Poetry about Acacia rubra 1. Poems about acacia mangium
All the flowers have fallen and a tree is burning with red leaves.
Who pity is meager, add Jiangshan Rao.
Today, they became husband and wife friends, only to know that Hongye is a good medium. -Don
Han's Wedding Banquet Collection: Taking Pen as Poetry
The far shore is white in autumn, and the distant mountains are red in night. -Tang Du Fu's Five Poems of Akita
Try to go to the bottom of the building, but I'm afraid of spring fever. -Liu Yuxi's "Two Songs in Autumn"
Sleeping on the earth shook everything about Qiu Lai. -Song Xin Qiqi "Man Jiang Hong has Southern Yan and Fan Kuoyun"
Autumn scenery is worthy of the name, and the red leaves are full of mountains; The loose path is suitable, and Huang Ju bypasses Dongli. -Yuan Dynasty
Hanqin Guan
The book of red leaves:
There is a red leaf by the river, a kind of lovesickness poem. The story of a thousand years ago, Lushe people, a century-old marriage poem.
Red leaves are poems without poems, so there is no inscription for maids. Autumn is back, and the red leaves are there, and pieces of red leaves provoke Qiu Si.
The red leaves in Xishan are good, and the dew is heavy. -Chen Yi
It can blow off the golden leaves in autumn and bloom beautiful flowers in spring. -Li Qiao "Wind"
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. -Tang Dynasty
Du Mu's Mountain Walk
Many red leaves in the temple burned people's eyes, and the moss on the ground dyed horseshoes. -Wang Jian's "Jiangling is a thing"
Fragrant green curtains are mostly in water, and green leaves are better than flowers. -Nalan Xingde
There are many fallen leaves by the maple trees, and autumn water comes late in Dongting.
Alone, there is no distance, and the white clouds and bright moon hang in Hunan and Hubei.
-Jia Zhi's Three Pan-Dongting Lake Poems of the First Arrival of Baling and Shi Libaipei (Part Two)
Qiu Shu, who lives in the breeze, has been drinking for many years. Drunk as frost leaves, although red is not spring.
-Bai Juyi's "Drunk to Red Leaves"
Fusang is just like the maple leaves are tender and cold as Dan. However, I turned to Yang to send my guests back, and my heart recalled the scene of spending the New Year together.
-Lu Xun's "Send Masuda to Serve the Country"
The red leaves have been frosted for a long time, but they still love the old branches. Open the window to listen to birds, and bow down to new poems. —— Guo Moruo
Mulberry picking and Double Ninth Festival in Mao Zedong
Life is easy to get old, but it is hard to get old.
Today is Chongyang, and the yellow flowers in the battlefield are particularly fragrant.
The annual autumn wind is not as strong as spring.
Better than spring, just like Wan Li frost on the vast river.
Autumn mountain reflects summer, Sichuan red,
Fallen leaves flow on both sides of the maple tree.
Suddenly, like a windy night,
I still like to draw black and pink.
Wang Guowei's "Looking at Red Leaves"
It is extravagant to fill the valley with red clouds and decorate the autumn.
If you ask about Penglai's good scenery, it is said that maple leaves are better than cherry blossoms.
Wang Guowei's Flower Sweeping Tour
The forest is sparse and the sun hangs, and the fog is light and smoke is collected. Walking in the forest, listening to the sound of heavy leaves, Yuqi walked away.
Back to Feng Dan, the eye of Qiu Guang. Delaying the queue. Then it flew around, and it made me want to die.
Happy things are hard to trace. It's a place where wine and oranges are delivered. Qingge is not alive. Another oriole used a racket to fly the flowers into the bowl.
Come back today, except for the oblique photo. There are western Western jackdaw in the hidden tall trees, greeting each other.
2. Acacia poems in red leaves
All the flowers are gone, and a red leaf on the tree burns only meager strength. Plus Jiangshan Rao, married today, you will know that Hongye is a good medium.
-Tang Han's Poems at the Wedding Banquet: Autumn is white on the far shore, and the sunset glow is red. -Tang Du Fu's "Five Poems of Autumn Wild" tries to get to the bone, but he doesn't know the madness of spring scenery.
-Liu Yuxi's "Two Poems in Autumn" feels that everything in the world will be shaken when it comes to Qiu Lai. -Song Xin Yuji's "Man Jiang Hong You Southern Yan Fan Kuoyun" autumn scenery can be titled, and the red leaves are full of mountains; The loose path is suitable, and Huang Ju bypasses Dongli.
