1. Poems describing persimmon
1. Coming alone when the persimmon leaves are red
Tang Dynasty
Bai Juyi
"When I came to Ci'en Temple, I felt that Piao Zhichu had passed away, and he was sick in Jingfang. 》
2. Persimmon Leaves Turn Red and Frost Scenes in Autumn
Tang Dynasty
Li Yi
"Yihonglouyuan searched for Guangxuan but failed to stay." Title"
3. Persimmon red and grape grape purple
Tang Dynasty
Han Yu
"Yan Henan Prefecture Scholars Got to Learn Chinese Characters"
4. Persimmon leaves are red in the depression of Hakka Province
Tang Dynasty
Pi Rixiu
"Morning Scene of Hakka Province in Kaiyuan Temple"
5. Persimmon Fan and Ye Hong
Tang
Zheng Gu
"Visiting the Forest Villa in the South of Guihou City"
6 , Persimmon Leaves Add Red Scenery
Tang Dynasty
Wei Zhuang
"Twenty Rhymes, a poem written with Xue Ancestors in early autumn to express feelings about the matter"
7. Wild persimmon red in the frost
Song Dynasty
Lu You
"Guiyunmen"
8. The first purple grape Persimmon leaves turn red
Song Dynasty
Lu You
"Little Pavilion on the Lake"
9. Persimmon leaves are red on September 19
Song Dynasty
Lu You
"Xue Shu"
10. Persimmon leaves cover the garden with red leaves in autumn
Song Dynasty
p>Huang Tingjian
"Sleeping Up"
11. Birds withered and red persimmons once divided
Song Dynasty
Wang Anshi
"Two Poems about Showing Baojue"
12. A forest of red persimmon leaves before frost
Ming Dynasty
Tang Yin
"Golden Smog at Dusk"
13. Autumn Sun as Red as Persimmon
Song Dynasty
White Jade Toad
"Nantai Boat" "Middle Couplet"
14. Persimmon leaves turn red and maple leaves turn yellow
Song Dynasty
White Jade Chan
"Pipa Play"
15. Persimmon Leaves Turn Yellow and Maple Leaves Red
Song Dynasty
White Jade Toad
"Two Poems of Three-Quad Boat Trip"
16. When the frost trees are red and the persimmons are tasting
Song Dynasty
Dai Biaoyuan
"Four Poems on a Late Autumn Tour to Zhongxi"
17 , Persimmon leaves with cool petals and red leaves
Song Dynasty
Dong Sigao
"Mountain Danhua"
18. Persimmon leaves are red
Song Dynasty
Hong Zikui
"Xiyan"
19. The autumn sun is as red as a persimmon
Song Dynasty
Huang Chunbo
"Nantai Zhouzhong Couplet"
20. The leaves have been shed and the persimmon is red
Song Dynasty
Juan Gangzhong
"Miscellaneous Poems in the Dao Zhong Zhi Mian Bao Wen and I will send them to Uncle Haiye" 2. Many proverbs are used in "Eating Persimmons at the Frost's Descent". What are the functions of common sayings?
In some places in my country, persimmons are eaten during the frost season. Persimmons are generally fully mature around the time of frost. This is also the reason why the persimmons at this time have thin skin, fresh meat, delicious flavor and high sweetness. Frost is the time when persimmons are on the market in large quantities. They are cheap and good-quality, so naturally many people like to buy them and eat them. The nutritional value and medicinal value of persimmons are very high. Eating some persimmons in moderation at this time is good for health. There is also a saying in southern Fujian that "if you eat persimmons during the frost, your nose will not run".
As the saying goes, "Eating persimmons during the frost will prevent a runny nose." Why does old Nanjing eat persimmons on this day? Because the best ripening period of persimmons is before and after frost, there are proverbs to prove it: "Pick persimmons at frost, pick soft dates at the beginning of winter", "If you don't pick persimmons at frost, hard persimmons will become soft". During the frost season, persimmons are large, thin-skinned, and have sweet juice. They are at their peak. The ancients lived in an era when the variety of food was far less diverse than ours. Since they had eaten pears all autumn, they were certainly happy to eat persimmons for a change.
