Xindu Chang 'an Hotel

I got off the horse, poured you wine and asked where you were going and why.

You said you would go back to Zhongnanshan because you were not proud of your life.

Just left, I want to ask again, look at the white clouds floating.

Tang Wangwei in Weicheng District

Also known as "Send Yuan 21 Xi"

The rain in the early morning moistened the dust of the land, the inn of the inn, the branches and leaves of the inn, and a new leaf

Sincerely advise friends to drink a glass of wine, and it is difficult to meet their loved ones when they go out to Yang Guan in the west.

Letter to Commissioner Li of Zizhou Church

Towering mountains, towering trees, cuckoo singing in the depths of Qian Shan.

The spring rain in the mountains has not stopped all night, and the trees on the treetops are spring.

China women throw a piece of cloth, or farmers argue over taro fields.

I hope you will carry forward Wen Weng's achievements, make persistent efforts and forge ahead.

After the money failed, I returned to my hometown Tang.

There were no hermits in the era of political clarity, and the service talents were for the administration of the imperial court.

Even you, a mountain hermit, no longer imitate Boyi and Shu Qi Shu Qi to pluck hair.

It's fate that you can't get into the Golden Horse Gate. Who says I'm wrong?

You passed by JAC during the Cold Food Festival last year and stayed in Beijing.

We also bid farewell to the wine on the outskirts of Chang' an, and our bosom friends will be separated from me now.

You are going to sail south, and you can detain your Chai Men in a few days.

The trees in the distant mountains cover your shadow, and the sunset is beautiful and colorful.

When you were not hired, it was purely accidental. Don't think that this friend is rare!

Send a friend to Tang Libai

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.

Meng Haoran's farewell to Yangzhou Tang Libai

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.

Sailing alone in the blue sky, I can see the Yangtze River flowing in the sky.

Farewell to my friend Tang Libai at Jingmen Ferry

Sail from Jingmen Ferry, and soon you will be with southerners.

At the end of the mountain range and the beginning of the plain, the river winds through the wilderness.

The moon rises like a mirror, and the sea clouds twinkle like palaces.

The water brings you the feeling of home and makes your boat travel 300 miles.

Be appointed Tang

Across the wall of Sanqin, across a layer of fog, across a river.

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.

Farewell to Wei Wan and Tang Liqi

Singing a farewell song for the wanderer, the river was frosted for the first time last night.

People who are most worried are afraid to hear the swan song, and lonely travelers are in the silence of mountains and clouds.

The dawn in Guancheng urged the cold, and the garden at dusk accelerated the pace of washing.

This is Chang 'an Entertainment Center, where the years are wasted? .

Farewell to my friend Chen Tangliqian.

In the fourth month, the south wind blew the yellow barley plain, the jujube flowers had not withered, and the leaves of Laka had grown.

The green peaks we left at dawn can still be seen at night. Go out and miss your hometown.

Chen, my friend, you have always been a great good man with your dragon beard, tiger eyebrows and your big forehead.

You hide thousands of books in your arms. You hold your head high and never bow your head.

East Gate sells wine and drinks my Cao, as light as a feather.

You lie flat, drunk and forget the white sun, but you open your eyes from time to time and stare at the high lonely clouds.

The tide of the lonely river joined the dark sky and the ferryman boarded his boat. It's getting late and we can't sail.

People from Zheng can't go home, and people from Luoyang sigh with disappointment.

I heard about many friends around your woodland residence, and you were fired yesterday. Are they your friends today? .

Break up with Xin Changling at Furong Inn

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!

Don't move, Datang Cen Can

Like a bird, she still flapped her wings and felt sorry for herself, leaving Beijing for more than ten years.

A gentleman is poor, who wants to meet today without paying for drinks?

Tang Lulun sent Li Duan.

In front of my old door, in the yellow grass, we are still wandering, and our hearts are full of sadness.

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.

Hide your face and cry, where does the dust go?

Farewell to Wu Ying, Tang Wei, Lizhou in the evening rain.

The Chu River is shrouded in thin rain, and the companion city rings in the dusk.

The rain is heavy, the sky is not right, and the birds fly slowly.

The Yangtze River flows into the distance of the Yangtze River, and the trees are full of rain.

Farewell to my old friend, I love infinity, and tears fall down on the river.

Send someone to travel to the East, to Ting Yun, Tang Wen.

Yellow leaves, you insist on giving 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.

When can we meet again and have a hangover?

Xiao Jingci Temple sent Lin Zifang and Song.

It is the scenery of the West Lake in June, which is really different from other seasons.

Lotus leaves will not turn green the next day, and lotus flowers are particularly bright red in the sun.

Yu Linling Song 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.

All the accounts are in no mood, and the blue boat is ruined where I miss them.

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.

I miss thousands of miles of smoke and waves and sink into the sky at dusk.

Since ancient times, feelings of sadness and parting are even more worthy of being left out in the cold.

Where did you wake up tonight? Yang Liuan, the evening breeze and 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.

Customs are strange, who to talk to.

Break the team and give strong words to Chen Tongfu to send Song Xin Qiqi.

Drunk in the dream of watching the sword under the oil lamp, dreaming back to the old days of the military camp, a horn sounded.

Eight hundred miles to divide the main fire, fifty strings to cross the Great Wall, and autumn soldiers on the battlefield.

Horses run like Ma Delu, bows and arrows fly like thunder.

It's a pity that the king won fame both before and after his death.