First, "Qiu Si"-Zhang Tang Ji.
The annual autumn wind blows to Luoyang city, and my wandering son doesn't know how his relatives in his hometown are; Writing a letter to peace has too much to say and I don't know where to start. When the letter is written, I am worried that I have not finished what I want to say; When the messenger started, he opened the envelope and gave it to him.
Appreciation: The annual autumn wind blows into Luoyang City again. I wonder what happened to my relatives in my hometown? Write a letter from home to greet peace. There are so many things to say and I don't know where to start.
The letter has been written, but I'm afraid I haven't finished what I want to say in a hurry; When the messenger set out, he opened the envelope and returned it to him.
Second, "Qiu Si"-Song Lu you.
Possession drives people to run around, like 10,000 sudden fire cows, but not like a Jianghu ranger and as free as a Sha Ou bird. Day after day, I feel so idle in my spare time. Even the biggest thing is getting drunk. In the knocking sound of Yi Dao, the moon in the lane is sinking, the trees by the well are shaking their leaves, and my hometown is autumn. I want to see the place from a very far height, and I can stand in front of Baizu Building like Chen Deng, which is a great event in the world.
Appreciation: Profits drive people to run around like 10,000 powder kegs. It is better to be a Jianghu person, wandering around the world and as free as a European bird.
One day is like a year, and the same is true when you have nothing to do in your spare time. Even if it's a big deal, I'm fine when I'm drunk.
In the knocking sound of the clothes-smashing stick, the bright moon in the deep lane gradually sinks to the west, and the buttonwood tree by the well suddenly shakes its leaves, only to know that it is autumn in my hometown.
I want to look far and wide, but I have nowhere to climb. How can I stand on a hundred feet upstairs and talk about world affairs like Chen Deng?
Third,' Qiu Si'-Tang Bai Juyi
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.
Appreciation: In autumn, Bai Juyi is sick, lonely and depressed, and feels old.
I haven't dreamed since I was ill. In autumn, I often stand idly, lost in thought. Lonely Bai Juyi felt that the autumn chill of depression had arrived. Thirty-two years have passed since the bird perched on the red leaf tree, the moon shone on the moss and reflected itself in the mirror.