Parting poem
At dusk, the ape was squeal and the guests by the river had dispersed. The river is rolling and boundless, and I feel more sad and sad alone.
2. Entering Jiangwu on a cold rainy night, seeing guests off in solitude. —— Wang Changling's "The Separation of Furong Inn and Xin Qiji" in the Tang Dynasty
The misty rain spread all over Wudi River overnight; Seeing you off in the morning, I feel lonely and sad for Chushan!
3. Peach Blossom Lake is deeper in thousands of feet than in Wang Lun. -Li Bai's "Gift to Wang Lun" in Tang Dynasty
Look at Taohuatan. Even though there is a gap between thousands of feet and China, how can I thank Wang Lun?
Facing the mist on the water, I still waved my hand and cried. -On Watching Wang Nangui by Liu Changqing in the Tang Dynasty
Watch your ship sail to the boundless sea of clouds, say goodbye with tears, and frequently put on a shawl.
5, the old friend resigned from the West Yellow Crane Tower, and fireworks went down to Yangzhou in March. -Li Bai's Yellow Crane Tower in the Tang Dynasty bid farewell to Meng Haoran on the way to Yangzhou.
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.
6. I advise you to drink a glass of wine and go out of Yangguan for no reason. -Tang Wang Wei's "Wei Cheng Qu/When Yuan Er was sent to Anxi"
Sincerely advise friends to have another glass of wine. It's hard to meet old relatives when you go west from Yangguan.
2. Poems that are reluctant to leave. Original publisher: Du Mi Library.
The ancient poem describes parting, and then he disappears at the corner of the pass, leaving only hoofprint behind him.
Even if the Peach Blossom Pond is deep, it is not as deep as Wang Lun's sending away my love. Willow green blows the ground, and the flowers are long and sultry.
The wicker broke and the flowers flew away. I wonder if pedestrians will come back. After all, the world is just a small place.
If you don't do anything wrong, the child will get wet with towels. You and I went all the way to the green hills in the rain, at the top of the moon in both places?
Cold rain enters Wu day and night, and Fujian in Chu. Friends, if my friends in Luoyang invite me; Just say I'm still Bing Xin Okho, and stick to my faith!
Sincerely advise friends to drink a glass of wine, and it is difficult to meet their relatives when they go out to the sun. Old friends frequently waved to me, bid farewell to the Yellow Crane Tower, and traveled to Yangzhou in this beautiful spring filled with catkins and flowers.
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. Here we say goodbye to each other, and you, like losing your father, are floating in the wind and traveling far away.
A gentleman is poor, who wants to meet today without paying for drinks? I haven't seen you in the winding mountain road, leaving only a row of horseshoe prints.
Yan Shi was sent as far away as Liu Changqing, leaning on the spring breeze to join Greentown, and the water country was cold and sunny in spring. Drizzle wet clothes can't be seen, idle flowers fall to the ground and listen to silence.
Sailing alone on the sunset river, the grass is green in Wan Li, Hunan. If we meet, we will be mistaken for Confucian scholars.
Looking at Li Duan, Lu Lun and my old door, the yellow grass closed, it was sad to leave. 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. We cry, we say nothing. What can I wish for you in this cold world? ? Send Dr. Yan, Han Yu, Cang Cang Sen and Ba Gui from Guizhou, and our land is in southern Hunan.
The river floats and the mountain is like a jade hairpin. Every household digs out bluebird feathers, and every household grows its own Huang Gan.
Far more than immortality, you don't need to climb to immortality by flying Luan as a mount. Xie Ting bid farewell to Xu Hun's brother, misinterpreted the boat trip, and the red leaves and green hills flowed.
When dusk fell, I woke up, only to know that everyone had left. At this time, it began to rain again, and I was the only one who left the west wing. Send someone east to Wen, Old Fort Huang Yeman, you are determined to give 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.
I ask you again and again, when will we meet again and have a drink to comfort your face. Leaving Lu Guimeng's husband is not without tears, nor is it a 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.
