Author: 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.
Autumn ci
Author: Liu Yuxi
Since ancient times, I feel sad and lonely every autumn. I think autumn is more than spring. There is no one in the clear sky in Wan Li, and a crane, Ling Yunfei, has aroused my meditation on the blue sky.
Chusek
Author: Du Mu
In the autumn night, candlelight reflected the screen, and Fan slapped the fireflies with his hand. The stone steps at night are as cold as cold water, sitting and staring at the cowherd and the weaver girl. (the first work of the Japanese order: Tianjie; Lie down and watch: sit and watch)
Yuminao
Author: Fan Zhongyan
The scenery in Qiu Lai is different, and Hengyang Goose is unknown. Around, the sound of the horn sounded, thousands of miles away, and the long smoke closed. A glass of turbid wine is Wan Li's home, but Ran Yan hasn't come home yet. Qiang tube covered with frost, people do not sleep. The general was white-haired and in tears.
In the mountains.
Author: Wang Wei
The stream of the river has been flowing for less than a day, and white stones are exposed on the riverbed. The weather is getting colder and the red leaves on the branches are becoming scarce. There is no rain on the winding mountain road, the smoke is misty in the dense pine trees, and the water vapor is heavy, as if to flow, and then the clothes of passers-by.
Days net sand autumn
Author: 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.