Poems about reluctant farewell

1. Verses describing reluctance to leave when parting

1. The ape cries and the guests disperse at the river head at dusk, and the people feel sad and the water flows by itself. ——Tang Dynasty·Liu Changqing's "Resent Pei Langzhong to Jizhou"

Translation: At dusk, the ape's voice was mournful, and the visitors by the riverside had already dispersed. The river is rolling and vast, and I feel even more sad and desolate when I am alone.

2. The cold rain came into Wu at night, and I saw off my guests in Chu Shangu in the morning. ——Tang Dynasty·Wang Changling's "Farewell to Xin Jian at the Furong Tower"

Translation: The misty mist and rain spread all over the Wu River and the sky all night long; I send you off early in the morning, and I am alone with Chushan and have endless sorrow!

3. The water in Peach Blossom Pond is a thousand feet deep, not as deep as Wang Lun’s gift to me. —— "A Gift to Wang Lun" by Li Bai of the Tang Dynasty

Translation: Look at the Peach Blossom Pond, even though it is a thousand feet deep, how can it be as good as Wang Lun's gift to me?

4. I wish you a bright future, and I wave my hands with tears in my hand. ——Tang Dynasty·Liu Changqing's "Farewell to the King on the Eleventh Journey to the South"

Translation: Looking at your boat sailing towards the vast clouds and water, I wave goodbye frequently and wet my scarf with tears.

5. The old friend bid farewell to the Yellow Crane Tower in the west, and the fireworks descended on Yangzhou in March. ——Tang Dynasty·Li Bai's "Yellow Crane Tower Farewell to Meng Haoran in Guangling"

Translation: My old friend waved to me frequently and said goodbye to the Yellow Crane Tower, in this spring of March when catkins are like smoke and flowers are blooming. Go on a long trip to Yangzhou.

6. I urge you to have another glass of wine and leave Yangguan in the west without any old friends. ——Tang Dynasty Wang Wei's "Weicheng Song/Send Yuan Er Envoy to Anxi"

Translation: I sincerely advise my friend to drink another glass of wine. It will be difficult to meet old relatives when you leave Yangguan to the west. 2. Poems about reluctant to leave when parting

Original publisher: Dumi Library 3. What are the poems that express "reluctant to leave"

1. "Butterfly Love Flower·Reading" "The pain of parting at the end of the world" - Qing Dynasty: Wang Guowei

After reading the pain of parting at the end of the world, the unruly return will look like scattered flowers. The flowers look at each other without saying a word, and the green window has nothing to do with the spring sky. (Ju Mo's first work: Ju Mu)

Waiting to tell the lovesickness lamp, there is a wisp of new love and thousands of old hatreds. The worst thing is that the world can't keep it, and the beautiful face is like the flower in the mirror and the tree.

Translation:

Travel all over the world and see all the human kindness. Unexpectedly, when I return to my hometown, my old friends have disappeared like flowers. I recall parting with her under the flowers, and I was speechless. I could only feel the sorrow of separation in my chest. Now only the green window and the blue sky are the same as before, but the scenery is no longer the same as before.

I want to express my lovesickness under this lonely lamp of fireflies. The new person is as good as jade, but who can the old person turn to? I should have known that the beautiful things in this world are not long-lasting, and they cannot stay forever. The bright mirror is empty, where can I see the jade face, just like flowers falling, leaving only empty branches and trunks, showing my loneliness.

2. "Recalling Qin E·Suffering from Farewell" - Song Dynasty: He Menggui

Hurt from Farewell. The wild goose in the south of the Yangtze River breaks the sound of the book. The audio book is perfect. Two lines of tears, thousands of knots in the intestines.

I will remember the Mid-Autumn Festival with sadness. This year is still like the year before. The year and month before. Who knows that tonight, the moon is full and people are missing.

Translation:

Sad for parting, the geese in the south of the Yangtze River cannot convey your news. The news was cut off, and I felt depressed and shed tears. I remember that during the Mid-Autumn Festival, the moon was the same as it is today. We were not separated at that time, but today, the moon is full and we are incomplete.

