I got off the horse and poured you wine. I asked you where you were going and why, and you replied, "I'm not satisfied".
Will rest at the foot of the mountain in the south .. but go to Mofu, where the white clouds pass without end.
2. Cheng Wei Qutang Wang Wei
Also known as "Send Yuan 21 Xi"
Weicheng is rainy and dusty, and the guest house is green and willow.
I advise you to drink more wine, there is no reason to go out to the west.
3, "To Zizhou to make Li" Tang
Thousands of trees reach the sky, and thousands of peaks are full of cuckoos. After Shan Yu overnight, hundreds of silk waterfalls fly from each peak.
Do China women throw cloth, or do farmers preside over taro quarrels wisely like Wen Weng, and fame belongs only to the ancients? .
4. "Going to Qianjiashu" Tang
Under a happy rule, there should be no hermit, and the wise and the able should negotiate together, so you, a person from the eastern mountainous area, gave up your life of collecting medicine.
You came all the way to Kinmen, but you found that your piety didn't help you spend a life without fire on a river in the south. You mended your spring clothes in these northern cities. ..
When you set out from the capital, I poured farewell wine for you, and soon I will be left here by my friends. On your osmanthus sailboat, you will drift to your own thatched door again.
Led by distant trees, walk towards the sunset shining on distant towns. Although your goal happens to fail, don't doubt that some of us can hear high music.
5, "Send a friend" Tang Libai
To the north of the Great Wall is a blue mountain range, and to the east is a white waterline. You must leave me and drift away for hundreds of miles like loose grass.
I will think of you in the clouds, so think of me in the sunset. We waved goodbye and my horse neighed again and again.
6. "Farewell to Meng Haoran on the way to Yangzhou" Tang Libai
An old friend stayed in the West Yellow Crane Tower, and fireworks went down to Yangzhou in March.
Sailing alone, the blue sky is exhausted, and only the Yangtze River is in the sky.
7, "Jingmen Ferry Farewell Friends" Tang Libai
Sail from Jingmen Ferry, and soon you will be with people in the south. It is the end of the mountain and the beginning of the plain, and the river winds through the wilderness.
The moon rises like a mirror, the sea clouds shine like a palace, and the water brings you the feeling of home, dragging your boat for 300 miles.
8. "Ren Zhoushu of Du Shaofu" Tang Wangbo
Through the wall of Sanqin and the fog of five rivers, we two officials said goodbye and parted ways.
However, when China keeps our friendship and heaven is still our neighbor, why do you wander at the fork in the road with the children holding towels?
9. "Farewell to Weiwan" Tang Lijun
Sing a farewell song to Wen Youzi. Last night, a first frost crossed the river.
The cry of wild geese makes my sad heart surrounded by gloomy mountains.
The dawn in Guancheng urged the cold, and the garden at dusk accelerated the pace of washing.
This is Chang 'an Entertainment Center, where the years are wasted? .
1 1, Furong Inn broke up with New Changling.
It's freezing and rainy, and it's night in Wu, and Chushan is quiet.
Relatives and friends in Luoyang asked each other that there was a piece of ice in the jade pot.
12, "Don't move big" Tang Censhen
Thousands of miles away in Huang Yun, the sun is shining, and the north wind is blowing snow.
Mochow has no confidant in the road ahead, and everyone knows you.
13, "send Li Duan" on Tang Lu.
By my old door, in the yellow grass, we are still wandering, sorry for the road you have to cross the cold clouds, which will take you into the snow tonight.
Your father died; You ran away from home when you were young, and no one knew about your misfortune. What is the expectation of the dust?
14, bid farewell to Wu Ying, Tang Wei, Lizhou in the evening rain curtain.
Is it raining all the way to Chu? The evening bell is coming from Nanjing, and your wet sails are dragging and you don't want to leave. The shadowy birds are flying slowly.
