Complete works of sad parting poems

1. Say goodbye to a poem about sad parting

Author: Wang Wei Age: Tang Dynasty

Seeing friends off in the mountains, Chai Men is half hidden at sunset.

Spring grass is green every year, but what about you, my friend Prince? .

The feeling of farewell

Author: Liu Age: Qing Dynasty

Let's talk about it,

The pond is the time when dreams come back.

Recent poems are like spring willows,

Only bid farewell to the east wind.

Farewell poem

Author: anonymous year: Sui

Willow is green and drooping.

Huayang has sensationalized the sky for a long time.

The wicker breaks, the flowers fly away,

Do pedestrians return?

The feeling of farewell

Author: Liu Age: Qing Dynasty

Let's talk about it,

The pond is the time when dreams come back.

Recent poems are like spring willows,

Only bid farewell to the east wind.

Say goodbye to the ancient grassland

Author: Bai Juyi era: Tang Dynasty

The long grass is so lush that the withered grass will thicken the color of the grass every autumn and winter.

Wildfire can't burn it out, but the spring breeze can revive it.

Weeds and wild flowers are all over the ancient road, and the end of the grass in the sun is your journey.

I once again sent my bosom friend, and the thick grass represented my deep affection.

Yishui goodbye

Author: Wang Luobin years: Tang Dynasty

In this place, Jing Ke bid farewell to Yan Taizi Dan, and the strong man was sad and sorrowful.

No one was there at that time, and the water is still cold today.

Xie Ting said goodbye.

Author: Xu Hun year: Tang.

As soon as my brother misinterpreted the boat,

Red leaves and green hills, rushing forward.

It's a long way from waking up at sunset,

It is raining all over the sky.

Farewell through Jingmen

Author: Li Bai era: Tang Dynasty

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.

Flying under the moon, the sea clouds shine like palaces.

The water brings you the feeling of home and makes your boat travel 300 miles.

Farewell in late spring

Author: Han Congnian: Tang

Flowers fly, leaves flourish, friends leave the capital, the twilight pavilion in the clouds and the prosperity of the empire, and the ancient and modern love is all in it.

Pedestrians don't listen to the water in front of officials. It's just the sound of years passing.

Say goodbye in advance.

Author: Li Yi Age: Tang

The green grass is like a thread, and it flies away.

Nagato didn't start spring, so he advanced to class.

The beam is boundless, and the eaves are cold and eager to wear.

Today, with the red calyx, the past is still sad.

First, don't meet Qiu Hong and Liu Chi.

2. A poem "Farewell to Vice-Governor Du to Work in Shu"

Long Luoyang Road, when will the meeting "Farewell to Friends in the Spring Festival Evening" be held?

When I heard the wanderer singing a farewell song, I crossed the river "Farewell to Weiwan" at the beginning of last night.

Relatives and friends in Luoyang asked each other, and there was a piece of ice heart in the jade pot, "Furong Inn and Xin Jian parted."

I advise you to drink one more glass of wine and go to Yangguan for no reason.

The water brings you the feeling of home. Row your boat for 300 miles and say goodbye to your friends at Jingmen Ferry.

Oh, ask this river flowing eastward, whether it can go further than the love of friends! Break up in a hotel in Nanjing.

Peach Blossom Pond is deep in thousands of feet, not as good as Wang Lun's A Gift to Wang Lun.

White jade with a glass of wine, Qingyang in March, "Shaoyang gives money"

I will think of you in the clouds, so think of me in the sunset, "farewell friends."

Then he disappeared at the corner of the pass, leaving only hoofprints: "Bai Xuege sent Wu."

Dawn is in the future, leaving the elderly alone.

Lonely sails on the sunset river, the grass is green, and Wan Li, Hunan Province is "not demanding teachers."

Affectionate separation from ancient times is more comparable, snubbing Lin Yuling in the clear autumn festival.

It was raining on the plane leaves in the middle of the night, and the sound of the leaves was parting from the "partridge sky"

Candles have a heart to say goodbye and cry for others until dawn.

