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A farewell poem from a friend.

Make friends with each other, why do you want to be close to each other? -Han Yuefu folk songs & gt

Wan Li is near-the Three Kingdoms. Wei Caozhi & gt

However, as long as China keeps our friendship, heaven is still our neighbor-Don Wang Bo.

Know each other far and near, but Wan Li is still a neighbor-Don Zhang Jiuling & gt

Young people learn new things, but they miss their old friends on their deathbed-Don Hanyu & gt

Take literature as your friend and virtue as your neighbor-Tang Zuyong & gt

We were all unhappy until the end of the day, when we met. We understand. What is the relationship between acquaintances? -Tang Bai Juyi & gt

Make friends at the end of life, not for ups and downs. —— Tang Helan entered the Ming Dynasty & gt

There are no young people and old people in life, so why should we get along first? -Tang Du Fu>

Painting friends need to be indifferent, mountains like paper don't like harmony-Green Weng Zhao & gt

I haven't seen you all day, like Sanqiu Xi-< <; Book of Songs. Feng Wang. Caige > & gt

We said goodbye sadly, and our two officials went in opposite directions. After all, the world is just a small place. ("Farewell Du to Shu Guan")

I once again sent my bosom friend, and the thick grass represented my deep affection. (Li Bai: "Send a friend"

Spring grass will grow green next year, my friend, will you come back? (Bai Juyi: "Farewell to Ancient Grass")

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. (Wang Wei: "Send Yuan Er An Xi")

Misty rain enveloped Wu's day overnight; Send you in the morning, lonely and sad in Chushan! (Wang Changling: Breaking up with Xin Jian at Furong Inn)

A gentleman is poor, who wants to meet today without paying for drinks? (Gao Shi: "Don't be big")

Peach Blossom Pond and thousands of feet are not as good as Wang Lun's. (Li Bai: "To Wang Lun")

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. (Li Bai: "Farewell to Meng Haoran on the way to Yangzhou")

We watched him go east through the wheel tower door, leaving only hoofprint behind him. (Song of Snow White sends Tian Shuji home)

Outside the pavilion, beside the ancient road, the grass is blue. The evening breeze blows the flute, and the sunset is beyond the mountain. Horizon, a corner of the sea, intimate friends are half scattered. A ladle of muddy wine makes me happy. Say goodbye to Meng Han tonight. (Li Shutong: "Goodbye")