During the Frost Festival, it is customary to eat persimmons to moisten autumn dryness.
Persimmons, like pears, enter the lung meridian and have the effects of moistening the lungs and promoting fluid production, clearing away heat and stopping bleeding, and relieving alcohol and reducing phlegm. According to health experts, everything dies in autumn, which is the time when the lungs are easily invaded. At the same time, autumn dryness also makes people get angry, have acne, and lose their temper. At this time, clearing dryness and moisturizing the gastrointestinal tract has become a dietary therapy Health preservation is a top priority, so pears and persimmons naturally become the first choices.
In addition to adapting to the autumn climate, persimmons also contain a large amount of vitamins and sugars. One persimmon can meet half of a person's daily vitamin C requirement.
In addition, persimmons have a very powerful effect in preventing cardiovascular sclerosis, and their effect is much greater than that of the apple known as "an apple a day keeps the doctor away". It can be called a healthy friend of the heart. 3. Poems describing persimmons
Liu Yuxi’s Ode to Red Persimmons
The stars are shining out, and the sun is hanging in the evening. This is due to the collection of inheritance, and it is necessary to turn it over to protect one's life.
Lu You's Autumn Harvest Song
The walls are covered with yellow persimmons, and people are competing for the autumn harvest.
The long pot hammering beads shines on the ground, and the big steamer is used to cook jade and fill the village with fragrance.
Thousands of people entered the official warehouse, and the warehouse officials had no time to taste it.
After the incident was over, we were ecstatic, lying drunkenly beside each other on the official road.
In the past few years, the people of Sri Lanka have been suffering from bad luck and famine, and they have migrated to the ravines to face each other.
The county officials and pavilions are as long as hungry wolves, and the women are frightened to death and the children are stiff.
Little did he know that the emperor had given him abundant crops, and that from one acre per acre he would be rich in ten thousand boxes.
I hope that my neighbors will be able to hide their homes, shrink their clothes, save food, and cultivate mulberry trees diligently.
I wish that my food will not be full of chaff, and I will not worry about floods and droughts.
Bai Juyi’s thoughts on Ci’en Temple. Shi Liazhi passed away at the beginning of his life, and Ju Jingfang fell ill.
I asked myself what was melancholy about me, but I came back late when I entered the temple gate.
The Li family cried about the disease of the Yuan family, and came alone when the persimmon leaves were red.
Du Mu's Mid-Autumn Day Worship and Living Table, Crossing the Tianjin Bridge in the Morning, Immediately Sixteen Rhymes, Offering Home and Guarding
In the green village of Kangzhuang, between Gongluo River in Qingchuan River.
The altar is divided into the top of the mountain, and the city reaches the bend of the river.
The wide hall contains coolness, and the deep palace is full of greenery.
The buildings are covered with clouds and the water is gurgling under the bridge.
The tamarisk branches are moist after the rain, and the persimmon leaves are moist in the frost.
Purple scales rush into the late waves, white birds carry autumn mountains on their backs.
In the month of the month, you bow to the west and return to the watch, and in the morning, you head north to the class.
The mandarin duck followed half the battle, and the brave tiger protected the important pass.
The jade tent is enough, and the gold bottle temporarily relieves the beauty.
The traces of injury are left behind, but the kindness lies in the happy title ring.
The orchid in the southern province is grasped first, and the cinnamon in the east hall is climbed early.
The king of Longmen is too naive, but I am a savage in Yinggu.
A thin heart and a lazy heart will lead to many spots on the temples.
People feel ashamed and lie down while doing business, and frequently send Zimo back.
Seeing that Chen lives in a strong position, who worries about the difficulties of the country?
Only when you are drunk, you will be stubborn due to illness.
Zhang Jun Yueyang Evening Scene
Evening Scene Jackdaws gather and geese return in the autumn wind. The sun rises on the water, and the glow reflects on the river.
The white reeds on the island are blooming, and the red persimmon leaves in the garden are sparse. In the low wetland of Changsha, clothes are not ready in September.