As soon as I see heartbroken, I can't go back to Nanpu Bie.

Oh, my friend's prince, you left again. I heard them sigh behind you. Farewell, ancient grass.

Spring grass is green every year, but what about you, my friend Prince? "Farewell in the mountains"

Mochow has no confidant in the road ahead, and everyone knows not to be big.

Lonely sail overlooking the blue sky, but you can see the Yellow Crane Tower flowing in the Yangtze River bid farewell to Meng Haoran's way to Yangzhou.

3. More sad parting poems, "Untitled"

Drinking alone

The long smile on heaven's face is over

Who knows the tears of the sea?

Travel alone in the world

fire

Du Fu

Hufu armored all over the sky, spread thousands of miles!

Relatives and friends cry, pommel horse goes to lonely city.

The vegetation is dying, and Qing Jiang is frosty and snowy.

It is yesterday since I left, because I saw the feelings of the ancients. Xi Murong

Common jasmine orange

The stream is eager to flow to the ocean.

The tide is eager to return to land.

In front of the hedge with green trees and white flowers

I waved goodbye so easily.

After 20 years of changes,

Our souls come back every night.

When the breeze blows.

It became a garden full of fragrance.

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If I have an afterlife,

Just to get together with you once.

Just for the moment after billions of light years.

All the sweetness and sadness are in a flash.

Then let it happen.

Everything appears in an instant.

I bowed and thanked all the planets for their help.

Let me meet you.

Separate from you

Completed a poem written by God.

And then grow old.

Meet sb. leave

Not all dreams can come true in time.

Not everything is told to you in time.

Guilt and regret

Always plant it deeply in your heart after parting.

Although they say there are all kinds of things in the world.

Eventually it will be empty.

I didn't mean to miss it.

But I've been doing this all the time

Miss yesterday's flowers.

Missed the gift again

We are going to repeat the same parting today.

I will be a stranger for the rest of my life.

Walk a thousand miles.

In the twilight

Bow deeply to you

Please take care of me.

Although they say there are all kinds of things in the world.

It will be empty in the end.

ferry

Let me shake your hand.

Then gently pull out my hand.

Know that missing takes root from now on.

Clouds and mountains during the day are solemn and gentle.

Let me shake your hand.

Then gently pull out my hand.

Chinese new year has stopped since then.

Tears flow into a river in my heart.

It is such a helpless stare.

I can't find a flower to send to the ferry.

Pin your blessing on your lapel.

What about tomorrow

Tomorrow is another world.

4. Sad parting poem: 1. Farewell poem Author: Anonymous era: Sui green falls to the ground, dragons fly in the sky.

The wicker broke and the flowers flew away. I wonder if pedestrians will come back. 2. Farewell Author: Wang Wei Age: Tang friend, I have been watching you go down the mountain, and I didn't close my hut door until it was dark.

Spring grass is green every year, but what about you, my friend Prince? . 3. Say goodbye to the ancient grassland. Author: Bai Juyi years: Tang Man grass across the plain, with the four seasons come and go.

Wildfire can't burn it out, but the spring breeze can revive it. Weeds and wild flowers are all over the ancient road, and the end of the grass in the sun is your journey.

I once again sent my bosom friend, and the thick grass represented my deep affection. 4. Xiao Shui Farewell Author: Wang Luobin Year: Don't leave yan dan here in the Tang Dynasty, a strong man broke his wrist.

No one was there at that time, and the water is still cold today. 5. Farewell to Xie Ting Author: Xu Hun years: Brother Tang misinterpreted boating, with red leaves and green hills.

When dusk fell, I woke up, only to know that everyone had left. At this time, it began to rain again, and I was the only one who left the west wing. 6. Farewell friends at Jingmen Ferry Author: Li Bai Age: Tang sailed from Jingmen Ferry, and soon you will be with people in the south.

At the end of the mountain range and the beginning of the plain, the river winds through the wilderness. Flying under the moon, the sea clouds shine like palaces.