4. The ancient poems describing parting are:
1, Bai Juyi bid farewell to ancient grass in Tang Dynasty
Original text:
The long grass is so lush that the withered grass will thicken the color of the grass every autumn and winter. Wildfire can't burn it out, but the spring breeze can revive it.
Weeds and wild flowers are all over the ancient road, and the end of the grass in the sun is your journey. I once again sent my bosom friend, and the thick grass represented my deep affection.
Translation:
Yuan Ye is covered with lush grass, which withers and turns green every year. Yuan's fire will not go out, but when it blows, it is full of vitality.
The fragrance of fragrant grass permeates the ancient road, and the city is desolate under the sunshine. He also sent the wanderer on a long journey on the ancient road, and looked at the lush grassland, which was extremely sad.
2. On Liu Changqing's View of Wang Nanzheng in Tang Dynasty.
Original text:
Facing the mist on the water, I still waved my hand and cried. Because the flying birds disappeared into space and crossed a desolate green hill.
But now, the long river, the lonely sail and the five lakes are shining with the light of spring in the sunset. Along an island full of duckweeds, there will be peace of communication.
Translation:
Watch your ship sail to the boundless sea of clouds, say goodbye to tears, and wear a towel frequently. Like a bird, I don't know where to go, leaving this piece of green hills facing pedestrians.
A lone sail on the vast river disappears in the distance, and you will enjoy the beautiful scenery of the five lakes at sunset. Who can see me standing in Tingzhou thinking of you? Looking at Bai Ping's heart is full of infinite sadness.
3, Liu Changqing in the Tang Dynasty "Re-send Pei Langzhong to Jizhou"
Original text:
Apes crow at the end of the river, and people hurt themselves.
As a courtier, you are farther away, and Li is lonely.
Translation:
At dusk, the ape was squeal and the guests by the river had dispersed. The river is rolling, and I feel more sad and sad alone.
It is also exile and drifting, but your journey is farther. Castle Peak Wan Li, I really miss your boat.
4. Farewell of Li Bai in Tang Dynasty
Original text:
Green mountains are located on the north side of the city wall, and the sparkling water surrounds the east of the city. 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.
Translation:
Castle Peak crosses the north of the city, and white water flows through the east side. We will leave here, and once we get to Wan Li, we will embark on a lonely journey.
Wandering clouds are the artistic conception of wanderers, while the unwilling sunset is the attachment of old friends. Now waving away, I can only hear the whining of the stray horse.
5. Wang Changling's New Poems of Two Farewells in Furong Inn in Tang Dynasty (I).
Original text:
Misty rain enveloped Wu's day overnight; Send you in the morning, lonely and sad in Chushan!
Friends, if my friends in Luoyang invite me; Just say I'm still Bing Xin Okho, and stick to my faith!
Translation:
I came to Wudi on the night when the cold rain dripped all over the river. After seeing my friends off at dawn, I only left the lonely shadow of Chushan.
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.
6. Li Bai's farewell to Meng Haoran on his way to Yangzhou in the Tang Dynasty.
Original text:
Old friends frequently waved to me, bid farewell to the Yellow Crane Tower, and traveled to Yangzhou in this beautiful spring filled with catkins and flowers.
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.
Translation:
My friend waved goodbye to me at the Yellow Crane Tower. He will go to Yangzhou in sunny March.
His sail shadow gradually disappeared into the blue sky, only to see the rolling Yangtze River rushing in the horizon.
5. The poem 1 expresses the feeling of parting, sharpening the knife makes it difficult to leave the river, and the boat will be in Changan tomorrow.
2. The old friend resigned from the West Yellow Crane Tower, 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.
We said goodbye sadly, and our two officials went in opposite directions. After all, the world is just a small place. Why are you wandering at the fork in the road? The child is holding a towel.
The bright moon hides tall trees, but the long river doesn't know. Youyou Luoyang Road, when will this meeting be held?