Changdang Two Poems from Puzhong Road
The mountain in the middle of the sky has a very strange shape. I want to wade through its cliffs and wash my feet in the Yellow River water.
The ancient temple lives in a persimmon forest, covered with green tiles. Suiyan came to write the title, and he could write it by picking up leaves.
Peng Shuxia, Shui Tiao Ge Tou
Bronze seal and ink ribbon, Qian wears silver fish. Ci Wei smiled and defeated Laizi's colorful clothes. The good thing is the persimmon-red daylily, which is always accompanied by a beautiful face and green hair. Who can be more honorable and noble? The shaft is decorated with brocade, and the curtain is embroidered with rattan. The dragon is for roasting, the lin is for preserved meat, and the Qiong pot is for pouring. This year, Golden Mother is invited to accompany Magu during the birthday feast. After the misty flying qiong dances, it turns into a song. What kind of entertainment can it be? The detective has a long life and borrows a horned toad in advance. 4. What are the verses about frost in ancient poems?
The jianjia is green, and the white dew is frost (Book of Songs)
Stop and sit in the maple forest at night, the frost leaves are as red as the February flowers. (Shan Xing Du Mu)
The north wind brings frost to the pines and cypresses, and the sky is miserable and the scenery is gone. The mountains and rivers have lost their old places in the middle of the night, and the boats are hidden wherever they are without wavering. If a young man fails to achieve his ambition, he will be grateful to his old master. When the Qinghe River comes in August, we fight for wine and chat to celebrate the longevity of the community. ("The Four Seasons Song of Ancient Yuefu" by Huang Tingjian)
The fire burns the pines in the cold stream to ashes, and the frost falls on the spring forest flowers ("Relegation" by Bai Juyi)
"Night Mooring at Maple Bridge" "
Era: Tang Dynasty Author: Zhang Ji
The moon is setting, the crows are crying, the sky is full of frost, the river maples are fishing and the fire is facing melancholy. At Hanshan Temple outside Gusu City, the bell rang for the passenger ship at midnight.
"Dew"
Era: Tang Dynasty Author: Xu Yin
The crane's cry warns the geese to come to the sky, and the washing bamboo and flowers are everywhere. The scattered colors should be when the cicada is drinking, and the condensed light should be in front of the mussel's womb. In the morning, the grass smoke in Chuiyuan is still heavy, and at night, the moonlight in Sophora Palace is full. The sun sets with fear and frost, and I feel sad when I think about it frequently. 5. Poems about frost
Poems about frost
Nanxiangzi
Chongjiu Hanhui Tower presents Xu Junyou and Su Shi
Frost Rainfall marks collected. Light green scales reveal distant continents. The wine is fading, the wind is soft and whistling. A sentimental person with a broken hat but a head in love.
The festive season is a reward. But the Qingzun will be sacrificed to autumn. Everything is just a dream in the end, rest. Tomorrow the yellow flowers and butterflies will also be sad.
Shui Tiao Ge Tou
Looking at the sun in September, I practice shooting in the West Garden with my guests. I am still sick and can’t shoot the leaves in my dream.
The frost is falling, the sky is quiet, and it is autumn. Promote west wind. The cold sound is hidden in the ground, and I first heard it in the sycamore tree at night. Looking back at the high city, you can see that it is thousands of miles away from Guanhe River. When you are drunk, you will be with you. Stacking drums makes the morning clear, flying on horseback and drawing eagle bows.
As the year approaches, guests quarrel with each other and ask questions. The heroism in his life is still there, who is the hero of Shen Ling? It's like being a tiger warrior at a banquet. Wherever the sound of waving strings is heard, a pair of wild geese fall into the sky. I am so old and ashamed, I look back at the clouds.
Songs of Xianghe · Three Songs from Li Yue on the March to the Army
Look at the pictures to teach the array, draw the ground and discuss the edges quietly. The black base is in the sky and the west is garrisoned, and the eagle posture is blocking the river.
The road leader must count the days, and the book must be written far away every year. There is no hope of rebirth, but I still think about the past.
The fence is high and there are fights on three sides, and the arrows are all flying. Yingliu and smoke are at dusk, and Guanyu is covered with snow in spring.
