Departure and hatred are just like spring grass, they will still be alive if they travel further

When people return behind the wild geese, their thoughts are in front of the flowers

This place is separate, and it is lonely for thousands of miles. Zheng

We don't meet each other in life, and we move like participating businessmen returning to the back of the wild geese, and thinking in front of the flowers.

Contemplation is the same as wandering, and life is extremely hard. No matter where I go or where I live, it's all in a dream.

I lie drunk and don't know the sunset, and sometimes I look up at the solitary clouds in the sky.

The shadow of a solitary sail on the river as the sun sets, the green grass and the love of Hunan.

You come from your hometown, you should know the things about your hometown. In front of the beautiful window, the winter plum blossoms have not yet bloomed

We are far away, and the clothes are wearing thin.

This is a place where Yandan is a strong man and his crown is strong. The people were gone in the past, but today the water is still cold.

The author of "To the Eight Virtues of the Guard" is Du Fu, a litterateur of the Tang Dynasty. The full text of the poem is as follows:

Life is like a business trip without seeing each other. This night and what night, *** this lamp candlelight.

How long will it take for you to be young? Your hair will turn gray. Visiting the old man is half a ghost, and exclaiming is hot in the intestines.

How can I know that after twenty years, I will go to the gentleman's hall again. In the past, I was not married, but my children suddenly came together.

Yiran respected his father and asked me where I came from. The questions and answers are not over yet, so I drive my children to drink wine.

The spring leeks are cut in the night rain, and the yellow beams in the new cooking room are cut. The host said that it was difficult to meet, and it would take ten cups in one fell swoop.

I am still not drunk even after ten cups of wine, and my feelings are deliberately long. Tomorrow, across the mountains, the world will be confused.

The author of "Du Dayuling" is Song Zhiwen, a litterateur of the Tang Dynasty. The full text of the poem is as follows:

I bid farewell to my country at Duling Mountain, and stopped to look at my home.

The soul follows the bird in the south, and the flowers in the north branch shed tears.

The mountain rain is beginning to contain Ji, and the river clouds are about to change into clouds.

But one day I will return to Changsha, and I dare not hate Changsha. Verses to express farewell

Verses to express farewell

1. Constant cutting and confusion are the sorrow of separation. The general feeling of farewell is in the heart - Li Yu's "Happy Meeting"

2. In the past, when I left, the willows lingered; now when I come to think about it, the rain and snow are falling. --The Book of Songs. Xiaoya. Picking Wei

3. Send the king and grandson off again, full of love. Bai Juyi "Farewell to the Old Grassland"

4. The shadow of the lone sail in the distance is gone in the blue sky, and only the Yangtze River can be seen flowing in the sky.

5. The Peach Blossom Pond is a thousand feet deep, not as deep as Wang Lun’s love for me

6. I feel more timid when I’m close to my hometown and don’t dare to ask the visitor

7. An old friend from the West Farewell to the Yellow Crane Tower, fireworks descended on Yangzhou in March. The shadow of the lone sail in the distance is gone in the blue sky, and only the Yangtze River can be seen flowing in the sky.

8. A sad song can be used as a cry, and a distant look can be used as a return home - Han Yuefu folk song "Elegy"

9. It is easy to say goodbye, but it is difficult to see times. The flowers fall when the water falls, and the spring is gone. --Li Yu's "Lang Tao Sha"

10. The shadow of the lone sail in the distance is gone in the blue sky, and only the Yangtze River can be seen flowing in the sky. --("Farewell to Meng Haoran in Guangling" by Li Bai of the Tang Dynasty)

11. Where is my hometown, forget it unless you are drunk--Song Dynasty. Li Qingzhao's "Bodhisattva Man"

12. Hu Ma Following the north wind, crossing the southern branches of the bird's nest - Nineteen ancient poems of the Han Dynasty "Traveling again and again"

13. Departure from hatred is like spring grass, walking farther and returning to life - Li Yu of the Southern Tang Dynasty, "Qingping" "Happiness"

14. I advise you to drink another glass of wine. There will be no old friends when you leave Yangguan in the west. --Tang Dynasty. Wang Wei's Weicheng Song

15. The morning rain in Weicheng is light and dusty, and the guesthouses are green and willow-colored. I advise you to drink a glass of wine. There is no old friend when you leave Yangguan in the west.