The water brings you the feeling of home and makes your boat travel 300 miles. 7. Farewell in late spring Author: Han Cong era: Tang Qingdai red out of Fengcheng, sunset pavilion ancient and modern love.

Pedestrians don't listen to the water in front of officials. It's just the sound of years passing. 8. Say goodbye to Yan Fu in advance: Li Yinian: Tang Bicao flies in pairs like a line.

Nagato didn't start spring, so he advanced to class. The beam is boundless, and the eaves are cold and eager to wear.

Today, with the red calyx, the past is still sad. First, don't meet Qiu Hong and Liu Chi.

9. Farewell Author: Li Baiyao Age: Tang Yan, a glass of wine to do, to worry about. Night flowers float and dew, and dark water rushes back.

The geese flew last month, and the sound of insects reflected autumn. Who will talk about the fairy boat on the river beam tomorrow?

10. Jiang Ting jathyapple bid farewell to two authors: Wang Bo era: Tangjiang sent Banan water, and the mountains crossed the north cloud. On the autumn night in Jinting, no one sees tears leaving the group.

There is tangled smoke on the green steps, and the high moon shines on the south gate of Jiangting. Lonely from the pavilion, the mountains are cold at night.

1 1. Farewell Author: Wang Luobin Times: Tang Han's night is more eternal, Xiang Qiu's cool. Why is centrifugation a gift? You have your own jade pot of ice.

12. Song of Jinling, Farewell to Fan Xuan Author: Li Bai Age: The Tang Dynasty was as rocky as a tiger, and Ling Bo wanted to cross the Cangjiang River. The trend of Zhongshan Dragon Plate is coming, and the beautiful trees are beautiful.

For more than forty years, fame and fortune flowed eastward. Who is the son of Little White Horse? He went to prison when he was too young.

In the past, Jinling was magnificent and swept the heroic world. The crown is scattered into smoke, and the golden jade seat is turned into cold ashes.

When the blade was buckled, it was sad and empty, and Chen Liang's bones were all messed up. Emperor Dragon Sinks Jingyang Well, who sings yushu backyard flower?

There's no way to be sad here. Now stay away from Changchun grass. Send the heart of Wan Li to the Yangtze River. He visited Nanshan in 1996.

13. Send it to Yuan Ershi Anxi Author: Wang Wei Age: Tang 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.

14. Don't Dongda Author: Gao Shi years: Huang Yun in the Tang Dynasty had a long day, and the north wind blew geese and snow in succession. Mochow has no confidant in the road ahead, and everyone in the world doesn't know you! 15. Yellow Crane Tower bid farewell to Meng Haoran on the way to Yangzhou. Author: Li Bai Age: Old friends in the Tang Dynasty bid farewell to the West Yellow Crane Tower, and fireworks went down to Yangzhou in March.

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. 16. Parting feelings of: Liu Suiyue: Turn the clouds to see the sun, the pond is just the time to dream back.

Recently, poems are like spring willows, which only bid farewell to the east wind. Words: 1. Recalling Wang Sun Qiu Jiang's farewell, collecting ancient sentences Author: Xin Qiji Time: Song Dynasty got the moon sorrow, Mochow, sorrow, sorrow, parting, and there is no need to complain about falling flowers. Yesterday, people not only had to fly every autumn. 2. Yulinling Author: Liu Yong Time: Song heart cold and sad, late for Changting.

At the beginning of the shower, the doors are empty, the party is lingering, and the blue boat is urging. Holding hands and looking at each other, tears swirled in my eyes until there were no words at last, and a thousand words stuck in my throat and I couldn't say it.

Thinking of returning to the south this time, this journey is another road. Thousands of miles away, it is misty, and the night sky is a vast night fog. Emotional parting has existed since ancient times, and it is more comparable. It is also a cold autumn festival.

Who knows where I am when I am awake tonight? Fear is just the edge, facing the sad morning wind and the setting sun of the waning moon. This is a long time, people who love each other are not together, and I even expect to be satisfied with the good weather and scenery in name only.

