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A poem commemorating the death of my brother.

Dream on.

Tang Dynasty: Bai Juyi

Travel hand in hand with your dreams at night, but don't cry in the morning.

Zhangpu was sick for three times, and Xianyang stayed in the grass for eight times in autumn.

You bury your bones under the mud spring, and I send snow all over the world.

Ah, Han Weilang went to the next time, but did you know that the night station was full of ignorance?

Translation:

I dreamed of playing with you hand in hand at night, and woke up in the morning with tears in my face without wiping the towel.

I fell ill three times in Zhangpu, and Chang 'an has been growing grass for eight years.

I think you left, and your bones have turned to sand. I still live in a world of white hair for the time being.

Ah, Wei Han Lang died one after another. Do you know the gloom?

Extended data:

Poems describing brotherhood:

1, vacationing in the mountains reminds me of my brothers in Shandong.

Tang Dynasty: Wang Wei?

I am a lonely stranger in a strange land, and I miss my family more often during the holidays.

When I think of my brothers' bodies climbing high, I will feel a little regret for not being able to reach me.

Translation:

As a foreign guest leaving home alone, I miss my loved ones, especially when the festival is coming.

It's a pity that I was the only one with dogwood in my head when my brothers climbed the mountain today.

Step 2 Give it to Wang Lun.

Tang Dynasty: Li Bai?

Li Bai was just about to leave when he heard a farewell song from the shore.

Even if the Peach Blossom Pond is deep, it is not as deep as Wang Lun's sending away my love.

Translation:

Li Bai was about to leave when he heard a farewell song from the shore.

Even if the Peach Blossom Lake reaches thousands of feet, it can't compare with Wang Lun's Farewell to Me.

3、? When sending Yuan Er to Anxi

Tang Dynasty: Wang Wei?

The rain in the early morning moistened the dust of the land, the inn of the inn, the branches and leaves of the inn, and a new leaf (1) Hostel Yang Yiyi Liu Chun)

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.

Translation:

The light rain in the morning moistened the dust on the Acropolis, and the willow branches and leaves in the inn pavilion were fresh and tender.

Sincerely advise friends to have another glass of wine. It's hard to meet old relatives when you go west from Yangguan.