1, stay at the rockfall pavilion and send a message to Cui Yonghe and Cui Zhou.
Li Shangyin [Tang Dynasty]
Bamboo dock is clean and clear, and acacia is separated from the city.
Autumn frost flies late, leaving dry lotus to listen to the rain.
Translation:
Surrounded by bamboo forests outside Luoting, the scenery outside the pavilion is completely new after the rain. Acacia love flies far away, but across a heavy high city.
The sky in late autumn is gloomy, and the season of frost flying is late. The lotus leaf in the water has withered, leaving only a few dead leaves for people to listen to the sound of raindrops dripping.
2. Go upstairs in autumn night to see Nanjiang entering Shixing County Road.
[Tang] Zhang Jiuling
In quicksand, the sky crystal is frosted first.
How far is Tianjin Road when you look at the threshold for a long time?
Thinking about the outside world, I hope the clouds are full.
What can I do if I don't talk about myself?
I'll whisper which cloud floats with the flowers.
The horse crouched, and the caged bird thought of the distant sign.
At the age of 20, it is cloudy and empty at night.
Things are rare, and physical fatigue is close to fame.
Looking in, I feel that today is, and I sigh when it will be flat.
Translation:
The water on the road is reduced, exposing the beach, which is the crystallization of the first frost sky.
Looking at the railing, the road is affectionate.
I want to cross the mountains and watch all the clouds happen.
Most things in the DPRK are powerless, and unremitting efforts have not succeeded.
My old white sideburns are floating in the cool breeze. Who said it was an official's colorful crown tassel?
The horse tied to the trough was tied, curled up and unable to straighten, and the caged bird that was not free missed the long journey.
The end of the year is approaching dusk (the year will be old), wandering around in vain day and night.
The value of things is their feelings, and the reason for physical and mental fatigue is to pursue fame and gain.
Introspection: Resignation is the right way. Looking back, sigh when it is fair.
3. Fisherman Ao
[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.
Translation:
Autumn is coming, and the scenery in the northwest frontier is very different from that in Jiangnan. The geese flying to Hengyang have no intention of staying at all. At dusk, the horn sounded, and unique wind, horse flute, Qiang flute and horn sounded from all directions. In the rolling mountains, the sun sets, the smoke rises and the gates of an isolated city are closed.
After drinking a glass of turbid wine, I can't help thinking of my relatives thousands of miles away. At present, the war is not peaceful, and my fame and fortune have not yet been established. You can't plan ahead. There was a long sound of Qiang flute in the distance. It's very cold, and the ground is covered with frost and snow. It's late at night, and it's hard for people fighting outside to fall asleep. Both generals and soldiers have been dyed white by frost and snow, so they have to cry silently.
4. Night berth near Fengqiao
Ji Zhang
Crows fell on the moon, crowed coldly, slept on maple trees, and slept in fishing lanes by the river.
In the lonely Hanshan Temple outside Suzhou, the bell that rang in the middle of the night reached the passenger ship.
Translation:
At the setting of the moon, crows crow and it is cold all over the sky. Facing the maple trees on the river and the fishing fires on the boat, I am sad and sleepless.
In Hanshan Temple outside Gusu City, the bell ringing in the middle of the night reached my passenger ship.
5. Two autumn poems
Liu Yuxi [Tang Dynasty]
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.
Translation:
Since ancient times, people have lamented the loneliness of autumn every year, but I think autumn is far better than spring.
It's crisp in autumn in Wan Li and clear in Wan Li, and a white crane has brought my interest in poetry to the blue sky.
Autumn is here, the scenery is beautiful, and it has begun to frost at night; Leaves and branches are red and yellow now.
If you don't believe that the autumn scenery is so elegant and beautiful, you can try to look up at the stairs, and you will suddenly feel bitterly clear and calm, and how can you be as frivolous as the bustling and colorful spring?
6. Frost Moon
Li shangyin
Just beginning to hear the chirping of the southern geese, the chirping of cicadas has disappeared, and I climbed to the top, looking as far as I can, and the water is natural.
The frost goddess and the moon are not afraid of the cold, and they are more beautiful and pure in the cold and frost recreation.
Translation:
At first, I heard the chirping of geese traveling to the south, and the chirping of cicadas had disappeared. I climbed up the 100-foot-high building and looked as far as possible, and the water and the sky met.
In the middle of the month, the frost goddess Qingnv and Chang 'e are not afraid of the cold, and they are more beautiful and beautiful in the cold and frost.
