Ah, my friend's prince, you're gone again. The famous farewell poem is sad, but sad, but sad, and parting —— Nine Songs Shao Siming by Chu Quyuan in the Warring States Period.
The grass is green and bright in spring, but what about you, my friend Prince? (Bai Juyi: "Farewell to Ancient Grass")
In this place, Jing Ke bid farewell to Yan Taizi Dan, and the strong man was sad and sorrowful. -Luo "Xiao Shui Farewell"
Sail from Jingmen Ferry, and soon you will be with southerners. At the end of the mountain range and the beginning of the plain, the river winds through the wilderness. The moon rises like a mirror, and the sea clouds twinkle like palaces. The water brings you the feeling of home and makes your boat travel 300 miles.
Since ancient times, feelings have hurt and left, and the autumn season is even more worthy of being left out! -Liu Yong's "Yulinling"
Everyone gradually feels strange in the local accent, but they hate the warbler sound like the old mountain-five books of Tang Tu.
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. (Li Bai: "Farewell to Meng Haoran on the way to Yangzhou")
In front of my old door, in the yellow grass, we are still wandering, and our hearts are full of sadness. The way you walked into the sky, when I saw the snow falling at dusk, I came back again. When I was young, my father and I traveled abroad, and I had no time to meet you in many difficulties and hardships. Hide your face and cry, where does the dust go?
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.
After all, the world is just a small place. Sent someone to deliver Farewell to the Governor in Shu.
Misty rain enveloped Wu's day overnight; Send you in the morning, lonely and sad in Chushan! (Wang Changling: Breaking up with Xin Jian at Furong Inn)
We watched him go east through the wheel tower door, leaving only hoofprint behind him. (Song of Snow White sends Tian Shuji home)
When young people leave home and old people go home, the local accent will not change. -Tang He Zhang Zhi's Homecoming Book
Even if the Peach Blossom Pond is deep, it is not as deep as Wang Lun's sending away my love. Tang Li Bai presented Wang Lun.
Horizon, a corner of the sea, intimate friends are half scattered. A ladle of turbid wine makes me happy. Say goodbye to Meng Han tonight.
Just looking at the lake in front of the door, the spring breeze will not change the waves of the past-two hometown lovers of Tang He Zhang Zhi.
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 loved ones when they go out to Yang Guan in the west. (Wang Wei: "Send Yuan Er An Xi")
The day of parting is far away, but the day of dressing has slowed down —— Nineteen ancient poems of Han Dynasty: Walking and Returning.
In the evening, I bid farewell to a guest on Xunyang River. Maple leaves and mature rushes rustle in autumn. -Bai Juyi's Pipa Trip
I once again sent my bosom friend, and the thick grass represented my deep affection. (Li Bai: "Send a friend"
Outside the pavilion, beside the ancient road, the grass is blue. The evening breeze blows the flute, and the sunset is beyond the mountain.
A husband won't cry or leave the room. -Lu Guimeng's "Separation"