There are many veterans in the border towns, but few returnees on Qilu. All three rivers have been wiped out, and dust is added every year.
The city is carved into flames, and the dust and sand surround the city with the sound of war. The wandering army hides the Han flag, and the cavalry descends to talk about Tibetan sentiments.
When frost falls, the pond is shallow, and when autumn is deep, it is too bright. The prostitute Yao Fang looked at him and asked for more troops.
Climbing the tower in the evening of autumn to look at the Nanjiang River entering Shixing County Road Zhang Jiuling
The sand is falling and the frost is falling in the sky. Looking down at the threshold for a long time, there are many far-reaching feelings along the way.
Thinking of coming to the mountains and rivers, looking at all the smoke and clouds. If you talk eloquently without discerning yourself, how can you accomplish anything?
I am here to show off my hair, and the clouds are floating in my hair. The horses are crouched in agony, and the caged birds are thinking about their dreams.
The yin of the year is towards the end of the year, and the camp is empty at sunset. Things are precious because of their nature, and physical fatigue comes from the name of the person nearby.
Looking inside, I feel what is happening now, wondering when it will be peaceful.
On the 9th, I climbed up to the north tower of Li Ming Mansion, Liu Changqing.
On the 9th, I climbed up and looked up. The green sky was far away and the trees were low. There are people in the lake and grass, west of the building in Shancui County.
The sound of frost is heard, and the deep autumn brings deep thoughts to the guests. No work in white clothes and wine, Tao Ling carries himself with him.
Send Li Zhu off to visit Cen Shen outside the Yangtze River
We have known each other for ten years, and I have only one official to meet you. The family is poor and the salary is still low, and the clothes are still thin after the frost.
Melancholy, the grass dies in autumn, and the youth is depressed at the end of the year. And looking for the Cangzhou Road, it points to Wu Yunduan in the distance.
A horse is far away from the barrier, and a lonely boat is across a vast river. Sleeping at night is damp with Chu smoke, and eating at dawn is cold in the lakes and mountains.
The anvil is clean and red, and the sleeves are fragrant with red tangerine balls. You can see Yu Temple in front of the sail, and you can hear Yantan at the bottom of your pillow.
Then you will gain the pleasure of appreciation, but it will be difficult to sing and travel. Qingmen must be drunk to say goodbye, and he will rarely be able to solve the problem.
The end of the ninth month (the word for autumn) is Yuan Zhen
Thirty years after the frost, there is only one autumn leaf left. Xuanyin welcomes the setting sun, and the cold soul is exhausted.
In the middle of the night, the ashes move to Guan, and the emperor of the Ming Dynasty wears fur. Pan An spends this evening, don't sing about the sadness in his poems.
Poetry describing frost
Bai Juyi at the end of the year
Frost and water return to the valley, and the wind falls and the trees return to the mountains. As the years pass by, everything returns to its original state.
How come this guest who moved south has not returned for five years? The fate of the settlement has been determined, and as time goes by, the heart will be at peace.
Also taste the heart and mouth, and think quietly to yourself. Going to a foreign country is certainly not a joy, and returning home may not be a joy.
Why suffer by yourself? It is easy to give up but difficult to find.
Relegated to Bai Juyi
With a thin face and forty-four spots on his head, he was relegated to Jiangzhou as a county official. Abandoned at the right time and never talented,
Why is it that you are not old and weak? Fire burns the pines in the cold streams to ashes, and the frost falls on the spring forest flowers.
How can it be God’s will to suffer a moment of glory and despair?
Playing with Still Water Bai Juyi
Those who move enjoy the flowing water, and those who remain still enjoy the still water. It is better to make profit than to flow, and to discern the shape is not as good as stopping.
It was desolate and early frost fell, and a gentle breeze began to blow. The red leaves are blooming in the middle, and the green leaves are blooming in the four corners.
It is eight or nine feet wide and narrow, surrounded by a bay with an edge. It is three or four feet deep and shallow, and it is so thorough that there is no surface or inside.
The crane's legs are clearly visible, and the fish's tail is clearly visible. Look into your eyes and wash away the dust in your eyes, let your heart wander across your chest.