Last night, at the beginning of frost, I crossed the river singing Farewell to Wanderers. People who are most worried are afraid to hear the swan song, and lonely travelers are in the silence of mountains and clouds.
6. Entering Jiangwu on a cold rainy night, seeing guests off in solitude. Friends, if my friends in Luoyang invite me; Just say I'm still Bing Xin Okho, and stick to my faith!
7. I advise you to drink a glass of wine and go out of Yangguan for no reason.
8. Water brings you the feeling of home, and makes your boat travel 300 miles.
Although we drank a lot of wine, we were not happy. When we were leaving each other, the river mysteriously widened in the direction of the full moon.
10, oh, go and ask this east-flowing river if it can go further than the love of friends! .
1 1, Li Bai was about to go by boat when he suddenly heard singing on the shore. Even if the Peach Blossom Pond is deep, it is not as deep as Wang Lun's sending away my love.
12, a glass of white jade wine, March poplar. The spring breeze can sway for a few days, and you and I are gray at the temples.
13, here you must leave me and float away like a loose water grass for hundreds of miles. Floating clouds are like wanderers, like wandering, and the sunset slowly goes down the mountain, which seems to be nostalgic.
14, we watched him go east through the tower gate and enter the snowdrift of Tianfeng Road. I haven't seen you in the winding mountain road, leaving only a row of horseshoe prints.
15, dawning into the future, leaving the old man alone.
16, the lonely sail shadow on the sunset river, with green grass, Wan Li, Hunan.
17. Affectionate feelings have been hurting and parting since ancient times, which is more comparable and snubbing the clear autumn festival.
18, the leaves of the plane rained in the middle of the night, and the leaves were leaving.
19, the candle has a heart to say goodbye and tears for others until dawn.
20. Nanpu is sad, and the west wind hits autumn. At the sight of heartbroken, why don't you look back?
6. The poem about reluctant friends is 1. Modaoqiu River is hard to leave, and the boat will be in Chang 'an tomorrow.
2. The old friend resigned from the West Yellow Crane Tower, 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.
We said goodbye sadly, and our two officials went in opposite directions. After all, the world is just a small place. Why are you wandering at the fork in the road? The child is holding a towel.
The bright moon hides tall trees, but the long river doesn't know. Youyou Luoyang Road, when will this meeting be held?
Last night, at the beginning of frost, I crossed the river singing Farewell to Wanderers. People who are most worried are afraid to hear the swan song, and lonely travelers are in the silence of mountains and clouds.
6. Entering Jiangwu on a cold rainy night, seeing guests off in solitude. Friends, if my friends in Luoyang invite me; Just say I'm still Bing Xin Okho, and stick to my faith!
7. I advise you to drink a glass of wine and go out of Yangguan for no reason.
8. Water brings you the feeling of home, and makes your boat travel 300 miles.
9. The old friend resigned from the West Yellow Crane Tower, and fireworks went down to Yangzhou in March.
10, oh, go and ask this east-flowing river if it can go further than the love of friends! .
1 1, Li Bai was about to go by boat when he suddenly heard singing on the shore. Even if the Peach Blossom Pond is deep, it is not as deep as Wang Lun's sending away my love.
12, a glass of white jade wine, March poplar. The spring breeze can sway for a few days, and you and I are gray at the temples.
13, here you must leave me and float away like a loose water grass for hundreds of miles. Floating clouds are like wanderers, like wandering, and the sunset slowly goes down the mountain, which seems to be nostalgic.
14, we watched him go east through the tower gate and enter the snowdrift of Tianfeng Road. I haven't seen you in the winding mountain road, leaving only a row of horseshoe prints.
15, dawning into the future, leaving the old man alone.
16, the lonely sail shadow on the sunset river, with green grass, Wan Li, Hunan.
17. We said goodbye to each other sadly, and our two officials walked in opposite directions. -Wang Bo's "Farewell to Shu"
18. Then he disappeared around the corner, leaving only hoofprint. -Cen Can's Song of Snow White sent Tian Shuji Wu home.
