. Under the blue mountain, my boat and I meandered along the green water.

Until the river bank widens at low tide, and no wind blows my lonely sail. ... night gives way to the ocean of the sun, and the old year melts in freshness.

I can finally send my messenger, the wild goose, back to Luoyang. (Wang Wan's "The Next Berth on Beibao Mountain") 5. It's only seven days in spring and two years away from home.

The day of returning home is behind the bird's return to the earth, but the idea of returning home has existed before the spring flowers bloom. (Xue Daoheng's Home) 6. The foot of my bed is shining with such bright light. Is it frosty already? .

I looked up at the moon and looked down, feeling nostalgic. (Li Bai's Silent Night Thinking) 7. The sound of Yudi's flight was dark, and the spring breeze filled Los Angeles.

In this nocturne, everyone can't remember the national conditions. (Li Bai's "Smelling the flute in Los Angeles on a Spring Night") 8. It has been ten frosts in Bingzhou, and I miss Xianyang day and night.

For no reason, I crossed the mulberry river, but I hope that Bing is my hometown. (Liu Zao's Journey to the North) 9. Wanderers listen to drums and autumn geese sing.

The dew turns to frost tonight, and the moonlight at home is bright! Brothers are scattered, and no one can ask about life and death.

Letters sent to Luoyang city are often not delivered, and wars often do not stop. (Du Fu's Remembering My Brother on a Moonlit Night).

5. Poems when friends and classmates leave

1. We said goodbye sadly, and our two officials went in opposite directions.

After all, the world is just a small place. (Wang Bo's "Farewell to Shu Guan")

Oh, my friend's prince, you left again, and I heard them sigh behind you. (Li Bai's "Seeing Friends Off")

The grass turns green again in spring, but what about you, my friend Prince? ? (Bai Juyi's 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 relatives when they go out to the sun. (Wang Wei's "Send Yuan 20 Shi An Xi") 5. Cold rain at night, Wu, seeing off guests in Chushan alone; (Wang Changling "Breaking up with Xin Jian at Furong Inn")

6. Mochow has no confidant in the road ahead, and no one in the world knows you. (Gao Shi "Don't be big")

7. Peach Blossom Pond and thousands of feet are not as good as Wang Lun's. (Li Bai's Gift to Wang Lun)

8. The solitary sail is far away from the blue sky, and only the Yangtze River flows in the sky. (Li Bai's "Yellow Crane Tower sends bowls to Haoran Guangling")

9. Then he disappeared around the corner, leaving only hoofprint. (Cen Can's Song of Snow White sends Tian Shuji home)

10. Outside the pavilion, beside 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. After drinking a bottle of wine, I will leave Meng Han tonight. (Li Shutong's Farewell)

Nostalgia in Poetry

1. You come from my old country. Tell me what happened there! .

When you pass by my window, are plum blossoms blooming? (Wang Wei's miscellaneous poems)

2. I left home when I was young, and my local accent has not changed.

Where do children come from when they meet strangers? "He Zhangzhi's Homecoming Book"

3. Leave the mountain to rest, winter will come, and spring will come.

The closer I get to my hometown, the more timid I am, afraid to inquire about people from home. Song Wenzhi's Crossing the Han River

Under the blue mountain, my boat and I meandered along the green water.

Until the river bank widens at low tide, and no wind blows my lonely sail.

... night gives way to the ocean of the sun, and the old year melts in freshness.

I can finally send my messenger, the wild goose, back to Luoyang. (Wang Wan's "A Stop at the foot of Beibao Mountain")

It's only seven days in spring and two years away from home.

The day of returning home is behind the bird's return to the earth, but the idea of returning home has existed before the spring flowers bloom. (Xue Daoheng's "Homecoming")

6. The foot of my bed is shining so brightly. Is it frosty already? .

I looked up at the moon and looked down, feeling nostalgic. (Li Bai's "Silent Night Thinking"

7. Whose rain flute flies in the dark, and the spring breeze permeates Los Angeles.

In this nocturne, everyone can't remember the national conditions. (Li Bai's "Smelling the flute in Los Angeles on a Spring Night")

8. It has been ten frosts in Bingzhou, and I miss Xianyang day and night.

For no reason, I crossed the mulberry river, but I hope that Bing is my hometown. (Liu Zao's "Journey to the North")

9. A vagrant hears drums that indicate fighting, and a wild goose rings in autumn.

The dew turns to frost tonight, and the moonlight at home is bright!

Brothers are scattered, and no one can ask about life and death.

Letters sent to Luoyang city are often not delivered, and wars often do not stop. (Du Fu's Remembering Brothers on a Moonlit Night)

6. What poem is used to bid farewell to school?

Flowers bloom and fall, and the seasons change. I miss you and the sky. I miss the year when I got wet in the rainy season. This is a memory. Miss the slightly astringent youth. Time flies like water. We will leave in a hurry and watch the migratory birds begin to migrate. We will pursue our dreams. If we meet again one day, will we recognize you? - .

