Song of Thatched Cottage Broken by the Autumn Wind
Tang Dynasty: Du Fu
The howling autumn wind in August rolled up the triple thatch on my house. Mao flies across the river and spreads across the outskirts of the river. The taller ones hang on the treetops, while the lower ones float around the pond. A group of children in the south village deceived me because I was old and weak, and I was a thief who could not stand it. He carried thatch into the bamboo without hesitation, his lips were burnt and his mouth was dry and he couldn't breathe. When he came back, he leaned on his staff and sighed. The wind in Russia makes the clouds dark, and the autumn desert turns dark. The quilt has been as cold as iron for many years, and the delicate child is lying on it and is cracked inside. There is no drying place for the leakage at the bedside, and the rain is like hemp on the feet and has not been stopped. Since my period is chaotic and I don’t sleep much, how can I get wet all night long? There are tens of millions of mansions in Ande, which can shelter all the poor people in the world with joy! Unmoved by wind and rain, it is as peaceful as a mountain. Alas! When I suddenly see this house in front of my eyes, my house alone will be broken down and frozen to death! (Death is also enough: Death is enough)
Tianjingsha·Autumn Thoughts
Yuan Dynasty: Ma Zhiyuan
Withered vines, old trees, dim crows, small bridges and flowing water People, the ancient road is westerly and the horse is thin. The sun sets in the west, and the heartbroken people are at the end of the world.
Yu Jia Ao·Autumn Thoughts
Song Dynasty: Fan Zhongyan
The scenery is different when autumn comes under the barrier, but the geese in Hengyang leave without paying attention. Sounds are heard from all sides, thousands of miles away, long smoke sets, the sun sets, and the lonely city closes. A cup of turbid wine can lead to a home thousands of miles away, but Yan Ran has no plan to return home. The Qiang pipes are covered with frost, people can't sleep, and the general's hair is white and his husband is in tears.
Climbing high
Tang Dynasty: Du Fu
The wind is strong, the sky is high, the apes are screaming in mourning, and the white birds are flying back from the clear sand in Zhugong. The endless falling trees rustled, and the endless Yangtze River rolled in. Wanli is always a guest in the sad autumn, but he has been sick for a hundred years and only appears on the stage. Difficulty and bitterness hate the frost on the temples, and the wine glass is stained by the new stop.
Three Five Seven Words / Autumn Wind Ci
Tang Dynasty: Li Bai
The autumn wind is clear, the autumn moon is bright, the fallen leaves gather and disperse, and the jackdaws are frightened. When will we know each other when we miss each other? It’s embarrassing to be here this night! Entering the door of my lovesickness, you know that my lovesickness is painful, long lovesickness makes you remember each other, and short lovesickness makes you infinite. If I had known that it would be such a stumbling block to people's hearts, why would I not have known each other in the first place.
Tianjingsha·Autumn
Yuan Dynasty: Bai Pu
The setting sun in the isolated village, the light smoke of jackdaws in the old trees, and the shadow of a flying dragon. Green mountains and green waters, white grass, red leaves and yellow flowers.
Autumn Ci·Part 1
Tang Dynasty: Liu Yuxi
Since ancient times, autumn has been sad and lonely, and I say that autumn is better than spring. A crane flies above the clouds in a clear sky, bringing poetry to the blue sky.
Su Muzhe·Nostalgia
Song Dynasty: Fan Zhongyan
The sky is blue, the leaves are yellow, the autumn colors are rolling, and the waves are green and cold. The mountains reflect the setting sun, the sky meets the water, and the fragrant grass is ruthless, even outside the setting sun. The soul of the dark country is chasing my thoughts on the journey, unless I leave good dreams to sleep every night. I rested and leaned alone high in the Mingyue Tower. The wine filled my heart with sadness, turning into tears of lovesickness. (Leave people to sleep, one work: Leave people to be drunk)
Reminiscing about my brother-in-law on a moonlit night
Tang Dynasty: Du Fu
The drums interrupt the pedestrian line, and the sound of wild geese is heard in the autumn. (Bian Qiu, one work: Qiu Bian) The dew is white tonight, and the moon is bright in my hometown. All my brothers are scattered, and I have no family to ask about life and death. The letter sent was not delivered, but the troops were not suspended.
Occasionally
Song Dynasty: Zhu Xi
It is easy for a young man to learn from an old man, and it is difficult to learn from an old man. One inch of time should not be taken lightly. Before I realized the dream of spring grass in the pond, the phoenix leaves in front of the steps already sounded the sound of autumn.
Yulou Chun·I don’t know how far you are after I say goodbye
Song Dynasty: Ouyang Xiu
I don’t know how far you are after I say goodbye. It's so desolate and depressing. As we go further and further away, there are no more books. I wonder where the fish will sink in the vast water. Late at night, the wind blows through the bamboos and brings out the rhyme of autumn. Thousand leaves and a thousand voices are filled with hatred. So I looked for it in my dream with a single pillow, but the dream failed to turn into a lamp and ignited.
Night Mooring at Maple Bridge
Tang Dynasty: Zhang Ji
The moon is setting, crows are crying, the sky is full of frost, Jiang Feng is fishing and the fire is facing melancholy. At Hanshan Temple outside Gusu City, the bell rang for the passenger ship at midnight.
Midnight Wu Song·Autumn Song
Tang Dynasty: Li Bai
There is a moon in Chang'an and the sound of thousands of households pounding their clothes. The autumn wind never blows away, but there is always love between the two. When the Huru are defeated, the good men will stop the expedition.
In the mountains
Tang Dynasty: Wang Wei
White rocks emerge from Jingxi River, and the red leaves are sparse in the cold weather. There is no rain on the mountain road, the sky is green and people's clothes are wet.
