Poetry about autumn flowers 1. Autumn flower poems
Autumn in October, the blue sky is like washing, cool and comfortable.
The wild flowers on the roadside are swaying in the wind, silently blessing the autumn harvest. A gust of autumn wind blew and the hillside was red. It's a flaming maple leaf. The lake is clear, can see the bottom, shines on people, just like a mirror; The chrysanthemums are blooming, so gorgeous and delicate, which is really unique.
There are also thick corn, persimmons and red apples from Huang Chengcheng. Every autumn, the fragrant rice smells good, and the rice fields in Huang Chengcheng turn up the Jin Lang.
Autumn has come quietly, with light footsteps and the hope and joy of harvest. The rice is ripe.
Golden paddy fields and clusters of full ears of rice bear the sustenance and dreams of farmers for one year. The rice is ripe and the earth is boiling.
The farmer took a sickle and drove his motorcycle back and forth in the field. The rumbling sound resounded through my ears, and the fields were full of busy people. Even children follow the adults to help pick up the ears of rice and do some work within their power.
Hundreds of flowers compete for spring, and the spring is beautiful. This is people's praise for spring. In fact, autumn is more beautiful, and the colors in autumn are brilliant.
In autumn, the seedlings in the rice fields are mature, and the fields are golden everywhere; The leaves on the tree, constantly changing colors, gradually become crimson, pink, reddish, golden, light yellow, orange ... showing rich and colorful. Autumn scenery is as beautiful as fairy tales and dreams.
Autumn has come, and the weather is getting cooler every day, as if to tell people that summer has passed and autumn has begun. With the arrival of autumn wind, the colors of leaves of trees are constantly changing, turning yellow and red, and then falling leaves begin.
The fields are golden and the gratifying scene of a bumper harvest gives people a feeling of "spring flowers and autumn fruits". In autumn, chrysanthemums are in full bloom and all kinds of chrysanthemums are not to be outdone. They bloom in various ways, and the colors of chrysanthemums are colorful: some are as white as snow, some are as black and purple as black jade, and some are as golden as gold ... It looks elegant and pleasing to the eye.
Enjoy the sunshine and rain in summer. In autumn, the rice is ripe and dedicated to the farmers who take good care of them, with a golden smile! In the early autumn of the Great Northern Wilderness, the endless Jin Lang rolled around, and Mi Dou flowed. The rice harvester is busy in the golden paddy field.
October is the harvest season, and the beautiful northern country is picturesque: look at the endless rice fields, the rice waves are rolling and golden, like a golden ocean. People have a special preference for autumn.
Spring is the season of farming, summer is the season of breeding, and winter is the season of gathering. Only autumn is the harvest season, not the autumn season. The autumn wind blew across the fields, bringing yellow rice and gold, and people bent over with laughter. Only in this way can people feel the sweetness of labor and the joy of harvest. The farmers in the field, whose smiles are tanned by the sun, don't know how much sweat they have shed. Now a bumper harvest is in sight. Autumn is the harvest season. In the endless rice fields, you can see charming gold when you look around, which is even more dazzling under the sunlight, like gold all over the ground. Wow! No wonder the farmers who cut rice are so happy that they can't even close their mouths. Looking at such fruitful results, who is not happy to blossom! Autumn has come, and the sky is as blue as washed, like a sapphire washed with clear water. The autumn sky is as blue as the sea.
White clouds are like a canoe sailing, floating slowly. When the wind blows, leaves fall and dance in the sky, just like butterflies in Huang Cancan. And maple, whose leaves are all red. When you shake it, you fall down one after another, as if you had laid a red carpet on the ground, which made the earth particularly beautiful. However, pine trees are straight and full of lovely pine leaves, just like open green velvet umbrellas, swaying gently with the wind.
Miss Qiu came to us singing the song of harvest. The sound of machines rumbled in the rice fields, and the harvesters sang songs and shuttled back and forth in the fields, holding the heavy ears of rice in their arms.
Where is autumn? Autumn is in the golden fields. Golden rice fields are like a giant golden carpet.
Where is autumn? Autumn is in the beautiful park. Falling leaves are fluttering, red leaves and yellow leaves.
Red leaves are like clouds of flames, and yellow leaves are flying in the air like golden butterflies. Chrysanthemum is red as fire, pink as chardonnay, yellow as gold and white as snow.
Autumn is beautiful. Autumn is like a painting, autumn is like a poem, autumn is like a song and autumn is like a beautiful fairy tale.
