You left,

when the moon is setting,

the deep night fills you with deep sighs

the deep lake ripples with the melancholy of your eyes

I try to buckle each other's memories with my hands

The meteor that streaks across the night sky

breaks the memory of my soul

You are gone

When the Yangguan song rings

The ancient poems scattered all over your place under the west wind <

I tried to stop you from leaving with my arms

Your persistent eyes told me

You won't stop for anyone

You left,

I won't stand at this parting intersection for a long time.

Waiting will only make my heart break even more.

It will make my loneliness even more lonely.

When you leave, put your footsteps lightly.

Don't let the dust of parting cover your back.

Looking back suddenly.

Did you see my eyes engraved with your name?

Farewell

. Impossible. No!

The reality makes me afraid, regretful, and complicated feelings come to my mind in an instant, which makes me laugh and cry. I can only stop my hurried steps and stop where I think miracles may patronize, and I am at a loss ...

I am a little scared in the face of the bustling streets filled with people and the screens left by the parting fans again and again. Maybe I won't cry without him ...

Silly.

Maybe God has pity on me, a silly girl. He appears, and my contribution is worth it!

Like the mortal world, the tears I suppressed for a long time finally flowed out of the train and stopped for a short five minutes. It was these five minutes that let us separate again. Standing in the same place, there was still his residual temperature in my body, but the train had gone and disappeared into my vague sight ... Goodbye!

Is there a window

that can make you not despair

Take a look at the world of flowers

It turned out to be like a dream

Some people cry

Some people laugh

Some people lose

Some people are old

It's not the same until the end

Is there a kind of love

that can keep you from getting hurt

? What pain can't be forgotten

It's impossible to look back

Don't cry, my friend

I'm still the destination of your heart

Believe in your own way

There are too many infatuated pursuits in the world of mortals

Your pain

I have feelings

I've always been in the deepest part of your heart

. Once upon a time, we struggled together. Once upon a time, we walked through the storm and saw a rainbow full of hope. Now, you have to leave, as if you came gently. Let me read the poem aloud and bid farewell to your gentle footsteps. Goodbye, we will meet again. 2. Friendship sentence about graduation

When you leave, tears become messages. You say, these tears can be condensed into pearls and become permanent memorials.

We have sown four times in the four hopeful spring; Four golden autumn, we harvested four times; We have been honed by four hot summers and tested by four severe winters. Please don't forget this interesting time.

See you in 2 years. You will see me in a suit and tie. Maybe you will like me then, but I don't necessarily have a crush on you. You sing beautifully, which makes me mistake Yang Mian.

after the rain, the flaming rosy clouds leave a sincere friendship behind, and the running water is not blocked by stones, and the friendship is not scattered by distance.

fly, geese! Revive your vigorous wings. Waiting ahead, it won't always be heavy rain and bad waves. There is still sincere friendship in this world, and you are helping to show the quiet lake swing.

In the hot summer, it's time to leave. Looking back on the past four years, my youth is spreading in the beautiful university campus. Four years ago, we were the lucky ones in people's eyes. Today, four years later, we are even more proud.

many years later, we called this summer "that summer", but that summer, we had a beautiful and gorgeous smile.

time flies, time flies, cherry turns red and banana turns green. Time flies, youth walks on the banks of time, drifting away. 3. I'm reluctant to part with the poem. Help me find it. Thank you for your urgent need.

You search for farewell poems. There are many poems with this meaning. I searched a few for you from the Internet. I hope you can use them.

Wang Wei's selected poems bid farewell to I dismount from my horse and I offer you wine and and I ask you where you are going and why. You say because life is not proud, go back to live in the mount zhongnan mountain.

but don't ask questions, white clouds pass there without end. Send Zhang Wu back to the mountain to send you to do your best, and who will be sent back.

hand in hand for several days, and brush your clothes first once. There is a hut in Dongshan. Fortunately, it is to sweep the jingfei.

when you thank the official, you won't be upset. To Qiwu Qian Bound Home After Failing in an Examination (a farewell) in a happy reign there should be no hermits, the wise and able should consult together.

so you, a man of the eastern mountains, gave up your life of picking herbs. It's far from Jun's gate, but you found your devotion unavailing.

to spend the Day of No Fire on one of the southern rivers, Jingluo (Yizuozhao) sews spring clothes. Buy wine in the long road (one for Chang 'an Road, one for the pavilion), soon I shall be left behind here by my bosomfriend.

in your sail-boat of sweet cinnamon-wood, you will float again toward your own thatch door. Led along by distant trees, the lonely village city is in the twilight.

what though your purpose happened to fail, doubt not that some of us can hear high music. Lantian Mountain Shimen Jingshe has a good sunset landscape, and the boat is believed to return to the wind.

it's not far to explore the strange (one for fun), because the source is poor by fate (one for seeking). I love Yunmuxiu from afar (a masterpiece), but at first I suspected that the road was different (a masterpiece).

An (who works for one job) knows the clear flow, and I am connected with Qianshan. Give up the boat and ignore the policy, so it is just right.

