The beautiful poem of autumn red leaves is famous: 1 1, Xie Luo scattered leaves. -Wang Zhu's "Poetry of a Wonder"
2. Autumn leaves in spring. -Fan Chengda's "Shui Long Yin"
3, but teach autumn leaves to fly. -Zhang Lun's "Xijiang Moon"
Autumn leaves are frosty, red and wet. -Zhang Xian's "More Leaks"
5, like autumn leaves before the wind. -Li Chi Ngai's "Good Things"
6. Frost withered autumn leaves. -Shi Xiaoyou's "Huanxisha"
7, untie three autumn leaves, can open February flowers. -Li Qiao "Wind"
8, the autumn wind bleak, Hongbo surges. -Cao Cao's Looking at the Sea
9. Plant a millet in spring and harvest 10,000 seeds in autumn. -Li Shen's "Compassion for Farmers"
10, Zhanzhan Yangtze River, with maple trees on it. -Ruan Ji's "Yong Huai"
1 1, dust does not break; Spring flowers and autumn leaves. -Nalan Xingde's "Qinyuanchun"
12, the fragrance of Fengxiang is quiet in the evening, and the shadow of Jinshan is beautiful. -Li He's "Shu Guo Xian"
13, autumn water is bright in Shi Gen, and autumn grass is sparse in Shi 'an. -Li He's Five Poems of Feeling Maple
14, an empty mountain after rain, standing in the autumn evening. -Wang Wei's Autumn Night in the Deep Mountains
15, late autumn smoke, rustling maple trees. -Dai Shulun's San Lv Temple
16, the mid-autumn leaves in the forest withered. -Shi Shaotan's "One Hundred and Four Poems"
17, the bushes in autumn are like Taoist priests, and the edge of the fence is more and more inclined. -Yuan Zhen's Chrysanthemum
18, I am always afraid that the autumn festival will come and the leaves of yellow flowers will wither. -"Han Yuefu Long Songs"
19. Climb the green maple with your hands and step on the yellow reed. -Bai Juyi's "South Lake Late Autumn"
20, thank you for your diligence, so that you can go to the world. -Tang Xuanzong's imperial secretary "Red Leaf Topic"
2 1, empty mountain after rain, standing in the autumn evening. -Wang Wei's Autumn Night in the Deep Mountains
22. When is the spring flower and autumn moon, how much is known about the past. -Li Yu's Young Beauty
23, silver candle cold painting screen, light Luo small fan flapping fireflies. -Mutu's autumn night
24, the weather is difficult, Wujiang red leaves are cold. -Zhang Kejiu's "Pu Tian Le Qiu Huai"
25. The window contains the autumn snow in Xiling, at the entrance of the boating in Wan Li, Wu Dong. -Du Fu's quatrains
26. Autumn has been sad and lonely since ancient times. I say autumn is better than spring. -Liu Yuxi's autumn poems
27, Yulu withered maple forest, Wushan Wuxia gas Xiao Sen-Du Fu's eight autumn songs are prosperous
28. The lake is in harmony with the autumn moon, and there is no wind mirror on the pool surface. -Liu Yuxi's "Looking at Dongting"
29, a year's good scenery must be remembered, the most is orange, orange and green. -Su Shi's To Liu Jingwen
30, lotus has no rain cover, chrysanthemum remnants still have Ao Shuang branches. -Su Shi's To Liu Jingwen
3 1, who can speak in the desolation? The west wind blows the old Danfeng. -Nalan Xingde's "The Recent Flowers"
32, Wan Li flying frost, fallen petal tree, Leng Yan don't recruit spring envy. -Zhang Yan's Luo Luoxiang Ye Hong
I want to say that I'm still resting, but I know it's cold and autumn. -Xin Qiji's Ugly Slave, Shuboshan Road
34. There is nothing to say about going to the West Building, and the moon is like a hook. Lonely phoenix tree deep courtyard locks clear autumn. -Li Yu's "Hui Huan"
35. The less Lin Yue falls, what is the old color of the west wind, and so on. -Wang's Luo Ji
36, beautiful scenery and frosting at night, a few trees are dark red and light yellow. -Liu Yuxi's "Two Songs in Autumn"
37. In late autumn, no one remembers who, and the leaves rustle. -Nalanxingde's "Nine Days of Mulberry Picking"
38. Dancing with the wind, I don't know what night it is. -Su Shi's Niannujiao Mid-Autumn Festival
39. All the gold is gone, and my young desire burns with the years. -Meng Haoran, "From Qin to Buddha Yuan"
40. I can see the trees on the wall in the distance, and I can hear the river looking for the sea. -Xu Hun's "Autumn Tour to the Capital" Tongmen Inn Title
4 1, Emei Mountain falls into Pingqiang River in the half moon and autumn. -Li Bai's "Emei Mountain Moon Song"
42, solitary flowers and leaves, ruined the clear autumn festival. -Nalan Xingde's "Qingpingle Lonely Flowers and Leaves"
43. When the cold wind crawls under my mat, the exposed city walls turn pale with the autumn moon. -Han Yi's Autumn Night and Qin Cheng's Poems
44. If I stay in Qiu Lai on September 8th, I will let a hundred flowers blossom. -Huang Chao's "Last Happiness"
45, Ma Sibian grass fist launched, carved Qingyun sleep open. -Liu Yuxi "The First Smell of Autumn Wind"