Let's love and praise this beautiful autumn! Autumn is fruitful. It has no charm and charm in spring, no enthusiasm in summer, and no tranquility in winter when snowflakes are flying, but it has its own unique beauty. When the autumn wind blows on your cheeks, in the paddy field, the full ears of rice are full of mature joy, bending over, hunching over and lowering your head. It seems to be a model of modesty for successful people. Autumn has come, fruitful, crisp, and a mature breath is coming. All this is a magical canvas-nature, carefully sketched out with lines of different thicknesses and colorful pigments.
I love autumn, love the tranquility of autumn, love the simplicity of autumn, and love the nobility of autumn. The beauty of autumn is mature-it is not as shy as spring, so open in summer and so introverted in winter.
The beauty of autumn is rational-it is not as charming as spring, so hot in summer and so subtle in winter. Autumn, harvest season, golden season-as lovely as spring, as enthusiastic as summer, as charming as winter.
The autumn sunshine is warm and quiet, the autumn wind in Dongxiang is warm and gentle, and the blue sky and white clouds are elegant and melodious. Good joke: as soon as September arrives, there will be autumn, which will slip away at a foggy dawn and disappear in a hot afternoon.
It tiptoed through the top of the tree, dyed some leaves red, and then flew over the valley in droves and left. In another night or two, the autumn frost will cover the valley under the moon, and then retreat to the northern mountains for a short stay, so that the golden early autumn can gently soothe the earth.
There is a faint smell of fennel in the sky. And the fragrance of Jin Ju.
The fog billowed and was broken by the moonlight in September, revealing a blue sky. Autumn, always the blue sky, will suddenly turn its face and reveal a sinister color. Tropical typhoon with Miyun rainstorm, flood undercurrent surging.
2. Poems describing autumn flowers.
Four verses of autumn poetry
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First, autumn rain
The drizzle disturbs the countryside, and the cool wind swallows purple.
The water is clear and the flowers are full of jade tears.
Second, be realistic
The wind pushes the summer air cool, and the morning dew is crystal clear with rice fragrance.
The water is blue and the ducks are happy, and the maple leaves in the distant mountains are drunk.
Qi Sanqiu Yan
The rustling bamboo is quiet, and the balcony is purple.
A leaf floats in the shadows, and yellow grains fall in the autumn.
Fourth, the feeling of autumn.
Rustling fragrant cattail pollen, fragrant lotus leaf residue.
Yuanyang is inseparable, and beauty is born in love the water.
Seventh, autumn.
The demon of light ink and understatement, the cool color is light and delicate.
The moon is cool in the water, tears for you, and the rabbit in the sleeve plays the flute.
Liu Qiqi Qiushang
The autumn wind is bleak and Leng Yun floats, and the autumn rain knocks on tung leaves.
Autumn dew is sad, and autumn frost is long dyed.
Qiqi Qiuxiang
It is difficult to hide the cold chrysanthemum makeup, and the crystal is full of purple and yellow.
A faint fragrance floats in the grass house, and green tea is fragrant only after drinking it slowly.
3. Poems and ancient poems describing autumn flowers
Du Mu —— "Mountain Walk"
As far away as Hanshan, the stone path is oblique, and people are in Bai Yunsheng.
Stop and sit in the maple forest late, and the frost leaves are red in February flowers.
Autumn flowers
Poet: Yang Wanli Dynasty: Song Dynasty
The withered morning glory is sick and rainy, and the withered hibiscus is afraid of the wind.
The roadside fence covers the eyes, and the tofu pudding is red and white.
It is better to hold incense in the branches and wait for death than to blow it into the north wind. -Zheng Sixiao's "Painting Chrysanthemums"
You have beautiful orchids, beautiful chrysanthemums and beautiful women. You can't forget it. -Liu Che's Autumn Wind
Picking chrysanthemums under the east fence, you can see Nanshan leisurely. -Tao Yuanming's fifth day of drinking.
Waiting for the autumn of the eighth day of the ninth lunar month —— Huang Chao's The Last Happiness.