We can't see the deep ocean door, but only the branches of Pukou, which are also newly dripping. Because of our great love, there are waterlines on our faces.
15, "Send someone to the East" Tang Wenting Cloud
Yellow leaves, you are determined to leave this place where you once lived. Hanyang Ferry is full of wind and waves, and the sunrise is welcome.
When your boat sails to the end of the sky, who will stay in the upper reaches of the Yangtze River for me? I asked you again and again when we would meet again, and we used wine glasses to soften the pain of parting.
2. The friendship poem from grade one to grade six-Mu Dan 1 The friendship I cherish is a work of art that I picked up unintentionally from the waves and sand of time, hanging on the hurried life post, sometimes almost drifting with the wind, but not lost; I was repeatedly explored by my emotional hand under the accidental encounter, and the longer it took, the more valuable it became, because it echoed my lost youth and gave me a cordial aftertaste of the past; Carefully sculpted by letters and a sense of * * *, it is placed by the old window at the end of the year, which not only embellishes loneliness, but also reflects the world outside the window like a mirror, making the rough world look so soft.
You are always closed, no matter how precious memories you have left in your vivid picture book, no matter how many thoughts and feelings are suddenly frozen when the pen of life is being written; It's closed forever, and I can't take another step. I walk behind this cold stone gate and rest, looking for your warm sunshine and knowing smile, no matter how many years I have communicated with this pastoral area; Oh, it's closed forever, and it can't be opened with a sigh. The bank where my heart invested has closed, leaving me penniless and looking back on my lost wealth and myself in the face of severe years. 1June, 976, for Mr. Hu Shizang, a friend of Beiping. Last night, he had a dream that an old monk was eating tea in the bitter rain, suddenly put down the tea bell, went out and set off for a trip to the south.
Isn't it hard to work in Tiannan Wan Li? Only the wise know its importance and lightness. -I woke up sitting in front of the window with my clothes on. Who knows I'm a little lovesick at this time! 1938 seeing friends off in autumn night-Shu Ting was touched by your talent for the first time in the misty spring rain tonight. It's already late autumn wind whimpering among the mulberry branches. You always compare yourself to an old pine tree that can't be cured for a lifetime after being struck by lightning. Unlike the shore willow floating with the flowers, it changes its appearance every spring. I often hope that I can spread the road in the boundless sky like Hong Fei who travels from south to north, instead of learning from that narcissistic parrot who cares about shadows. Is our own misfortune, but also our * * *. Because we think too much about life, our hearts are always so heavy. When will the old pile sprout new buds, shake off the dead branches and get a lush tree? When does the spring of the earth often soothe the sleepy soul? There's no need to worry any more. Zhu Ziqing, your hands are like torches, your eyes are like waves, and your words are like stones. You fly to Dongting Lake, you fly to the Yangtze River; You want to build a red paradise on the ground! There are thorns on the ground, foxes and rabbits on the ground and walkers on the ground. You will be a sharp knife, a sharp knife! You will roar for lions, foxes and rabbits will be invincible! You will be awakened by Spring Lei Zhen! I like to see you galloping through the dust on a horse-for a while, I can't see you! I like to see your walking stick, that iron walking stick; It has color, weight and jingle! I think you are a gust of wind blowing sand and stones, trying to blow down that unshakable golden palace! Golden Palace! Whoo! One morning last summer, I saw you: How haggard are you? My eyes are still dry and my hair is too long! But the heat in your blood is doubled! I tossed and turned in the plaster, as if I had been baked! -You're like a smoking cigar, you're like brandy, you're like red pepper. How can I forget you? When I received a letter from a friend, I was nostalgic and sad-when the north began to freeze, neither you nor I could drink two more cups by the fire. You stay with your wife and occasionally talk about the happiness of old friends. That year, you had long hair and a sad face and lived in a foreign land. You speak sour and salty Mandarin, and you are afraid of washing clothes and wearing artificial