There are four or five old monks, enjoying the shade of pines and cypresses. The Vatican forest is not (a party) early, and the night Zen Mountain (a heart) is even more silent.

Tao Xin and (as a friend) the shepherd boy, the world asks the firewood guest. Under the Chang-Lin (a well), burn incense and lie on the Yao mat.

Jian Fang attacks people's clothes, and the mountains and moons reflect the stone walls. If you are afraid of mistakes again, you will be more successful.

smile at taoyuan people, and the bonus will come back. Qingxi I have sailed the River of Yellow Flowers, borne by the channel of a green stream.

rounding ten thousand turns through the mountains, on a journey of less than thirty miles. Rapids hum over heaped rocks, but where light grows dim in the thick pines.

Yang (a performance) Yang Fanling, and weeds are lush along the banks. Down in my heart I have always been as pure, Qingchuan (a Ming) light so.

oh, to remain on a broad flat rock, and to cast a fishing-line forever!. Brother Cui Puyang's season is heavy, and the autumn scenery is good, and Kuang Jun's pool is idle.

under the leisurely Xilin, you know yourself in front of the mountain. Thousands of miles across the sky, several peaks emerge from the clouds.

cragginess to the state of Qin. Residual rain slanting sunshine, evening haze birds also.

my old friend is still respected today, and I sigh with shame. Li Chu Shi lives in a mountain where the gentleman is in the sky, and the villain is willing to avoid it.

Fang Suilian Jin Ke, Lin Shangjia Jue Shan Xian (1). The flowers in the back ridge are not in bloom, and the trees are deep into the clouds.

if you sleep on a clear day, the birds whimper. Note (1): This word has a left-right structure, with "mountain" on the left and "dedication" on the right.

The setting sun in a Farm-house on the Wei River shines on the market, cattle and sheep trail home along the lane. And a rugged old man in a thatch door (A Tong Pu), leans on a staff and thinks of his son, the herdboy.

there are whirring pheasants? full wheat-ears, silk-worms asleep, pared mulberry-leaves. Hochezhi, Fu Tian (Yizuoli), hail one another familiarly.

no wonder I long for the simple life, and am sighing the old song, Oh, to go Back Again!. Note (1) "This word is left and right structure.

the word "day" is on the left and the word "sentence" is on the right. The new sunny field (one night) looks at the new sunny Yuan Ye, and there is no atmosphere.

guomen is near the ferry, and the village trees are connected with the stream mouth. The silver - white river water Flashing the fields, especially bright, verdant mountains towering over the back of the ridge.

there are no idle people in the farming month, and they spend a lot of time on housework. Xi Shi Yong since beauty is honoured all over the Empire, Xi Shi Ning (once again) for a long time.

Chao Nai (for one thing) is a woman who crosses the stream, and at dusk (for another) is a princess of Wu Gong. It's unusual to practice Japanese, the next day exalted, everyone praising her..

Invite (a job) Fu Xiang (a job) powder, or arrange on her shoulders a silken robe.. And the more the King loved her, the lovelier she looked, blinding him away from wisdom..

when (a routine), I was a yarn-dancing partner, were kept at a distance from her chariot.. Thank you (send a message) for your neighbor's son (female). Li Lingyong's Note: At that time, General Li of the 19th Han Dynasty was a general of three generations.

a young man becomes a strong man. Long drive to the top, deep into the base.

when the flags are facing each other, what is the sorrow of the flute and drum? In the desert at sunset, in the smoke of war.

I will destroy the arrogance, so I don't want to be named Wang Shi alone. It is shameful to lose the support of the army.

I'm young and ignorant of Hann, so I can't sit here and think about it. I was eager to get something back, but I couldn't die.

lead Wang ziqing, who cares if you are not a gentleman. The veteran will go to when he was a youth of fifteen or twenty, and he will win (a shot) on foot.

Shoot the white-fronted tiger in Zhongshan, he defied the yellow-bristled Horseman of Ye. He fought a hundred battles and fought three thousand miles, and once a sword was worth millions of lions.

granted that the troops of China were as swift as heaven's thunder, and that Tartar soldiers perished in pitfalls fanged with iron. Wei Qing's failure is due to the help of the gods, but Li guang's reactive power is due to the fate of his fate.

since the abandonment, things have become (more) decadent, and things have become white. In the past, flying arrows (as finches) had no whole eyes, now knotted veins and tendons make his left arm like an osier.

selling old melons on the roadside, he is sometimes planting willows round his hermitage. Pale (a work of mang) mang ancient wooden company (a work of fan) poor lane, sparse (a work of Liao) falling cold mountain to empty.

but, if he prayed, the waters would come gushing for his men is not as empty as Yingchuan. The soldiers in the Helan mountains lined up like clouds, and the army's books were Rumor day and night.

