A group of gentlemen drink a glass of wine, and there is no one in Xiyangguan.

However, when China keeps our friendship, heaven is still our neighbor (which is the most appropriate).

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?

The guests came from Chang 'an and returned to Chang 'an.

The wind blows my heart and hangs Xianyang trees in the west.

This situation is outrageous. When shall we meet again?

I can't see you, even the mountains are full of smoke.

Green mountains are located on the north side of the city wall, and the sparkling water surrounds the east of the city.

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.

With a wave of his hand, he will be separated from now on, and his friend on horseback will carry him on a long journey, blowing a long wind, as if reluctant to leave.

Who says a thousand miles from today, just one dream?