Ancient parting poems?

Centrifugation is no different from Xijiang, and it sends sails thousands of miles straight. ——

1. Mochow has no confidant in the road ahead, and no one in the world knows you. * * * Gao Shi: "Don't move big"

2. Thousands of miles away in Huang Yun, the sun is shining and the north wind is blowing snow. A gentleman is poor, who wants to meet today without paying for drinks?

To the north of the Great Wall is a blue mountain range, and to the east is a white waterline. Here we say goodbye to each other, and you, like losing your father, are floating in the wind and traveling far away. Floating clouds are like wanderers, like wandering, and the sunset slowly goes down the mountain, which seems to be nostalgic. With a wave of his hand, he will be separated from now on, and his friend on horseback will carry him on a long journey, blowing a long wind, as if reluctant to leave.

4. Human feelings are like catkins, and melodious will follow the spring breeze. * * * Song * * *

Friend, I have been watching you go down the mountain, until now, in the dark, I closed the door of the thatched cottage. The spring grass will turn green next year, but what about you, my friend Prince? ?

6. Decline orchid to send guests to Xianyang Road, if the sky is old. * * * Tang * * *

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

8. 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.

9. I got off the horse, poured you wine and asked where you were going and why. You said you would go back to Zhongnanshan because you were not proud of your life. Just left, I want to ask again, look at the white clouds floating.

10. Liu Yang Dongfeng Tree, Qingqing Yu Jiajia River. It's not so convenient to have a rest recently. It should be because there are too many people.

1 1. A bottle of farewell wine is bitter and hurried, like running water, Bidondo.

12. Friends who paint must be light, and paper-like mountains don't like to be flat. * * * Yuan * * *

13. Outside the pavilion, beside the ancient road, the grass is blue and the sky 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 turbid wine makes me happy. Say goodbye to Meng Han tonight.

14. Take this opportunity to surround the wall of the third district of Qin and see the five continents. Parting with you, our two officials run counter to each other. And yet, while China holds our friendship, heaven is still our neighbor. If you don't do anything wrong, the child will get wet with towels.

15. Is it raining all the way to Chu? The bell in the evening came to us from Nanjing. The rain is heavy, the sky is not right, and the birds fly slowly. The Yangtze River flows into the distance of the Yangtze River, and the trees are full of rain. Farewell to my old friend, I love infinity, and tears fall down on the river.

16. The solitary sail is far away from the blue sky, and only the Yangtze River flows in the sky. * * * Li Bai: "Farewell to Meng Haoran on the way to Yangzhou"

17. By my old door, in the yellow grass, we are still wandering, and our hearts are full of sadness. The way you walked into the sky, when I saw the snow falling at dusk, I came back. When I was young, my father and I traveled abroad, and I had no time to meet you in many difficulties and hardships. Hide your face and cry, where does the dust go?

18. It's cold and rainy at night, Wu, seeing Fujian off in Chushan. Friends, if my friends in Luoyang invite me; Just say I'm still Bing Xin Okho, and stick to my faith!

19. Good people always take the right path and are not enemies of the world. The wicked flatter too much and get nothing. * * * Tang * * *

20. The yellow leaves have fallen, and you insist on giving up this place where you once lived. The rustling autumn wind will take you to Hanyang Ferry, and the first sunrise will meet you in Yingshan. Several friends and relatives in Jiangdong are waiting for your boat to return from the horizon. When can we meet again and have a hangover?