Green mountains bar the northern sky;
White water girds the eastern town.
Here is the place to say goodbye;
You'll drift like lonely thistledown.
With floating cloud you'll float away;
Like parting day I'll part from you.
You wave your hand and go your way;
Our steeds still neigh，“Adieu， adieu!“
青山横北郭，白水绕东城。
此地一为别，孤蓬万里征。
浮云游子意，落日故人情。
挥手自兹去，萧萧班马鸣。
——《送友人》李白（许渊冲译）