Parting poems are written by junior high school students.

Author: Bai Juyi

Works: Hungry brothers are separated from the Chaos Pass in Henan to a place because of the feeling of looking at the moon. I sent Brother Fuliang to the Seventh Brother of Qianjiang and the Fifteenth Brother of Wujiang as a sign of separation. The hungry brothers wanted to be separated in one place.

Content:

The family business is in a year of disaster, and the brothers are scattered.

After the war, the countryside was deserted and the flesh and blood fled to a foreign land.

The injured shadow is like a lonely wild goose, wandering like a broken-rooted autumn canopy.

* * * Looking at the bright moon and crying, for the heart, five places, all sick and willing.

Time: Tang and Five Dynasties

Author: Li Bai

Works: After the troubled times, the sky is flowing, and Yelang recalls the past.

Content:

Tiangong, the capital of Baiyu, has twelve pavilions and five cities.

The immortal climbed the summit for me, symbolizing longevity.

Suddenly want to come to this world, mistakenly think that the world has sounded music, to the forefront.

There have been 96 sages in this world since the beginning, and empty names are hanging in the clouds.

A glimpse of heaven and earth failed to forget the war.

I once studied overlord strategy, and I hope I can succeed and bring my Kardon jacket home.

But the fortune is not good, and I have been wandering around the country for a long time.

Once I went to Shandong to learn sword, but I didn't get any results. I can write some, but what's the use?

Mr. Armed is not the enemy of ten thousand people, but the art of self-defense.

These are trivial and trivial, so I saw through the world like Liang Hong and left the capital Chang 'an singing a tune-deaf song.

But when I was near, I still shed tears of generous encouragement and wet the red tassel on my hat.

Tanjun is also a free talent and a hero with temperament and personality.

The roadside set up a curtain for me to comfort the hardships of my expedition.

The pommel horse is like a cloud, take me to the standard ride.

The voice of this song is not to express your feelings, and this day will soon come to Kunming Pool.

Once I arrived in Youzhou in October of one year and saw An Lushan in An Lushan shining like a star.

The emperor of Tang Dynasty gave up the northeast of Hebei, and the whole area was under the control of An Shi Wuji, like a long whale in the sea.

Breathing between the seas, Yanran Mountain seems to have been destroyed by him.

I know I'm not a proud emperor, and it's no use talking about it, so I have to hide in the Peach Blossom Garden and make an exception.

I want to bend my bow, but I dare not. I am afraid of misfortune and myself.

I used to cry in Beijing, and cried, Ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, how do you know how to use talents?

The bone of a swift horse is so powerful that it can't be used much.

Le Yi was born again, and now he is dead.

Time flies, no one wants to drive the horse to your hometown.

It's like you are enjoying the songs leisurely and sitting solemnly in the magnificent hall.

You are like ancient Wang Zhongwang and so on, but Tao is like Wang Zhongwang.

Techno-pop diem in Changle Pavilion, a large-scale open wine feast, lists pots and cups.

Xian Hao asked Qing E and took a candle trip.

The drunken dance was full of qi, and Song Nifei circled the dust beam.

After the pleasure is over, you will return to Xianyang after the full rank.

Banquets and banquets saw thousands of people, and tents were far away from each other.

No, every thousand miles, we expand from the gap, and every time we pass Yan Liang.

After several changes, Kyushu almost collapsed.

Tang Jun fought against the rebels, and dust dimmed the sea of clouds.

Even the vegetation is shaking with murderous look, and the stars are not bright.

Bones of Bones Hill, what are the sins of ordinary people? This is a disaster.

After passing through Tongguan to defend the emperor's palace, the whole country hangs on Geshuhan's suit.

Unexpectedly, the army of 300,000 halberds turned around and surrendered to the culprit.

Or as loyal as dogs and sheep.

Two of the two cities fled the capital and the two capitals were in ruins.

King Di Zi was commanded by the emperor as well as by the emperor.

Yongan Wang is not a bully in the Spring and Autumn Period of Qi Huangong and Jin Wengong, but his strategist has brave soldiers.

When people lose their dignity, thieves start to rain.

Only you stick to this house, and loyalty will be crowned forever.

I lay on the clouds at the top of the mountain, learning the fairy rice.

Jiujiang opens the door, and the pillow is connected to the lake.

In the middle of the night, Wang Shuishi came to Xunyang, and the city was dotted with Zhan.

I made a mistake in an empty name, and the king sent troops to threaten me with his boat.

He gave me 500 gold coins, and I regard them as floating clouds.

I quit my eternal life as a Yelang king, and I was exiled to a wasteland, Yelang's Yelang.