leather. Sometimes when you walk around the street, your eyes are too hungry to swallow steamed bread, so you put on half a pack of monosodium glutamate and write to your wife in the middle of the night. If you are tired of leisure, just discuss with me. When a female student knocks at the door, you are scared and don't know what to do. When you get paid, you pretend to be alone. You eat, drink, play and sing. You ran to the phone to listen in on your wife's voice. It will be moldy and hairy when it rains continuously. In the middle of the night, you learn to call ghost dawn, calm. Now I hear that you are doing well. I will probably remember these things-your fox tail is related to your heroic achievements in the future. In three or five years, I may forget. Even if I think about it, I have no chance to feel sad or face nostalgia. 1984 friends-Yang Yang's friends live in the past. In the days when we need to shake hands and look at each other, I will keep throwing my memories into the air. Those faces that survived the flight naturally came into our eyes, which were more vivid than the old-fashioned speeches in the years. I live alone in the corner, watching the love that has come. My daughter's laughter is getting louder and louder, just like bamboo dancing in the wind and rain. Flowers blow kisses through the window from time to time and fall on my forehead, which makes me appreciate the rapidity and occasional eternity of life. When I miss my friends, I will spend some warm and quiet days with my memories, read them some new sentences or go out to study a light green leaf to see how it begins with the singing of birds and ends in autumn. Dear friends, Du Nan told me, young friends, where are you going? In this vast northwest of yellow sand, I can't bear to say goodbye to how cold the sand is and how sweet the moon is! Let me say goodbye. The pain in my heart tore up my melancholy day or night. On rainy days, you will walk away slowly until the rain stops. Like you, I wrote my sadness with raindrops on the eaves where we used to stay together. The night is as terrible as a beast. I walked alone in the shadows, and the flowing shadows overwhelmed my fatigue. Dear friend, I know that you don't want to be lonely tomorrow. You are a little flower. I turned into a green leaf beside you to accompany you, burning Acacia in Bordeaux with a night's flame. I can't catch the farther and farther back, leaving a series of uneven footprints in the vacillating life journey. These impressions of the past will be our last exchange gifts, dear friends! At this point, every line of the poem is jumping with an increasingly vague "you". I expect your smile to sneak into my friends-Wang Guozhen will fall when she stands up. More importantly, we are going to travel around the world. Falling down is a memorial. Find out what the sun, moon and stars trudge in spring, summer, autumn and winter. It is a warm flower. We just walk hand in hand. You said that when we watched the sea, you would laugh comfortably. Yes, yes, our laughter can hold up the clouds. But I don't know when we want to.
3. Friendship Poems from Grade One to Grade Six-Mu Dan 1 The friendship I cherish is a work of art that I picked up unintentionally from the waves of time, hanging on the hurried life post, sometimes almost drifting with the wind, but not losing; I was repeatedly explored by my emotional hand under the accidental encounter, and the longer it took, the more valuable it became, because it echoed my lost youth and gave me a cordial aftertaste of the past; Carefully sculpted by letters and a sense of * * *, it is placed by the old window at the end of the year, which not only embellishes loneliness, but also reflects the world outside the window like a mirror, making the rough world look so soft.
You are always closed, no matter how precious memories you have left in your vivid picture book, no matter how many thoughts and feelings are suddenly frozen when the pen of life is being written; It's closed forever, and I can't walk any further. I'll walk behind this cold stone gate and rest, looking for your warm sunshine and knowing smile, no matter how many years I've communicated with this pastoral area; Oh, it's closed forever, and it can't be opened with a sigh. The bank where my heart invested has closed, leaving me penniless and looking back on my lost wealth and myself in the face of severe years. 1June, 976, for Mr. Hu Shizang, a friend of Beiping. Last night, he had a dream that an old monk was eating tea in the bitter rain, suddenly put down the tea bell, went out and set off for a trip to the south.