Autumn Thoughts
Tang Dynasty: Zhang Ji
Seeing the autumn wind in Luoyang city, I wanted to write a book with great meaning. I'm afraid that I can't say it all in a hurry, and the travelers are about to open the gate again.
Mountain Travel
Tang Dynasty: Du Mu
Far up the Hanshan Mountain, the stone path is sloping, and there is a home deep in the white clouds. (Depths 1: The Place of Life) I parked my car and sat in the maple forest at night, the leaves were as red as the flowers in February due to frost.
Moon Song of Mount Emei
Tang Dynasty: Li Bai
The half-cycle autumn moon of Mount Emei casts its shadow into the water of Pingqiang River. At night, the clear stream flows towards the Three Gorges. I miss you and go down to Yuzhou without seeing you.
Eight Autumn Poems
Tang Dynasty: Du Fu
The jade dew withered the maple forest, and the Wushan Gorge was desolate. The waves in the river are surging from the sky, and the wind and clouds are blocking the ground. Clusters of chrysanthemums burst into tears, and a lonely boat ties the heart of my hometown. Hanyi is urging the knife and ruler everywhere, and Baidi City is high and anxious at dusk.
The sun sets in the isolated city of Kui Mansion, and every time I look up at the Big Dipper, I look at Beijing. After listening to the ape's real tears three times, he was sent to follow the eighty-eight-year-old monk. The incense burner in the painting is hidden from the pillow, and the pink battlements of the mountain tower are hidden in sadness. Please look at the wisteria moon on the stone and the reed flowers in front of the island.
Qianjiashan Guo Jing Zhaohui, Ririjiang Tower sits green and micro. The fishermen in Xinsu are still ordinary, and the swallows are flying in the autumn. Kuang Heng's reputation for resisting Shu was not good, and Liu Xiang's Chuan Sutra went against his will. There are many young classmates who are not cheap, but Wuling's clothes and horses are light and fat.
I heard that Chang'an is like playing chess, and the world is full of sorrow for a hundred years. The princes' houses all have new owners, and their civil and military uniforms are different from those of the past. The golden drums in the Guanshan Mountains of Zhibei are vibrating, and the chariots and horses of the expedition to the west are galloping with feathers and books.
The fish and dragon are lonely, the autumn river is cold, and the homeland is full of thoughts.
The Penglai Palace faces the Nanshan Mountain, and the golden stems of dew reach the Han Dynasty. Looking to the west, the Queen Mother descends from Yaochi, and from the east, purple energy fills Han Pass. The clouds move, the pheasant tail opens the palace fan, the sun circles the dragon scales and recognizes the holy face. One night when I was lying in Cangjiang River, I was surprised at the late New Year's Eve. I went to work several times when I was young.
At the head of Qujiang River at the mouth of Qutang Gorge, thousands of miles of wind and smoke meet the plain autumn. The calyxes sandwich the city to protect the air, and the hibiscus garden enters the border. Bead curtains and embroidered pillars surround yellow swans, and brocade cables carry white gulls. Looking back at the pitiful land of singing and dancing, Qinzhong has been an imperial state since ancient times.
The Kunming pool is full of merits from the Han Dynasty, and Emperor Wu’s flag is in his eyes. The weaving girl's silk threads are like the night moon, and the stone whale's scales are moving in the autumn wind. The wild rice is floating on the waves, the clouds are dark, and the lotus room is cold and pink. There is only a bird path in the sky at Guan Fortress, and a fisherman is everywhere in the rivers and lakes.
Kunwu Yusu meanders from the sky, and the purple pavilion peak enters Meibei. The fragrant rice pecks at the remaining parrot grains, and the green parasol perches on the old phoenix branches. The beautiful woman picks up the green spring and asks each other, and the immortal couple moves in the same boat late at night. The colorful pen used to be dry, and the white head looked down in pain.
Two Songs of Yan·Part 1
Wei and Jin Dynasties: Cao Pi
The autumn wind is bleak and the weather is cool, the grass and trees are shaking and the dew turns to frost, and the swallows say goodbye and return to the swans Nan Xiang. (Hu Nanxiang's first work: Yan Nanxiang) I miss you so much when you are traveling, and I miss you so much when you return to your hometown. How can you stay and send me somewhere else? (Jun He, 1st work: What is it) The humble concubine stays alone in the empty room, worrying about you and not daring to forget about you, and her clothes are stained with tears. The sound of the piano's strings brings forth the Qing Dynasty, but the short songs and slight chants cannot be long. The bright moon shines brightly on my bed, and the stars are drifting west into the night. The morning glory and the weaver girl look at each other from a distance, how can you live alone in the river beam?
Late Autumn in Chang'an / Autumn View / Autumn Eve
Tang Dynasty: Zhao Gu
The clouds are clear and clear, the dawn stream is blowing, and the palaces of the Han Dynasty are moving in the high autumn. At what time is the remaining star, the wild geese are crossing the sky, and the sound of the flute is heard, and people are leaning against the building. The purple half-opened fence and the chrysanthemums are quiet, and the red clothes are all gone and the lotus is sad. The perch is beautiful and does not return, so it is empty to wear the southern crown and imitate the prisoner of Chu.
Frost Moon
Tang Dynasty: Li Shangyin
When I first heard that the geese were flying, there were no cicadas anymore, and the water reached the sky from a hundred-foot-high building. (The first work of Lougao: South of Lou/Taiwan) The young girl Su'e can withstand the cold, and she fights with Chanjuan in the frost in the middle of the moon.
Autumn Breeze
Tang Dynasty: Liu Yuxi
Where does the autumn wind come? Xiaoxiao sends the wild geese off. When the morning comes to enter the garden tree, the solitary guest is the first to smell it.
Qingjiang Yin·Qiu Huai
Yuan Dynasty: Zhang Kejiu
The west wind letter came thousands of miles home and asked me when I would return? Geese crow in the sky with red leaves, people are intoxicated in the field of yellow flowers, and banana rain sounds in autumn dreams.
