Approaching the end of the year, what is the most anticipated?
Maybe nine of the ten people you ask will tell you: Go home and reunite, and celebrate the New Year together.
When you ask again: What is the saddest thing?
You will hear these two words: separation.
In a lifetime, there will be many important people, parents, partners, children, friends, as if this life is repeating: the cycle of reunion, separation, reunion, and separation.
Someone once said: The thoughts of the world are only unforgettable; the things of the world are only separated from the intestines.
When faced with separation, what should be done properly?
These 7 parting poems left to us by the ancients tell the true meaning of them: to get together without saying the past, and to leave without asking about the return date.
"Don't Dong Da"
Gao shi
Thousands of miles of yellow clouds and daylight,
The north wind blows wild geese and snow.
Don't worry about the road ahead, don't know yourself,
No one in the world knows the king.
The sun was dusk, the snow was flying, the north wind was whistling, only to see the geese in the distance, and the cold clouds were haunted. The heavens know that we have a deep friendship and use the wind and snow to send farewell.
In the year of confusion, when he was down, he met Gu Zhi in his hometown, and after a short reunion, he went to the future. Although sad, they still bless each other.
Don't be too sad to say, separately just to be able to see each other better in the future.
"Wandering Son"
Don Mengjiao
The mother's hand is threaded, and the wanderer's body is clothed.
The seams are tightly sewn, and I am afraid that I will be late.
Whoever says anything will be rewarded with three Chunhui.
Think back to it, when you first entered the society, did you have a good goodbye to your parents?
After running around for a long time, is it more and more homesick, but more and more afraid to go home? I am afraid that I will do nothing, and I will not fulfill the responsibility of the Son of Man, so that my parents will be disappointed.
"The seams are tight, and I am afraid that I will be late." As for how much career you can achieve and how much money you can make, it is never in the scope of your parents' consideration.
Remember that whenever you return, your parents will wait for you at home; whenever you leave, they will watch you go away. Don't be a wanderer all the time, go back and have time.
"Yellow Crane Tower Sends Meng Haoran to the Guangling Tomb"
Li bai
The late Man Xi ci Yellow Crane Tower,
Fireworks descend on Yangzhou in March.
The lone sail is far away and the blue sky is gone,
See only the Yangtze River skyline.
At that time, Li Bai was about 28 years old, and Meng Haoran was about 40 years old, Li Bai made a special trip to Lumen Mountain to meet Meng Haoran, and the two had similar habits.
The willows are like smoke, and the blossoming spring march should not be a parting day, but old friends frequently wave at him and go away by boat.
The time to get together is always happy, although it is a little reluctant to leave, but I still want to wish you a smooth journey, only look forward to the next time I will be with you soon.
"Sending Yuan Er Envoy Anxi"
Wang wei
Weicheng towards the rain and light dust,
The guest house is green and willow-colored.
Advise the king to drink a glass of wine,
There is no reason for the West Out of Yang Pass.
Life is like flowing water, each east, west, north and south, friends will inevitably be separated, no amount of blessings can hide the sorrow of parting.
The drizzle wet people's hearts, and the willow leaves outside the pavilion are green. Drink another hot bar, drink into the intestines, do not bear the feelings.
There is no desolation and mourning, no low wandering, more of a majestic generosity. It turns out that parting can also be a very simple thing, drink the wine in the cup, do not cry parting, do not complain about parting.
"Sending Du Shaofu to Ren Shu Prefecture"
Wang Bo
The city que assists the three Qins, and the wind and smoke look at the five jin.
Parting ways with Jun, the same eunuch.
Confidant in the sea, the end of the world is like a neighbor.
Nothing is wrong, and the children are together.
Majestic Chang'an, majestic in the land of the Three Qins; humble Sichuan, but in the distance. How similar are the fates of you and me, we are all floating in the sea of officials, running for the sake of our careers.
The parting day is getting closer and closer, as long as there are close friends, the four seas do not feel far away, even at the end of the world, it still feels like a neighbor.
Although parting is not willing, but do not wet your clothes with tears like amorous men and women.
"Furong Lou Sends Xin Gradually"
Wang Changling
Cold rain and river night into Wu, Pingming sent guests to Chushan Lonely.
Luoyang relatives and friends asked each other, a piece of ice heart in the jade pot.
No one likes to be alone, just as no one doesn't like to be with family and friends when the festive season comes.
Wang Changling told his friend, "Friend, if my relatives and friends in Luoyang ask about me, I will say that I am still ice heart jade pot and stick to my faith!" ”
May we be able to leave ourselves "a piece of ice heart" on the days of reunion and parting, and we can also say: "Don't come unharmed." ”
"Night Rain Sends North"
Li Shangyin
Junwen returned to the autumn pond at night.
He Dang cut the candle in the west window together, but when it rained at night.
In the season of autumn rain, the poet wrote a letter to his wife far away:
When will you and I be able to go back, I don't know, ah, recently this bashan night rain has been falling, the pool is full of water. When I get back to you, we'll cut candle flowers and talk about tonight's bashan night rain.
The saddest thing in the world is that the people who love each other cannot be with them. Cherish the people around you, don't wait for the time to leave, only to remember a lot of words have not been said.
Yibei wrote in the "Ripe Year":
"All parting is a sad sentence, but people hope that the parting is not a full stop, but a dash, pointing to a warm tomorrow with a smile."
Just like that flower, no matter how beautiful it is, it will eventually wither; so will it be when you meet, and no matter how deep it is, it will be separated.
The only thing we can do is: the fate does not sigh the deep and shallow, and the fate is not afraid of zero falling into dust.
The most beautiful reunion does not speak of the past, the best parting does not ask about the return date.