There are many kinds of customs, who will tell?

5. Sad parting sentence One year is graduation season, and another year is parting.

People meet and leave all their lives. Passers-by who pass by you every day meet for the first time and say goodbye. Maybe they will meet again one day, but no one can recognize who is back.

Memory is a lingering love song. The fallen leaves all over the mountain tell us that everyone is leaving. ...

There are always some irresistible things in life. For example, the dawn should be lit; For example, dusk is about to get dark; For example, fate meets; For example, the predicted departure; For example, destructive love; Such as health; Like death.

At the same time and in the same space, we can meet or leave.

How many times do you have to go through parting and peach blossom in your life? Then I finally got used to the people coming and going around me, finally understood that there was no eternal gathering, and finally looked down on the changes in the world and human face? "I can't bear to part with you." This sentence is so hard to say.

Happiness is actually very simple. A good night before going to bed, a short message when it is cold, and a short parting miss all warm my heart.

Ask what love is in the world and teach life and death. Flying in all directions, the old wings have been hot and cold several times. Have fun, leave the bitterness, and there will be more children in school. You should have a saying, Wan Li's cloud, Qian Shan's snow, only to whom.

6. Antique sentences about sad parting 1. Even the seven oceans will dry up Even Wan Li will fall apart. In this world, all kinds of places where you will go come and go like the tide.

2. Fate has come and gone, but it's just a dream, and it wakes up without a trace.

If you want to turn intoxication into sadness, singing can't hurt your heart!

4. Up and down 5,000 years of big dreams are boundless. Dream back to the Tang Dynasty, you can see the poems left behind ... Wan Li has no feelings, a chord that Long song can hear ...

This is a quiet year, and how many beauties the hero has lost. There is no new chapter in the past, so it is difficult to stay in the old garden.

6. The world has changed, but the heart is not in the sea. 7. It's time to spend money, and the dust settles. How much do you know ...

7. If you don't think, you won't forget.

8. Facing the sea, spring blossoms.

9. The small building listens to the spring rain all night, and the deep alley sells apricot flowers.

10. Guqin can calm my heart, and Guzheng can intoxicate my heart; Guqin sees through the world of mortals, while Guzheng looks down on the world of mortals.

1 1. Guzheng is sweet and guqin is pleasing to the eye. Guzheng is like Hua Dan, and guqin is like Tsing Yi.

7. There are more parting poems, Yulin Ridge is cold and sorrowful, and Liu Yong is cold and sorrowful, and it is Changting in the evening, and the shower begins to rest.

Farewell outside Kyoto, but not in the mood to drink, reluctant to leave, the people on board have been urging to start. Holding hands and looking at each other, tears swirled in my eyes until there were no words at last, and a thousand words stuck in my throat and I couldn't say it.

Thinking of returning to the south this time, this journey is another road. Thousands of miles away, it is misty, and the night sky is a vast night fog. Since ancient times, the most sad thing for sentimental people is to leave, not to mention the bleak autumn, how can they stand the sadness. Who knows where I am when I am awake tonight? Fear is just the edge, facing the sad morning wind and the setting sun of the waning moon.

This is a long time, people who love each other are not together, and I even expect to be satisfied with the good weather and scenery in name only. Even if it is full of emotions, who can enjoy it together? Wang Changling (Tang Dynasty)-"Farewell to Furong Inn and Xin Qiji" entered Wu on a cold rainy night to bid farewell to Chu.

Li Bai (Tang Dynasty)-To Wang Lun The Peach Blossom Pond is deeper than thousands of feet, but not as deep as Wang Lun. Li Bai (Tang Dynasty)-Seeing your friends off at Jingmen Ferry, the water brought you a feeling of home and dragged your boat for 300 miles.

Wang Wei (Tang Dynasty)-Farewell/Farewell in the mountains/Farewell to friends, friends, I have been watching you go down the mountain, and I didn't close my thatched door until now. Li Bai (Tang Dynasty)-Menglideng Tianmu Mountain/Biedong Road Zhu Gong I left you like this. I don't know how long I will be away. But let me, on my green slope, raise a white deer.