16. The wandering child’s thoughts, the setting sun’s love for old friends

17. When you come from your hometown, you should know the things about your hometown. In front of the beautiful window, the winter plum blossoms have not yet bloomed

18. There was a bright moonlight in front of the bed, and I suspected it was frost on the ground. I raised my head to look at the bright moon, and lowered my head to think of my hometown

19. Li Bai was about to go on a boat, and suddenly he heard singing on the shore.

The water in Peach Blossom Pond is a thousand feet deep, and it is not as deep as Wang Lun's love for me.

20. Don’t worry, there will be no friends in the future. No one in the world will know you.

21. Life without seeing each other is like participating in business. A man returns after the geese, but his thoughts are in front of the flowers. --Sui Dynasty. Thousand feet is not as good as Wang Lun's love for me. -- Li Bai gave Wang Lun a farewell poem, a farewell poem

I advise you to drink another glass of wine and leave Yangguan in the west without any old friends. ——Wang Wei's "Weicheng Song"

An old friend bid farewell to the Yellow Crane Tower in the west, and fireworks descended from Yangzhou in March. ——Li Bai "Send Meng Haoran to Guangling from the Yellow Crane Tower"

Don't worry if you have no friends in the future, no one in the world will know you. —— Gao Shi's "Two Poems of Farewell to Dong Da"

Once upon a time, the sea was difficult to overcome, except for Wushan, it was not a cloud. —— Yuan Zhen's "Five Poems on Lisi·Four"

There are close friends in the sea, and they are like neighbors in the world. ——Wang Bo's "Sending Du Shaofu to Shuzhou"

When the young man left his hometown and the old man returned, his local pronunciation remained unchanged and his hair on his temples faded. ——He Zhizhang's "Two Poems on Returning to Hometown"

Relatives and friends in Luoyang are asking each other, and their hearts are filled with ice in a jade pot. ——Wang Changling "Farewell to Xin Jian at Furong Tower"

It is difficult to say goodbye when we meet, the east wind is powerless and the flowers are withered. ——Li Shangyin's "Untitled·It's hard to say goodbye when we meet"

The lotus leaves in the sky are infinitely green, and the lotus flowers are uniquely red in the sun. ——Yang Wanli "Sent Off to Lin Zifang at Dawn from Jingci Temple"

The shadow of the lone sail in the distance is gone in the blue sky, and only the Yangtze River can be seen flowing in the sky. ——Li Bai "Send Meng Haoran to Guangling from the Yellow Crane Tower"

The grass grows in the original plain, withering and growing every year. ——Bai Juyi's "Farewell to the Ancient Original Grass"

A career wrapped in a thick cloth, full of poetry and calligraphy. ——Su Shi's "Farewell to Dong Chuan"

Those who abandon me will not be able to stay for yesterday's day. ——Li Bai's "Farewell to the School Secretary Shu Yun at the Xiezhen Tower in Xuanzhou"

I am moved to tears by the flowers, and the birds are frightened by the hatred. ——Du Fu's "Spring Hope"

I laughed up at the sky and went out. How can I be a Penghao person? ——Li Bai's "The Children of Nanling Farewell and Entering Beijing"

Cut off the water with a knife and the water will flow again, and raise a cup to relieve sorrow and sorrow. ——Li Bai's "Farewell to the Secretary Shu Yun at Xuanzhou Xie Zhen Tower"

Taking the flower bush to look back lazily, I am half destined to practice Taoism and half destined to be a king. ——Yuan Zhen's "Five Poems on Lisi·Part 4"

