1. Farewell - Li Shutong
Outside the long pavilion, by the ancient road, the grass is green. The evening breeze blows the willow flute, and the sunset is outside the mountain.
The end of the sky, the corner of the earth, the acquaintance is half scattered. A pot of turbid wine is full of joy, don't dream cold tonight.
Outside the pavilion, next to the ancient road, the grass is lush and green, as if connected to the sky. The evening breeze gently blows the green willow branches, and the intermittent sound of the flute is heard in the distance, which seems to tell the sorrow of parting. The setting sun shines on the mountains, and there are mountains beyond them, layer upon layer, stretching endlessly.
At this end of the world, most of the former confidants and friends have gone their separate ways. Holding a pot of turbid wine in his hand, he wanted to enjoy this last happy time, but he couldn't hide the sadness in his heart. Tonight, in the dream after parting, will you feel extra cold and lonely?
This poem uses concise and affectionate language to paint a picture of parting, full of endless sorrow and reluctance. The long pavilion, the ancient road, the fragrant grass, the evening breeze, the sound of the flute, and the sunset, these images are intertwined to form a beautiful and bleak landscape painting, which makes people feel the helplessness and sadness of parting.
2, Nanxiangzi - Song, Su Shi
Dongwu looks at Yuhang, and the sea of clouds is slim. He became famous, returned to his hometown, and accompanied his husband 30,000 times with drunken laughter.
There is no need to complain about leaving, drinking has never had a bowel. Tonight, the lights are cold, the river pond, and the fallen sheep is surnamed Yang.
Dongwu and Yuhang, separated by a vast sea of clouds, seem to be as far away as the ends of the world. The poet looks into the distance, full of longing and expectation for the future, looking forward to the day when he will be able to become famous and return to his hometown. At that time, he will gather with his family and friends, drink 30,000 times, laugh and have a happy time.
There is no need to use wine to tell the sorrow of parting, because there are different feelings in the painful drinking. Tonight, the farewell lights are particularly deserted, and by the river, the poet silently stares into the distance, and an indescribable emotion wells up in his heart. Tears slipped down, like a weeping sheep, but his surname was Yang.
Throughout the poem, the poet depicts a beautiful vision for the future and endless feelings for parting with affectionate brushstrokes. Through the images of the sea of clouds, lights, rivers and ponds, a poignant and picturesque atmosphere is created, which makes people feel as if they are in the scene and feel the joys, sorrows and sorrows of the poet.
3, Huaishang said goodbye to friends - Tang and Zheng Gu
Yang Liuchun at the head of the Yangtze River, Yang Huachou killed the people who crossed the river. A few bagpipes leave the pavilion late, Jun to Xiaoxiang and I to Qin.
On the banks of the Yangtze River, spring is full of joy, and the willows are still around, dancing lightly. The willows by the river seem to be the messengers of spring, embracing the river breeze with tender green branches and leaves. However, the flying poplar flowers are a little sad, they are like the hearts of people crossing the river, drifting away with the wind, unable to stay.
At the time of parting, a few bagpipes sounded outside the pavilion, which was the signal of the voyage and the bell of parting. You and I are about to part ways, and you are running to Xiaoxiang and me, chasing their dreams in the future.
At this moment, the river wind is howling, and the sorrow of parting comes to my heart. We looked at each other speechlessly, only deep attachment and reluctance met in our eyes. However, the pace of parting will not stop, we can only bury this deep affection in the bottom of our hearts and embark on our own journeys.
Throughout the poem, the poet takes the spring scenery on the banks of the Yangtze River as the background, and uses images such as willows, poplars, and bagpipes to create a poignant and picturesque parting atmosphere, which makes people feel as if they are in the scene, and feel the poet's sorrow and expectations for the future.
4, Baiyun Ballad - Pre-Qin, Anonymous
The white clouds are in the sky, and the hills are out of their own. The road is far away, and the mountains and rivers are among them. The general is not dead, and he can still come.
The white clouds float in the sky, as if they are messengers of the sky, conveying some kind of unspeakable message. The hills are undulating, and they are naturally presented in front of you, like the backbone of the earth, quietly carrying the vicissitudes of time.
The road is long and winding, as if there is no end. Mountains and rivers are intertwined, all the way together, they have witnessed too many partings and reunions, silently telling the joys and sorrows of the world.
