"On an Autumn Night, Living in Leisure and Saying Farewell to Lu Qishi Yutan in the Rain"
Era: Tang Author: Dou Mou
Yan Yan bid farewell to the nest, the cicada shed its branches, and became poor Accumulated rain damages the fence.
The night is long and the eaves are cold and there is no sleep, and the day is full of smoke and smoke in the kitchen, but no cooking is done.
Wuzhu’s words can be learned, but the five poems of joining the army are just for nothing.
My old friend rides his horse towards the angel, and I may know the sound of autumn in Luoxia.
"Returning to Lushan in the Autumn Evening to Leave Fellow Taoist Friends"
Year: Tang Dynasty Author: Zhou He
I started to fall ill in Lingyang, thinking about the green sky, and put on my clothes after the autumn wind blew. .
Everyone sees the moon-born stone teeth, but the frost falls on the treetops and leaves alone in sorrow.
Having allowed the monk to build a quiet retreat, he turned the woodcutter to his side.
I don’t mind the old hermit passing away, Luyue is close to the sky and I have a good chance to rest.
"Autumn Night Banquet Farewell to Lu Shiyu"
Era: Tang Dynasty Author: Zhu Qingyu
The wind pavilion's strings and pipes are exquisite, and the jade leaks make a new sound.
The fragrance of green tea sobers up the drunkenness, and the cold lamp illuminates people quietly.
Qingban has no intention of falling in love, and his career is originally poor.
The road to Qingshan Mountain is clear, and whoever comes there will go to Ma Chen.
"Autumn Farewell"
Era: Tang Author: Luo Ye
The farewell road is full of weeping willows, and the autumn wind is sad and orchestral.
After the brothel king goes, who will the moon be full for?
"Jinling Autumn Poems Farewell to Jiang Shouweng"
Era: Song Dynasty Author: Chai Wang
Reminiscent of returning to the west wind with folded wings, and the fence was covered with yellow chrysanthemums every time.
There is no friend in the ten books, and there is a divergence in the road thousands of miles away from home.
The years are easy to frighten the lonely guest's dream, but the writing is harder than when I was a teenager.
The leaves of the Dihua and the reeds are gone, but there are new branches of the cinnamon tree.