Tian Jingsha·Autumn
Yuan Dynasty: Zhu Tingyu
In front of the courtyard, all the parasol trees have fallen, and the hibiscus blooms by the waterside. The interpretation is the same as that of the poet. Saying goodbye to Ke Shuangye, I came to write a red inscription.
Sauvignon Blanc · One Mountain
Five Dynasties: Li Yu
One mountain, two mountains. The mountains are far away, the sky is high, the smoke is cold, and the water is cold. I miss the red maple leaves. The chrysanthemum blooms, the chrysanthemum dies. The flying geese have not yet returned, and the wind and moon are idle behind the curtain.
Mid-Autumn Festival
Tang Dynasty: Sikong Picture
Outside the leisurely singing of the autumn scenery, everything feels leisurely. If there is no moon this night, the whole year will be in vain.
Ambition
Tang Dynasty: Wang Ji
Donggao looked at the dusk, and what to rely on when he moved. The trees are all in autumn colors, and the mountains are only covered with the setting sun. The shepherds are driving back their calves, and the hunting horses are returning with their poultry. We care about each other but don't know each other, and we sing long songs and cherish the flowers.
The bright moon shines brightly at night
Han Dynasty: Anonymous
The bright moon shines brightly at night, prompting the weaving to sing on the east wall. Yuheng refers to Mengdong, why are the stars so clear? White dew touches the weeds, and the seasons suddenly change. The cicadas chirp among the trees in autumn, and the blackbirds pass away peacefully. In the past, I and my fellow disciples held high and vibrated the six feathers. If you don't want to join hands, you will abandon me like a relic. There is a fight in the south and the north, and the oxen is not yoked. What's the use of a false reputation if a good thing is not solid?
Royal Street Walk·Autumn Nostalgia
Song Dynasty: Fan Zhongyan
The fallen leaves are fragrant. The night is silent and the cold sound breaks. The pearl curtain rolls up and the jade building is empty, the sky is pale and the Milky Way hangs down to the ground. Every year and tonight, the moon shines brightly, and people are thousands of miles long. There is no reason for me to get drunk when my heart is broken. Before the wine arrives, I will burst into tears first. The remaining lamp is turned off and the pillow is turned on, and I know the feeling of sleeping alone. Everyone came to this matter, with their eyebrows in their hearts, and there was no way to avoid it.
Qingjiang Yin·Autumn Residence
Yuan Dynasty: Wu Xiyi
The white wild geese fly around like snow in autumn, and the clear dew creates a cool night. Sweep away the clouds beside the stone, and drunkenly step on the pine roots and the moon. The sky is full of stars and people are sleeping.
Climbing the North Tower of Xiezhen in Xuancheng in Autumn
Tang Dynasty: Li Bai
The river city is picturesque, and the mountains look up to the clear sky at night. (Last work: Dawn) A bright mirror is sandwiched between two waters, and a rainbow falls on two bridges. The crowds are cold, the orange and pomelo trees are blooming, and the autumn colors are like the old sycamore trees. Who wants to be in the north building? I feel grateful to you in the wind.
Wangchuan Residence Presented to Pei Xiu Caidi
Tang Dynasty: Wang Wei
The cold mountains turn green, and the autumn water flows day by day. Leaning on a stick outside the firewood door, I listen to the evening cicadas in the wind. The sun is setting over the ferry, and there is a solitary smoke in the ruins. (The remaining one is the remaining one) After returning to duty, he was drunk and singing wildly in front of the five willows.
Youth Tour·Chang'an Ancient Road Horse Chi Chi
Song Dynasty: Liu Yong
Chang'an Ancient Road Horse Chi Chi, tall willows and cicadas hiss. The sunset is outside the bird, the autumn wind is on the plain, and the eyes are broken for four days. (Bird 1: Island) Once Guiyun has gone without a trace, where is the early stage? The relationship is unfamiliar, the drunkard is lonely, and he is not like he was when he was young.
Putianle·Qiuhuai
Yuan Dynasty: Zhang Kejiu
For whom you are busy, it is fate. West Wind Yima. Falling Moon Book Lamp. The road to Shu is difficult in the blue sky, and the red leaves in Wujiang are cold. The two words of fame and fame are often looked at in the mirror, and people will not be spared the gray-haired stars. Diao Ziling, thinking of the eagle in the season of water shield, laughing at me drifting away.
Autumn Sound Ode
Song Dynasty: Ouyang Xiu
Ouyang Zifang was studying at night and heard a sound coming from the southwest. He was horrified and said: "What a strange thing! "The pattering started with a rustling sound, then suddenly it surged and crashed, like the waves that frightened me at night, or the sudden arrival of wind and rain. When it touches something, it makes a clanging sound, and the metal and iron are all chiming; it is also like soldiers heading towards the enemy, holding coins in their hands and running away without hearing orders, but hearing the sound of the movement of men and horses. Yu said to the boy: "What is this sound? Come out and look at it." The boy said: "The stars and the moon are bright, the bright river is in the sky, there is no sound around, the sound is among the trees."
Yu said: " How sad! Why is this autumn sound coming? The appearance of autumn is: its color is bleak, the smoke is falling; its face is clear, the sky is high and the sun is crystal clear; its air is sharp and sharp, biting the muscles and bones; Its meaning is depressed, and the mountains and rivers are lonely. Therefore, it is a sound that is sad and angry. The grass is lush and lush, and the beautiful trees are lush and pleasant; Therefore, it is the remaining force of the Qi that destroys the scattered ones. Fuqiu is also the punishment officer, and it is Yin at the time; it is also the military image, which uses gold in its actions. This means that the loyalty of heaven and earth is always based on killing. For things, spring brings forth fruits in autumn, so they are in music. The sound of Shang dominates the sound of the west, and Yi is the rhythm of July. Shang means injury, and things are old and sad; ” (Yu Yizuo: Yu said)
“Wow! The vegetation is ruthless and sometimes wandering. Humans are animals, but they are the spirit of things; all worries are felt in their hearts, and everything is in their shape. , It will shake its essence. But if you think about the inability of its power, you worry about the inability of its wisdom. It is suitable for those with rich elixirs to be gaunt trees, and those with black and white colors to be stars. But why do you want to compete with the grass and trees for their qualities that are not gold and stone? No matter who kills thieves, why should I hate Qiu Sheng?"
