What is the poem written by Qiu Si?

Tianjin Sha (former) Ma 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.

Qiu Si in the Southern and Northern Dynasties

When the waves are clear and the flow rate is low,

It's early morning in Hualin.

Lotus dew falls,

Willow is sparse in the middle of the month.

Wei Yan's quilt,

Zhao Liudai Huang Tuo.

Acacia stops,

Dream of being far away from home.

Bai Juyi Qiu Si

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.

Don Bai Juyi Qiu Si

The sunset glow is red, and the clear sky is better than the blue.

There are different animal shapes and clouds, bowing on the third day of the month.

The goose misses the north, and the anvil is full of water.

The smell of gloomy autumn is easy to understand before you get old.

Tang Baorong Qiu Si

Chu Keqiu was sadder and the emperor was silent. When it's okay, my life and my body are different.

Good times, like birds, have changed back into stories. Waste autumn will be returned, and the ice will be frozen.

Life is not old, and Fahua can avoid it. I feel that I cherish my prime, and my prime is not expensive.

Although I have worked hard in my life, it is difficult to achieve glory. Just to hit the horn song, but ashamed to carve the sword.

My teacher doesn't say anything about life. I'm grateful if I think about it.

Tang qiusi

The heat removed the pliers, and it floated in the autumn for half an hour.

See you in the drizzle pond.

Short hair is not enough to comb, and the pillow is cold and lazy.

I have divided this in my life, and there is nothing unfair about it.

Tang qiusi

The green ape cries at night, and the new autumn rain falls into the sky.

Who loves the bright moon and sits in a boat?

Tang Libai Qiu Si

The spring sun is like yesterday, and the trees sing orioles. The grass grows at dusk and the cool wind blows.

Under the autumn leaves, the moon is cold and the chickens are sad. Sit and rest in sorrow, and the Millennium withers and blooms.

Tang Libai Qiu Si

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.

Tang people

Look at the autumn wind in Luoyang,

The writer's book is full of meaning.

I can't talk about it in a hurry

Pedestrians came and opened again.

Liu Yuxi's Two Autumn Poems

Since ancient times, I feel sad and lonely every autumn. I think autumn is more than spring.

There is no one in the clear sky in Wan Li, and a crane, Ling Yunfei, has aroused my meditation on the blue sky.

The mountains and rivers are clear and frosty at night, and several trees are deep red and light yellow.

Trying to get under a tall building is as crazy as spring.