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 Shu. Oh, my friend's prince, you left again, and I heard them sigh behind you. (Li Bai's "Send a friend" 3. The grass turns green again in spring, but what about you, my friend Prince? ? (Bai Juyi's Farewell to Ancient Grass) 4. 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 relatives when they go out to the sun. (Wang Wei's "Send Yuan 20 Shi An Xi") 5. Cold rain at night, Wu, seeing off guests in Chushan alone; (Wang Changling's Parting Xin Jian at Furong Inn) 6. Mochow has no confidant in the road ahead, and no one in the world knows you. (Gao Shi "Don't be big") 7. The Peach Blossom Pond in thousands of feet is not as good as that in Wang Lun. (Li Bai's Gift to Wang Lun) 8. Lonely sail overlooking the blue sky, I saw the Yangtze River flowing in the sky. (Li Bai's Yellow Crane Tower sends a bowl to Haoran Guangling) 9. Then he disappeared around the corner, leaving only hoofprint. (Cen Can's Song of Snow White sends Tian Shuji Wu home) 10. Outside the pavilion, 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. After drinking a bottle of wine, I will leave Meng Han tonight. (Li Shutong's "Farewell" poem nostalgia 1. You come from my old country. Tell me what happened there! . When you pass by my window, are plum blossoms blooming? (Wang Wei's Miscellaneous Poems) 2. Young people leave home, old people return, and the local accent has not changed. Where do children come from when they meet strangers? "He zhang's hometown couplet book" "3. The spine of the book is broken, winter returns to winter and spring returns to spring. The closer I get to my hometown, the more timid I am, afraid to inquire about people from home. Song Wenzhi's Crossing the Han River 4. Under the blue mountain, my boat and I meandered along the green water. Until the river bank widens at low tide, and no wind blows my lonely sail. ... night gives way to the ocean of the sun, and the old year melts in freshness. I can finally send my messenger, the wild goose, back to Luoyang. (Wang Wan's "The Next Berth on Beibao Mountain") 5. It's only seven days in spring and two years away from home. The day of returning home is behind the bird's return to the earth, but the idea of returning home has existed before the spring flowers bloom. (Xue Daoheng's Home) 6. The foot of my bed is shining with such bright light. Is it frosty already? . I looked up at the moon and looked down, feeling nostalgic. (Li Bai's Silent Night Thinking) 7. The sound of Yudi's flight was dark, and the spring breeze filled Los Angeles. In this nocturne, everyone can't remember the national conditions. (Li Bai's "Smelling the flute in Los Angeles on a Spring Night") 8. It has been ten frosts in Bingzhou, and I miss Xianyang day and night. For no reason, I crossed the mulberry river, but I hope that Bing is my hometown. (Liu Zao's Journey to the North) 9. Wanderers listen to drums and autumn geese sing. The dew turns to frost tonight, and the moonlight at home is bright! Brothers are scattered, and no one can ask about life and death. Letters sent to Luoyang city are often not delivered, and wars often do not stop. (Du Fu's Remembering Brothers on a Moonlit Night)

Share weal and woe and set sail. Follow your dreams and roam the world.

A man knows his companion in a long journey and a little inn.

Even if the Peach Blossom Pond is deep, it is not as deep as Wang Lun's sending away my love.

7. The more ancient poems about "parting", the better. I want to write some for my classmates after graduation.

Many exhibition halls

Lipper

The world is sad,

Lao's farewell pavilion.

Chunfeng knows not to suffer,

Don't send wicker green.

Say goodbye in the mountains

(Tang) Wang Wei

My friend, I watched you go down the mountain,

Until now, in the dark, I closed the thatched door.

The grass turns green again in spring,

But my friend prince, will you? ?

Say goodbye to the ancient grassland

Bai Juyi

The endless grassland on the plain,

As each season comes and goes.

Wildfire never devours them,

They have grown taller in the spring breeze.

Sweet, they are on the ancient highway,

Reach the crumbling gate.

Oh, my friend's prince, you left again,

I heard them sigh behind you.

Li Bai: To Wang Lun.

Li Bai will want to travel by boat,

Suddenly I heard singing on the shore.

Taohuatan, Three thousands of feet,

Not as good as Wang Lun.

Normal University: Don't move up.

A thousand miles away in Huang Yun,

The north wind blows goose feathers and heavy snow one after another.

Mochow has no bosom friend in the future,

Everyone in the world doesn't know you.

Wang Changling: Breaking up with Xin Jian at Furong Inn.

Cold rain at night, Wu,

Pingming Chugu Mountain in Fujian.

If relatives and friends in Luoyang ask each other,

A piece of ice is in the jade pot.