46. Luo Jing is a beautiful woman. -Jiang Kui's Partridge Days, Autumn of Ji You as I See It.
47. Why should I scare seagulls, even if I think about it, by giving the honorary position to any clown? . -Wang Wei is in my hotel, in Wangchuan after a heavy rain.
48. It was stormy last night, and autumn curtains rustled. -Li Yu's Crying at Night, Last Night's Storm
49. I clearly saw Guan Sai in my dream, and I don't know where to go. -Zhang's "Two Poems of Autumn Boudoir Thinking"
50. I wonder what year it is today. -Su Shi's "Mid-Autumn Festival with Water Tune and Ice Dust"
5 1, bamboo leaves are nothing to people, and chrysanthemums are no longer needed. -Du Fu's "Five Poems in Nine Days, the First Part"
52. Don't feel cold like water, lovesickness like frost. -Liu Chenweng's "Xijiang Moon and New Autumn Writing"
53. In the clear autumn festival in Leyuan Scenic Area, the ancient Xianyang Road is silent. -Li Bai's Qin Yi E Xiao Shengyan
54, autumn is getting late, and the frost letter reports yellow flowers. —— Ye Mengde's "Water Tone Begins, Autumn is getting late"
55, sex is still dusk, fireworks in the spring and autumn. -Li Xun's "Wushan is a cloud, the ancient temple is green".
Beautiful Poems of Red Leaves and Autumn Colors —— A Record of Sleeping in Niu Shan (Ⅱ) —— White.
On the west side of the river this night, there was not a cloud in the whole blue sky.
I looked at the moon on the deck and thought of the old general Xie in vain.
I have poems; I can read. He hears others, but it's not mine.
Tomorrow I will raise my sail and leave leaves behind me.
Jiangling is anxious to send his son there.
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.
Night parking near Fengqiao Zhangji
On a frosty night, Jiang Feng's fisherman is worried about sleeping.
Hanshan Temple outside Gusu City, the midnight bell arrives.
Xing Shan Dumu
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.
On Miao and Dai Calligraphy in San Lv
Yuan Xiang is inexhaustible, and Qu Song complains.
In late autumn, the smoke rises and the maple trees whisper.
Li shangyin
Who stays alone on a cold night, the rain is hard to break.
When Feng was drunk, she loved and hated.
On Tang Zhao's Leisure from Huainan Shooting at Li Pu
In earlier years, I paid tribute to enriching the people, but today I can't hide my shame.
New promises are like mountains, and old promises are like water.
The red leaves in Ma Si are rustling late, and the Yangtze River falls in autumn in Rizhao.
I don't hesitate to know my own advantages, but I'm worried about one thing.
Send Wen Shangshu to Luosong to see Kou Zhun.
Mix's red leaves are flying in front of the horse, sending Wang Sun home on a beautiful day.
However, you should be disappointed when you go to the old tour, so the autumn stream is covered with fish.
"Move the Capital" Song Author: Wu
I have been repairing the door for a long time, and I have no strong plan to donate books to China.
The mink fur is dusty, the cottage is late, and it is close to the rivers and lakes.
After falling on the blue sky and the moon, the rustling wild geese came early.
The old friend brought wine to send good things, and sent me to forget Lao Lu.
King Huai Gu Song of Jinling
Visit the ancient times in homesickness, spend a long time, and be alone in the autumn.
A bird with smoke leaves a bamboo, and several sails return to the boat under the rain.
The rustling dusk blows the red leaves, and the miserable Leng Yun collapses the old building.
The old country is desolate, who asks, and the heart is more romantic and does not recover.
Mr. Lu Xun wrote in the poem "Send Zeng Tian back to China"
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.
Guo Moruo once wrote a poem about red leaves:
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.