3. "Bodhisattva Man·Asking you why it is so easy to say goodbye" - Qing Dynasty: Nalan Xingde

Asking you why it is so important to say goodbye, how many full moons can we have in a year. The willow trees are like silk, the spring in my hometown is over.

Spring cannot return, two oars are separated by pines and flowers. The old things are gone by the cold wave, but the cuckoo's hatred is still lingering.

Translation:

Why do I say goodbye so easily? There are several full moons in a year. The willows in the north are just as long as silk, and the three springs in my homeland are already over.

I can't go back in spring, because my boat trip on the Songhua River is blocked by the river. The past is like a cold river tide, and the resentment of the cuckoo is still lingering.

4. "Ancient Farewell" - Tang Dynasty: Wei Zhuang

The clear smoke and willow trees in the desert are half full of love and wine.

Moreover, the jade whip is pointed out, and the heart-breaking spring scenery is in the south of the Yangtze River.

Translation:

The spring was bright and bright, with a faint layer of smoke floating in the clear sky. At the entrance of the avenue with draped willow branches, a farewell banquet was being held. With the helpless parting coming, I am filled with sorrow, and I cannot drink this wine smoothly.

Li Ren raised his luxurious riding whip and pointed to the far distance where he was going on his trip - Jiangnan. I thought of going to the south of the Yangtze River, where the grass grows long and the orioles fly, the peach trees are red and the willows are green, and the spring scenery is even more beautiful. It's just that there are few people to enjoy the beautiful scenery on good days. Therefore, the more beautiful the spring scenery in the south of the Yangtze River is, the more people will feel miserable and heartbroken.

5. "Ding Xifan·The Han Envoys Farewell in the Past" - Tang Dynasty: Wen Tingyun

The Han Envoys Farewell in the Past. Climb the weak willows, break the cold plums, and climb to the high platform.

Thousands of miles away, there is spring snow in Jade Pass, but no one comes when the geese come. The sound of the Qiang flute is so sad that the moon lingers.

Translation:

I sigh with sorrow, the feeling of parting with you, climbing on the sparse willow branches, broken plum branches, and the western balcony, it is difficult to leave you. .

The border crossing thousands of miles away is covered in spring snow. The geese that have gone away have already flown in, but you are nowhere to be seen.

In that long sigh of sorrow, only the shadow of the moon lingers on the northwest Gobi Desert. 4. Poems expressing reluctance to say goodbye

1. It is difficult to say farewell on the Qiujiang River, because the boat will be in Chang'an tomorrow.

2. An old friend bid farewell to the Yellow Crane Tower in the west, and fireworks descended on Yangzhou in March. 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.

3. I want to say goodbye to you, both are eunuchs. There are close friends in the sea, and there are neighbors in the world. If you do nothing, you will be on the wrong road, and your children will be stained with towels.

4. The bright moon is hidden behind the tall trees, and the long river has no dawn. Youyou Luoyang said, when will this meeting take place?

5. I heard the wanderers singing songs of departure in the morning, and I first crossed the river with a slight frost last night. The swan geese can't bear to listen to the sorrow. The situation of Yunshan is like that of a guest.

6. The cold rain came into Wu at night, and I saw off my guests in Chushangu in the morning. Relatives and friends in Luoyang ask each other like a heart filled with ice in a jade pot.

7. I urge you to have a glass of wine and leave Yangguan in the west without any old friends.

8. Still feeling pity for the water of my hometown, I send my boat sailing thousands of miles away.

9. If you are too drunk, you will have to say goodbye miserably. When you say goodbye, the vast river is soaked in the moon.

10. Please ask me about the flowing water in the east. Do you want to know who is good or bad?

11. Li Bai was about to set off in a boat when he suddenly heard singing on the shore. The water in Peach Blossom Pond is a thousand feet deep, and it is not as deep as Wang Lun's love for me.

12. A glass of wine with white jade and green poplars in March. The spring breeze has lingered for a few days, and the hair on the temples has become silky.

13. This place is different, and I have to conquer thousands of miles. The wandering clouds convey the love of an old friend.