When I need you, ride to you, great mountain. Wang Changling (Tang Dynasty)-"Two Poems of Farewell Sword in Furong Inn" entered Wu on a cold rainy night to bid farewell to Chu.

Zhou Bangyan (Song Dynasty)-The Warrior Lanling Willow on the Sui Dyke, I have seen it several times, and the water fluttered to bid farewell. Yan (Song)-"Youth Tour" is the most important thing, and things flow, and finally the two meet.

Liu Changqing (Tang Dynasty)-"Master Deliverer/Master Deliverer" or do you still live in Lying Zhoushan, and now everyone is here? . Li Bai (Tang Dynasty)-Break up in a hotel in Nanjing. Go and ask if this river flowing eastward can go further than the love of friends! .

8. Looking for a poem about sad parting 14 A poem about parting is thousands of miles away. During the daytime in Huang Yun, the north wind blows goose feather and heavy snow one after another.

A gentleman is poor, who wants to meet today without paying for drinks? An old friend stayed in the Yellow Crane Tower in the west, and fireworks went down to Yangzhou in March. Sailing alone, the blue sky is empty, and only the Yangtze River flows in the sky. Bai Xuege bid farewell to Wu, secretary of Tian's field, when the north wind rolled white grass, and eight In the snow crossed the Tatar Day, like the spring breeze came at night, blowing the petals of Wanli pear into the bead curtain, making the wet silk curtain coat cool and the cotton mat thin. The bow of the general's horn is out of control, and his iron clothes are still cold. The sea is dry and the clouds are dim. China army bought wine and drank it back to the guests. Play with him savage pipa, guitar and harp until dusk. When the snow shattered our tent, our frozen red flag couldn't fly in the wind. We watched him go east through the wheel tower door and enter the snowdrift of Paradise Peak Road, and then he disappeared in the turning, leaving only hoofprint behind him. "Yulin Order" Liu Yong is cold and sympathetic. He was late and the rain stopped. He has no intention of drinking, and he is attached to the Lanzhou ship. He held hands and looked at himself with tearful eyes, but he was speechless. Reading-smoke thousands of miles away and sink into the sky at dusk. Affectionate has sorrow since ancient times. What's more, it is a cold autumn festival. Tonight, Yang Liuan, the evening breeze and the waning moon, where did you wake up after drinking? After many years, it should be a good time and a good scene in name only. Even if there are many kinds of customs, who can you tell? "Walking on the Sand" Ouyang Xiu waited for plum blossoms in the pavilion, and the small bridge was warm and swaying. Sadness is drifting away, and the distance is like spring water. There are more amateurs in Chunshan. Xin Qiji's Magnolia Slow Watch depicts Zhang Zhonggu as a handsome man in Xingyuan Hanzhong. As soon as he asked about this place, he wanted to point his sword at Sanqin. The proud king returned to the East after World War I, but he can't see it today, and the mountains and rivers are full of tears. The setting sun is broken and the west wind is full of fat. A book is the teacher of the emperor, trying to explore the west. What's more, he left the banquet in a hurry and set foot on the shadow of Zhengjiang in a hurry. yan zhen first flew. With the wheels at four corners, it is difficult to reduce the waistline. Zhang and He Xinlang sent Hu Bangheng to Xinzhou to dream about Shenzhou Road, and the autumn wind started to corner, and the Forbidden City was far from Xiaomi. The bottom layer is mainly Kunlun, with foxes and rabbits scattered in thousands of villages. God's will is never difficult to ask, and love-human feelings are easy to say. Donanpu, I'll walk you away. The clouds are slightly broken. Know where you are at night and talk to each other later. If the goose doesn't come, the book becomes a book. Cao Kener's grievances will be close to you. Raise the white, listen to the gold thread. Sing history, the roots are loose, and the seedlings are left on the mountain. With the diameter of the stem, the shadow is one hundred feet. The world is tall and handsome. Because of the terrain, it originated more than once. The bald head is gone. Chen Ziang, Yan Zhaowang, go to Jieshi Museum in the south, overlooking