There is no difference between Dingjiang and Zen, and Ming and sincerity are similar. A man who is pure can discipline a greedy husband, but a man who is indifferent can make friends with gentlemen.
Not just for fun, but also for fun. The mind that desires to know tranquility is the only source of the mind.
Guancun people are raising money in their fields.
The six prefectures are not yet profitable, and the three rural areas are competing for work. The poor people do not have well taxes, and all the land is dug.
Grain and millet enter the cold clouds, halfway up the mountain. When autumn comes, it rains heavily, and when frost falls, there will be plenty of rain.
People gather in the middle fields, but the countryside is empty. Those who are ashamed and do not cultivate will have a small salary and Weihe.
The common people follow Zhou Renyan and dare to betray their promises.
Send Li Jiu to Nanyang for Qianqi
The jade pillar and the golden lei are drunk and unhappy. Looking eastward on the Yunshan post road, the sound of booming sounds is intermittent and the sky is far away.
The willow shadows are shady and the autumn day is cold. Frost is falling in the secluded forest, and the forest is covered with flowers, and the strings are frightening, and the mandarin ducks are missing in the Han Garden.
When Autumn comes back, the king's door is blocked, and the road is difficult to answer the song immediately.
Bo Zhou Xuyi Wei Jian
Bo Zhou Huai River times, the frost falls and the water flows clear. The tide invades the shore for a long time at night, and the weather is cold and the moon approaches the city.
The flat sand is surrounded by wild geese, waiting in the pavilion to listen to the cockcrow. Who can control the love of traveling outside the country and the clouds?
Qiu Huai sent Zhu Buque to Wu Yuanheng
The frost fell in Shangyuan, and the poets began to hate. The white clouds are deep in the shabby alleys, and the decaying grass is everywhere.
Autumn smoke is heavy at dusk, and the cold sound is making the leaves weak. Pan Shengqiu thinks hard, Tao Ling is alienated from the world.
The Fu Tianfu has been compiled, but it is still a book of exhortations and hunting. I don't know how the Qingsuo guest scores.
6. What are the poems about frost
"Jianjia"
Era: Pre-Qin Dynasty Author: The Book of Songs
Jianjia is green, and the white dew is frost. The so-called beauty is on the water side.
If you follow it for backtracking, the road is long and blocked; if you follow it for backtracking, you will find it in the middle of the water.
Jian Jia is miserable, and the white dew is still there. The so-called beauty is on the water.
If you follow it for migratory steps, you will find your way through obstacles; if you follow it for migratory steps, you will wander in the water.
The dew is not gone when we collect the jianjia. The so-called beauty is in the stream of water.
If you follow it back, you will find the road is blocked and to the right; if you follow it, you will swim in the water
"The Proud Fisherman: The Scenery Is Different in Autumn"
Era: Song Dynasty Author: Fan Zhongyan
Autumn comes and the scenery in the fortress is strange, but the geese in Hengyang leave without paying attention. Sounds echoed from all sides. Thousands of miles away, the long smoke sets and the sun sets, solitary city closed.
A glass of turbid wine can spread thousands of miles across the country. The swallows have no plan to return, and the Qiang pipes are covered with frost. When a man is sleepless, the general's hair turns gray and his husband weeps.
"Wandering to the King's House in Early Winter, from Lingdu to the Balcony, Looking at the Temple of Heaven, Occasionally Chanting"
Era: Tang Author: Bai Juyi
The mountains and rivers are clear with frost, In October in Wangwu. The stone springs are green and the rocks and trees are red.
In the morning, you will travel to Lingdu, and in the evening, you will have the balcony period. Floating outside the world, Luan and Crane can be chased.
I suddenly thought that my journey was over, and I felt ashamed and weak. The Temple of Heaven is half way up in the sky, and my desire is delayed.
Anyone who hears about this will be treated as a hermit. Each one holds the noble immortal bones, but they are not like dirt.
The two talked to each other and called each other boys. If you are not a Song Qiao, you must be a Gao Kui.
Now it is just like what he said, it is full of brilliance and luxuriance. One wears a gold seal, and the other wears a jade seal.