14. I saw you off at the east gate of Luntai. When you left, the Tianshan Road was covered with snow. You can't be seen on the winding mountain road, leaving a place for horses to walk in the sky above the snow.

15. It’s dawn and I have a bright future, so I say goodbye to the old man alone.

16. The shadow of a solitary sail on the river as the sun sets, the green grass and thousands of miles of Hunan.

17. Since ancient times, passion has hurt parting, and even more embarrassingly, it left the Qingqiu Festival in the cold.

18. It rains on the sycamore leaves at midnight, and the sound of the leaves is parting.

19. Candles are willing to say goodbye and shed tears for others until dawn.

20. A sad farewell to Nanpu, the west wind blows in autumn. My heart breaks when I see it, I am so good that I don’t look back 5. Verses about reluctant to leave

You can’t be seen on the winding road in the mountains, and there is only a place for horses to walk in the sky above the snow.

The water in Peach Blossom Pond is a thousand feet deep, and it is not as deep as Wang Lun’s gift to me. The green willows are blowing on the ground, and the poplar flowers are flying in the sky.

When all the wicker branches are broken and the flowers fly away, I would like to ask passers-by whether they are returning home. There are close friends in the sea, and there are neighbors in the world.

Inaction is on the road, and the children are wet with towels. The green mountains are together with the clouds and rain, but the bright moon has never been the two villages.

The cold rain came all day and night into Wu, and I saw off my guest Chu Shangu in the morning. Relatives and friends in Luoyang ask each other like a heart filled with ice in a jade pot.

I advise you to have another glass of wine, and there will be no old friends when you leave Yangguan in the west. The old friend left the Yellow Crane Tower in the west, and the fireworks descended from Yangzhou in March.

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. This place is a different place, and I can conquer thousands of miles alone.

Don’t worry, there will be no friends in the future. No one in the world will know you. You can't be seen on the winding mountain road, leaving a place for horses to walk in the sky above the snow.

Farewell to Yan Shiyuan and Liu Changqing. The spring breeze leans on the wall of Helv City, and the water country is cold in spring and clear again. The drizzle makes the clothes wet and invisible, and the flowers falling to the ground are silent.

The shadow of a solitary sail on the river as the sun sets, the green grass and the love of Hunan thousands of miles away. If you meet an acquaintance and ask about it when you go, Qingpao has already misled the Confucian scholar.

It is sad to see Li Duan and Lu Lun in their old places. The road is out of the cold clouds, when people return to the dusk snow.

It is early for a young man to be a guest, but it is difficult to recognize you late. Covering the tears and facing each other in the sky, where will the wind and dust end? I send Dr. Yan from Guizhou, Han Yu, to Cang Cang Sen Ba Gui. His land is in southern Hunan.

The river is a green belt, and the mountains are like jade hairpins. Many households lose green feathers, and each family grows yellow sweetness by itself.

Far better than ascending to immortality, Fei Luan does not pretend to fly. Xie Ting bid farewell to Xu Hunlao and sang a song to explain the boat trip, red leaves, green mountains and rapids.

At dusk, people are far away from the drunkenness. The sky is full of wind and rain, and I go down to the west building. I sent him back east to Wenting to garrison the yellow leaves in Yunhuang, and left my hometown in great disarray.

High wind crossing Hanyang, the first day at Yingmen Mountain. There are a few people on the river, but I am alone at the end of the world.

Why should we meet again and drink wine to comfort our faces? Parting from Lu Guimeng's husband is not without tears, and they are not shed during parting.

The stick and the sword are against the wine, and the shame is the face of a wanderer. The viper stings his hand, and the strong man's wrist is freed.

My ambition is fame, so there is no need to sigh in farewell. It is already unclear to send the Japanese monk Jinglong back to Weizhuang Fusang, and his home is farther east in Fusang.

I will go with my teacher to see who will arrive, a boat with a bright moon and a sail with wind. Sauvignon Blanc Linbu Wu Shanqing, Yue Shanqing.

The green mountains on both sides of the Taiwan Strait see each other off and greet each other, but who knows the feelings of parting. The king is full of tears, and the concubine is full of tears. Luo and Dai have not yet formed a heart-to-heart knot, and the tide at the head of the river has subsided.