If I were Di Qing next year, I would report to Taohua. -Huang Chao's "Chrysanthemum"
Dark purple, bright yellow. -Li Shangyin's Chrysanthemum
It's not that chrysanthemums are favored among flowers, but that this flower is even more flowerless. -Yuan Zhen's Chrysanthemum
Dongli drinks until dusk, and faint chrysanthemum fragrance overflows his sleeves. -Li Qingzhao's "Drunken Flower Shade, Mist, Thick Clouds, Song of Eternal Sorrow"
The threshold chrysanthemum worries about smoke and tears. The curtain is light and cold, and the swallow flies away. -Yan Shu's "Butterfly Lovers, Sills, Chrysanthemums, Sorrow, Smoke, Blue Tears and Dewdrops"
Cong Ju shed tears the other day. She was alone in the boat. -Du Fu's "Eight Poems of Autumn Prosperity"
The mountains are far away and the eyebrows are long. It's too cold at the top. Chrysanthemum is thin, Du Qiuniang. -Wu Wenying's "Langtaosha, Jiujiu came from Wu Jianshan"
Laughter makes people laugh, when chrysanthemums are in full bloom. -Du Mu's Nine-Day Climbing
A yard full of golden chrysanthemums with a bunch of flowers in the middle, the flowers are so lonely. -Bai Juyi's "White Chrysanthemum at Chongyang Banquet"
Ding Mei is jealous, but Ju should be ashamed. Draw an aperture to crown the Mid-Autumn Festival. -Li Qingzhao's "Partridge and Sweet Osmanthus"
There is a cool breeze in the month, the smoke is dark and the rain is dark, and the heavenly religion is gaunt and graceful. -Li Qingzhao's "Dolly sings white chrysanthemums"
Huang Ju's injuries gathered and dispersed at the beginning. Before I remembered those flowers, * * * said that I deeply wanted to. —— Yan, "The recent flowers, the wounds are gathered and scattered"
If you don't give chrysanthemum a drink, I'm afraid chrysanthemum will laugh at people too lonely. -Liu Kezhuang's "He Xinlang 9"
Please come here to see chrysanthemums when the ninth festival comes. -Meng Haoran's Passing Old People's Village
The horse crossed the chrysanthemum and crossed the mountain road, leaving the horse to walk freely. -Wang Yucheng's "The village walks, the horse crosses the mountain path, and the chrysanthemum begins to turn yellow"
I hope we can get together and drink together in the chrysanthemum bushes in this world. -Yan Shu's "Broken Array, Swallows Want to Return to Season"
At present, I will share Fang Ju wine with you today, but I should have a rest in the Ming Dynasty. -Wang Zhihuan's "Nine Days Farewell"
The short hedge has a yellow branch. It's the depths of the chaotic mountains, and it's Chongyang. -Lv Benzhong's "Nan Gezi invades the oblique moon all the way"
Although I am ashamed of the pallor of my old nursery in autumn, I can see the fragrance of yellow flowers in the evening. -Han Qi's "Nine Days of Water Pavilion"
Leave sadness, no matter how people drift. I'm lonely, with a yellow flower contract every year. -Huang Ji's "Recalling Qin E's Autumn Lock"
Life is like mail, and I want to go to the chrysanthemum bushes. -Yang, "Tune the tune and point the wine at the sun"
It's hard to meet a smile in the world. There are purple peony and Huang Ju, which can be inserted into my head. -Zhu's "Water Turning, Du Mu's Hidden Poems on Mount Li"
I didn't chase red pine nuts, and I didn't chase Huang Juhua. -Li Mi's Sacred System of Sacrificing the Double Ninth Festival.
The chrysanthemums withered overnight due to frost. New shoots and green leaves shine on the forest. -Su Shi's "Singing Oranges in Huanxisha"
The lotus flower withered, so did the lotus leaf holding the rain, and only the branches of chrysanthemum stood proudly against the cold frost. -Su Shi's "Giving Liu Jingwen/Winter Scenery"
The west wind is rustling all over the courtyard, and cold butterflies are hard to come by. -Huang Chao's "Chrysanthemum"
Why did Chrysanthemum suffer so much, and suffered the double ninth festival? -Li Bai's September 10th
The rain is deeper than the chrysanthemum, and the frost is more than half of the lotus. -Du Fu's Su Zan Public House
There is more incense gold in Tiri than in the branches. -Cao Xueqin's "The Endgame"
There is no need to sit on the chrysanthemum in the yard. -Shen Yu's Nine-Day Ascending to the Temple of Thailand
Try to find Chongyang under the fence and get drunk. -Wu Wenying's "An Inch of Gold, Autumn Feeling"
Chrysanthemum blossoms, frost branches and fruit droop. -Cui's "Feng He Sheng Zhi Chongyang Danri Liao Bai Qujiang Banquet"
Several times in vain, I suspected that Huang Ju was lonely. -preface lamp "Nine Days Wushan Banquet Set Value Rain Rhyme"
Ask Huang Ju who opened it. -Qin Guan's "Man Fang Ting, Clear Water, Surprising Autumn"
Infinite branches are lustful, and poor flowers are not for Chongyang. -Qiu Jun's Singing Chrysanthemum
Autumn is fading, the snow is clear and the jade is thin, which makes people feel infinite nostalgia. -Li Qingzhao's "Dolly sings white chrysanthemums"
4. Autumn Flowers Poetry
Chrysanthemum rhyme]-Li Liguang-Autumn frost makes chrysanthemums, and the sunset glow is endless; I don't mean to say anything at random, but I am naturally charming.
