From the East Building of Xianyang City written by Xu Hun, a poet in the Tang Dynasty.
Original poem
East Tower of Xianyang City
Climb high and miss the ancient oil for thousands of miles, but the willows in your eyes are like Jiangnan.
The red sunset is in the temple outside the temple, and the wind has not yet come, and the wind has already blown the buildings in Xianyang.
At dusk, birds fly in the garden, and in late autumn, cicadas chirp in the leafy trees.
Passers-by don't ask about the past, only the Weihe River flows eastward as always.
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When Wan Li was climbing a tall building, homesickness came to him. In his eyes, water plants and willows are like Tingzhou in the south of the Yangtze River. Sunset rose from the clouds outside the pavilion, and strong winds blew all over the Xianyang Tower before the rain. At dusk, birds fly in the overgrown garden, and in late autumn, cicadas sing in the trees with dead leaves and branches. Passers-by don't ask about the past, only Weishui flows eastward as always.
2, the setting sun is ruthless and affectionate, it urges thousands of trees to sing. ?
From the Song Dynasty poet Yang Wanli's Walking in the Garden in Early Autumn.
Original poem
Walking in the nursery in early autumn
The setting sun is ruthless and affectionate, urging all the trees to sing at dusk.
Cicada seems to be around, but you can't find it, because when you find it, it seems to know that you are coming, and the cry stops immediately. .
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Walking in the garden in early autumn seems heartless, but in fact it is the most affectionate. The cicadas in the trees in the garden sang loudly and desperately in the short time when the sun set, and the whole garden was full of cicadas. The chirping of cicadas seems to be around, but you can't find them, because when you find it, it seems to know that you are coming, and the chirping stops immediately. ?
In the woods of Qiu Chan, these mysterious birds died peacefully.
It was anonymous in the Han Dynasty that the moon was bright in the sky and there was a song every night.
Original poem
The moon shines in the sky
The bright moon shines that night, promoting the singing of the East Wall.
Yuheng refers to Meng Dong, and the stars are vivid.
Thousands of years of exposure to weeds, the season suddenly changes.
In the woods of Qiu Chan, this mysterious bird died peacefully.
Yesterday, I was a friend of the same family, holding high and shaking six purlins.
If you don't want to join hands, you will abandon me like a relic.
There is a fight between the north and the south, and the morning glory does not bear the yoke.
What's the use of not having a solid name?
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The bright moonlight shines in the night sky, and crickets chirp from time to time in the east corner. The jade star in the Big Dipper has pointed to Meng Dong, and many stars in the sky are so shining. The crystal dew has covered the weeds on the ground, and it's summer in Qiu Lai. Qiu Chan's intermittent chirp came from the branches. I don't know where the swallow is going. In the past, my fellow friends who walked hand in hand with me have already soared.
But they don't miss our friendship at all, just as pedestrians dislike footprints and me! Neither invivo nor the Big Dipper can be used to hold things and pour wine, nor can Altair be used to pull carts with yokes! No matter how good the friendship is, it can't be rock solid. What's the use of thinking about the cold world in name only?
4. In August, the cold current crossed the border, and cicadas sang and sang thin.
The First Song of Saigon by Wang Changling, a poet in the Tang Dynasty.
Original poem
The first part of the fortress
The withered mulberry trees sing cicadas, and the intersection of Xiaoguan in August is crisp in autumn.
After leaving the frontier, the climate turned cold and it was full of yellow reeds.
Heroes are coming to you, and the ice is old and dusty.
Learn to boast about brave rangers and horses.
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Cicada chirps in the withered mulberry forest, and autumn is crisp on Xiaoguan Road in August. After entering the fortress, the climate became cold, and the inside and outside of the pass were all yellow reeds. Heroes who have come to Shanxi and Hebei since ancient times are always accompanied by sand and dust. Don't be like that brave ranger who boasted about his war horse.
I don't know who to talk about, cicadas on the river are ringing all over my ears.
From the Tang Dynasty poet Cen Can's "The Old Duke Tours Two Provinces with Sad Autumn in the Guest Room"
Original poem
Guest house mourns autumn and cherishes two provinces.
Three times as big as A Lang, you are old. When you go out, you will keep the Five Classics and Autumn.
Mo Yan's Lord doesn't need help, and he shouldn't rest all his life.
The years on earth are like flowing water, and the autumn wind in the guest house rises again today.
I don't know who I am worried about, and cicadas on the river are full of ears.
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I have worked as a Langguan several times and have been in the county for five years. Don't say that the wise monarch will not be appointed, but the people all over the world are worried! Look at the time on the earth like running water, and watch the autumn wind whistling in the guest house. Full of worries, I don't know who to talk to, but I'm listening to cicadas on the river!