The bells in the rain are falling, the willows are hanging, and the cicadas are chilling. Facing the pavilion at night, the showers are beginning to stop. There is no trace of drinking in the capital tent. Fang is nostalgic, and the orchid boat urges him to leave.

Holding hands and looking into tearful eyes, they were speechless and swallowed. Thoughts go thousands of miles away, the sky is vast and the mist is heavy at dusk.

Passionate sentiments have hurt parting since ancient times, and they are even more unworthy of leaving the Qingqing Festival in the cold. Where to wake up tonight, the willow bank is full of dawn wind and waning moon.

The passage of time should be a time of good times and good times. Even if there are thousands of customs, who can tell them.

The above is taken from Baidu netizens, thank you.

6. What are the poems that describe "not wanting to leave"?

1. "The Rain and the Bells·The Chilling Cicadas are Sorrowful" by Liu Yong of the Song Dynasty:

The chilling cicadas are sad, it is late in the pavilion, and the showers have begun to stop. .

There is no trace of drinking in the Dumen tent. Where there is nostalgia, the orchid boat urges you to go.

Holding hands and looking into tearful eyes, I was speechless and choked.

Thousands of miles away, the mist spreads, the dusk falls and the sky widens.

Passionate sentiments have hurt parting since ancient times, and it is even more embarrassing to neglect the Qingqiu Festival!

Where did you wake up tonight? On the bank of willows, the dawn wind wanes and the moon falls.

The passage of time should be a time of good times and good times.

Even if there are thousands of styles, who can tell them?

Interpretation: The cicada's cry is sad and urgent. In the evening, facing the pavilion, the shower has just stopped. We set up a tent on the outskirts of Kyoto for a farewell party, but we were not in the mood to have a drink. When we were reluctant to leave, the people on the boat were already urging us to set off. Holding each other's hand and looking at each other with tears in their eyes, they were choked and speechless. Thinking of the long journey, thousands of miles of mist, the evening clouds and mist shrouded the southern sky, deep and vast, with no end in sight.

Since ancient times, passionate people have always been sad about parting, let alone in this deserted and desolate autumn! Who knows where I will be when I wake up tonight? I'm afraid it's just the willow bank, facing the shrill morning wind and the waning moon at dawn. It's been a long time since we've been together, and I expected that even if we encountered good weather and beautiful scenery, it would be nothing. Even if you are full of affection, who will you tell it to?

2. "Putian Le·Yong Shi" by Zhang Mingshan of the Yuan Dynasty:

Luoyang flowers, Liang Yuanyue, good flowers must be bought, and bright moons must be credited.

The flowers are leaning against the railings to watch them bloom, and the moon has been drinking wine for the reunion night.

The months are full of profits and losses, and the flowers are blooming and fading. I think of farewell as the most painful thing in life.

The flowers have faded and spring is approaching. The moon has faded and the Mid-Autumn Festival has arrived. When will people come back after they have gone?

Interpretation: When admiring flowers in Luoyang and admiring the moon in Liangyuan, you should spend money to buy good flowers, and you should also spend money to buy the bright moon. I leaned against the railing and watched the flowers in full bloom. I raised my wine and asked the bright moon why it was so reunited. The moon is full and missing, the flowers are blooming and withering, and I think that the most painful thing in life is separation. The flowers fade and bloom again in the third spring, and the moon wanes and becomes full again in the Mid-Autumn Festival. When can people come back after they have gone?

3. "Untitled·It's hard to say goodbye when we meet" by Li Shangyin of the Tang Dynasty:

It's hard to say goodbye when we meet. The east wind is powerless and the flowers are withered.

The spring silkworms will not run out until they die, and the wax torch will not dry until it turns to ashes.

When I look in the mirror at dawn, I am worried about the clouds on my temples. When I sing at night, I should feel the cold moonlight.

There is not much way to get to Pengshan, and the blue bird is diligent in visiting.

Definition: It is difficult to meet, and even harder to say goodbye, not to mention in this late spring season when the east wind is weak and the flowers are withered. A spring silkworm spins a cocoon and spins out all its silk only when it dies. A candle's tear-like wax drips dry only when it is burned to ashes.