I come to appreciate the work and chant it occasionally into poems. I wrote it on the stone for you, hoping to make the old mountain known.
"Pear"
Era: Song Dynasty Author: Su Shi
When the frost falls, the red pears are ripe, and the soft leaves are already overwhelming.
I have never experienced summer thirst, but I have seen spring ice. 7. Poems about snow and persimmons
1. The stars appear in the morning, and the sun hangs in the evening.
Source: "Ode to Red Persimmons"
Author: Liu Yuxi
Dynasty: Tang Dynasty
Vernacular interpretation: The sun comes out with the twilight , rest with the shadow of stars at night.
2. The persimmon leaves are turning red and the frost is autumn, and the blue sky is like water leaning against the red building.
Source: "The search for publicity in the Honglou Courtyard failed to find any title"
Author: Li Yi
Dynasty: Tang Dynasty
Vernacular Interpretation: The leaves of persimmons are red, setting off the autumn scenery, and the green water looks like a red building.
3. The white reeds on the island are blooming, and the red persimmon leaves in the garden are sparse.
Source: "Evening View of Yuezhou"
Author: Zhang Ji
Dynasty: Tang Dynasty
Vernacular interpretation: Bai in Yuezhou The reeds are blooming, the persimmons in the garden are red, and their leaves are gradually falling.
4. Mountain persimmons are bland and tasteless, while garden vegetables are tender and tender.
Source: "Eating Alone"
Author: Yingshi
Dynasty: Song Dynasty
Vernacular interpretation: The persimmons on the mountain have no taste. The fruits and vegetables in the garden are now fat and tender enough to be harvested.
5. Suddenly the hard work of the book is in vain, and the green persimmon is far away from the sweetness.
Source: "The green persimmons are blooming and I wish to visit the fishing platform with a poem to thank you"
Author: Teng Cen
Dynasty: Song Dynasty
Vernacular interpretation: I suddenly felt how hard it was to use rulers and books, but fortunately there was this green persimmon to share the sweetness with us. 8. A Complete Collection of Ancient Poems about Frost's Descent
A Complete Collection of Ancient Poems about Frost's Descent The Book of Songs·Guo Feng·Qin Feng·Jian Jia Jian Jia Cang Cang, white dew is frost.
The so-called beauty is on the water side. If you follow it back, the road will be long and blocked.
If you follow it, you will find yourself in the middle of the water. The jianjia is luxuriant, and the white dew is still shining.
The so-called Yiren is on the water. If you follow it back, the road will be blocked and you will be able to advance.
If you go back and swim from it, you will feel like you are swimming in the water. When you pick the jasmine, the white dew is still there. The so-called beauty is in the stream of water.
Follow it back, but the road is blocked and to the right. If you go back and swim from it, you will be swimming in the water.
Mountains in the Tang Dynasty? Du Muyuan went up the Hanshan Mountain where the stone path was sloping, and there were people living in the white clouds. Stop and sit in the maple forest at night, the leaves are as red as the flowers in February due to frost.
Frost Moon Song? The withered grass in Luyou is white with frost, and the moonlight is new on the cold window. The crows circle the trees when they are startled, and the barking dogs follow people far away.
His body was covered with diseases when he returned to farming. If you lose in this world, don't try to persuade him.
It was quite cold in the Song Dynasty four days before the frost fell. The grass and trees in Luyou were beginning to turn yellow, and the wind and clouds were closing again and again. After the children hoe wheat, the neighbors will return to the game.
The eagle's strike indicates the approaching frost, and the stork's cry indicates the coming rain. Don’t sigh at the ups and downs, they have rekindled the ashes.
Visiting my old friend Zhuang Tang? My old friend Meng Haoran invited me to Tian’s house with chicken and millet. The green trees border the village, and the green mountains and hills slope outside.
Open a dining room and chat over wine. When the Double Ninth Festival comes, there will be chrysanthemums.
The end of the ninth month (autumn) in the Tang Dynasty? Thirty days after the frost in Yuanzhen, there was only one autumn leaf left. Xuanyin welcomes the setting sun, and the cold soul is exhausted.
