Poetry describing the desolation and sadness of autumn

This poem describing bleak autumn is as follows:

1, Guangdong Tianjingsha Qiu Si

Ma Zhiyuan

Old vines are faint crows, small bridges are flowing, and old roads are thin horses. When the sun sets, heartbroken people are at the end of the world. Old trees cling to vines, and crows return home at dusk.

Under the small bridge, the stream is gurgling, and people are smoking in the kitchen beside the stream. I rode an old horse in the autumn wind. Walking slowly on the deserted ancient road. As the sun sets, extremely sad wanderers wander outside, and no one cares.

Step 2 climb high

Du Fu

The wind is fast and high, the ape cries sadly, and the birds are circling in the white sand.

The endless trees are rustling leaves, and the Yangtze River is rolling unpredictably.

Li in the sad autumn scenery, a wanderer all the year round, lives alone on the high platform in today's illness.

After all the hardships and hatred, the white hair is full, and the wine glasses are damaged.

The autumn wind is blowing mercilessly, and the ape's voice is very sad. Bai Niao from Zhou Zhuqing Beach has gone home. The endless yellow leaves are lying flat on the ground, and the Yangtze River is rolling in without end.

I am a wanderer in Wan Li, living in other places all the year round. It is even more sad to see such autumn scenery. I have been ill since I was born, and today I am alone on the high platform. I deeply complain that my temples are gray, and turbid wine relieves my worries, but I am so poor that I need to give up drinking.

Xijiangyue is a big dream.

Su Shi

It's a big dream in the world, how many times is it cool in autumn? At night, the sound of wind blowing leaves rings in the gallery. Look at the eyebrows and temples.

The wine base is often worried about fewer customers, and the moon is cloudy. Who is alone with * * * on Mid-Autumn Festival? Looking at the north sadly.

Everything in the world is a big dream. How many sad autumn has life experienced? At night, the sound of the wind blowing leaves resounded throughout the night. Looking at myself, my face is sad and my hair is white at my temples.

Wine is not good wine, and it is often worried because there are few guests. Although the moon is bright, it is always covered by clouds. On the Mid-Autumn Festival, who can enjoy this wonderful moonlight with me? I can only pick up my glass alone and look sadly to the north.

4. It's autumn when the sky is high and the clouds are light.

Bai Pu

The sunset in the lonely village, the light smoke from the old tree in the west of Western jackdaw, and the shadow of Hong Fei. Green mountains and green waters, white grass, red leaves and yellow flowers.

As the sun sets, the sunset clouds gradually disperse, leaving only a few dim colors, reflecting how lonely the quiet village is in the distance. Light smoke gradually drifted into the distance, several birds and crows perched on withered old trees, and a wild goose flew down in the distance and painted the sky. There are green mountains and trees in the distance. What a colorful Qiu Jingtu.

5. Night parking 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.

The moon is setting, crows are crowing, and the cold is coming. I can't sleep because I'm worried about maple trees and fishing fires by the river. The lonely and quiet Hanshan Temple outside Gusu City arrived at the passenger ship late at night.