The boy is not right, he hangs his head and goes to sleep. But when I heard the chirping of insects on the four walls, I felt like I was sighing.
Autumn View of Chang'an
Tang Dynasty: Du Mu
The building is leaning against the frost tree, and there is no mirror in the sky. Nanshan Mountain and autumn colors are both powerful.
Xie Xin'en·The autumn light cannot be retained
Five Dynasties: Li Yu
The autumn light cannot be retained, and the red leaves are full of dusk. It's the Double Ninth Festival again, and the fragrance of dogwood falls on the pavilion. Purple chrysanthemum gas floats in the courtyard door, and the evening mist drizzles. Yongyongxin's wild geese swallow cold sounds, and the sorrow and hatred are the same every year.
Send a message to Qiu Yuanwai on an autumn night/Send a message to twenty-two members of Qiu Yuanwai on an autumn night
Tang Dynasty: Wei Yingwu
Huaijun belongs to the autumn night, and he walks in praise of the cool sky. The pine nuts are falling on the empty mountain, and the lonely people should not be sleeping. (Empty Mountain One Work: Mountain Empty)
September 9, the year of Jiyou
Wei and Jin Dynasties: Tao Yuanming
Autumn has passed, and the wind and dew are desolate. The creeping grass no longer flourishes, and the garden trees wither away. The clear air is clear, and the sky is high. The cicadas mourn without leaving a sound, and the wild geese sing in the sky. Isn’t it hard work in life when all things are intertwined with each other? It has not existed since ancient times. The center of my thoughts is anxious. Why do you call me love? The wine is muddy and self-potted. I have not known it for thousands of years, but I will talk about it forever.
Long Faith and Resentment
Tang Dynasty: Wang Changling
The autumn leaves of Jinjing Wutong are yellow, and the bead curtains are not rolled up by the night frost. The jade pillow in the fumigation cage has no color. I lie down and listen to Nangong Qing's long leakage.
The autumn anvil in the high hall rings late at night, and the deep frost still reminds me of the cold clothes. The tailor with silver lanterns and green clothes rested and looked at the Mingzhu of Jincheng.
The golden palace is opened in the Ming Dynasty. For the time being, the fans will be wandering around. The jade face is not as bright as the color of a jackdaw, but still carries the shadow of the sun.
I have been thinking about it for a long time, but I dreamed that the king was suspicious. When the fire shines in the West Palace, you will know when you are drinking at night.
The moon is bright in the Mid-Autumn Festival at Changxin Palace, and the sound of His Royal Highness Zhaoyang's clothes is pounding. There are traces of grass in the white dew hall, and there is overwhelming emotion in the red tent.
Beginning to Smell the Autumn Wind
Tang Dynasty: Liu Yuxi
In the past I saw the yellow chrysanthemums and said goodbye to you, but now I hear the mysterious cicadas and I return. After five nights of sleeping on the pillow, one year's appearance is reflected in the mirror. The hair on the grass beside Ma Si is twitching, and the blue clouds in the sky are drowsy. The heaven and earth are clear and you can look around, and I help you get on a high platform.
Looking at Jinling at Night
Tang Dynasty: Gao Chan
I once returned to the late green with floating clouds, and I still accompany the sunset with the sound of autumn. There are infinite painting hands in the world, but a sad picture cannot be painted.
Autumn Wind Ci
Han Dynasty: Liu Che
The autumn wind blows and white clouds fly, the vegetation turns yellow and the wild geese return south. The orchids are beautiful, the chrysanthemums are fragrant, and I can’t forget the beauty I have in my heart. The floating boats are coming to the Fen River, and the waves are flowing across the middle. The flutes and drums are singing, and the music is singing, and there is great joy and much sadness. How old are you when you are young?
Autumn Waves·On the evening of July 16th, I climbed up to the Happy Pavilion to look at the Nanshan Mountains of Chang'an
Song Dynasty: Lu You
In autumn, mourning is heard at the corner of the border town, and the beacon fire shines on the high platform. The sad song strikes the building, relying on the high wine, this happiness is leisurely. Passionate people are like the moon in the southern mountains, especially when the dusk clouds bloom. The smokey willows in Baqiao and the pond in Qujiang are waiting for people to come.
Light rain at night
Tang Dynasty: Bai Juyi
Autumn clouds rise in the desert, and the night is slightly cold. But I felt my clothes were wet, and there was no spot or sound.
Ancient resentment and farewell
Tang Dynasty: Meng Jiao
The rustling autumn wind makes me worry about the farewell. Feelings are in love with each other. If you want to speak, swallow first. There are thousands of heartaches, but sadness is hard to describe. After leaving, I only think about the bright moon at the end of the world.
Su Luo's Pavilion commemorates Cui Yong and Cui Gun
Tang Dynasty: Li Shangyin
The bamboo dock is dust-free and the water sill is clear, and the lovesickness is separated from the city. The autumn clouds linger and the frost flies late, leaving the withered lotuses to listen to the sound of rain.
Nanxiangzi Village Dwelling in Autumn Twilight
Qing Dynasty: Nalan Xingde
The red leaves are all over the cold stream, and the empty mountains are lined with thousands of trees. Try going up to the small building and looking at it, high and low. A smoke cage spreads ten miles away. Barking dogs and crowing chickens, lights shining brightly on the way home.
