The guest's heart has been full of thoughts, and he has traveled thousands of miles alone. The river is dark and the rain is about to come, and the waves are white and the wind is beginning to rise. Below I bring you a poem about remembering an old friend. I hope you like it! Poems expressing longing for an old friend 1

1. I shed tears but silently, I only regretted my past feelings, and relied on my paintings to reflect on my past.

2. When I was young and old, I left home and returned home, but my local pronunciation has not changed and my hair on my temples has faded. ——He Zhizhang of the Tang Dynasty, "Returning to Home"

3. The steps are empty, the rain breaks in the cold, and the flowers are buried.

4. Holding hands and looking into tearful eyes, I was speechless and choked. Thoughts go by, thousands of miles of mist, the dusk is heavy and the sky is vast.

5. The geese fly south under the overcast moon, and the rumor ends here. My journey has not ended yet, when will I come back? The river is still and the tide is beginning to fall, and the forest is dim and miasma. In the Ming Dynasty, when you look at your hometown, you should see Longtou plum.

6. Whoever says nothing will be rewarded with three rays of spring. ——Meng Jiao of the Tang Dynasty, "Wandering Son's Song"

7. No matter where you look at the same acupuncture point, it will be more difficult to predict his destiny.

8. I shed tears of missing my loved ones all night long, but they are gone again at dawn.

9. The child holds his clothes and asks, why is it too late to return? Who fights for time and wins the silk on the sideburns.

10. When you die, you will know that everything is in vain, but the sadness will not be the same as in all nine states. Wang Shibei set the Central Plains Day, and he never forgot to tell Naiwen during family sacrifices.

11. I looked at the door and thought of Zhang Jian, and waited for Du Gen for a moment. I am smiling towards the sky with my horizontal sword, leaving my liver and gallbladder intact.

12. It is not as dusty as the night platform, deserted and a place of sorrow.

13. In Ji Sou’s Huangquan, old spring should be brewed.

14. Only the mirror lake water in front of the door, the spring breeze does not change the old waves. ——Tang Dynasty He Zhizhang's "Two Poems on Return to Home"

15. I want to hang my sword in front of the grave, but listen to the piano on my lap again.

16. Lying on an empty bed listening to the rain outside the south window, who stays up all night to mend clothes!

17. The dream has faded and the fragrance has faded for forty years, and the old willow in the garden has stopped blowing.

18. Crows roost on the white trees in the atrium, and the cold dew wets the sweet-scented osmanthus silently. Tonight, when the moon is bright and everyone looks around, I don’t know who is missing my autumn thoughts.

19. Afraid of hurting motherly love, I secretly flow to my pillow.

20. The spring waves under the sad bridge were green, and it was once the shadow of a startled grand.

21. I am afraid of walking near the south of the city, which is the saddest thing in Shen’s home.

22. If you break off a branch, there will be no one in the world to send it to!

23. All things in the world have endured the sorrow of spring, and now they cry to the sky. Forty million people burst into tears. Where is the Chinese state in the world?

24. Three days before the Double Ninth Festival of Dingsi, I dreamed that the deceased woman was wearing plain clothes, holding her hands and choking with sobs, saying too many words that she could no longer remember.

25. In the past, we joked about the things behind us, but now they are all happening before our eyes. Verses expressing longing for an old friend 2

1. When I first heard about Zhengyan, there were no more cicadas, and the water a hundred feet high reached the sky. The young girl Su'e can withstand the cold, and she fights with Chanjuan in the frost in the middle of the moon.

2. There is bright moonlight in front of the bed, which is suspected to be frost on the ground. Raise your head to look at the bright moon, lower your head to think about your hometown.

3. The spring breeze is green again on the south bank of the river. When will the bright moon shine on me again (Wang Anshi's "Boat Boating on Guazhou")

4. I hope that people will live long and travel thousands of miles to see the beauty of the moon. (Su Shi's "Shui Tiao Ge Tou")

5. The war rages on for three months, and a letter from home is worth ten thousand gold. (Du Fu's "Spring Hope")

6. The moonlight is deeper than half of the house, and the North Dipper is tilted to the south. Tonight, I know that the spring air is warm, and the sound of insects is new through the green window screen.

7. The bright moon rises on the sea, and the end of the world is at this time. Lovers complain about the distant night, but they start to miss each other at night! When the candle is extinguished, the compassion light is full, and when I put on my clothes, I feel the dew. I can't bear to give it away, but I still have a good night's sleep.

8. Why should you cut off the candles from the west window, but talk about the rainy night in Bashan (Li Shangyin's "Night Rain Sends to the North")

9. Look up at the bright moon, lower your head Missing my hometown, (Li Bai's "Quiet Night Thoughts")

10. When you come from your hometown, you should know about your hometown. Tomorrow, in front of the beautiful window, the winter plum blossoms have not yet bloomed

11. In Ji Sou’s Huangquan, old spring should still be brewing. If there is no Li Bai on the night stand, who can I sell wine to?

12. There are fifty strings of brocade strings for no reason, each string and one column reminds me of the past. Zhuang Sheng was obsessed with butterflies in his dawn dream, and looked forward to the emperor's spring heart with cuckoos. The moon in the sea sheds tears, and the warm sun in Lantian produces smoke. This feeling can be recalled thousands of times, but it was already at a loss.

13. The dense locks and passes cover the green moss, and the corridors and deep pavilions wander here and there. The prophet is aware that the wind is blowing and the moon is dizzy, but the flowers are still cold and have not yet bloomed. The bat flicks the curtain and the flag finally turns, and the rat climbs through the window net to make a small guess. The light behind the lamp alone illuminates the lingering fragrance, and I still sing at night.

14. I have had few close friends throughout my life, and I have been very considerate in my work. How much more can we argue about after a century? Empty win snow temple invasion. Cross the immortal bird road and go around the deep clouds. I want to hang the sword in front of the grave, but I listen to the music on my knees and carry the music with me to find it.

15. In the past, we joked about the things behind us, but now they are all happening before our eyes. The clothes have been worn, but the needle and thread are still there. I still miss my old love and pity my maidservant, and I also gave him money in my dream. I sincerely know that everyone has this hatred, and poor and lowly couples suffer from everything.

16. Sitting idle and feeling sad for the king is also sad for oneself. How long does it last for a hundred years? Deng You had no children and found out about his fate, but Pan Yue wasted no time in mourning his death. Wherever you look at the same acupuncture point, it will be more difficult to predict his fate. But I will keep my eyes open all night long to repay you for not raising my eyebrows in my life.

17. Xie Gong loves girls the most, so he marries Qian Lou and is a good boy. I have no clothes to search for a bag of watermelon, and he is selling wine and pulling out gold hairpins. The wild vegetables add to the meal, and the sweet and tall clover grows, while the fallen leaves add fuel to the ancient locust tree. Today's salary exceeds 100,000 yuan, and I will pay tribute to the emperor and resume the camp.

18. Everything will go wrong if we go through the Chang Gate again. How can we come back together differently? After the parasol trees were half dead and the frost cleared, the white-headed mandarin ducks flew away without their companions. The grass on the original ground is exposed to the first light, and the rain still lingers on the new ridge in the old habitat. Lying on an empty bed listening to the rain outside the south window, who will stay up late at night to mend clothes?