Festival makes mountains and rivers raise young people, and five imperial edicts have summoned the old general. The veteran wiped out the armor of the Steel-Clad, and with a sword Flashing the seven - star pattern of the sword.

he is ready with his strong northern bow to smite the Tartar chieftain, shame made Yue Jia call wu jun (one for our army). There once was an aged Prefect, forgotten and far away, still comparable to the first world war (a stand) meritorious service.

taoyuan was in a fisherman is drifting, enjoying the spring mountains at the age of 19, and the peach blossoms on both sides of the strait went to Tianjin. Watching the fresh-coloured trees, he never thinks of distance, till he comes to the end of the blue stream and suddenly- strange men!.

the beginning of mountain pass stealth □(1), but then it opens wide again on a broad and level path. And far beyond he faces clouds crowning a reach of trees, and thousands of houses shadowed round with flowers and bamboos.

woodsmen tell him their names in the ancient speech of Han, and clothes of the Qin Dynasty are worn by all these people. Juren lives in Wulingyuan, on farms and in gardens that are like a world apart.

their dwellings at peace under pines in the clear moon (one clean), until sunrise fills the low sky with crowing and barking. Surprised (for a while), I heard that the vulgar guests were competing to gather, and they were competing to return home and ask the capital (for a hometown).

alleys and paths are cleared for him of petals in the morning, and fishermen and farmers bring him their loads at dusk. They had left the world long ago, they had come here seeking refuge, until (more smell) immortal hence (go) not also.

no one in the cave knowing anything outside, outsiders viewing only empty mountains and thick clouds. The fisherman, unaware of his great good fortune, begins to think of country, of home, of worldly ties.

finds his way out of the cave again, past mountains and past rivers, intending some time to return, when he has told his kin. He studies every step he takes, fixes it well in mind, An Zhifeng (a work of Cen) has changed today.

it is certain that to enter through the deepness of the mountain, Qingxi several songs (once) to Yunlin. But now, with spring-floods everywhere and floating peachpetals, don't argue where to find the immortal source.

note (1): this word has a left-right structure. On the left is the word "Lu" and on the right is the word "Ao".

a song of a girl from loyang was sixteen years old, and his works were eighteen, there's a girl from Loyang in the door across the street and she looks fifteen, she may be a little older. While her master rides his rapid horse with jade bit an bridle, her handmaid brings her cod-fish in a golden plate.

on her painted pavilions, facing red towers, cornices are pink and green with peach-bloom and with willow. Canopies of silk awn her seven-scented chariot, and rare fans shade her, home to her nine-flowered curtains.

her lord, with rank and wealth and in the bud of life, exceeds in munificence the richest men of old. He favours this girl of lowly birth, he has her taught to dance, and he gives away his coral-trees to almost anyone.

the wind of dawn just stirs when his nine soft lights go out, nine tiny patches of flying flowers. Between dances she has barely time for singing over the songs, just sit with incense.

those she knows in town are only the rich and the lavish, and day and night she is visiting the hosts of the gayest mansions. Who notices the girl from Yue with a face of white jade, humble, poor, alone, by the river, washing silk?? In the mountains are cold and blue now, a message from my lodge at wangchuan to pei di, the autumn water is flowing every day.

by my thatch door, leaning on my staff, listen to the breeze. 4. It's also good to ask for an American sentence about parting. < P > Parting is a bit difficult, but not disappointing; A little sorry, but not pessimistic. Because the hope of meeting is comforting.

don't say treasure, don't say goodbye, just leave silently. I hope that in the golden autumn, the tree of friendship will bear rich fruits.

fly, geese! Revive your vigorous wings. Waiting ahead, it won't always be heavy rain and bad waves. There is still sincere friendship in this world, and you are helping to show the quiet lake swing.

wave goodbye and sail away. What you can't do is the friendship cable you threw, which is firmly tied to my heart invisibly.

after the rain, the flaming rosy clouds leave a sincere friendship behind, and the running water is not blocked by stones, and the friendship is not scattered by distance.

As we are about to part, there are too many things to say. A thousand words can be turned into one sentence. Don't forget me.

I say goodbye to you with a smile today, and I hope I will greet you with a smile someday. Parting sad sentence

White clouds in the blue sky are the light sorrow of parting in my heart; However, my mind is as clear as the sky, because I thought of a reunion.

parting can weaken shallow feelings, but make deep feelings deeper, just as wind blows out candles, but fans the fire more vigorously.

I am sad because I am happy when I meet again. If I have double happiness when I meet again, I would rather bear more sorrow.

Say goodbye tomorrow morning. I hope the clouds and the sunny sun will accompany you to the far end of the world. Flowers and green grass spread out a distant future with you.

You are going to sail tomorrow. Please put this small gift on your chest. It will turn into your faith and strength, and inspire you to overcome the violent wind and waves.

parting silently, just like meeting silently at the beginning. May the warm breeze here bring you my affectionate blessings and prayers.

You leave the image of flowers, the fragrance of flowers, and the hope that we will water together. Thinking of you, my years will always be bright and beautiful.

Your figure is a sail, and my eyes are a river. How many times I want to keep you, I can't. I know that friendship is the most rare thing in the world, but freedom is more precious.

Although your parting smile was only a short moment, it was taken on the negative of my heart, but it left eternity. I always hold it in the palm of my mind, and the image is so real and clear!

When you left, I sent you a bunch of flowers. The flowers are my smiles, and the green leaves are my evergreen thoughts.

after you left, during that long time,