When I first drove through Hengshan, it was near and far, east and west. My home is alone in the cold forest.
Sai Hongqiu·Xunyang Scenery
Yuan Dynasty: Zhou Deqing
The Yangtze River is as white as practice for thousands of miles, and the Huaishan Mountains are as green as lakes. The river sails are as fast as arrows, and the mountain springs fly thousands of feet like lightning. The evening clouds have turned to dew, and the new moon is learning to fan. The word Sai Hong comes like a thread.
Huanxisha·Lotus
Song Dynasty: Su Shi
There are weeping poplars and lotuses on all sides. I asked where the most flowers are. The sunset and the south bank of the painting building. The weather is suddenly cool and people are lonely, so the time needs to be passed away with wine. Come and listen to the music in the flowers.
Village Tour
Song Dynasty: Wang Yucheng
The chrysanthemums on the horse's path through the mountain are beginning to turn yellow, and the horse's faith grows long in the wild. Thousands of valleys are filled with late music, and several peaks stand silently in the setting sun. Tangli leaves fall rouge color, buckwheat flowers bloom white and fragrant. What's the matter? I'm suddenly melancholy. The original trees on the village bridge look like my hometown.
Two Autumn Poems
Tang Dynasty: Liu Yuxi
Since ancient times, autumn has been sad and lonely, and I say that autumn is better than spring. A crane flies above the clouds in a clear sky, bringing poetry to the blue sky.
The mountains are bright and the water is clear, frost comes at night, and several trees are deep red and light yellow. Trying to go up to a high-rise building is so refreshing that it penetrates your bones. It's not like the spring scenery that makes people crazy.
Reward Pei Shiyu with a gift when he feels the rain
Tang Dynasty: Li Bai
The rain is cold in autumn, the wind is clear and the river is refreshing. The aloof man embroidering clothes enjoys the cool and unrestrained Qingxia. I am grateful all my life. Loyalty is not an external reward. Misfortune arises from accumulated resentment, and things end in Kuchuan. There were strong men in Chu State, and Yan Ying swept them away. Shen Bao weeps in Qin Ting, and he weeps blood and will look forward to peace. The humiliation of whipping the corpse has come, Luo Sumang is in the hall. Quite like today's people, cheating thieves and trapping loyalty. Even if we are separated by water, why should taxes return to martingale? Listen to the ape's complaints day and night, and cherish your dreams.
Sauvignon Blanc·Yun Yiwu
Five Dynasties: Li Yu
Yun Yimo, jade shuttle, light and thin shirt. Light frown and double snails. There are many autumn winds and gentle rain, and there are three or two banana trees outside the curtain. What can people do in the long night!
He Changsun secretly supervises the Chinese Valentine's Day
Tang Dynasty: Ren Xigu
On the second autumn leaf of the goddess, I look at the fairy concubine on the Chinese Valentine's Day. The shadow of a prostitute in Heyang is beautiful and beautiful in Pingjin. Magpie bridge waves are coming out, dragon chariots are flying out of the sky. The dew is low and the beads are hanging, and the clouds are moving to recommend the brocade clothes. The yellow moon sets deeper, and the night is long and the stars are sparse. Under the empty spiritual platform, Fang Yan identified the machine.
Autumn View
Ming Dynasty: Li Mengyang
The water of the Yellow River surrounds the wall of the Han Palace, and there are a few rows of wild geese on the river in the autumn breeze. The guest chased the wild horse across the ditch, and the general shot the wolf with his arrow. The yellow dust is flying across the ancient river, and the white moon is crossing the sky in the cold war. I heard that Shuo Fang had many brave strategies, but now who is Guo Fenyang?
Su Xiudaozhong
Song Dynasty: Zeng Ji
In Su Xiudaozhong, it rained heavily for three days on the night of July 25th. There is work.
One night the scorching sun turns to rain, and the dream returns to the cool and moist clothes. I don’t have to worry about leaky houses and wet beds, and I love streams with deep banks. The rice flowers thousands of miles away should be beautiful, and the tung leaves at the fifth watch have the best sound. Even if there is no field, I am still dancing happily, not to mention looking forward to the new year in the field.
On the River
Song Dynasty: Wang Anshi
The river is swayed by the west wind, and the river flowers are losing their late red color. Li Qing was blown by the horizontal flute through chaotic Shandong.
Partridge Day·The cold sun is rustling outside the window
Song Dynasty: Li Qingzhao
The cold sun is rustling outside the window, and the phoenix trees should hate the frost at night. The wine shop prefers the bitterness of Tuancha, and the fragrance of Rui Nao is preferred when dreams are over. Autumn is over, the days are still long, and Zhongxuan Huaiyuan is even more desolate. It's better to get drunk in front of Fenzun, and don't bear the yellow chrysanthemum on the east fence.
Autumn View on the Qingjiang River
Tang Dynasty: Cui Jiqing
In August, the Yangtze River is clear and the wind is light with thousands of sails. Regardless of the color of the sky or the water, Yueyang City lies to the south of Dongting.
Feelings of Huaiyang
Sui Dynasty: Li Mi
The golden wind blows in the early festival, and the jade dew withers in the late forest. This evening the poor scholar is depressed and his heart is broken. The wild fields are covered with wild grasses and reeds, and the villages are deserted and covered with quinoa and deep weeds. Looking and listening to many feelings, I rely on my lap alone. What did Zhan Jin do? He felt regretful and nostalgic for the past. The customs of the Qin Dynasty are still not at peace, so what hope can there be for the generals of the Han Dynasty? Fan Kuai was a disciple in the market, and Xiao He was an official with swords and pens. Once the fortune is determined, the name and posthumous title will be passed down through the ages. It is a shame to say that all heroes in the world live in vain.
