A poem that you have to leave and have to go.

1, Yulouchun Zunqian intends to say that he will return to Song Dynasty: Ouyang Xiu Zunqian intends to say that he will return to Song Dynasty, and he wants to say spring first. Ah, there is love in life, and love is in the depths of madness. This is not irrelevant to hate-the wind overhead, the moon in the sky. Before the farewell party, Mo sang a new tie. This song has a sad feeling. It's easy to see all the flowers in Los Angeles at first. Before opening the bottle, I plan to set a return date and long for a drink. When I want to say something, the beautiful woman has nothing to cry, like the charming face of the spring breeze, I will mourn myself first. Ah, life is sentimental, and it doesn't matter if you don't hate it-the breeze on the roof and the bright moon in the sky. Don't sing new songs and clear songs before farewell, which has made people sad. Ah, at this time, you only need to see all the peonies in the city, and then you can travel with me, so that you can bid farewell to the spring breeze less sadly. 2, Yulin Ridge, chilling and lamenting Song: Liu Yong's emotional injury has existed since ancient times, and it is more comparable, staying in the clear autumn! 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? Since ancient times, the most sad thing for passionate people is to leave, not to mention this bleak autumn, how can this departure stand! Who knows where I will wake up tonight? I'm afraid only Liu 'an faces the sharp morning breeze and the waning moon at dawn. It's been a long time since I left each other, and people who love each other are no longer together. I think even if we meet fine weather and beautiful scenery, it just seems like nothing. Even if it is full of affection, who can you enjoy it with? 3, Linjiang Xian sent money to Mu Fu Song Dynasty: Su Shi changed his door three times, and the world stepped on the world. When I meet with a smile, it's still warm as spring. Your heart is like an ancient well, not water, and the peak is like a bamboo pole in autumn. My heart is melancholy, because you want to separate the sails overnight. When you see me off, the clouds are the color of the moon. There is no need for the girls of Pei Jiu to feel too sorry for the glass. Life is a difficult journey, you and I are both passers-by, just like stopping at different hotels. It has been three years since we parted in Beijing, and you have traveled all over the world. When we meet and smile, it is still warm as spring. Your heart is like an ancient well, and high winds and bright days are like bamboo poles in autumn. I'm disappointed because you have to sail all night alone, and when you leave, the clouds are pale and the moon is pale. Geisha who accompany the wine don't have to be too sad in the glass. Life is a difficult journey, you and I are both passers-by, just like stopping in different inns. 4, butterfly lovers, drunk don't remember to wake up in the West Chamber Song: Yan drunk don't remember to wake up in the West Chamber. Spring dreams and autumn clouds are easy to gather and disperse. I don't sleep much at the half-moon window. What is displayed on the screen is Wu. Wine stains on clothes and words in poems. It's always sad to do small things. There is no good way to mourn for yourself. Crying for others on a cold night. Say goodbye to the west building when you are drunk, and you will have no memory when you wake up. Spring dreams and autumn clouds make life too easy to gather and disperse. I still don't get enough sleep in the moonlight with half a window slanting, and the colorful screen shows the green of Wu Shan with nothing. There are traces of banquet wine on the clothes, and the poems given by the party always evoke a bleak mood. Red candle feels sorry for itself, and there is no way to get rid of sadness. In the cold night, it tore people's hearts and lungs. 