Yelang is far from here, and the west is aging.

The sea of Liuhe is quiet, and I am like grass with frost.

There is no light in the sun and the moon, and there is no selfless heart. What can I do to tell the sky?

You are the ruler of the gods and know that you are kind and care for the people.

Be ashamed to be your Qingyun, climb the Yellow Crane Tower three times.

Shame is not a Mi Heng, but a fake one on Parrot Island.

Fan shan is domineering, heaven and earth are scattered, autumn.

The river belt is covered with snow in Emei, and the Three Gorges River crosses the river.

There are thousands of people on the river, and Fan Lian is Yangzhou.

Climbing a thousand miles, I am sad.

The screen window is open, and the water tree is green, like a girl's green hair.

Look at the sun, afraid that it will set soon, raise your glass and celebrate the bright moon.

Wuyue is beautiful as a flower, graceful and full of makeup.

Call up the ladder and laugh together.

Give the guests a cantata, a silk dance of spring breeze.

Kneel down until the guests have a rest, but the host hasn't.

Browsing your masterpiece in Jingshan is comparable to Jiang Yan's writing style.

Like the lotus of water, it has the nature of nature.

Xing is full of ordinary thoughts, looking for an invitation all the time.

Behind the gate of the city gate are tiger people who stand tigers, and wohlhabendes Haus's spears are arranged in the forest.

Cut the bamboo and chisel the stone, and the stream will be deeply hurt.

People who climb the stairs stand in front of the building and look out, spitting sound, clear voice.

Words are more expensive than white jade, yes, they are heavier than gold.

Call me worthy of you, just like a bluebird has a heart.

Magpies, colorful clouds, fall from the sky.

Hearsay is an instrument of Amnesty, but he was exiled to Yelang.

If there is no heating in the cold valley, no smoke and ashes, there is no hope.

Xian Jun, you are going to the imperial court soon. Don't forget that I, an abandoned Jia Yi, can be recommended when I have the opportunity.

Let's talk about the past, don't let the Huns laugh at us.

I often sleep in the middle of the night and at night. Alas, alas, I feel sorry for this big country.

Jingfang is surrounded by fluttering mountains and the Yellow River is flowing.

Warlords are unwilling to act in unison and hesitate to face the battlefield.

Andrew is good at shooting, and an arrow landed on his head.

Time: Wei and Jin Dynasties

Author: Cao Cao

Works: Quedong Xi Menhang

Content:

Hongyan goes out of the north of Saibei, no man's land.

Raise your wings for thousands of miles, and you can stop and walk alone.

Dieting south rice in winter and returning to the north in spring.

There is a canopy in the field that flies far away with the wind.

Long and old, long live is not equal.

How can this recruiter open the square!

Ma Rong can't untie the saddle, and his armor can't leave his side.

Ran Ran veterans, when will they return to China?

Dragons hide in deep springs, while beasts tread on Gorkon.

The fox died and returned to the first hill, but the hometown can be forgotten!

Time: Wei and Jin Dynasties

Author: Chae Yeon

Works: Eighteen Beats by Hu Jia

Content:

I did nothing at the beginning of my life, but after I was born, the Han Dynasty declined.

Heaven is ruthless and chaotic, and the earth is ruthless, which makes me meet this time.

The road is dangerous and the people are in exile.

Smoke and dust cover the wild, land rover prospers, and ambition is good and righteousness is lacking.

Who should I sue for rude insults?

After a while, I knocked on the piano, feeling angry and resentful.

Rong Jie forced me to get married and pushed me to the horizon.

Yunshan is heavy and the wind is thousands of miles away.

Many people are violent and fierce. Like snakes, they are arrogant and extravagant.

Two beats and one string, the string is heartbroken, heartbreaking and sad.

It is better to have no life than to go to the country of Yue Han and enter the city of Hu.

Felt hair is shocking and flesh and blood, and what goes around comes around is boring to curb my feelings.

Drums are ringing from the night, and Hu Feng is dark.

Hurt the present, feel the past, feel the past, feel sadness, feel pain, feel pain.

I miss my hometown day and night, and I feel the most bitter when my life is full.

Natural disasters make the country chaotic and the people have no ownership. I am the only one who has no luck.

Different customs and different physical difficulties, different appetites, who can talk!

It's sad to think about how hard it is to remember clearly.

The wild goose south wants to make a sound, and the wild goose north returns to the west to get a Chinese sound.

Goose flies high, hard to find, but it hurts. Think about it.

The folding of the eyebrows caressed Ya Qin to the moon, and the five strokes were profound.