A song "Snow White" sent Tian Shuji Wu home.

The north wind picks up the white grass and blows it away.

And eight In the snow in the Tatar sky.

Like a strong wind in spring, it blows at night,

Blow open the petals of ten thousand pear trees.

It enters the pearl shutters and wets the silk curtains.

The fur coat feels cold and the cotton pad is thin.

The bow became stiff and could hardly be pulled.

Iron clothes are hard to protect.

Sand is deepened by unfathomable ice,

Dark clouds are gloomy and Wan Li is condensed.

But let's drink to the guests who come home from the camp.

Play the savage pipa, guitar and harp for him.

Until dusk, when the snow collapsed our tent,

Our frozen red flag cannot fly in the wind.

We watched him walk east through the gate of the wheel tower,

Walk into the snowdrift of Paradise Road.

Then he disappeared around the corner,

Leaving only his hoofprint.

1. I often go, Yangliu is Yiyi; Today, I think it's raining heavily-The Book of Songs. Xiaoya. Pick Wei.

2. Elegy can be wept, but it can be returned to China far away-Elegy, a folk song of Han Yuefu

3. Humayu follows the north wind and crosses the south branch of the Bird's Nest —— Nineteen Ancient Poems by Han.

4. However, an inch of grass, enjoying three rays of spring, how much love is there-Jiao's "Wanderer"

5. Now, approaching my village and meeting people, I dare not ask a question-Du Da Yu Ling by Tang Song Wenzhi.

You people from my old country, tell me what happened there! When you passed my window, was the plum blossom Han Mei's flower? -Three miscellaneous poems by Wei.

7. The foot of my bed is shining so brightly. Is it frosty already? Looking up, I found that it was moonlight, and it sank again. I suddenly remembered my hometown-Tang Li Bai's Thoughts on a Quiet Night.

8. Where is your hometown? Only when you are drunk-Song Liqingzhao's Bodhisattva Man

9. I miss my relatives more during the festive season-Wei's "Mountain Residence Sacrifices the Silu Brothers".

10. I don't know who will fall tonight-Wang Tangjian's "Looking at the bright moon for Du Langzhong on fifteen nights"

1 1. Everyone gradually feels strange in the local accent, but they hate the sound of warblers like old mountains-five books by Tang Sikong.

12. Looking at the lake in front of the door, the spring breeze does not change the old waves-Two Couples in Hometown by Tang He Zhang Zhi

13. The teenager left home, and the old friend returned, and the local accent did not change. -Tang He Zhang Zhi's Homecoming Book

14. He knows that the dew will be frost tonight, and how bright the moonlight is at home! -Tang Du Fu's Remembering Brothers on a Moonlit Night.

15. Don't be sad, be sad, be sad, and be separated-Nine Songs of Warring States, Chu and Qu Yuan, Live Less.

16. The day of parting is far away, but the day of wearing clothes is slow-nineteen ancient poems in Han Dynasty. Travel again.

17. Think before you go to the wild goose-Sui's "Every day someone misses home"

18. Stay away from hatred like grass in spring. You can go further and live better —— Qing Ping Le by Li Yu in Southern Tang Dynasty

19. If you keep cutting, the reason is still chaotic, which means leaving sadness. Especially the general taste is in your heart-Li Yu's "Meeting You".

20. It's easier to see when it's difficult than when it's gone. It's heaven and earth-Li Yu's Surging on the Sand.

2 1. It's hard to meet friends, but it's hard to meet the stars of the morning —— For Wei Ba Chu Shi by Don Du Fu.

22. Advise you to drink one more glass of wine, and go out to Yang Guan in the west for no reason-Wei's "Cheng Wei Qu"

23. Mochow has no confidant in the road ahead, and no one knows a gentleman in the world-Don't be Dongda University by Tang Gao Shi.

8. What poems are different from classmates?

1, Tang Dynasty: Farewell to the viceroy's post in Shu/Send Ren Shuchuan away.

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, wiping your eyes like a heartbroken child? .

2. Tang Dynasty: Chen Ziang's "Two Farewells in Spring Night (I)"

Smoke from a candle, and a golden cup is held high to welcome the feast.

Farewell hall in the hall to recall the friendship of friends, bypass the mountain behind the water, a long journey.

The feast lasted until the moon disappeared in the high trees and the Milky Way disappeared at dawn.

Walking on this long Luoyang road, I don't know when I will meet you.

3. Tang Dynasty: Wang Changling's "Lotus Inn and Xinjian Break Up".

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!

4. Tang Dynasty: Gao Shi's "Biedongda" two songs.

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?

Thousands of miles are dark, dark and faint, and the north wind blows snowflakes and heavy snow.

Don't worry about the road ahead, don't know the king of the world?

5. Tang Dynasty: farewell of Wang Wei/farewell in the mountains/farewell of friends.

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?