-Guan Hanqing's Biography of Red Leaves in the Yuan Dynasty: A red leaf by the Yuhe River is a kind of lovesickness poem. The story of a thousand years ago, Lushe people, a century-old marriage poem.
Red leaves are poems without poems, so there is no inscription for maids. Autumn is back, and the red leaves are there, and pieces of red leaves provoke Qiu Si.
The red leaves in Xishan are good, and the dew is heavy. -Chen Yi can shed leaves and Sanqiu can blossom in February.
-Li Qiao's "Wind" Hanshan Stone Path is far, and people are in Bai Yunsheng. Stop and sit in the maple forest late, and the frost leaves are red in February flowers.
-In the Tang Dynasty, the "Walking Mountain" Temple in Tumu burned many red leaves, and the ground was covered with moss and horseshoes. -Wang Jian's "Jiangling is Things" The fragrant curtain is mostly in water, and the green leaves are better than flowers.
-There are many fallen leaves on the banks of Nalanxingde Peak, and the autumn water in Dongting is late. Alone, there is no distance, and the white clouds and bright moon hang in Hunan and Hubei.
-Jia Zhi's "First Arriving at Baling and Li Pei's Nine Pan-Dongting Lake (Part Two)" is now drinking for many years. Drunk as frost leaves, although red is not spring.
-Bai Juyi's "Drunk Red Leaves" Fusang is like a maple leaf. However, I turned to Yang to send my guests back, and my heart recalled the scene of spending the New Year together.
-Lu Xun's "Send Zengtian to Serve the Country" Hongye Frost still loves the old branches for a long time. Open the window to listen to birds, and bow down to new poems.
-Guo Moruo, Mao Zedong, Picking Mulberries. Chongyang "Life is easy to get old, but it is not easy to get old. Today is Chongyang, and the yellow flowers in the battlefield are particularly fragrant.
The annual autumn wind is not as strong as spring. Better than spring, just like Wan Li frost on the vast river.
The autumn mountain reflects Xia and Jiang Hong, and the fallen leaves flow on both sides of the maple leaf. Suddenly it was like a night of wind and frost, like painting black and pink.
Wang Guowei's "A Poem Looking at Red Leaves" is all over the mountains and dotted with autumn colors, which is too extravagant. If you ask about Penglai's good scenery, it is said that maple leaves are better than cherry blossoms.
Wang Guowei's "Flower Sweeping Tour" is sparse and sunny, and the fog is light and smoke is collected, but it is plain and peaceful. Walking in the forest, listening to the sound of heavy leaves, Yuqi walked away.
Back to Feng Dan, the eye of Qiu Guang. Delaying the queue.
Then it flew around, and it made me want to die. Happy things are hard to trace.
It's a place where wine and oranges are delivered. Qingge is not alive.
Another oriole used a racket to fly the flowers into the bowl. Come back today, except for the oblique photo.
There are western Western jackdaw in the hidden tall trees, greeting each other.
3. Poems and ancient poems about maple leaves
Poems about maple leaves;
1, "Sauvignon Blanc A Heavy Mountain" Five Dynasties: Li Yu
One mountain, two mountains. The mountains are far away, the sky is high and the fog is cold.
Chrysanthemums bloom, chrysanthemums remain. The goose that flies high has not returned, and there is no curtain.
Interpretation of vernacular Chinese: heavy and overlapping mountains. The mountains are so far away, the sky is so high, the smoke and water are so cold, but my thoughts are like maple leaves and flames. Chrysanthemum bloom flowers fall, and the days go by day. The wild geese in Saibei are flying south in the sky, but the people they miss have not come back yet. The long bright moon shines on the curtains and floats in the wind.
2, "Jiangling Sorrow Hope to Send Zi 'an/Jiangling Sorrow Hope to Send" in the Tang Dynasty
There are thousands of maple leaves, and the river bridge is covered with dusk sails.
Remember that your heart is like the Xihe River, which flows eastward day and night.
Interpretation of vernacular Chinese: In a sad late autumn, maple leaves float on the river. At this time, a west wind blew, and the trees all over the mountain rustled. I'm sorry to hear that, little girl. At first glance, the river bridge is hidden in the maple forest. It's already dusk, and I haven't seen my lover return by boat. I am eager to see my lover come back, little girl. Miss your lover as the water of Xijiang River, and miss him as the length of running water.
Maple leaf is a maple leaf, which is generally palmately divided, about 13cm long, slightly wider than the palm of an adult. Lobes have several prominent teeth, the base is heart-shaped, the leaves are rough, the upper part is medium green to dark green, the lower veins are hairy, and they turn yellow to orange or red in autumn. But a few areas are dark green.