Magpies are frightened when the bright moon leaves the branches, and cicadas chirp in the breeze in the middle of the night. ——Xin Qiji's "Moon on the West River·Night Walk on the Yellow Sand Road"

The autumn sails are far away on the Qingfeng River, and the ancient trees are sparse beside Baidi City. ——Gao Shi "Send Li Shaofu to be demoted to the gorge, and Wang Shaofu to be demoted to Changsha"

When the young man left home and his eldest brother returned home, his local pronunciation did not change and his hair on his temples faded. ——He Zhizhang's "Two Poems on Returning to Hometown·One"

The mountains follow the plains and the fields end, and the river flows into the wilderness. ——Li Bai "Farewell at the Jingmen Gate"

Hate for you is not like the moon in the river, north and south, east and west, north and south, east and west, we can only accompany each other without separation. ——Lu Benzhong's "Picking Mulberries: Hating the King is Not Like the Moon over the River"

The vast sea is covered with hundreds of feet of ice, and the gloomy clouds condense thousands of miles away. —— Cen Shen's "Bai Xue Ge Sends Judge Wu Back to the Capital"

If you do nothing, you will be on the wrong road, and your children will be stained by the towel. ——Wang Bo's "Sending Du Shaofu to Shuzhou"

A river of water protects the fields and surrounds them with green, and two mountains with rows of gates bring green. ——Wang Anshi's "Book on Mr. Huyin's Wall"

When we are married as husband and wife, there is no doubt about their love. —— Su Wu's "Leaving a Farewell Wife"

I wave my hand and leave, the horses are singing. —— Li Bai's "Send Off to a Friend"

There is only the moon in the spring court, which is like a falling flower for someone who has left. —— Zhang Mi's "Sending People"

There are towering trees in thousands of valleys, and cuckoos ring in thousands of mountains. ——Wang Wei's "Farewell to Zizhou Li Shijun"

The water is like the waves in the eyes, and the mountains are like the gathering of eyebrows and peaks.

——Wang Guan's "Businessman·Send Bao Haoran to Eastern Zhejiang"

Under the moon, there is a flying mirror, and clouds form sea towers. ——Li Bai's "Farewell at the Jingmen Gate"

The thoughts of wandering in the floating clouds, the love of old friends in the setting sun. ——Li Bai's "Send Off to a Friend"

The spring grass will be green next year, will the king and grandson return? ——Wang Wei's "Farewell"

The city gate assists the Three Qin Dynasties, and the wind and smoke look out to the Five Jin Dynasties. ——Wang Bo's "Sending Du Shaofu to Shuzhou"

Dusk snow fell on the camp gate one after another, and the red flag was fluttered by the wind but was frozen. ——Cen Shen's "Bai Xue Ge Sends Magistrate Wu Back to the Capital"

Ping Ping Jiao Jiao is more than thirteen years old, and the cardamom leaves are in early February. ——Du Mu's "Farewell·Pingping Wandering for More than Thirteen Years"

Still pity the water of my hometown, I see you off on the boat thousands of miles away. —— Li Bai's "Farewell at the Jingmen Gate"

Farewell night at the Red Mansion is melancholy, the incense lamp is half rolled up in the tassel tent. ——Wei Zhuang's "Bodhisattva Man·A Farewell Night at the Red Mansion Is a Melancholy"

After all, the scenery of West Lake in June is different from that of the four seasons. ——Yang Wanli "Sent off to Lin Zifang from Jingci Temple at dawn"

You can't be seen on the mountain winding road, leaving a place for horses to walk in the sky above the snow. ——Cen Shen's "Song of White Snow Sends Judge Wu Back to the Capital"

Thousands of miles of yellow clouds and white sun, and the north wind blows wild geese and snow. —— Gao Shi's "Two Poems of Farewell to Dong Da"

The cold rain came to Wu at night, and I saw off my guest Chu Shangu in the morning. ——Wang Changling's "Farewell to Xin Jian at the Furong Tower"

The north wind blows and the white grass breaks, and the snow falls in August. —— Cen Shen's "Bai Xue Ge Sends Magistrate Wu Back to the Capital"

