Poetry describing November
1. "Wind and Rain on November 4th"
(Southern Song Dynasty) Lu You
Zhang Wugu Village does not mourn for itself, but still thinks of guarding the Luntai for the country.
I lie down at night listening to the wind and rain, and the iron horse glacier falls into my sleep.
2. "Drunk and arrogant as a gift to Xiao" ", Yin Er Xie Lv"
Era: Tang Author: Bai Juyi
There are many poor people in Yuhang, among whom the worst are Xiao and Yin:
Tianhan still has clothes on his body Ge, there is no whisk in the high steamer.
In November at Jiangcheng Mountain Temple, the north wind blew sand and snow.
The guests did not see the favor of the silk robe, and the concubines did not see the favor of the underwear.
At this time, the prefect felt ashamed and was still warm after putting on his clothes again.
Because of the fate of dyeing people and needle girls, I made two furs and gave them to the two kings.
Wu cotton is fine and soft, cinnamon cloth is dense, soft as a fox's armpit and white as clouds.
Lao donated the poems and books to me. Such a small favor is not worth mentioning.
I have a big fur that you haven’t seen yet. It’s as broad and warm as spring.
This Qiu is neither Zeng nor Dao. It is cut according to the law and the wadding is benevolent.
The knife and ruler are blunt and clumsy, and the craftsmanship has not yet been completed, and they are not wrapped alone when they come out.
If you pass the five examinations in the county, I will conquer the people of Hangzhou with you.
3. "Five Poems on the Journey to Jimen"
Era: Tang Dynasty Author: Gao Shi
Jimen is old and full of independent thoughts. He was all alone, and his hair and temples were all white. Xun
Yong
Now that I have passed away, I don’t know General Huo.
The Han family can use force to open up poor and foreign lands. The garrison seats are tired of chaff kernels, and they have enough food and clothing.
When I look at the pavilion, I feel like crying.
In November in the border town, it was raining and snowing. Yuan Rong's orders were strict, but the men and horses were light and fat. Qiang
Hu has endless days, when will he return from the war?
There are many people riding and shooting in Youzhou, and they are very popular. Once he served as a general, he had a reputation for his comings and goings.
They hunted for autumn grass one after another and bowed their horns at each other.
Beyond the Great Wall, there is more smoke and dust at sunset. Although Hu Qi relied on the mausoleum, the Han soldiers did not care about themselves.
The ancient trees are full of empty space, and the yellow clouds are sad