19 This is another place, just like a loose water plant hundreds of miles away. -Li Bai's "Seeing Friends Off"
7. Give me an original poem about the parting of friends in the past. Today, I think it's raining and snowing-Xiaoya Cai Wei, the translation of The Book of Songs: I recall that when I went to war, Yangliuyiyi blew with the wind; Now on the way back, the snow is flying all over the sky. For the sake of Liu Yiyi, he can endure rain and snow.
Huma follows the north wind and crosses the south branch of the Bird's Nest —— Translation of Nineteen Ancient Poems by Han: Huma comes from the north, so the north wind is attached; The Vietnamese bird comes from the south, so its nest stays in the south branch.
Tonight, when the moon is full, I don't know whose house I will fall into —— A brief translation of "Looking at the Moon at Fifteen Nights to Send it to Du Langzhong": The poet's feelings for the moon are not directly lyrical, but expressed in a euphemistic questioning tone, "I clearly miss the moon, but I don't know whose side it falls on".
If you don't stop cutting, the reason is still chaotic, which means leaving sadness. Especially the general taste is in your heart-Li Yu's translation of Seeing Huan: the lingering loneliness, all kinds of helplessness and sadness in my heart. "Know your taste in your heart": "Don't know your taste" means leaving your sorrow, that is, "leaving your sorrow in your heart"
Advise you to drink one more glass of wine, and there is no reason for the west to go out of Yangguan —— Wei's translation of Weicheng Qu: Drink this glass of wine again, and you will never see your old friend again after going out of Yangguan.
Only the mirror lake in front of the door, the spring breeze does not change the old waves-Tang He and Zhang Zhi's translation of Two Hometown Couplets: Only the water in front of the mirror lake, no matter how the spring breeze blows, still ripples slightly. The author uses unchanging water to reflect that everything in the world has changed greatly, and things have changed.
Being in a foreign land, I miss my family more than ever during the festive season —— Wei's "Vacation on the Mountain Missing Shandong Brothers" translation: Wang Wei's "Vacation on the Mountain Missing Shandong Brothers" is in a foreign land and misses my family more than ever during the festive season. When I know where my brother climbs, I miss someone everywhere. Festival means Double Ninth Festival.
I once again sent my bosom friend, and the thick grass represented my deep affection. _ _ _ _ Bai Juyi's "Grass/Fuguyuan Grass Farewell" Translation: I once again sent away my intimate friends, and the dense grass represented my deep affection. It is a common means for the ancients to express their feelings through spring grass.
Jiang Chun refused to stay at home and sent horseshoes when the grass was green. _ _ _ _ Liu Changqing translated Runzhou Camp for Judge Li: Spring scenery on both sides of the Yangtze River can't keep your footsteps, and green grass is also sending you.
It's been too long since we broke up. It's the seventh Mid-Autumn Festival. _ _ _ _ Su Zhe's Mink Head Xuzhou Mid-Autumn Festival Translation: How long is it once? Seven Mid-Autumn Festival in seven years! Description: Degree-annual, annual reunion festival.
8. 1 What are the chilling poems that express "parting with lovers", and the rain is crisp?
Song Dynasty: Liu Yong
The cicadas in autumn are so sad and urgent, facing the pavilion, it is in the evening and a sudden rain has just stopped. Farewell outside Kyoto, but not in the mood to drink, reluctant to leave, the people on board have been urging to start. Holding hands and looking at each other, tears swirled in my eyes until there were no words at last, and a thousand words stuck in my throat and I couldn't say it. Thinking of returning to the south this time, this journey is another road. Thousands of miles away, it is misty, and the night sky is a vast night fog.
Since ancient times, the most sad thing for sentimental people is to leave, not to mention the bleak autumn, how can they stand the sadness. 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?