5, Qingpingle, don't come to the Spring Half Five Dynasties: likui jy, don't come to the Spring Half, it's heartbreaking. The order of autumn may be like snow in the snow, brush it off and then flow down full. Hongyan has flown back, the journey is far away, and the dream is hard to come true. The sadness of parting is like weeds in spring, which go further and further. Since I left, spring has passed halfway, and the scenery that comes into view has swept away my heart. Plums falling on the steps are messy like flying snow, brushed away and scattered all over the body. Hongyan has already flown back, and there is no news. It is a long way, and it is difficult to form a dream of going back. The sadness of parting is like the weeds in spring. The farther you go, the more prosperous it will be. Poem 2 1, water diversion Xuzhou Mid-Autumn Festival Song: Su Zhe walked for a long time, seven degrees Mid-Autumn Festival. Last year in the East, I looked at the moon and was depressed. Unexpectedly, on the mountain of Pancheng, an ancient Bianhe River drifted. Someone incited the fun, and the swan goose in the swan goose. The guests in the living room are radiant. The moon is ruthless and unwilling to stay heavy. There are drinkers tonight, and they will live on the boat tomorrow night. It's sad to be apart. I'm afraid Rainbow will, so I don't go home, so I have to go upstairs. We have been apart for too long, and it has been seven Mid-Autumn Festival. Today last year, in the land of Wu Dong, I looked at the bright moon, full of sadness. I didn't expect to go boating on the ancient Bianhe River and go to Liangzhou at the foot of Pengcheng Mountain. There is a claim to add interest, starting the goose on the pavilion. The guests in the seats were dressed in luxury. The moon is ruthless, unwilling to keep people, and sinking into the west. There will be wine for guests tonight, and I will live alone on the boat tomorrow night, leaving my sorrow as usual. They are afraid that Rainbow can, and they will not be allowed to go home, so they have to go upstairs to face each other. 2. Parting from the Tang Dynasty: Lu Guimeng's husband didn't shed tears or spill his parting room. Toast with a stick and sword is a shame to be a wanderer. A poisonous snake stings, but a strong man relieves his wrist. Aim for fame, and you can't sigh when you leave. A gentleman doesn't cry, but he doesn't want to cry when he leaves. In the face of generous singing and waving swords, I feel ashamed like a sad-faced wanderer. Once stung by an adder, you will not hesitate to break your arm. Since you are determined to contribute to the world, there is no need to sigh and complain when you leave home. 3. The Yellow Crane Tower bid farewell to Meng Haoran on the way to Yangzhou in the Tang Dynasty: Li Bai's old friend stayed in the Yellow Crane Tower in the west, and the 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. Old friends frequently waved to me, bid farewell to the Yellow Crane Tower, and traveled to Yangzhou on this catkin-like, flowery March spring day. The lonely sail shadow of my friend faded away and disappeared at the end of the blue sky, only seeing a line of the Yangtze River, heading for the distant sky. 4. Farewell to friends in the Tang Dynasty: Li Bai, with mountains in the north and waters in the east. 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. Castle Peak stretches across the north of the city, and the sparkling water surrounds the east of the city. Here we say goodbye to each other, and you are like a lonely tent floating in the wind, traveling thousands of miles. Floating clouds are as erratic as wanderers, and the sunset slowly goes down the mountain, which seems to be nostalgia. From then on, I waved and broke up. Ma Xiaoxiao, riding a horse that will take him on a long journey, seems unwilling to leave. 5. Two poems written by Xin Qiji in Tang Dynasty: Wang Changling entered Wu on a cold rainy night, and Chushan saw off guests. (Liantian, Zuo Yi, Lian Jiang) If relatives and friends in Luoyang ask each other, there is a piece of Bing Xin in the jade pot. It's autumn in the south of Danyang, cloudy and deep in the north of Danyang. High-rise buildings should not be drunk, lonely and cold. I came to Wudi in the cold and rainy night, and saw my friend off at dawn, leaving only Chushan alone. When I arrive in Luoyang, if any relatives and friends ask about me, please tell them that my heart is still as pure as the ice of a jade pot and has not been defiled by worldly things such as fame and fortune. Looking south at Danyang, I saw the rainy and boundless autumn sea; Looking to the north of Danyang, I saw the deep clouds in Chutian. Seeing guests off in high-rise buildings and seeing friends off, I feel sad and can't enjoy drinking. There was silence all around. Facing the cold river, only the high moon shone on my heart.