Huang Jintai. The mountain was covered with trees, Wang Zhao's map disappeared, and his horse was driven back. "Eight Arrays" was written by Du Fu. The Three Kingdoms are divided and have always been bound by his greatness. The Eight Sides Castle is built on his reputation. It stands beside the changing river as his grief that he never conquered the State of Wu. Wuyi Lane was written by Liu Yuxi. There are many weeds and flowers beside Zhuque Bridge, and the sun sets at the entrance of Wuyi Lane. In the old society, Wang Xietang flew into the homes of ordinary people. The royal ghost has languished in Nanjing. Chihiro iron lock sank to the bottom of the river, and stones fell from the river. The repeated changes have passed, and the dignity of this mountain still commands the cold river. Now it is the day when the China world is unified. The old fortress is full of ruins and autumn reeds. Su Shi went to Niannujiao Dajiangdong to wash the waves. This is a romantic figure, and it has been through the ages. Therefore, the culture on the west side of the base is the Red Cliff in Zhou Lang, the Three Kingdoms, which smashed the shore and rolled up thousands of piles of snow. This country is picturesque and there are many heroes. Looking back at Gong Jin, Xiao Qiao got married for the first time. It's heroic. Feather fan black silk scarf, laughing and laughing, strong Lu vanished. Old country wandering, passionate Ying Xiao Wo, born early with Fahua. Life is like a dream, and there are statues on the moon. Zhou Bangyan Xihe Jinling recalled the ancient beauty, and the Southern Dynasties event. Who remembers that the old country was surrounded by mountains and Qingjiang River, and the bun was right? The rough waves are lonely and the wind is blowing. Looking sadly at the Huaihe River in the east. The wine flag is full of drama. I miss this city-I vaguely know the neighborhoods of Xie Wang, but the swallows don't know what the world is like. It's like talking about ups and downs in an ordinary alley in the sunset. The rhyme of Jiangkui Qu in Jiaxuan North is separated from the lost building, and the moss is very lithographed. People ride autumn smoke, cold dusk, come and go through the ages? It makes you feel at home. A few words will make you respect. Outside the building, Gao Jiang vaguely knows Zhengxi Road. An old friend of the Central Plains, China was born and gathered, looking south at the Changhuai Golden Drum. At that time, I invited Iraq to plant a willow. Are you there so far? = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = When you leave, you will remember that someone really loved you. I know that you have grown up, and you should be able to let go of your ideals. Let's go, my child. I hope you have a pleasant trip. = = = = = = = = = = = =-The poet who left; Mathea, the rain is rustling and the leaves are fluttering.

You are like the god of friendship in the storm. I walked towards you, and you? You become blurred, blurred ... until you disappear.

No, that's not you, that's just your shadow! Where are you? "I am in a storm by the sea ..." Your voice rang in my mind, "We are on the way to leave". The drizzle is rustling and the willow leaves are fluttering.

What's it like to stand alone in the rain? Is it sadness, sadness, or sadness of parting ... = = = = = = parting from sorrow-four modern parting poems, life and death parting, is a kind of pain only for human beings. In the history of China literature, there are lamentations of "I have gone in the past, and the willow is reluctant to part with me", exhortations of "Advise you to have a glass of wine and go out for no reason", expressions of "Luoyang's relatives and friends are like asking each other, and a piece of ice heart is in the jade pot", and even more "What a sad word today!" Sadness.

We have long been familiar with these classical poems, and when it comes to parting poems, we always think of them first. In fact, writers of modern literature in China also have many good parting poems.

Yu Guangzhong's Homesickness is such a classic: when I was a child, homesickness was a small stamp. I'm here and my mother is there.

When I grow up, homesickness is a narrow ticket. I'm here and the bride is there.

Later, homesickness became a temporary grave. Me.