When I dress up and look in the mirror in the morning, I am only worried that my cloudy temple hair will change color and my appearance will no longer look the same. If you spend a long night alone reciting poems and not falling asleep, you will definitely feel the cold moon encroaching on you. Penglai Mountain is not too far away from here, but there is no way to get there. I would like to ask an envoy like a blue bird to visit it for me diligently.

4. "Sending People" by Zhang Mi of the Tang Dynasty:

Farewell Meng Yiyi to Xie's house, the small corridor turns to the winding lantern.

Only the moon in the spring garden is sentimental, just like falling flowers for people who are leaving.

Interpretation: Don’t vaguely come to Xie’s house in your dream, wandering under the railing of the small corridor. Only the spring moon in the sky is the most affectionate, and it shines on the fallen flowers in the courtyard for Li Ren.

5. "Farewell" by Lu Guimeng in the Tang Dynasty:

A husband is not without tears, and he will not shed them during parting.

The stick and the sword are against the wine, and the shame is the face of a wanderer.

The viper stings his hand, and the strong man's wrist is freed.

My ambition is fame, so there is no need to sigh in farewell.

Interpretation: A real man doesn’t shed tears, but he just doesn’t want to shed tears when parting. Facing Li Jiu, he sang and waved his sword generously, looking like an ordinary wanderer with his face filled with sorrow about separation. Once a viper stings his wrist, the strong man will not hesitate to cut off his arm. Since you are determined to conquer the world and make great achievements, there is no need to sigh and complain when you say goodbye to the ordinary things at home. 7. Ancient poems describing parting

You can’t be seen on the winding mountain road, leaving a place for horses to walk in the sky above the snow.

The water in Peach Blossom Pond is a thousand feet deep, and it is not as deep as Wang Lun’s gift to me. The green willows are blowing on the ground, and the poplar flowers are flying in the sky.

When all the wicker branches are broken and the flowers fly away, I would like to ask passers-by whether they are returning home. There are close friends in the sea, and there are neighbors in the world.

Inaction is on the road, and the children are wet with towels. The green mountains are together with the clouds and rain, but the bright moon has never been the two villages.

The cold rain came all day and night into Wu, and I saw off my guest Chu Shangu in the morning. Relatives and friends in Luoyang ask each other like a heart filled with ice in a jade pot.

I advise you to have another glass of wine, and there will be no old friends when you leave Yangguan in the west. The old friend left the Yellow Crane Tower in the west, and the fireworks descended from Yangzhou in March.

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. This place is a different place, and I can conquer thousands of miles alone.

Don’t worry, there will be no friends in the future. No one in the world will know you. You can't be seen on the winding mountain road, leaving a place for horses to walk in the sky above the snow.

Farewell to Yan Shiyuan and Liu Changqing. The spring breeze leans on the wall of Helv City, and the water country is cold in spring and clear again. The drizzle makes the clothes wet and invisible, and the flowers falling to the ground are silent.

The shadow of a solitary sail on the river as the sun sets, the green grass and the love of Hunan thousands of miles away. If you meet an acquaintance and ask about it when you go, Qingpao has already misled the Confucian scholar.

It is sad to see Li Duan and Lu Lun in their old places. The road is out of the cold clouds, when people return to the dusk snow.

It is early for a young man to be a guest, but it is difficult to recognize you late. Covering the tears and facing each other in the sky, where will the wind and dust end? Send Dr. Yan of Guizhou, Han Yu, to Cang Cang Sen Ba Gui. His land is in southern Hunan.

The river is a green belt, and the mountains are like jade hairpins. Many households lose green feathers, and each family grows yellow sweetness by themselves.

Far better than ascending to immortality, Fei Luan does not pretend to fly. Xie Ting bid farewell to Xu Hunlao and sang a song to explain the boat trip, red leaves, green mountains and rapids.

At dusk, people are far away from the drunkenness. The sky is full of wind and rain, and I go down to the west building. I sent him back east to Wenting to garrison the yellow leaves in Yunhuang, and left my hometown in great disarray.