First frost is cold and hungry, so you can't eat meat and cheese.

At night, I heard the long water sobbing. I saw the Great Wall and the road was full.

Looking back, it is difficult to pack your bags, and six beats of sadness come and go.

As the sun sets, the wind wails. I don't know who I'm talking to!

Vilen is depressed, guarding Wan Li, vulgar, old, weak and young.

There are aquatic plants to build homes and repair bases, and cattle and sheep gather in the wild like bees and ants.

When the grass is exhausted, all sheep and horses are disciples. Qipai hates living here.

Why don't you see me wandering alone?

God, what happened?

I live up to God. What makes me different?

I live up to the gods. Why should I cross this country?

I did eight beats to relieve my worries, but I didn't know my heart was turning to worry.

The sky is boundless and my heart is sad.

Life is fleeting, but I can't be happy in my prime.

I want to ask the truth, but the sky is gray and I have no chance.

Looking up at the clouds and smoke, nine beats are nostalgic. Who is it?

The beacon fire in Chengtou has not been extinguished. When will the battlefield stop?

The murderous look rushed to the door, and Hu Feng blew the moonlight.

The hometown is silent with the sound of dust.

A lifetime of hard work and parting, ten times of sadness and tears into blood.

I am not greedy for life and hate death, so I can't dedicate my body and my heart.

I still want to return to mulberry, and I have been dead for a long time.

Sun, Moon and Sun are in Rongji, and the Hu people spoil me and have two sons.

There is no shame in bow education, and the growth of the soul is contemptible.

There is a beat in ten miles, and because of this, sorrow and joy are lingering.

Dongfeng responds to the law and has a lot of heating, so we know that the Han family is the son of heaven and the cloth and clothes are harmonious.

The Qiang people danced wildly and sang praises, and the two countries went to war with each other.

Suddenly, I met an envoy of the Han Dynasty. He gave me a phone call that was almost imperial and asked my daughter to redeem my concubine.

I'm glad I'm still alive, and I'm glad I met a sage, so I won't say goodbye to my children for no reason.

Nine times out of ten, it is difficult to live in two emotions.

This doesn't mean I can't live, but I must go back and caress Hu and cry.

Ambassador China greeted me, and I was chubby and yelling. Who knows?

Life and death come with me at this time, worrying about losing my glory as a child. How can I have wings to give you back?

Step by step, it is difficult to move, and the soul disappears.

There are three beats in ten, and the strings are anxious and sorrowful, and the intestines are stirring.

When I get home, my son won't follow me, and my heart hangs like I'm hungry.

Everything in the four seasons has ups and downs, but I am sad and temporarily motionless.

The mountains are high and the sea is wide. I will see you all my life. I dreamed that you came to Sri Lanka at night.

Holding hands in a dream is a kind of joy and a kind of sadness, but it hurts after sleeping.

Nine times out of ten, tears are falling, the river is flowing east, and I am thinking.

Fifteen beats, a holiday, a promotion, and a full chest. Who knows music?

It's unusual in the vault. I hope I can come back, I hope I can be happy again.

My heart is full of sorrow and sorrow. The sun and the moon are selfless and never shine.

It is difficult to separate mother and son, and the same day is more and more like a commercial reference. Life and death do not know each other, where to find!

Sixteen beats, endless thoughts, my son and I stand on our side.

The sun faces the east and the moon faces the west, so don't be heartbroken.

I don't forget my worry about daylily, I don't care whether I play the piano or not!

I don't want to go back to my hometown today. Old grievances are settled and new grievances are long!

Blood and tears look up and complain to the gray son, Hu lives alone!

Seventeen patted Xi's heart, his nose was sour, and it was difficult for Guan Shan to repair Xi alone.

I went with a lot of thoughts, but I didn't think long when I came.

Filled with branches and dried leaves of Artemisia annua, the battlefield was scarred and covered with bones, knives and arrows.

In spring and summer, the wind and frost are cold and the people are hungry and weak.

I was so heavy that I entered Chang 'an. I sighed my heart and my tears dried up.

Hu Jia was born out of Hu and turned out the same melody.

Although the 18th beat of Xi Qu is over, it sounds memorable.

It is a work that knows the subtleties of bamboo silk, and the joys and sorrows change with people's hearts.

Hu and Han are different, and heaven and earth are separated.

I am bitter and bitter, and Liuhe is vast and difficult to accommodate!

Time: Wei and Jin Dynasties

Author: Chae Yeon

Works: Sad Poems

Content:

The Han Dynasty lost power and influence, and Dong Zhuo was in chaos.

If you want to usurp the throne, you must first harm the virtuous.