[Autumn Sound]-Wind-There is a piece of gold in front of the porch, and the fragrance is surging for tourists. Only when the frost is heavy can you become a hero.
[Singing in Jucheng]-Wang Ruting-The Lion Dragon is flying and brilliant again! Light alleys and thick streets are full of fragrance, and desks are full of chrysanthemums in September. Tao Jin Yuanming's Book of the Republic of China: Fang Jukai Lin Yao and Song Qingyan watch and practice.
With this beautiful appearance, it is outstanding for first frost. Tang Taizong's "Endowed with Remnant Chrysanthemum": The summer frost condenses in Taiwan, and the shore chrysanthemum shines in the morning.
Laugh with dew, and the wind is light and fragrant. Thin leaves are light green and round flowers are light yellow.
Still holding the color of this year, after reunion, it will be fragrant. Tang Du Fu's Nine Days in Yun 'an: Cold flowers are exhausted and chrysanthemums are full of branches.
Old friends are frequently different, and light fragrant wine is temporarily followed.
5. Poems by bloom in Autumn
1. The flowers and chrysanthemums in the garden are golden, and clusters are as lonely as frost.
2. Autumn frost makes chrysanthemums, and the sunset glow is endless; I don't mean to say anything at random, but I am naturally charming.
3. The dew is wet in the lonely east, according to the former gold and the sediment.
Children in the world have no high rhyme, only look at the flowers on the Double Ninth Festival. -Fan Ceng's "Three Chrysanthemums after Double Ninth Festival"
Stay in Qiu Lai on September 8th, and I will be killed in Bloom. -Huang Chao's "Last Happiness"
5. Secretly faint purple, melting yellow. -Li Shangyin's Chrysanthemum
6. It's not that chrysanthemums are preferred among flowers, so there is no bloom. -Yuan Zhen's Chrysanthemum
7. Ding Mei is jealous, but Ju should be ashamed. Draw an aperture to crown the Mid-Autumn Festival. -Li Qingzhao's "Partridge and Sweet Osmanthus"
8. Lotus didn't shelter from the rain, and chrysanthemums and branches of Ao Shuang. -Su Shi's "Giving Liu Jingwen/Winter Scenery"
9. The rustling west wind is planted all over the courtyard, and cold butterflies are hard to come by. -Huang Chao's "Chrysanthemum"
10. Yellow-flowered golden beast eyes, red-leafed fire dragon scales. -Yuan, "Linjiang Yi Xiaoxiang Rain Drama"
1 1. Rabbit cold toad cold osmanthus white, this night Heng E should be heartbroken. -Tang Li Shangyin's Moonlit Night
12. Not a human species, moved here from the middle of the month. A little Leng Xiang, blowing all over the mountain. -"Singing Gui" by Yang Wanli in Southern Song Dynasty
6. Autumn Flowers Poetry
chrysanthemum
Author: Huang Chao Dynasty: Tang Dynasty
Waiting for September 8 of the lunar autumn,
Blooming chrysanthemums are in full bloom, Chang 'an is fragrant, the city is bathed in the fragrance of chrysanthemums-Italy, and the land is like golden chrysanthemums.
Shanggao assistant minister
Author: Gaochan Dynasty: Tang Dynasty
Peach trees are planted in the sky, and red apricots are planted in the sun.
Born in Qiu Jiang, Furong didn't complain to the southeast.
No.9 mountain climbing
Author: Du Mu Dynasty: Tang Dynasty Genre: Seven Laws Category: Chronology
On the river, the geese just flew south, and they made friends with wine and hip flask mountain.
Laughter makes people laugh, when chrysanthemums are in full bloom.
Only by indulging in the Double Ninth Festival, there is no need to sigh and hate the afterglow of the sunset.
After all, life is a short history, so why do you cry like Qi Jinggong?