Isn't it hard to work in Tiannan Wan Li? Only the wise know its importance and lightness. -I woke up sitting in front of the window with my clothes on. Who knows I'm a little lovesick at this time! 1938 seeing friends off in autumn night-Shu Ting was touched by your talent for the first time in the misty spring rain tonight. It's already late autumn wind whimpering among the mulberry branches. You always compare yourself to an old pine tree that can't be cured for a lifetime after being struck by lightning. Unlike the shore willow floating with the flowers, it changes its appearance every spring. I often hope that I can spread the road in the boundless sky like Hong Fei who travels from south to north, instead of learning from that narcissistic parrot who cares about shadows. Is our own misfortune, but also our * * *. Because we think too much about life, our hearts are always so heavy. When will the old pile sprout new buds, shake off the dead branches and get a lush tree? When does the spring of the earth often soothe the sleepy soul? There's no need to worry any more. Zhu Ziqing, your hands are like torches, your eyes are like waves, and your words are like stones. You fly to Dongting Lake, you fly to the Yangtze River; You want to build a red paradise on the ground! There are thorns on the ground, foxes and rabbits on the ground and walkers on the ground. You will be a sharp knife, a sharp knife! You will roar for lions, foxes and rabbits will be invincible! You will be awakened by Spring Lei Zhen! I like to see you galloping through the dust on a horse-for a while, I can't see you! I like to see your walking stick, that iron walking stick; It has color, weight and jingle! I think you are a gust of wind blowing sand and stones, trying to blow down that unshakable golden palace! Golden Palace! Whoo! One morning last summer, I saw you: How haggard are you? My eyes are still dry and my hair is too long! But the heat in your blood is doubled! I tossed and turned in the plaster, as if I had been baked! -You're like a smoking cigar, you're like brandy, you're like red pepper. How can I forget you? When I received a letter from a friend, I was nostalgic and sad-when the north began to freeze, neither you nor I could drink two more cups by the fire. You stay with your wife and occasionally talk about the happiness of old friends. That year, you had long hair and a sad face and lived in a foreign land. You speak sour and salty Mandarin, and you are afraid of washing clothes and wearing artificial leather. Sometimes when you walk around the street, your eyes are too hungry to swallow steamed bread, so you put on half a pack of monosodium glutamate and write to your wife in the middle of the night. If you are tired of leisure, just discuss with me. When a female student knocks at the door, you are scared and don't know what to do. When you get paid, you pretend to be alone. You eat, drink, play and sing. You ran to the phone to listen in on your wife's voice. It will be moldy and hairy when it rains continuously. In the middle of the night, you learn to call ghost dawn, calm. Now I hear that you are doing well. I will probably remember these things-your fox tail is related to your heroic achievements in the future. In three or five years, I may forget. Even if I think about it, I have no chance to feel sad or face nostalgia. 1984 friends-Yang Yang's friends live in the past. In the days when we need to shake hands and look at each other, I will keep throwing my memories into the air. Those faces that survived the flight naturally came into our eyes, which were more vivid than the old-fashioned speeches in the years. I live alone in the corner, watching the love that has come. My daughter's laughter is getting louder and louder, just like bamboo dancing in the wind and rain. Flowers blow kisses through the window from time to time and fall on my forehead, which makes me appreciate the rapidity and occasional eternity of life. When I miss my friends, I will spend some warm and quiet days with my memories, read them some new sentences or go out to study a light green leaf to see how it begins with the singing of birds and ends in autumn. Dear friends, Du Nan told me, young friends, where are you going? In this vast northwest of yellow sand, I can't bear to say goodbye to how cold the sand is and how sweet the moon is! Let me say goodbye. The pain in my heart tore up my melancholy day or night. On rainy days, you will walk away slowly until the rain stops. Like you, I wrote my sadness with raindrops on the eaves where we used to stay together. The night is as terrible as a beast. I walked alone in the shadows, and the flowing shadows overwhelmed my fatigue. Dear friend, I know that you don't want to be lonely tomorrow. You are a little flower. I turned into a green leaf beside you to accompany you, burning Acacia in Bordeaux with a night's flame. I can't catch the farther and farther back, leaving a series of uneven footprints in the vacillating life journey. These impressions of the past will be our last exchange gifts, dear friends! At this point, every line of the poem is jumping with an increasingly vague "you". I expect your smile to sneak into my friends-Wang Guozhen will fall when she stands up. More importantly, we are going to travel around the world. Falling down is a memorial. Find out what the sun, moon and stars trudge in spring, summer, autumn and winter. It is a warm flower. We just walk hand in hand. You said that when we watched the sea, you would laugh comfortably. Yes, yes, our laughter can hold up the clouds. But I don't know when we want to.