"The general is not dead, but he can come." This is a deep expectation for you, and it is also a reluctance to you. No matter how far the road is, how difficult the mountains and rivers are, as long as you are safe and sound, you can meet again.
Throughout the poem, the poet uses natural elements such as white clouds, hills, roads, and mountains to create a deep and distant artistic conception. This artistic conception makes people feel the fragility and tenacity of life, and at the same time, it also makes people look forward to reunion. Every word in the poem seems to carry an emotional temperature, which makes people immersed and intoxicated.
5, Weicheng Song - Tang, Wang Wei
Weicheng is light and dusty towards the rain, and the guest house is green and willow-colored. Persuade you to have a glass of wine, and there is no reason to go out of Yangguan in the west.
In the early morning in Weicheng, the drizzle was like silk, gently washing away the dust in the air, making everything look extraordinarily fresh. The inn looks more and more verdant in the morning light after the rain, and the willow trees outside the door also draw out tender green shoots, as if telling the arrival of spring.
At this moment of parting, the poet raised his glass and affectionately comforted his friends who were about to go away, and drank another glass of bar, because once you leave and go west out of Yangguan, it will be difficult to meet the old people you know well.
The poem reveals a strong sense of parting, but it is also full of expectations for the future and cherishing friendship. Through the depiction of "Weicheng Morning Rain" and "Green Willow Color", the poet skillfully sketches a fresh and slightly sad parting picture, which makes people feel as if they are in it, feeling the tenderness of the drizzle caressing their cheeks, as well as the indescribable reluctance and blessing in their hearts.
6. Ancient parting - Tang, Wei Zhuang
The clear smoke is desert and the willows are sluggish, not that half drunk from the love wine. Even more pointed to the jade whip cloud, and the spring color of broken intestines was in the south of the Yangtze River.
The sky is clear, the light smoke is filled, and the willows are gently swaying with the wind, like a delicate paintbrush outlining a peaceful spring picture in the air. In this picturesque landscape, the sorrow of parting quietly grows. When I was half drunk, the reluctant emotion came to my heart like wine, and people couldn't help but feel a lot of emotion.
The poet held a jade whip and pointed out of the clouds, as if to point to the distant Jiangnan. However, it is not only the direction of Jiangnan, but also the endless sadness of parting and the expectation for the future in my heart. The spring color in the south of the Yangtze River is so beautiful that it is intoxicating, but it is also very heartbroken because of parting.
Throughout the poem, the poet skillfully interweaves the beauty of spring with the sorrow of parting, creating a poignant and moving atmosphere. Through delicate depictions such as "Clear Smoke and Desert" and "Willow Desert", people feel as if they are in the south of the Yangtze River in spring, and feel the heartbroken sorrow and endless expectation.
7, Xie Ting's farewell - Tang, Xu Hun
Lao Ge is a song to explain the boat, and the red leaves and green mountains and water are rapid. The sunset wine is far away, and the wind and rain go down to the west building.
The song sounded, the song ended, the cable was untied, and the journey was imminent. In the autumn breeze, the red leaves are like fire, dotted among the green mountains and green waters, drifting with the rapids, like a flowing picture. At dusk, the wine gradually woke up, and the people in the distance had gone, leaving only the empty dock and full of sorrow. The sky was full of dark clouds, the wind was sudden, and a heavy rain poured down, drenching every corner of the West Building.
This poem depicts the poignancy and sorrow of parting with vivid images and affectionate brushstrokes. Red leaves, green mountains, and rapids constitute a magnificent autumn river scene, and the description of waking up at dusk and people has gone away makes people feel the helplessness and melancholy of parting. The scene of the west building under the wind and rain pushed the poet's mood to a climax, making people feel as if they were in the scene and felt the unforgettable lovesickness and endless sorrow.
8, Yulin Ling - Song, Liu Yong
The cold cicada is poignant, the long pavilion is late, and the showers are at the beginning of the break. The capital tent has no clue, nostalgia, and Lan Zhou urges. Holding hands and looking at each other's teary eyes, they were speechless and choked. Thinking of going, thousands of miles of smoke waves, twilight is heavy and the sky is wide.
Affectionate parting since ancient times, even more Nakan, snubbing the Qingqiu Festival! Where do you wake up tonight? The willow bank, the wind and the waning moon. This past year should be a good day and a good time. Even though there are thousands of styles, who can you talk to?