Qiu Chan's cry was sad and urgent. In the evening, facing the pavilion, the shower just stopped. I hosted a farewell dinner in the suburbs of Kyoto, but I was not in the mood to drink. When I was reluctant to go, the people on board were already urging me to start.
Hold each other's hands, look at each other with tears, and choke. It's a long road in Xiu Yuan, with a thousand miles of smoke and waves, and the mist in the evening hangs over the southern sky, deep and vast, with no end.
Since ancient times, sentimental people have always been sad for parting, not to mention in this cold and desolate autumn! 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.
I've been away for a long time, and it's estimated that even if I meet good weather and scenery, it's just like nothing. Even if there is full affection, who will tell?
2. Yu Lou Chun Zun intended to say the return date.
Song Dynasty: Ouyang Xiu
I'm going to talk about the date of return before I respect you. I want to talk about 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 farewell, I want to set a return date. I want to have a cup of love. 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. People's sentimentality is innate, and this complex has nothing to do with love affairs.
Before the farewell dinner, don't fill in new words according to the old songs. Qingqu is already very depressed. Be sure to see all the peonies in Luoyang, because the spring breeze we had will soon disappear.
3. Eight or six children leaned against the dangerous gazebo.
Song dynasty: Qin Guan
Lean on the dangerous pavilion. I feel sad when I think of riding outside the willow tree and the difference between water and tea and beauty. After bidding farewell to Liu Waiqing, I was stunned when the water became red. Let me get stuck in it? Under the moon that year, we were drunk like scenes of dreams, and the gentle breeze blew you and me.
There is no choice, the joy of the past is accompanied by running water, the fragrance of the green scarf gradually disappears, and you can no longer hear your sweet music. Positive pin setting. My sad thoughts were deep, and suddenly the cry of an oriole came at me.
I am leaning on the dangerous pavilion alone, resenting like spring grass. I have just been cleaned up and have grown up unconsciously. I feel sad when I think of riding a horse outside the willow and leaving the beautiful woman in tea by the water.
Beauty, why did God give you such a beauty? Let me get stuck in it? When we were in jathyapple, we were drunk in a dream, and the gentle spring breeze blew you and me.
Really helpless. The joy of the past has gone with the running water, the fragrance on the green scarf has faded gradually, and your sweet piano sound can no longer be heard.
Now is the late spring season, patches of residual red dancing in the night, after a storm comes a calm with a little Mao Mao rain, foggy. I was heartbroken when suddenly there came the cry of an oriole.
4. Ancient parting
Southern and Northern Dynasties: Jiang Yan
The beloved will be far away from Yanmenguan, so we have no choice but to say goodbye.
The sky in the sky covers thousands of miles, the dust on the ground carries Huang Yun, and it's getting dark. When will the wanderer come back?
Farewell is like yesterday, and the eaves have been exposed.
Although the grass has withered, there is nothing to regret. I am worried about my distant lover and I wonder if he is warm.
Love is far away, we are years old.
I wish I could see my face again, or Carida like Joan's branches.
I hope I can have something like Tu Youyou and Shuiping, and I will always be faithful to the people I love.
The beloved is going to die, so we have to say goodbye helplessly. Huang Yun in the sky has covered thousands of miles, the dust on the ground is connected with Huang Yun, and the sky is getting dark. When will the wanderer come back?
It's been so long, but I still remember the scene of sending my beloved away, as if it happened yesterday, and now it's late autumn, and the dew in front of the eaves has condensed into a ball.
Although the grass has withered, there is nothing to regret. I'm worried about my distant lover, and I don't know if he is warm outside. My lover is far away, and we have been apart for many years.
I hope to see my face from time to time, or as clean as Qiongzhi. I hope I can have something to stick to, like toast and level, and my feelings with my lover will never change.
5. Mulan
Northern Song Dynasty: Yan Shu
Ultima Thule is still far from the end, only the mind is infinitely long, and there is no time.
Although the world is far away, there is still time to end, but my lovesickness is endless.