The sun is setting in the daytime of the majestic separation, and the whip is chanting to the east to point to the end of the world. ——Gong Zizhen's "Miscellaneous Poems of Ji Hai·Part 5"

The morning rain in Weicheng is light and dusty, and the guesthouses are green and willows are new. ——Wang Wei's "Weicheng Song"

Don't lean on the railing alone, the world is unlimited. It's easy to say goodbye but hard to see others. ——Li Yu's "Lang Tao Sha Ling·The gurgling rain outside the curtain"

The Penglai article Jian'an Bone has a small break in the middle and a clear hair. —— Li Bai's "Farewell to the Secretary Shu Yun at Xuanzhou Xie Zhen Tower" Poems about the feelings of farewell

Poems about the feelings of farewell

1. There are close friends in the sea, and we are like neighbors at the end of the world.

2. Hu Ma follows the north wind and crosses the southern branch of the bird's nest--Nineteen ancient poems of Han Dynasty "Traveling again and again"

3. Wave your hands and go from here, the horse is in a hurry Ming---Li Bai

4. Constant cutting and confusion, which is the sorrow of separation. Don't have the ordinary feeling in the heart--Li Yu's "Meeting Happily"

5. More feelings about hometown Being timid and not daring to ask the visitor - Tang Dynasty and Song Dynasty Zhiwen's "Du Dayu Mountain"

6. When you come from your hometown, you should know the things about your hometown. In front of the beautiful window tomorrow, the winter plum blossoms have not yet bloomed - - "Three Miscellaneous Poems" by Wang Wei of the Tang Dynasty

7. Missing relatives even more during the festive season - "Remembering Shandong Brothers on September 9th" by Wang Wei of the Tang Dynasty

8. Don't worry, you will have no friends in the future, and no one in the world will know you---Gao Shi

9. I urge you to have another glass of wine, and there will be no old friends when you leave Yangguan in the west--Wang Wei

10. The water in Peach Blossom Pond is a thousand feet deep, not as deep as Wang Lun's love for me --- Li Bai

11. In the past, I left, and the willows clung to me; now I come to think about it, and the rain and snow are falling -- "The Book of Songs. Xiaoya" .Plucking Wei"

12. Seeing off guests on the Xunyang River on the first night, maple leaves and flowers rustling in autumn---Bai Juyi

13. Seeing off the king and grandson again, full of farewell feelings-- --Bai Juyi

14. A sad song can be like weeping, and a distant look can be like returning home--Han Yuefu folk song "Elegy"

15. The green grass is as thin as a thread, and the flying swallows come and go. Before spring in Nagato, he entered Banji Hall first. The beams are empty and the eaves are cold, and you can see everywhere.

16. Nowadays, the red calyx is followed, but in the past, it was still a sad plain fan. After saying goodbye to Qiu Hong, we met by chance.

17. Farewell is easy but times are difficult. When the water falls and the flowers fall, the spring is over. It is heaven and earth - Li Yu's "Lang Tao Sha"

18. Saying farewell to three rivers and chasing after six counties. male.

19. There is a bright moonlight in front of the bed, which is suspected to be frost on the ground. I look up at the bright moon and lower my head to think about my hometown - Tang Dynasty. Li Bai's "Quiet Night Thoughts"

20. Farewell to Yandan here, A strong man is crowned with glory. The people were gone in the past, but today the water is still cold.

21. This place is different, but I have to conquer thousands of miles -?

22. After so many years, it is even more embarrassing to miss the Qingqiu Festival----Liu Yong

23. Traveling far away from Jingmen, I came to travel from the state of Chu. The mountains end with the plains, and the river flows into the wilderness. Under the moon, in the flying sky, clouds form sea towers. Still feeling pity for the water in my hometown, I send my boat sailing thousands of miles away.

24. Where is my hometown? You cannot forget it unless you are drunk - Li Qingzhao's "Bodhisattva Man" of the Song Dynasty