Autumn Night
Song Dynasty: Zhu Shuzhen
Long sleepless nights, the autumn air is clear, and the candles are frequently cut for the third time. The bed is filled with cool parasol trees, and the moon shines brightly in the missing places of the parasol trees.
Farewell to the Thoughts of the Nine Empresses of the Yuan Dynasty
Tang Dynasty: Bai Juyi
The rain of falling tung leaves and the desolate wind of hibiscus flowers. The leisurely early autumn mood is born in this quiet place. It's time to say goodbye to old friends, but my heart is filled with integrity and no regrets. Don't say goodbye to each other, my heart goes to the east of Qingmen. We know each other a lot, but we are different from each other. Let's go together and sit down and feel the emptiness of Chang'an.
Sending people off to travel east
Tang Dynasty: Wen Tingyun
The yellow leaves fell from the deserted garrison, and Haoran left his hometown. The wind is high and I cross Hanyang, the first day is Yingmen Mountain. There are a few people on the river, but I am alone at the end of the world. Why should we meet again and drink wine to comfort our faces?
Deng Le Youyuan
Tang Dynasty: Du Mu
The lonely bird disappeared in the sky, and the eternity disappeared into it. See what kind of career the Han family has. There are no trees in the Five Tombs, but there is an autumn breeze.
Bodhisattva Man·Pinglin Desert is full of smoke like weaving
Tang Dynasty: Li Bai
Pinglin Desert is full of smoke like weaving, and the Hanshan area is sad and green. It's dark when you enter a high-rise building, and there are people upstairs who are worried. The jade steps stand in the air, and the birds return home in a hurry. Where is the return journey? The long pavilion is shorter than the pavilion. (The first work of Geng Duo Pavilion: Lian Duo Pavilion)
Bodhisattva Barbarian · Palindrome of Autumn Boudoir's Grudge
Song Dynasty: Su Shi
Jing Tong's double photo, new makeup, cold, New photos of Shuangtongjing with cold makeup. When you are shy, you are worried about the flowers in the well, and when you are worried about the flowers in the well, you are ashamed. The lonely shadow pities the night forever, and the lonely night pities the lonely shadow forever.
It is not suitable to go upstairs in autumn, and it is not suitable to go upstairs in autumn.
Two poems about farewell at night in the Jiangting Pavilion
Tang Dynasty: Wang Bo
The river sends water to Banan, and the mountains cross over to block the clouds in the north. On the autumn moonlit night in Jinting, who can see us weeping and leaving the crowd?
The smoke cage is surrounded by blue bricks, and the moon is flying towards the south end. Loneliness is hidden from the pavilion, and the country and mountains are cold this night.
Wen Yan
Tang Dynasty: Wei Yingwu
Wherever I go in my hometown, I can just think about it. On an autumn rainy night in Huainan, Gaozhai heard the arrival of wild geese.
He Guo Master Book · Part 2
Wei and Jin Dynasties: Tao Yuanming
Heze has spring on Wednesday, a cool and autumn festival. The dew is condensed and there is no atmosphere, the sky is high and the scenery is clear. The mausoleum and towering peaks are amazing when viewed from a distance. Fragrant chrysanthemums bloom in the forest, and green pines crown the rocks. With this pure and beautiful appearance, Zhuo is the best under Shuang. Holding the cup in my mouth to remember the secluded person, I will care for you for thousands of years. If the quality is not improved, I will be tired of having a good month.
Pei Di's South Gate looks at the moon on an autumn night/Pei Di looks at the moon in his study
Tang Dynasty: Qian Qi
At night, he enjoys poetry and wine, and when the moon is full, he thanks the public building. The shadows are closed and the door is quiet, and the cold is the only autumn tree. The magpies scatter with the leaves, and the fireflies disappear into the smoke. Tonight is far away, and the sky is far away. There are several places of sadness in the clear light.
Autumn Residence in Ba Shang
Tang Dynasty: Ma Dai
In Ba Yuan, the wind and rain are steady, and wild geese are often seen in the evening. The deciduous foreign trees, the lonely night under the cold light. The empty garden is filled with white dew drops, and there are wild monks standing by the lonely wall. I have been lying in the suburbs for a long time. When did I get this body?
A banquet at the Yao Ancestral Pavilion in Lu County in autumn
Tang Dynasty: Li Bai
I feel that autumn is prosperous, but who knows that autumn is prosperous and sad? ? The sun is about to set over the mountains, and the water and clear sky are suitable. The white jade pot of Lu wine sent me off to Jinji. Rest on the saddle and rest on the old tree, untie the belt and hang the horizontal branches. The singing drums are played in the pavilion on the river, and the music is played so fast. The clouds return to the blue sea in the evening, and the geese disappear in the blue sky. We are thousands of miles apart from each other, and we are at a loss and have no thoughts.
Resent to Wang Sun·The wind on the lake is vast and the waves are vast
Song Dynasty: Li Qingzhao
The wind and waves on the lake are vast and vast. Autumn is late, and the red color is rare and fragrant. The scenery of water, light, mountains and being close to people are indescribable and infinitely good. The lotus seeds have become old lotus leaves. Green Dew Wash, Apple Blossom Tingcao. The gulls and herons sleeping in the sand do not look back, and they seem to hate that people return early.
Farewell of Generations·Autumn Window Stormy Evening
Qing Dynasty: Cao Xueqin
Autumn flowers are pale, autumn grass is yellow, autumn lights are solemn and autumn nights are long. I already feel that the autumn window will never end, how desolate it is to be helped by wind and rain! How soon will the autumn wind and rain come? The autumn window is broken and the autumn dream is green. I can't bear to fall asleep in my embrace of autumn, and I move my tears to the autumn screen. The candle of tears shakes the short straw, and the worry and sorrow illuminate the separation of feelings. Whose autumn courtyard has no wind? Where is the autumn window without the sound of rain? The quilt cannot resist the force of the autumn wind, and the sound of leaks makes the autumn rain rush. The rain has been howling all night long, and people seem to be weeping in front of the lamp. The small courtyard in the cold smoke has turned into a depression, and the sparse bamboos drip from the empty windows. I don’t know when the wind and rain will stop, but my tears have wet the window screen.