4. 1 From grade 6, there are 1 poems about animals, friendship and farewell, and Luo's "Give someone a stunt with a glass of water", which makes a strong man take the lead in playing Dan.
No one was there at that time, and the water is still cold today. -reverence for Jing Ke's blend of ancient and modern times, ignoring branches and vines, and going straight to historical events is a kind of agitation.
In the last two sentences, the scenery contains feelings and the scenery brings contrast. Jing Ke's spirit still exists for thousands of years, and the poet's deep affection for the real environment. There is no parting scene, and I don't know who to give it to. It's just a work that expresses feelings and intones ambitions, and it's the first to open up the atmosphere.
2。 Wang Bo's "Don't Xue Hua" was sent to many roads, and it was only interested in it.
On the way of thousands of miles of frustration, lonely cold will destroy life, but a hundred years of body. Thoughts are wandering and life is short.
Go or stay, it will be another person in the dream. -Poverty and loneliness is a vivid stroke. Thousands of miles away, only with a frustrated heart as a companion. The third kind of sympathy is used to comfort each other and also to masturbate. Both sides will appear in each other's dreams, indicating their sincerity and homesickness for their friends, not paying attention to the feelings of parting, but writing about the sadness of life experiences and political setbacks, and failing to get rid of their personal sadness.
Sent to Sichuan, separated by the wall of Sanqin, separated by the fog of five rivers. 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? The child is holding a towel.
-When Du Shaofu took office, they were all guests. Don't be sad, wash away the sad and sour state of parting, with an open artistic conception and bright colors. The second part of Two Farewells on a Moonlight in Jiangting is a chaotic smoke cage, flying south.
The door of the pavilion was closed and silent; Tonight, the rivers and mountains are so desolate. Written by a guest who lives between Bashu and Sichuan, through the description of the scenery, he indirectly expressed that after seeing off a friend, he looked around the pavilion, looked up at the bright moon and overlooked the mountains and rivers.
Looking around, the feeling of desolation and loneliness naturally emerges on the paper, and the night is deep and cold. Blend feelings into the scene.
Cold, with this word, the realm is exhausted-Wang Guowei L* 3 and Song's Farewell to Du were terminally ill and went to Wan Li Road. I can't go to the river bridge to see it off. The trees by the river are close to the feelings of parting.
You lost your official position just because you have been to Sunchuhe River and Miluo River to pay tribute to the ship. Unfortunately, you are like the Longquan sword, and no one abandoned you in Fengcheng, Jiangxi.
-Du was demoted. Sincere, simple and natural, "oh" disappointed to know that the other party has left, saddened by the demotion of the old friend, and lamented the impermanence of his career.
The weeping willows by the river are reluctant to part, although the author of Savings has not yet reached his heart. The last four sentences use allusions one after another, lamenting that friends are not talented.
The rhyme is harmonious, the antithesis is symmetrical, simple and natural, and it has not been carved. 4, Chen Ziang} "Send David to the Army" The Huns still exist, and Jiang Wei rejoined the army.
No, no, three rivers, chasing six counties. When the wild goose mountain crosses the north, it meets the clouds alone.