7. "Doing Good and Walking Early"
Wen [Tang]
I began to recruit priests in the morning and felt sorry for my hometown.
When a chicken crows at the Maodian Moon, people walk on the Banqiao Frost.
Mistletoe leaves fall on the mountain road, and orange flowers are on the wall of the post.
Because they remembered Ling Du's dream, the geese returned home full of food.
Translation:
Get up at dawn, the bells of horses and chariots have shaken; On the long journey, the wanderer misses his hometown sadly.
The chicken is loud and clear, and the thatched shop is bathed in the afterglow of Xiao Yue; Banqiao is full of frost, so guests should follow their feet first.
Withered oak leaves are covered with barren hills and roads; By the mud wall of the post office, bitter oranges are blooming brightly.
Recalling the beautiful scene of dreaming of Ling Du last night, flocks of ducks and geese were playing in the lake pond on the shore.
8. Watching the sun and guests shoot in the West Park in September, I can't shoot it.
Ye Mengde? Song dynasty
The first frost is quiet, and autumn promotes the west wind. At the beginning of the cold sound, I entered the phoenix tree at midnight. Looking back at Gaocheng from a bird's eye view, I am thousands of miles away from Guanhe and drunk with you. The drums are folded into Xiaoming, and the flying horse pulls the bow.
As the year is approaching, the guests smile and ask the old man. Life is full of heroism, and Shen Ling is a hero. What is a feast tiger? When you swing a string, the two geese fall far away. It's a pity to look back at the clouds when I'm old.
Translation:
On September 15, the guests practiced archery in the West Park, but I couldn't practice because of illness. The guest obviously won. General Yue De, the bow is more powerful than two stones and five fights, and he can get three shots in a row, which surprised the guests watching the war. So write this word to the guests. It was windy the night before and it began to get cold the next day.
At the beginning of September, it was frosty, the sky was high and the clouds were light, and the autumn wind whirled to urge the west wind to move. At midnight, I heard a weak and cold wind, shaking the raining deciduous phoenix tree. The sick man climbed the high wall and looked down, only to see the bleak mountains and rivers, drunk and drinking with your generation. The drums awakened the dawn, the horses galloped on the training ground, and the vigorous knights were all covered in bows.
Time flies, why do you all laugh at old people? Where is the pride of life now? Who is the real hero? The fierce warrior at dinner, waving, string sound, arrow penetration, two geese falling in the distant blue sky, how can I compare. I am really ashamed of my youth, but my heart is not old. Looking back, my heart is in the clouds in the north.
9. Yanmen Taishouhang
Li He [Tang Dynasty]
Enemy soldiers rolled in like dark clouds in an attempt to tear down the city wall; Our army was ready, and the sun shone on the armor, glittering with gold.
In autumn, the loud bugle sounded; The soldier's blood became dark in the night.
The red flag rolled half, and the reinforcements rushed to Xiao; The night frost is heavy and the drums are gloomy.
I want to report to you on the golden platform, and I want to take Yulong to your death.
Translation:
Enemy soldiers rolled in like dark clouds, trying to destroy the city wall; The soldiers' armor shone golden in the sun.
The bugle sounded in the autumn sky, and the blood of frontier soldiers was purple in the cold night.
The red flag is half-rolled, and reinforcements rush to Xiao; The night is frosty and the drums are gloomy.
In order to repay the monarch's reward and love, he is willing to fight for his country to the death with a sword in his hand.
10. Nanxiangzi Jiujiu Hanhui Building belongs to Xu Junyou.
[Song] Su Shi
The first frost water marks, light blue scales exposed to the distant continent.
The wine is fading away, the wind is soft and chilly, and the broken hat is affectionate but affectionate.
If the festival is rewarded, it will ruin the autumn.
Everything is a dream in the end. Take a rest. The yellow butterfly will worry tomorrow.
Translation:
In the early frost and late autumn, the water level drops, and the sandbar in the middle of the river is exposed in the distance. I didn't know that the breeze was blowing until the strength of the wine dropped, which made people feel chilly. Broken hat is sentimental and reluctant to be blown off by the wind.
How to spend the Double Ninth Festival is just drinking to kill time. Everything in the world is an empty dream for a moment, so don't mention the past again. After the Double Ninth Festival, the color and fragrance of chrysanthemums will be greatly reduced, and even butterflies obsessed with chrysanthemums will sigh and worry.