In the middle of the night, the ashes move to Guan, and the emperor of the Ming Dynasty wears fur. Pan An spends this evening, don't sing about the sadness in his poems.
In the late Tang Dynasty, Bai Juyi saw frost and precipitation return to the valley, and the wind fell and the trees returned to the mountains. As the years pass by, everything returns to its original state.
How come this guest who moved south has not returned for five years? The fate of the settlement has been determined, and as time goes by, the heart will be at peace.
Also taste the heart and mouth, and think quietly to yourself. Going to a foreign country is certainly not a joy, and returning home may not be a joy.
Why suffer by yourself? It is easy to give up but difficult to find. Dashui Tang? Bai Juyi lived in Guojian, the outskirts of Xunyang, when Dashui arrived on the first day of the year.
Half of the buildings are floating, and many of the city battlements are falling. The vastness is the color of the sea, and the sky is green.
The wind is blowing and the waves are turning white, and the sun is boiling and the waves are red. Businessmen and businessmen went out from house to house, and cattle and horses took refuge in the mountains.
When the tax rate is increased, it is quite harmful to farming and mulberry production. The only servant is Zhouzi, who encourages business.
I don’t know that thousands of people are in trouble, but I am looking for a sharp knife. I have nothing to do with you. You have not succeeded for a long time.
After the frost in September, the water dries up to flat ground. Playing with the water-stopping Tang? Bai Juyi: Those who move enjoy flowing water, and those who remain still enjoy stopping water.
It’s better to make money flow than to flow, and it’s better to stop and discern shapes. The frost has fallen in the early morning and the gentle breeze has risen.
The red leaves are blooming in the middle, and the green leaves are growing in all corners. It is eight or nine feet wide and narrow, surrounded by a bay with an edge.
Three or four feet deep, shallow and deep. The clear points are that cranes have their legs raised, and the clear fishes have lost their tails.
Wash away the dust in your eyes with your eyes open, and let your heart wander through your chest. There is no difference between Dingjiang and Zen. Ming and sincerity are similar.
A person who is pure can discipline a greedy husband, but a person who is indifferent can make friends with a gentleman. It's not just about playing in vain, it's also about analogy.
The only source of mind that desires to know tranquility is this. Bozhou Xuyi Tang Dynasty: Bozhou is often built on the Huaihe River, and the water flows clear in the evening when frost falls.
The tide hits the shore at night, the weather is cold and the moon is approaching the city. The flat sand is surrounded by wild geese, waiting in the pavilion to listen to the crow of roosters.
Outside the country and the clouds, who can control the love of travel? Miscellaneous Chronicles in the Boat: Its Ten Yuan? Wang Mian's old tree turns to the slanting light, and people are surrounded by water and bamboo.
The dew is deep and the flowers are cold, and the frost is falling and the crabs are fat. How strong is my heart when I drink wine? My thoughts are flying when I look at the mountains.
There is a Wu girl in the boat, and the oars are singing a new return. Nanxiangzi (Chongjiu Hanhui Tower was presented to Xu Junyou) Song Dynasty? Su Shi received traces of frost and precipitation.
Light green scales reveal distant continents. The wine is fading, the wind is soft and whistling.
A sentimental but head-loving person. The festive season is a reward.
But Qing Zun will be sent to Qiu. Everything is just a dream in the end, rest.
Tomorrow the yellow flowers and butterflies will also be sad. Eight Tones of Ganzhou Song Dynasty - Liu Yongxiao Xiaoxiao evening rain sprinkles the river sky, washing the autumn.
The frost is getting colder, the wind is getting colder, the Guanhe River is in the cold, and the remaining light is shining on the building. Here, the reds and greens are declining, and everything is gone. Only the water of the Yangtze River flows eastwards silently.
I can’t bear to climb high and look far away, looking at the dimness of my hometown, and it’s hard to let go of my thoughts. Sighing at the traces of the past years, why is there so much suffering left behind? I want to look at the beauty in the building for a long time, but I miss the sky a few times and return to the boat.
I know that I am leaning against the balcony, feeling depressed and depressed.