Don't let it go to the top, but stay in Korea and you will succeed. -Never falling behind the pattern of pathos, he expressed the author's generous ambition from the big picture, with flexible use of allusions, full of enterprising spirit, bold and passionate feelings and generous and tragic tone.
Farewell to friends in spring night: silver candles spit smoke, and golden bottles mingle with each other. 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. Youyou Luoyang Road, what year will this year be?
-At the beginning, the farewell banquet is coming to an end, and we directly enter the climax of our feelings. Sincere feelings and lingering feelings of parting are written in the couplets, and the parting of Sanlian comes late. After "he", it is difficult, faint sadness, no sigh, deep affection in silence, tepid, calm, elegant and graceful, and a lot of deep affection. 5. Zhang said that "Send" heard that immortals can't meet, and their hearts are lingering with the lake.
-It marks the four wonders entering the prosperous Tang Dynasty. "Poets in the prosperous Tang Dynasty are only interested in it, and the antelope has no trace to find, so its beauty is brilliant and exquisite, such as the voice in the air, the color in the phase, the moon in the water and the image in the mirror."
-Canglang Poetry. The author lives in Yuezhou, and Liang Zhiwei entered the DPRK through Yuezhou to bid farewell to Fujian.
Sail and sail, sad but not lyrical, but write a simple autumn scenery. Loneliness-from mountain peaks to people, myths and legends make Junshan ethereal-a sense of confusion. Write three sentences: immortals can't see, friends can't see, and the court can't see.
The ending is meaningful. The whole body is scattered, and the wind is natural, just in interest.
7. Meng Haoran bid farewell to Wang Wei, slowly and reluctantly. I waited, day after day, until now I have to go. Old friend, how sweet the roadside flowers would be if they didn't mean goodbye.
The lords of the kingdom are very hard on us, and the people who handle affairs are not our own kind. You should just be lonely, and I will close the door of my old garden.
-there is bitterness in resentment and sincere feelings. There are neither beautiful pictures nor gorgeous words. The sentences are straightforward, and the confrontation is extremely natural. The text is simple and profound, with endless aftertaste. 8. Li Jie's "Farewell to Weiwan" was sung to the wanderer, crossing the river at the beginning of frost last night.
The crying of the geese makes my sad heart sad. Yunshan is a guest. Here in the gate city, it will be chilly, and the voice of the Royal Garden Station is getting louder and louder.
How long can capital satisfy you? Empty days are easy to change. -personification frost, write the bleak weather in late autumn. The cold is invisible, and the tree color is visible.
Reminders, vivid feelings, narrative landscapes and lyricism are intertwined. 9. Wang Changling's "Farewell to Xin Qiji at Furong Inn" traveled to Wugu, Fujian in the cold rain.
Friends, if my friends in Luoyang invite me; Just say I'm still Bing Xin Okho, and stick to my faith! -the first sentence was written in the bleak autumn, which also rendered the bleak atmosphere of parting.
That chill is not only in the wind and rain on the river, but also in people's hearts. The artistic conception of the second sentence is open and lonely-it sets off the artistic conception, that is, the scene blends, and the scene contains emotions, which reminds people of the poet's lonely and arrogant, pure and clean image.
Moral, moral, memorable. Farewell, I got off the horse and toasted you. I asked you where you were going and why. You said you would go back to Zhongnanshan because you were not proud of your life.
But when we got to Mofu, the clouds came out. -sending a friend to seclusion seems dull, but it is shallow and affectionate under close reading, which means endless.
Farewell, in the mountains, my friend, I have been watching you go down the mountain, until now, in the dark, I closed my thatched door. Spring grass will grow green next year, my friend, will you come back? -don't write a farewell dinner, unique, different from his poems.
The feeling of loneliness, disappointment and sadness after farewell is often stronger and stronger in the sunset one day after farewell, and it is only expressed by Gai Chai Fei. It is often fascinating to pick up seemingly ordinary materials from life and show deep and sincere feelings in simple and natural language.