Forced to move to the old state to help the Lord strengthen himself.

Xingyi division wants to * * for bad luck at home.

Excellent people come from the east and shine in the sun.

The local people are very fragile, and all the soldiers are Hu Qiangren.

Hunting wild cities and besieging cities, I know what I want to break.

There is nothing left, and the remains support each other.

A horse hangs a man's head, and a horse carries a woman behind it.

Driving west to enter the customs, the road is dangerous and blocked.

I still care. My liver and spleen are rotten.

There are several tens of thousands, and gathering is not allowed.

Still flesh and blood, afraid to speak.

When you are depressed for a few minutes, you need to talk about your shortcomings.

If you want to be a pavilion blade, I can't live with you.

How dare you spare your life? You can't stand being scolded.

Or add pestle, poison and pain are combined into one.

The study is sad and the night is sad.

You can't have it if you want to die, and you can't have it if you want to live.

It is a misfortune for people with pale faces.

Bianhuang is different from China, who is vulgar and unreasonable.

There is a lot of frost and snow in the place, and Hu Feng starts in spring and summer.

Blow my clothes gently and let them sink into my ears.

I miss my parents when I feel it, and lament the infinite.

It's always nice to hear that there are guests from outside.

Welcome to ask about him. You need to reply to the village.

I hope that when I meet you, my flesh and blood will meet me.

If you have to forgive yourself, you should abandon your son.

Heaven binds people's hearts, and it is too late to say goodbye.

Life and death are always good, and we can't bear to say goodbye to them.

Hold my neck in front of my son and ask my mother what she wants.

When people say that their mother should go, there is no time to return.

My mother has always been kind, so today is even more unkind.

I am not an adult, so I don't care.

Seeing this collapse in five days, I was in a trance and crazy.

Crying and touching, when you reply to doubts.

At the same time, they bid farewell to each other.

I long for my return, and sad tears have destroyed the cracks.

A horse hesitated, but a car refused to turn.

The audience was booed and sobbed as they walked.

To break the relationship and sign for the future.

This is 3,000 miles long. When shall we meet again?

Read me out of my stomach and my heart will destroy me.

Not only for the family, but also for China and foreign countries.

The city wall is a mountain forest, and the yard is full of Ai Jing.

If you don't know whose bone it is, don't cover it vertically and horizontally.

When no one goes out, the jackal barks.

Embrace the lonely scene, and you will lose your liver and lungs.

Looking at the distance, the soul suddenly flew.

After the election, others will be lenient.

In order to recover, there is no need to say it.

Entrust your life to a new person and try your best to encourage yourself.

Being stingy, I am often afraid of donating again.

The geometry of life, you worry all the year round.

Year: Korea

Author: Han Anonymous

Works: Other Poems

Content:

The flesh and blood are related, the branches and leaves are related, and making friends is also related.

All men are brothers, who is a passer-by?

Besides, I am connected to a tree, and I am like my son.

It used to be an affair, but now it's time to participate.

The former is similar in length, while the latter is like Hu and Qin.

Only when you think about it will your kindness be renewed day by day.

Weeds in Luming Literature Temple can be compared to guests.

I have a bottle of wine that I want to give to people far away.

May my son stay and think about it and talk about this life.

An oriole is thousands of miles away.

Huma loses her group and is often unwilling to think.

Besides, Ssangyong is fine when it is in the air.

Fortunately, there are string songs, which can be used to describe Huai.

Please sing for the wanderer. Why are you sad?

Silk and bamboo sound clear, generous and sad.

Long song is fierce, and the center is devastated.

If you want to express the Qing dynasty commercial songs, the lady can't return.

Sadness is pitching, but tears can't go away.

For a pair of orioles, I am willing to send my son to fly far away.

There is no doubt about love when you are married.

Have fun tonight. This is a good time.

What is the night when recruiters look forward to the road?

There are no more participants. Quit your job from now on.

On the battlefield, long time no see.

Shake hands with a sigh and tears will make a living.

Try to love Chunhua, and don't forget when you are happy.

Born to return, died for Sauvignon Blanc.

Candle, candle, morning moon, fragrance, autumn and fragrance.

Pink heart hair at night, smell my hall with the wind.

The husband is far away, and the wanderer loves his hometown.

/kloc-In the cold winter of 0/2 months, the morning is harsh.

Overlooking Jianghan River, looking up at the clouds.

Good friends are far apart, and each is in one place.

The mountains and seas are separated by zhongzhou, which is leisurely.

I finally meet Jiahui again, and the joy is endless.

May you always respect Lingde and love Jingguang.