The degree to which maple leaves turn red is related to time, drought, pollution, especially nitrogen deficiency. The red maple leaves are actually the result of maple trees responding to natural pressure. Change 636f7079323131335323631343231363533313333331333. It is found that the pressure of nutrition, especially the lack of nitrogen, makes the maple leaves turn red earlier and more thoroughly.
4. What are the poems about "Acacia in Autumn"?
1. Tianjin Sha Qiu Si Ma Yuan Zhiyuan
Dead vines, old trees, faint crows,
Small bridges and flowing water,
The ancient road and the west wind are thin.
The sun went down,
Heartbroken people are at the end of the world.
2. The Fisherman's Pride Qiu Si Song Fan Zhongyan
The scenery in Qiu Lai is different, and Hengyang Goose is unknown. Around, the sound of the horn sounded, thousands of miles away, and the long smoke closed.
A glass of turbid wine is Wan Li's home, but Ran Yan hasn't come home yet. Qiang tube covered with frost, people do not sleep. The general was white-haired and in tears.
3. Qiu Si Tang Zhangji
The annual autumn wind blows to Luoyang city, and my wandering son doesn't know how his relatives in his hometown are; Writing a letter to peace has too much to say and I don't know where to start.
When the letter is written, I am worried that I have not finished what I want to say; When the messenger started, he opened the envelope and gave it to him.
4. "Qiu Si" Song Luyou
Possession drives people to run around, like 10,000 sudden fire cows, but not like a Jianghu ranger and as free as a Sha Ou bird.
Day after day, I feel so idle in my spare time. Even the biggest thing is getting drunk.
In the knocking sound of Yi Dao, the moon in the lane is sinking, the trees by the well are shaking their leaves, and my hometown is autumn.
I want to see the place from a very far height, and I can stand in front of Baizu Building like Chen Deng, which is a great event in the world.
5. Qiu Si Tang Libai
Swallow branches and yellow leaves fall, and my concubine looks at the platform. Yun Lan broke at sea, and autumn scenery came.
Hu Bing went to Shaguan, and Han Shi went to Guanguan. If you don't come back for a day, the grass will be destroyed.
6. Zhang Songji's "Shu Lian Dan Yu Yue Gui Zhi Xiang Qiu Si"
It rained well on the plane. Fall into the autumn sound and be shattered by the wind. The clothes are moist, and the thread is curled up in the furnace and submerged. You have been drunk for many years. One minute autumn, one minute haggard. The purple flute is broken, the plain sound hates cutting, and the night is cold.
Why bother, desolate guest. Chun Lv, negative thatched cottage, empty bamboo creek. Fallen leaves and westerly winds blew the old world several times. I used to know the Jianghu like the back of my hand. Listening to business songs leads to prosperity. Dew invades wine, and the curtain is thin and bright, which makes people sleepless.
7. "15 nights full moon to send Du Langzhong" Tang
There are crows in Bai Shu and osmanthus in Coody Leng in the atrium.
I don't know who Qiu Si will meet tonight.
8. "The Leaking Jade Furnace Fragrance" Ting Yun, Tang Wen
Jade furnace incense, red wax tears, partial according to painting hall Qiu Si. The eyebrows are thin, the eyes are thin, the clouds are residual, and the night is long and the pillow is cold.
Buttonwood tree, it is raining in the middle of the night, and the hobby that never leaves is bitter. A leaf, a sound, empty footsteps fall into the light.
9. Man Fang Ting Nanyuan Blows Flowers Song Yan Dao Ji
Flowers blow in Nanyuan, leaves are engraved in the West Building, and the garden is full of joy. With Qiu Si, I remembered the accidental old meeting. A few songs, Yunmeng, poor, Hanshui things. I haven't been here for a long time. I don't feel anything. The word is Zheng Hong.
The years are still less delicious, the chrysanthemums are broken, and the streams are falling. Wandering around, respecting the west wind in front of the bright moon. Who hates this, as * * * said, clear sorrow and pay, green glass. When the ceremony arrives and returns, the sleeves are red.
10. Qiu Si Tang Bai Juyi
Sleep at night and dream less, beginning of autumn thought. Lonely and sunny, depression comes early and cold.
Birds live in red leaves and the moon shines with moss. Besides, I am middle-aged and over 32 years old in the mirror.
5. Red Leaf Poetry and Ancient Poetry
Red leaves
Author Wu Rong, Tang Dynasty,
The dew-stained frost is light and dry, and turns bright in the sunset.