The cicadas cried desolate in the trees, facing the evening pavilion, where the showers had just stopped. On the outskirts of the capital, we set up tents and rows, but we had no intention of drinking and cherishing each other, but the boatman kept urging us to set off. We clasped hands tightly, tears filled our eyes, but we choked up and couldn't say a word. Thinking of this, the journey is thousands of miles, the smoke and waves are vast, and the evening clouds are shrouded in the wide Chutian, and my heart is as heavy as this heavy twilight.
Since ancient times, amorous people have always been sad about parting, let alone in this cold and bleak autumn! Where will I be tonight, when I wake up? Maybe it was stopped on the shore of the willows, facing the terrible breeze and the waning moon that was about to rise. This time, year after year, I expected that even if I encountered good weather and good scenery, it would be like a hypocrisy, because there was no one to enjoy it with me. Even if you have a full stomach of affection, who can you share it with?
The poem depicts the scenes and emotions of parting with vivid images and affectionate brushstrokes. Through the depiction of images such as chilling cicadas, long pavilions, and showers, a bleak atmosphere is created. At the same time, through the description of details such as holding hands and looking at each other, speechless and choking, it vividly expresses the inseparability of parting. The whole poem is sincere and far-reaching, making people feel the sadness and helplessness of parting.
9, butterfly love flowers - Song, Yan Shu
The threshold chrysanthemum is sorrowful, the smoke and orchid are crying, the curtain is light and cold, and the swallows are flying away. Mingyue does not know how to leave hatred and bitterness, and the oblique light penetrates Zhu Hu.
Last night, the west wind withered the green trees, and I went up to the tall building alone, looking at the end of the world. If you want to send color notes and rulers, where do you know where the mountains and rivers are?
The fallen flowers were shrouded in smoke, as if with melancholy, and the dew on the orchids was like teardrops. The light curtain was chilly, and the swallows flew south together. Bright moon, you don't understand the pain of parting, your oblique light is still passing through the vermilion portal until dawn.
Last night, the westerly wind blew the trees away. I climbed the tall building alone, and looked into the distance, as if I could see through the road to the end of the world. If you want to send beautiful letterheads, and there are affectionate rulers, but the mountains and rivers are far away, how do you know where to send them?
The poem incorporates the gloom of late autumn and the sorrow of parting, and constructs a poignant autumn parting picture through images such as "threshold chrysanthemum", "orchid crying dew", and "Luo curtain light cold". And "going up to the tall building alone, looking at the end of the world" expresses the protagonist's deep longing and helplessness for people from afar. The whole poem is sincere and far-reaching, making people feel as if they are in the late autumn and feel the unforgettable sorrow.
10, He Bridegroom Bemaojia's twelve younger brothers - Song and Xin Qiji
The green trees listen to the pelicans. More Nakan, the partridge stopped, and the cuckoo cut. There is nowhere to go back to spring, and the bitter hatred of Fangfei is stopped. It is not yet reached, and the world is parted. Immediately, the pipa is closed and blackened, and the door is longer, and the green is resigned. Look at Yanyan and send it back to the concubine.
The general was in a hundred battles and his reputation was shattered. To the river beam, turn back thousands of miles, the old man is extinct. The wind is cold in the west, and the seats are full of clothes like snow. is a strong man, and the sad song is not thorough. The bird still knows that it is like a hate, and it is expected that it will cry tears and blood. Who is with me, drunk with the bright moon.
Under the shade of the green trees, the cuckoo cries like a heart-breaking song. The partridge had stopped, but the cuckoo was crying even more sadly, as if to pour out all the sorrow of the departure of spring and the bitterness of the passing of the fragrance. This situation is not as good as the pain of life and death in the world.
In my imagination, the figure of the pipa playing right away loomed in the darkness of the gate, and it seemed to see outside the Nagato Palace, the emerald green chariot bid farewell to the splendid palace, and the swallows flew together, accompanied by the concubines who were sent back.
The general was battle-hardened, but in the end he ended up in disgrace. He stopped on the bridge by the river and looked back, and after a journey of thousands of miles, the connection with the old man had been severed. Easy to the water's edge, the west wind is bleak, and the seat is full of clothes like snow. The sorrow of the strong man has not yet been sung, and the bird seems to know so many hatreds, and if it is not for the long flow of tears, it is crying blood.
Who can get drunk with me in this desolation, and gaze at the bright moonlight with me?