High winds are crossing Hanyang, and the first day is Yingmen Mountain. There are a few people on the river, but I am alone at the end of the world.

Why should we meet again and drink wine to comfort our faces? Parting from Lu Guimeng's husband is not without tears, and they are not shed during parting.

The stick and the sword are against the wine, and the shame is the face of a wanderer. The viper stings his hand, and the strong man's wrist is freed.

My ambition is fame, so there is no need to sigh in farewell. 8. Verses about reluctance

1. Desire needs to be broken, but it is more difficult to break. Breaking is more difficult than breaking. The pain caused by thousands of loves, how can you be willing to give up? The scars caused by thousands of emotions, How could you treat that mark as a wound?

2. Meeting and saying goodbye, returning to sail and leaving the shore are the end of past joy and the beginning of future happiness. 3. Although your parting smile was only a short moment, it left an eternity on the film of my heart.

I always hold it in the palm of my mind, the image is so real and clear! 4. When you come, my expectation is in the distance; when you leave, you are the expectation that haunts my dreams. 5. We said goodbye in a hurry and walked to our respective distant places. There were no words, no tears, only eternal thoughts and blessings, making deep cries in each other's hearts.

6. We say goodbye tightly with both hands, let the feeling pass by gently in our hands, and enjoy an unforgettable warmth... 7. I say goodbye to you with my heart, and hope that life will bring you happiness. Come to the green of countless hopes, leading you to the ideal world. 8. When you leave, I will give you a bouquet of flowers. That flower is my smile, and the green leaves are my evergreen yearning... 9. There will always be too much helplessness in life. I think that is good for you. But you thought it was just a cover-up; I said goodbye with tears, turned around, and realized that our love is too lonely, I can only bless you! 10. Life is a long road, you and I meet and part again.

The reunion is always short-lived, but the separation is long-lasting. I only hope that each other's hearts can be closely together. 11. If it is still possible for you to pursue my figure in a moment of leisure, I would like to sleep in the cocoon deep underground for another twenty years, and then break out of the cocoon and pupate in the warm sunshine of spring. As a butterfly, I dance gracefully for you by the green grass under the blue sky.

12. If I could, I would put everything in my heart into today's separation. But I can't! So, let us part in silence! This is the silence of a volcano, it is better than any farewell! 13. The world will feel perfect because of the sun and the moon, and species will be wonderful because of the chasing of the other half.

If you abandon one half, the other half will be lonely, meaningless, and lifeless. Even if you hurt each other, you still have to endure the pain. 14. Although in my eyes, you are gradually far away, but in my heart, you are not far away, because even if I close my eyes, I can still see you, I love you.

15. I didn’t know the feeling of parting was so desolate, and I didn’t know it was necessary to be so strong to say goodbye. Only separation, let time forget this tacit understanding.

16. We have to separate, say goodbye softly, with gratitude in my heart, thank you for giving me a deep friendship. 17. If you don’t look back, why not forget? Since there is no fate, why do you need to promise everything today? Like water, there is no trace, tomorrow or evening, you are no stranger.

18. Parting can weaken shallow feelings, but make deep feelings deeper, just as the wind can blow out the candlelight, but it will fan the fire more vigorously. 19. When we say goodbye, I hope you can remember me.

Don’t ask whether the ever-changing world will remain the same tomorrow. 20. The sorrow of separation is due to the joy of reunion. If the joy of reunion is doubled, then I would rather bear greater sorrow.

21. Farewell tomorrow morning, I hope that the clouds and the sun will accompany you to the far end of the world; the flowers and green grass will accompany you to spread out the distant future. 22. Breaking up silently is just like meeting each other silently.

May the warm breeze here bring you my affectionate blessings and prayers. 23. Everything missed is like missed time, which cannot be retrieved. If you just miss a little bit, you will miss too much, and you may miss it for a lifetime, leaving you with lifelong regrets. Sometimes we can easily have it, but let it go Sneaked away quietly.

24. When you step on the platform and walk alone from now on, you know that I am so worried. Even though there are thousands of words in my heart, I can only stare at you deeply; I am so sad but refuse to Say it. 25. When we parted, there were no lingering tears in our eyes, and we were speechless facing each other.