And the smoke falling in autumn will be a thousand miles of love with the waves.
Several birds are hiding in jathyapple, but the whole family is accompanied by the sound of flies.
At that time, I didn't hate watching the breeze cut into colors.
Today, they became husband and wife friends, only to know that Hongye is a good medium. -Tang Han's "On Wedding Banquet Collection",
The far shore is white in autumn, and the distant mountains are red in night. -Tang Du Fu's Five Poems of Akita
Try to go to the bottom of the building, but I'm afraid of spring fever. -Liu Yuxi's "Two Songs in Autumn"
Sleeping on the earth shook everything about Qiu Lai. -Song Xin Qiqi "Man Jiang Hong has Southern Yan and Fan Kuoyun"
Autumn scenery is worthy of the name, and the red leaves are full of mountains; The loose path is suitable, and Huang Ju bypasses Dongli. -Guan Hanqing in Yuan Dynasty
The book of red leaves:
There is a red leaf by the river, a kind of lovesickness poem. The story of a thousand years ago, Lushe people, a century-old marriage poem.
Red leaves are poems without poems, so there is no inscription for maids. Autumn is back, and the red leaves are there, and pieces of red leaves provoke Qiu Si.
The red leaves in Xishan are good, and the dew is heavy. -Chen Yi
It can blow off the golden leaves in autumn and bloom beautiful flowers in spring. -Li Qiao "Wind"
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. -Du Mu's Mountain Walk in the Tang Dynasty
Many red leaves in the temple burned people's eyes, and the moss on the ground dyed horseshoes. -Wang Jian's "Jiangling is a thing"
Fragrant green curtains are mostly in water, and green leaves are better than flowers. -Nalan Xingde
There are many fallen leaves by the maple trees, and autumn water comes late in Dongting.
Alone, there is no distance, and the white clouds and bright moon hang in Hunan and Hubei.
-Jia Zhi's Three Pan-Dongting Lake Poems of the First Arrival of Baling and Shi Libaipei (Part Two)
Qiu Shu, who lives in the breeze, has been drinking for many years. Drunk as frost leaves, although red is not spring.
-Bai Juyi's "Drunk to Red Leaves"
6. What are the love poems about "Red Leaves"?
Love poems about "Red Leaves" are as follows
1. "The young mermaid broke the bottom with a jade stick."
Year: Song Author: Yan
Jade stirrup knocks on Suidi Road. Laugh at Zhu Hu. Suyun condensed the pale moon, which was beautiful. Duck head spring water, Mulan boat outside the door.
I am used to blowing flowers and picking flowers. Meet at night. When the flute leans against the floor. You should hate not mentioning red leaves to send acacia.
2. "Butterfly Lovers, Moss Red Leaf Garden"
Year: Song Author: Yan
The yard is covered with moss and red leaves. When Jin Ju opened its business, it was near the Double Ninth Festival. Every day, lotus leaves the green fan. Smoke in the powder pool is like practice. Try to lean against the cool breeze to sober up the noodles. When the word goose comes, it meets the building. When will it be frost-proof? Whose reed flute blows autumn grievances?
3. "Linjiang Fairy Peach, Plum, Fly and Grow Old in Spring"
Year: Song Author: Jiang Teli
Peach, plum and flying flowers are getting old in spring, and Haitang is fragrant. Before the court, the red medicine had already happened. Before bloom, there was Kao.
From now on, you must get drunk every day, so don't interfere with your business. I'm not too lazy when I'm old. Your majesty, look. Pan's sideburns are frosted.
4. "He Xin Lang Meirui is vague"
Year: Song Author: Han Lian
Meirui is gone. Years old, Hua Shen, but embarrassed, bonzi idle. Surrounded by mountains, wild forests and red leaves, the sunset is lonely. I want to send it. What is a cloud? The substrate is sparse and steep, similar to flowers that don't blow incense. Reluctant to fold, so happy. It's freezing in western Western jackdaw. It's beautiful at the beginning of the trough. Drink the same wine if you want to get drunk, and it will pay off. Old attitude, muddy invasion. Explore the existence of solitary springs. Ren is a white plum. Empty, how can you?
5. "Xie Xinen Ran Ran Qiu Guang can't stay"
Date: Tang Author: Li Yu
Ran Ran Qiu Guang can't stay, and the red leaves are full of dusk.
It's the Double Ninth Festival again, landing on the pavilion and fragrant dogwood.
Purple chrysanthemums, floating in the courtyard, rainy at night in the smoke cage.
Brave brave new swallow's cold voice, worried about similar age.