"Send Yuan Two Stones to Anxi" Weicheng is raining and the guest house is green and new. I advise you to have a glass of wine. There is no reason not to go out.
-A friend was ordered to go to Anxi to see him off in Weicheng. The first two paragraphs indicate time, place, environment and atmosphere, and the scenery is fresh and bright. It was an affectionate parting, but it was not charming. On the contrary, it is light and full of emotional appeal. Three or four sentences are moments with rich connotations.
1 1, Li Bai's "I heard that Wang Changling moved to the left and the dragon came from afar", Huayang fell to the bottom, and Wendaolong crossed the five streams. I'm worried.
The friendship poems or famous sayings from grade three to grade six are all brothers all over the world. Who is a passer-by? Four other poems by Han Anonymous
After all, the world is just a small place. Ren Zhoushu of Du Shaofu, Wang Bo.
Make friends with each other, why do you want to be close to each other? Elegant songs in Han Yuefu
The giant sings and the tortoise responds, and the rabbit dies and the fox is sad. Tian Ming Yi Heng's Jade Smile Zero Tone
A passenger is always full, but a bottle is not empty. Kong Rong's Poems
Don't hurt the roots when picking sunflower, because it won't grow. You can't make friends without shame. Anonymous ancient poems of Han dynasty
The number of thin hands need not be counted. However, you see, the ancient Guan Zhong, the rich and poor gentleman's Bao Shuya, was abandoned like dirt. -Du Fu Poor Bank of Communications
When you leave Wan Li, you will find good friends on the way. I got drunk without saying anything, and I won't have another drink.
After ten days' rest, friends are like clouds; Welcome to the wedding. -Wang Bo's "The Farewell Preface of Qiu Teng Wang Ge"
There is no distinction between old and young in life, first of all, we must be in tune. -Du Fu's "Walking Home"
Chai Men's birds are noisy, and thousands of miles away. -Du Fu's "Three Songs of Qiang Village"
Wen Chang is a friend, and Wade calls himself a neighbor. -Tang Zuyong's "Qingming Banquet Thinking about Other Things in shun lau Langzhong"
There are many geese in the sky and many carp in the pool. After reading half a hundred books, I didn't send out a line. -Du Fu's "Sending High School Students to High School"
Soul mates, without face to face, we will remember each other again. -Bai Juyi's "Two Wounded Tangqu"
The bright moon is good for three nights, and Qingyang is good for two spring homes. -Bai Juyi's "Eight Zaju Plays in Yuan Dynasty, Courtesy before Soldiers"
A gentleman avoids sexual intercourse and chooses to make friends as his teacher. Jia Dao's "Send Shen Xiucai East"
Make friends in life, from beginning to end, not for ups and downs. -Helan Jin Ming, "Five Poems Difficult to Walk"
It takes gold to make friends in the world, not too much or too deep. -Zhang Wei's Master of the Wall
We know a few friends in the world, but we are afraid of guests. -Du Fu's Two Poems from Postal Caotang to Dongtun Caotang
When you say it orally, there will be thorns in your stomach. -Meng Jiao's "Choosing Friends"
The house was crowded yesterday, and it's so cold outside today. -Bai Juyi's Five Dialects
Qian Qian, a fair-weather brother, has no victims. -Feng Menglong
Friends in the world, know yourself and know yourself. -Feng Menglong
6. Farewell poems (4 poems) express the deep friendship between friends from grade one to grade six, "Twenty-one Xi's for Yuan"
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 loved ones when they go out to Yang Guan in the west.
Biedongda
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?
A gift for Wang Lun.
Li Bai got on the boat and was ready to start.
Suddenly heard footsteps and songs on the shore.
Thousands of feet Deep Peach Blossom Pond
It's shallower than Wang Lun's love for me.
See Meng Haoran again on the way to Yangzhou.
Tang Libai
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, only the Yangtze River flows in the sky.