Poetry describing reluctance to leave

1. I urge you to drink another glass of wine and leave Yangguan in the west without any friends. ——Wang Wei's "Weicheng Song"

2. There are close friends in the sea, and they are like neighbors in the world. ——Wang Bo's "Farewell to Du Shaofu for his appointment in Shuzhou"

3. I still pity the water of my hometown and see you off on a boat thousands of miles away. ——Li Bai's "Farewell at the Jingmen Gate"

4. You can't be seen on the mountain winding road, leaving a place for horses to walk in the sky above the snow. —— Cen Shen's "Bai Xue Ge Sends Magistrate Wu Back to the Capital"

5. I mean to say goodbye to you, both are eunuchs. ——Wang Bo's "Farewell to Du Shaofu for his appointment in Shuzhou"

6. The desolate farewell and the last two echoes are the same, and the most overwhelming one is the moonlight. ——Nalan Xingde's "The Poppy·Meet Again Deep in Qulan"

7. Relatives and friends in Luoyang are like asking each other, and a heart of ice is in a jade pot. ——Wang Changling's "Farewell to Xin Jian at the Furong Tower"

8. Once upon a time, the sea was difficult to overcome, except for Wushan, it was not a cloud. ——Yuan Zhen's "Five Poems on Lisi, No. 4"

9. An old friend bid farewell to the Yellow Crane Tower in the west, and fireworks descended from Yangzhou in March. ——Li Bai's "Yellow Crane Tower Farewell to Meng Haoran in Guangling"

10. It is difficult to say goodbye when we meet. The east wind is powerless and the flowers are withered. ——Li Shangyin's "Untitled·It's hard to say goodbye when we meet"

11. Don't worry about having no friends in the future. No one in the world knows you. —— Gao Shi's "Two Poems of Farewell to Dong Da"

12. The shadow of the lone sail in the distance is gone in the blue sky, and only the Yangtze River can be seen flowing in the sky. —— Li Bai "Send Meng Haoran to Guangling from the Yellow Crane Tower"

13. The grass grows in the original land, and the glory is withered every year. ——Bai Juyi's "Farewell to Fu De Ancient Grass"

14. Green mountains stretch across Beiguo, and white water surrounds the east city. ——Li Bai's "Send Off a Friend"

15. The snow is falling one after another at the camp gate, and the red flag is frozen in the wind and cannot turn over. ——Cen Shen's "Baixuege Sends Magistrate Wu Back to the Capital"

16. Pingpingpingjiao is more than thirteen years old, and the cardamom shoots are in early February. ——Du Mu's "Farewell·Ping Ping Niao Thirteen and More"

17. The farewell night in the Red Mansion is melancholy, and the incense lamp is half rolled up in the tassel tent. ——Wei Zhuang's "Bodhisattva Barbarian·A Farewell Night at the Red Mansion Is Melancholy"

18. Want to ask a traveler where to go? Where are the brows and eyes? ——Wang Guan's "Bu Shuzi·Send Bao Haoran to Eastern Zhejiang"

19. Send Wang and his grandson off again, full of love. ——Bai Juyi's "Farewell to the Ancient Grass"

20. In the morning mirror, the clouds on the temples have changed, and when you sing at night, you should feel the cold moonlight. ——Li Shangyin's "Untitled·It's hard to say goodbye when we meet"

21. It's really hard to be apart, but it's not as good as meeting each other. ——Yan Jidao's "Shengchazi·Guanshan Soul and Dreams"

22. The world is thin, human nature is evil, and flowers tend to fall when the rain comes at dusk. ——Tang Wan's "The Hairpin-headed Phoenix: The Love of the World"

23. Passionate but annoyed by ruthlessness, tonight is as long as last night. —— Yuan Haowen's "Partridge Day·The lights in the waiting hall are dim and the rain brings coolness"

24. The spring breeze is ten miles away on Yangzhou Road, and it is better to roll up the bead curtain. ——Du Mu's "Farewell·Pingping Wandering Thirteen More"

25. The autumn sails are far away on the Qingfeng River, and the ancient trees are sparse beside Baidi City. ——Gao Shi "Send Li Shaofu to be demoted to the gorge, and Wang Shaofu to be demoted to Changsha"

26. When the young man left home and his eldest son came back, his local pronunciation did not change and his hair on his temples faded. ——He Zhizhang's "One of Two Poems on Returning to Hometown"

27. The mountains end with the plains, and the river flows into the wilderness.

——Li Bai's "Farewell at Jingmen"