The rain stagnated in Chongyi Village
Tang Dynasty: Li He
Whose son is here to feel the autumn of Chang'an. In the prime of life, people hold grudges, and weeping in dreams makes them grow old. The thin horse's fodder rots the grass, and the raindrops float in the cold ditch. The ancient curtains in the Nangong are dark, and the wet scenery is passed down. The home mountain is thousands of miles away, the clouds are at the foot of the sky and the sky is at the east end. When I sleep in sorrow, I sleep on my sword box, and when I sleep in the guest room, I dream of becoming a marquis.
Treading on the sand·The blue sea has no waves
Song Dynasty: Yan Shu
The blue sea has no waves, but there is a road in Yaotai. After thinking about it, we both flew away. At that time, I said goodbye to my beloved, and I knew where the mountains were and the rivers were far away. The fine mat gathers the dust, and the fragrant boudoir covers the fog. Who can attach the small characters on the red paper? The tall buildings look like dusk, and the leaves of the sycamore trees are covered with rustling rain.
The beautiful eyes·The autumn flowers on the Xiaoxiao River
Song Dynasty: He Zhu
The flowers and autumn on the Xiaoxiao River bring about many sorrows. The sun sets on half a pole, two rows of new geese, and a small boat with leaves. I cherish the separation and am afraid that you will go first and wait until you are drunk. The eyes tonight, the hearts tomorrow, the brows tomorrow.
Autumn Thoughts
Song Dynasty: Lu You
The desire for profit drives people thousands of fire cows, and a sand gull wanders in the rivers and lakes. The days are as long as the years, and you can only wake up when you are idle; the things are as big as the sky, and you can rest when you are drunk. The clothes and pestles look at each other in the deep lane, and the moon is falling in the autumn of my hometown. If you want to soothe your old eyes, there is no high place, so you can find Yuanlong's hundred-foot tower.
Climbing the Xinping Tower
Tang Dynasty: Li Bai
Going to the country to climb the Zi Tower, I feel sad about the late autumn when I return home. The sky is long and the setting sun is far away, and the water is pure and cold. Qin clouds rise from the mountains and trees, and wild geese fly over the sandbanks. The sky is tens of thousands of miles away, and the sight is extremely sad.
Lang Tao Sha · Autumn
Ming Dynasty: Zhu Clan
The scenery under the fortress is desolate, with a faint autumn light, and the golden wind blows through the clothes. After reading Anren's "Qiu Xing Fu", I felt sad. Having lived in the border area for twenty years, my temples have become frosty, and the wild geese are flying south again in the sky. I would like to ask the garrison residents in Xiacheng whether they are homesick?
Nanxiangzi·Chongjiu Hanhui Tower is presented to Xu Junyou
Song Dynasty: Su Shi
The traces of frost and precipitation are collected. Light green scales reveal distant continents. The wine is fading, the wind is soft and whistling. A sentimental person with a broken hat but a head in love. The festive season is a reward. But the Qingzun will be sacrificed to autumn. Everything is just a dream in the end, rest. Tomorrow the yellow flowers and butterflies will also be sad.
Climbing the city tower in the army
Tang Dynasty: King Luo Bin
The wind above the city is majestic and cold, and the water in the river is cold. When will the military uniforms be ordered and the singing and dancing will enter Chang'an?
Autumn Night Song
Tang Dynasty: Zhang Zhongsu
How long is the night of Tintin leaking water, the long light clouds reveal the moonlight. Autumn forces the dark insects to sound all night long, and the clothes collected have not been sent yet, so don't send frost.
Sweeping Flower Tour·Autumn Sound
Song Dynasty: Wang Yisun
Shang Biao first appeared, gradually heard the sound of Xiuxi for the first time, and Xiaoxiao still lived. Suddenly tired of the journey. With the hanging shadow of a green lantern on my back, I chant a sad poem. If there is no proof, I will try to listen to it in the deserted court. Where? But the steps are covered with fallen leaves, and there are only tall trees. Recursive dream blocks. The old man's ears are hard to control, and his illness is miserable. Gushan courtyard. When I think about it, Hong Gu is chirping, and the crickets are whispering. The numbers are harmonious, and the drizzle of bananas is shining. No place to avoid.
This idle sorrow is especially painful late at night.
Repaying Liu Chaisang
Wei and Jin Dynasties: Tao Yuanming
It is used by the poor and the widowed, and forgets about the surroundings. There are many fallen leaves in the courtyard, and I am relieved to know that it is autumn. New sunflowers bloom in the north, and Jiazhong supports the south. I am not happy now. Do you know that there will be a new year? The fortune-teller will take a weak child with him, and he will go on a long journey on a good day.
Slow Sound·The Sound of Autumn
Song Dynasty: Jiang Jie
The yellow flowers are deep in the alley, the red leaves are low, and the sound of autumn is desolate. The sound of rain came, accompanied by the sound of wind. At twenty-five o'clock, Li Qiao's door is unlocked and the sound is heard. My old friends are far away, and I ask who is shaking the jade pendant, and the bells under the eaves are ringing? The sound of colorful horns blows and the moon falls, gradually the camp and horses move, and the sound of bamboo pipes is heard everywhere. The adjacent lamp flashes, and there is still the sound of anvil in front of the lamp. I know that he complains about his sorrow until dawn, and how many cries he makes! When the complaint is not over, half of it is given to Yan Sheng.
