Ancient poems describing autumn, grade one, grade two and grade three.

There are no poems describing autumn in Grade One, but there are two poems in Grade Two: a gift for Liu Jingwen and a trip to the mountains. There are two songs in the third grade: I saw them in a book one night and I thought of my brothers in Shandong when I was on vacation in the mountains.

1, "To Liu Jingwen" Su Shi

The lotus flower withered, so did the lotus leaf holding the rain, and only the branches of chrysanthemum stood proudly against the frost.

Good years must be remembered, it is orange.

The lotus flower withered, even the lotus leaf holding the rain withered, only to defeat the chrysanthemum flower branch and stand proudly in the frost. You must remember that the best scenery in a year is in the late autumn and early winter when oranges are golden and green.

2, "Mountain Walk" Du Mu

In the distance, there are cold mountains, oblique stone paths and people in the depths of white clouds.

Stop and sit in the maple forest late, and the frost leaves are red in February flowers.

Translation:

The stone path is crooked and oblique from the top of the mountain, and there are several families where the white clouds grow. I stopped the carriage only because I like the night view of Fenglin. Frosted maple leaves are better than bright February flowers.

3, "Night Book See" Ye Shaoweng

The rustling leaves send the cold sound, and the autumn wind moves the guests on the river.

I know that children choose to promote weaving, and a lamp fell on the fence at night.

The rustling autumn wind blows the leaves, bringing chills, and poets who are traveling abroad can't help but miss their hometown. He suddenly saw the light under the fence in the distance and thought it was a child catching crickets.

4. "Thinking of my Shandong brother on vacation in the mountains" Wang Wei

I am a lonely stranger in a strange land, and I miss my family more often during the holidays.

When I think of my brothers' bodies climbing high, I will feel a little regret for not being able to reach me.

I'm wandering alone in a foreign land, and I miss my relatives twice every holiday. I know that in that distant hometown, my brothers must be climbing high and looking far; They all planted dogwood, so they felt sorry and sad without me.