Drinking, the fifth kind
Author: Tao Yuanming in Wei and Jin Dynasties
Building a house is human, and there are no horses and chariots.
What can you do? The heart is far from being self-centered.
Picking chrysanthemums under the east fence, you can see Nanshan leisurely.
The mountains are getting better and better, and the birds are back.
That makes sense. I forgot what I wanted to say.
7. What are the poems describing "Warm Spring in bloom"?
There are few poems describing "spring flowers in full bloom", such as:
1, the rain in Tianjie is crisp, but the grass color is far and near. This is the most beautiful season of the year, far better than the late spring of the green willow. -Tang Han Yu "Early Spring is a member of the Ministry of Water Resources, Zhang.
Moral: The tiny spring rain on Chang 'an Avenue is as smooth as crisp, and there is no green at close range, but the grass is green at a distance. Early spring is a good time of spring in a year, which is much better than the willow-filled city in late spring.
2, wait for the east wind, colorful is always spring. -Spring in Song Zhuxi.
Moral: Everywhere, you can see the smiling faces of thousands of flowers awakened by the east wind, and all colors are the figures of spring.
3, flowers are getting lost, shallow grass can have no horseshoe. -Tang Bai Juyi's Spring Tour in Qiantang
Moral: Wild flowers can make people see things in a blur, and the spring grass has just crossed the horseshoe before it grows tall.
4, jasper makeup into a tree height, ten thousand hanging moss tapestry. -"Singing Willow" by Tang He Zhang Zhi
Moral: Tall willows are covered with new green leaves, and soft willows hang down like ten thousand green ribbons, fluttering gently.
5. Jiangnan is good and the scenery is old. When spring comes, the sun rises from the river, the flowers on the river are brighter than red, and the green river is greener than the blue grass. How can we make people not miss Jiangnan? -Tang Bai Juyi's "Remembering Jiangnan Good"
Meaning: How beautiful the scenery in the south of the Yangtze River is. The picturesque scenery has long been familiar. Spring is coming, the sun rises from the river, making the flowers on the river brighter than red, and the green river greener than blue grass. How can one not miss Jiangnan?
8. What is the ancient poem describing autumn flowers?
1, chanting chrysanthemums
Tang Dynasty: Bai Juyi
One night, the new frost hit the tile lightly and the banana collapsed.
Only the East Hedgehog Chrysanthemum is cold-resistant, and the golden millet is just dawn.
Translation:
After a night, the first frost gently stuck on the tile, making the banana break and the lotus leaves fall.
Only the chrysanthemums near Dongli are cold-resistant and the buds bloom, adding a fragrance to the morning.
2, Chongyang banquet with white chrysanthemums
Tang Dynasty: Bai Juyi
A yard full of golden chrysanthemums with a bunch of flowers in the middle, the flowers are so lonely.
Just like today's feast, the old man went to the place where the young man went.
Translation:
A yard with golden chrysanthemums and a cluster of frosted flowers in the middle is so lonely.
Just like today's banquet, the old man walked into the place where the teenagers went.
Step 3 cross the village for the elderly
Tang Dynasty: Meng Haoran
This old friend prepared a delicious meal and invited me to his hospitable farm.
Green Woods surround the village and green hills are located outside the city.
Open the window facing the valley vegetable garden and pass the glass to talk about crops.
Please come here to see chrysanthemums when the ninth festival comes.
Translation:
My old friend prepared a sumptuous meal and invited me to his hospitable farmhouse.
Green Woods surround the village and green mountains span the city.
Open the window to the grain field and vegetable garden and raise a glass to talk about crops.
The Double Ninth Festival is here. Please come here to see chrysanthemums.
4, the title chrysanthemum
Tang Dynasty: Huang Chao
The west wind is rustling all over the courtyard, and cold butterflies are hard to come by.
If I were Di Qing next year, I would report to Taohua.
Translation:
Autumn wind is rolling and chrysanthemums are swaying in the garden. The stamens are full of chill, and butterfly bees are hard to come.
One day, I will become a spring god, and I will arrange chrysanthemums and peach blossoms to bloom together in spring.
5. Cold chrysanthemum/painted chrysanthemum
Song Dynasty: Zheng Sixiao
Flowers can't bloom, and independent fences are not poor.
It is better to hold incense in the branches and wait for death than to blow it into the north wind.
Translation:
You are open in autumn and never associate with flowers. Alone by the sparse fence, your sentiment and interest have not diminished.
I would rather die in the branches than in the cold north wind!