The sad poems describing the autumn leaves are:
The Mountain Walk
When? Don? Author:? Tu Mu
is far away from Hanshan, and there are people in Bai Yunsheng.
stop and sit in the maple grove late, and the frost leaves are redder than the February flowers.
2. a night-mooring near maple bridge
year:? Don? Author:? Zhang Ji
frosty night and Jiang Feng are worried about sleeping.
At Hanshan Temple outside Gusu City, the midnight bell goes to the passenger ship.
3. The Song of Yan
Date:? Wei and Jin dynasties? Author:? Cao pi
the autumn wind is bleak, the weather is cool, the grass and trees are shaken and exposed to frost, and the flock of Yan's words return to the south.
I miss you, and you are heartbroken, and you are homesick for your hometown. Why do you send it to stay for a long time?
My concubine keeps her room alone, and she is afraid to forget her worries and worries, so she doesn't feel her clothes stained with tears.
When you play the piano and sing the strings, you can't sing short songs for a long time.
The bright moon shines on my bed, and the stars and the Hans flow west to night is still young.
Petunia and Weaver Girl look at each other from a distance, so why not limit the river beam?
4.
year:? Don? Author:? Du Fu
in a sharp gale from the wide sky apes are whimpering, birds are flying homeward over the clear lake and white sand.
leaves are dropping down like the spray of a waterfall, while I watch the long river always rolling on.
I have come three thousand miles away. Sad now with autumn, and with my hundred years of woe, I climb this height alone.
ill fortune has laid a bitter frost on my temples, heart-ache and weariness are a thick dust in my wine.
5. Autumn Rain Sigh
Date:? Don? Author:? Du fu
in the rain, a hundred herbs rot in autumn, and the cassia under the steps is bright in color.
the leaves are covered with branches and feathers, and countless gold coins bloom.
the cool breeze blows you in a hurry, for fear that you will find it difficult to be independent in the future.
in class, the scholar has a blank head, and the breeze smells sweet and cries.