Yuan Er and Wang Wei are inseparable old friends.

One day, Yuan Er came back from Chao Yanshang and went to Wang Wei's house to say goodbye to him. Yuan Er said: "Brother Wang, I am going to Anxi tomorrow. We are about to say goodbye. I am really reluctant to say goodbye." Ah." Wang Wei didn't know the seriousness, thinking that Yuan Er was joking with him, and said with a smile: "Brother, be smart, you are joking with me again, I'm not that stupid." Yuan Er said, "It's true. Yes, I am going to the Anxi Protectorate to convey the latest decree of the imperial court." "Oh! Really?" Wang Wei's tone was obviously reluctant. After hearing this, Yuan Er quickly said: "Oh, I don't want to go either, let's go with your old friend! But this is something I have to go. However, I will finish the work as soon as possible and come back soon."

The next day, Wang Wei arrived early at Weicheng, the only way to Xi'an.

That day, it began to drizzle in the sky, and the rain kept falling. The stone path was washed out by the rain and was extremely clear. The green willows on both sides of the road were shrouded in broken rain, making them green; In the mountain village below, there is a peach forest, and the newly blooming peach blossoms are enveloped in the misty rain in April, giving off a layer of moist red mist. The misty green and the red mist slowly soaked in like watercolor just dropped onto the paper. The rain gradually stopped, and the willow trees next to the hotel were washed green and sparkling. Blown by the breeze, it looks like clouds of smoke blowing in the wind from a distance. On this beautiful day, it was also the time for Wang Wei and Yuan Er to say goodbye.

Yuan Er finally appeared in Wang Wei's sight. Wang Wei hurriedly greeted him and took Yuan Er's hand to a hotel. He had already laid out the food and drinks and filled the glasses with wine. Wang Wei raised his glass and said respectfully. Respectfully said: "Come! Old friends, let's spend this last wonderful time!" "Well! Finish this drink!"

Later, they drank one glass after another. After several cups, they drank and chatted in different directions. Everyone deliberately did not touch the feeling of reluctance hidden in their hearts.

After a while, the groom shouted from downstairs: "Hurry up!" Yuan Er shouted downstairs: "I got it." With that, he turned around and prepared to leave. Suddenly, Wang Wei grabbed Yuan Er's shirt and said to him: "Please drink this last glass of wine. My blessing is hidden in this glass of wine." After saying that, Wang Wei picked up a full glass of wine and poured it into Yuan Er's mouth. Er took the glass and drank it in one gulp. After walking a few steps, he turned back to Wang Wei and said, "Goodbye, old friend." He looked at Wang Wei affectionately, then reluctantly went downstairs and took the car. The carriage drove away to the west.

Wang Wei stood by the hotel and reluctantly watched his friend leave. Wang Wei stood there, meditating, his heart full of sadness, and he couldn't help but chant this eternal song to bid farewell to his friends - "Farewell to the Second Envoy Anxi"

Weicheng is covered with light dust from the morning rain, and the guesthouses are green and willow-colored.

I advise you to drink another glass of wine. There will be no old friends when you leave Yangguan in the west.