A rainy night at the Xiangjiang River
Five Dynasties: Tan Yongzhi
The dark clouds on the river lock the dream soul, and Liu Kun dances by the river late at night. The autumn wind blows thousands of miles across the land of hibiscus, and the dusk rain brings thousands of families to Xili Village. Homesickness is unbearable and I feel sad about oranges and pomelo. Who is willing to cherish the king and grandson when traveling? The fishermen did not ask each other when they met, and returned to the island gate with the sound of the flute.
Thinking of Wujiang Song
Wei and Jin Dynasties: Zhang Han
The autumn wind blows and the leaves fly, and the water of Wujiang River is full of fat fish. I haven't returned home after traveling three thousand miles, I can't help but look up to the sky with sadness.
Sudong Xiaogong
Song Dynasty: Lin Bu
Autumn mountains are inexhaustible, and autumn thoughts are endless. The red leaves flow in the blue stream, and the green forest is dotted with white clouds. A bird is under the cool shade, and the setting sun is divided by cicadas. Who can smell the banana rain on your pillow this night?
Early Autumn in Taiyuan
Tang Dynasty: Li Bai
At the end of the year, everyone is taking a break, and there is a huge flow of fire. The frost comes out of the fortress early, and the clouds cross the river in autumn. Dreams circle the moon around the border city, and my heart flies to the tower of my homeland. Thinking of returning home is like Fenshui, there is no day without leisure.
Autumn Wild Geese
Yuan Dynasty: Jiexisi
Cold to the south of the Yangtze River for warmth, hunger to the south of the Yangtze River for fullness. Don't say that Jiangnan is evil, but say that Jiangnan is good.
Send Zhang Wu from Lanshan Mountain in Autumn/Send Zhang Zirong from Xian Mountain on September 9th
Tang Dynasty: Meng Haoran
In the white clouds of Beishan Mountain, the hermit feels happy. . Looking at each other and trying to climb high, our hearts will fly away with the wild geese. (Try to make a start) Worry arises in the dusk, and excitement comes in the autumn. Sometimes I see people returning to the village, crossing the sand to rest. The trees on the horizon are like shepherd's purses, and the islands on the riverside are like the moon. Why should I bring you wine to get drunk on the Double Ninth Festival?
Qi Shi·Late Autumn
Song Dynasty: Liu Yong
In late autumn, a light rain fell on the courtyard. The chrysanthemums on the threshold are sparse and sparse, the wells and trees are in disorder, and there is residual smoke. Sadly, looking at Jiangguan, the flying clouds dim the setting sun. At that time, Song Yu felt sad and went to the water and mountain climbing. The long road passes by, and the passers-by are miserable, listening tiredly to the murmuring of the Long River. The cicadas sing and the leaves fade, the crickets sing and the grass fades, making a corresponding noise.
Lonely in the house, the days are like years. The wind and dew gradually change, quietly arriving at the end of the night. The sky is long and clear, the Jiang River is clear and shallow, and the moon is bright and beautiful. Thoughts linger. Looking at the scenery forever at night, I can only think about the past. Unknown and unlucky, the beauty of the red building is often delayed by the years.
The scenery in Dili is beautiful. In those days, there were banquets in the evening and joy in the morning. What's more, there are crazy friends and strange couples who hang out when they meet, sing and drink together. The scenery is like a shuttle, the old trip is like a dream, and the journey of smoke and water is so limited. Thinking about fame and fortune makes me feel haggard and lingering. Chasing the past makes me sad. The leaked arrow moved and I felt slightly cold. Gradually he started whimpering, and made several faint sounds while drawing his horn. By the opposite window, the light is turned off to face the dawn, and I can't sleep without the shadow.
Qing Ping Le · Hou Xun is desolate
Song Dynasty: Zhang Yan
Hou Xun is desolate, people are talking about the west wind bank. The moon sets over the sand and the flat river looks like practice, and you can see all the reeds and wild geese. The secret teacher is worried about the loss of Lan Cheng, and is pitiful about his love every night. There is only one Wuye, but I don’t know how many autumn sounds!
Traveling on the Shasha·Autumn into the Cloud Mountains
Song Dynasty: Zhang Lu
Autumn into the Cloud Mountains, the mood is unrestrained. All kinds of scenery are worthy of pictures. Thousands of red maples are beside the blue clouds, and thousands of yellow flowers are under the secluded rocks. I already love the beautiful morning, and even more pity the clear night. A bright moon hangs on the forest tips. Song Ji often hangs out with savages, forgetting to talk and gossiping.
Autumn comes occasionally
Song Dynasty: Cheng Hao
I take my time when I have nothing to do. When I sleep, the sun is already red outside the east window. All things are calm and contented, and the joy of the four seasons is the same as that of others. The Tao connects the heaven and the earth with no visible form, and I think about the changes in the wind and clouds. Wealth and honor are not lascivious, poverty and lowliness are joyful. The man here is a hero.
Guanhe Ling·The autumn clouds gradually turn sunny towards dusk
Song Dynasty: Zhou Bangyan
The autumn clouds gradually turn sunny towards dusk, turning the garden into a desolate place. Standing still to listen to the cold sound, there are no shadows of geese deep in the clouds. The deeper the silence, the brighter the solitary lamp on the wall. How can I stay up all night long after I have sobered up from the wine?
One of Three Early Autumn Poems
Tang Dynasty: Xu Hun
The distant night is clear, and the west wind produces green roses. The remaining fireflies are perched on the jade dew, and the early geese are brushing against the golden river. The dawn is still thick in the tall trees, and the sky is clearer in the distant mountains. Under a leaf in Huainan, there are waves in Dongting.
Autumn Night Song
Tang Dynasty: Wang Wei
When Gui Po was born, the autumn dew was faint, and the light Luo was already thin and had not been changed. The silver zheng has been played diligently for a long time at night, but I am timid and can't bear to return to the empty room.