Watch the setting sun shine through the top of Wenfeng Tower and cast its afterglow on the bank of Xiqing River. 26. The wind has made ripples, but it cannot be smoothed out. The sorrow that comes because of your departure.

27. Mountains and oceans separate us, but I can only reunite with you in memories and meet you in dreams. 28. It’s the arms that say goodbye, but the closer one is the heart.

29. The tears of separation add new waves to the long river of memory; the blessings of separation are the prelude to reunion again. 30. Don’t force yourself, tomorrow will be nothing special! I just want you to be with me completely before you have time before I leave.

31. Don’t say treasure, don’t say goodbye, just leave silently. Hopefully, in the golden autumn, abundant fruits will hang from the tree of friendship.

32. Wave goodbye and set sail. What I can’t say goodbye to is the cable of friendship you threw out, which is invisibly firmly tied to my heart. 33. We are about to say goodbye, and there are too many things to say. Thousands of words turn into one sentence.

34. You leave the image of the flower, you leave the fragrance of the flower, and you leave the hope that we can water together. Thinking of you, my years will always be bright and fragrant.

9. Looking for a poem that describes the reluctance to leave when parting

Xi Murong

Qilixiang

The stream is rushing to flow to the ocean

The tide is eager to return to the land

In front of the fence of green trees and white flowers

I once waved goodbye so easily

But after twenty years of vicissitudes

Our souls return every night

When the breeze blows

they turn into a garden full of tulips

Choice

If I came to this world once

Just to meet you once

Just for that moment in billions of light years

All the sweetness and joy in that moment Sad

Then let everything that should happen

appear in an instant

I bow my head and thank all the planets for their help

Let me Meeting you

Farewell to you

Completing a poem written by God

Then growing old slowly

Farewell

Not all dreams have time to come true

Not all words have time to tell you

Guilt and regret

Always feel deeply Planted in the heart after parting

Even though they say everything in the world

will eventually come to nothing

I did not intend to miss it

But I have always been doing this

Missing the flower-filled yesterday

Missing the present again

I still have to repeat the same parting today

We will be strangers for the rest of our lives

A thousand miles away

In the dusk

I bow my head deeply to you

Please do it for me I cherish it

Even though they say everything in the world

In the end it will all come to nothing

Ferry

Let me say goodbye

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Gently take out my hand again

Knowing that longing will take root from now on

Floating clouds, white sun, mountains and rivers are solemn and gentle

Let me say goodbye

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Gently pull out my hand again

The Chinese years have come to a standstill

Hot tears gathered into a river in my heart

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I can’t find a flower to send to each other by the ferry

Just pin my blessings on my lapel

And tomorrow

Tomorrow Across the World Again

"Farewell"

Not all dreams have time to come true

Not all words have time to tell

Guilt and hatred always It is deeply implanted in the heart after parting

Even though they say

Everything in the world will eventually come to nothing

I did not intend to miss it

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I miss the flowery yesterday and have to repeat it

I miss the present

I still have to repeat the same parting today< /p>

We will be strangers for the rest of our lives, traveling thousands of miles apart

I bow my head deeply to you in the dusk

Cherish it for me even though they say it

All the things in the world In the end it will all come to nothing

Helpless sadness

Thousands of years of love

Why can never be cut off in two

Only around that The scars linger

Longing for a beautiful dream of youth

The time when you and I met

The sea of ??love is floating

Ancient love

Why do you always want to be warm in spring and cold in winter

Just to add color to those years

Reminiscing about the dilemma of love in the annual cycle

The sadness of separation of love

The road to love is long and long

Fascinating love

Uncontrollable pursuit

Too much distance to worry about

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A lonely man drinking alone

The long smile up to the sky has ended

The tears in the sea are there Who knows

Traveling alone in the world

Sending off

Du Fu

With armor all over the world, Hu Weijun travels far!

My relatives and friends all cried, and I went to the isolated city on horseback.

The vegetation is getting older, and the river is clear with frost and snow.

We parted yesterday because of an ancient friendship.