Poetry about the sound of piano in autumn

1. What are the poems describing autumn insects? 1. In the woods of Qiu Chan, the mysterious bird died peacefully? "("Xuanniao Swallow "("Nineteen Ancient Poems ")

Qiu Chan was singing in the Woods, but the swallows had already disappeared. Where did they move south?

2. "The bright moon surprises the magpie, and the breeze crows at midnight." (Song Xin Qi Ji, "Xijiang Moonlit Walk on Huangsha Road")

The bright moon on the horizon rose to the treetops, scaring the magpies perched on the branches. The cool evening breeze seems to blow the cicadas in the distance.

3. "There are endless cries, and Cong Yanming is in the sky." (Tao Yuanming's "September 9th") The cicada's whining stopped, and only geese were singing in the sky.

4. "The willow grows cold, and the cicada should be surprised." (Sui Wang Youli, "Gao Fu Liu Mingchan")

The willow in the garden said it had been cold for a long time, and the hissing cicada was surprised.

5. "Natural creatures can always answer the call." There is no translation (Tang Wen Chan).

6. "How far is the rhyme of Gao Chan? Mao Shu echoes around the beam. " (Song Zhuxi's Nan 'an Road)

Most of the cicadas in high places spread far away, and the sound of lush leaves seems to be still in my ears.

7. Song Liu Yong: "It's cold and sad, Changting is late, and the shower begins." (Lin Yuling)

After autumn, cicadas are so sad and in a hurry. Facing the pavilion, it was at night and a sudden rain had just stopped.

8. "The leaves of Yin Qing Xiao Lou are worried about the branches of the sunset. Suddenly the string is broken, and the Russian tube is uneven. " (Liu Tang Yuxi "Appreciating the Solitary" and "Seeing the New Cicada")

9. "The quieter the forest, the quieter Tonamiyama will be." (Wang Ji's "Into the Xi")

Cicada hisses to make the forest quieter; Birds and songs make the mountains seem more quiet.

10. "Spring dives and the piano begins to ring. Changfeng keeps cutting, but it is still among the branches. " ("Tang Lu Tong's" New Cicada ")

Describe the new cicada, lingering in spring, the harp singing at the beginning, and the cicada singing loudly. Changfeng headland constantly describes cicadas singing endlessly, still among the trees.

2. What sentences describe the sound of autumn? I think the sound of autumn should be the sound of rain. When the summer sun shows its power, when the summer thunder lights its throat, then autumn rain is like a piano player walking leisurely on the stage. She used a slow melody to send away the fierce * * * and a gentle chord to lead to a new movement. It rained for two or three days, without lightning or wind. At this time, especially in the dead of night, you can forget the heat and humidity in summer, forget the unfinished work during the day, lie in a refreshing bed, look at the dark night sky outside the window, think about things that you have no time to think about during the day, and think about things that have been close but become distant. In such a day and rain, the whole earth seems to become quiet and thoughtful, and the autumn rain weaves a solid and thoughtful piece.

3. 100 ancient poems describing autumn are summarized as follows.

Autumn Wind Yuxi, Liu Tang

Where is the autumn wind? Xiao Xiao sent the goose.

When the morning light enters the courtyard, lonely guests smell it first.

In the mountains, Tang

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.

"Chang 'an Watching Autumn" Tang Du Mu

The tower stands tall, standing on an autumn tree; The sky is clear and transparent, like a mirror with Xi's dust on it.

Autumn is so lofty and boundless, compared with the height of the mountain, the momentum is difficult to distinguish.

Night Sleeping in Jiande Don Meng Haoran

Stop the boat in a foggy small state, when new worries come to the guest's heart.

The vastness of the wilderness is deeper than trees, and the moon is very close to the moon.

Autumn, Tang

Come back to the alley. Who's talking?

There are few pedestrians in the ancient road, and the autumn wind moves the millet.

Cunhang

Song Dynasty: Wang Yucheng

The horse crossed the chrysanthemum and crossed the mountain road, leaving the horse to walk freely.

Listen to the sound of thousands of valleys at night and watch some peaks silent in the sunset.

The leaves of huanghuali are as red as rouge, and the fragrance of buckwheat flowers is as white as snow.

To my dismay, the village bridge is like my hometown!

Autumn is cool and late.

Song Dynasty: Yang Wanli

Autumn is not an inevitable sadness, but a pleasant cold.

The green pools are all red, but the lotus leaves are still open with the smallest money.

Partridge sky, cold days, rustling on the window.

Song Dynasty: Li Qingzhao

When the window is closed in cold weather, the phoenix tree hates night frost. Wine column prefers bitter tea, and dreams are broken.

Autumn has passed, the days are still long, and Zhong Xuanhuai is even more desolate. It's better to get drunk than to stay at a respectful distance from others. Don't be negative.

Autumn serenade

Tang Dynasty: Wang Wei

At the beginning of the month, the moon rises, the autumn tea is thin, and the thin silk gown does not change clothes.

The long night is full of affectionate silver, guarding the empty room with fear and jealousy, and can't bear to sleep.

Two songs by Yan Geling

Wei and Jin Dynasties: Cao Pi

The autumn wind is bleak, the weather is cool, the vegetation is shaking and the frost is exposed, and the flocks of birds leave Nanxiang. (Gu Nanxiang's work is Yan Nanxiang)

I miss you and your guests, and my heart breaks. I miss my hometown, so why did you send it to stay for a long time?

I am alone in my room, afraid of forgetting my worries, and I don't feel tears on my clothes.

Short songs cannot be long.

The bright moon shines on my bed, and it's still early for the stars to flow west.

Cowherd and Weaver Girl look at each other from afar, and you are alone in the river beam.

Xiangzi Yu Qiu

Song Dynasty: Su Shi

There was a cold wind last night. Enter the phoenix tree first. There is nowhere to be muddy, to avoid decline. Ask the public what it is, the book is empty. But once drunk, once sick, once careless;

The court came, time flies, seemingly speechless, deliberately hurting farmers. Pay everything to 1000 minutes. Let the wine turn red.

4. Ancient poems and author's classics about Jia Dao in autumn.

Dao Jia

Jia Dao (779~843) was a poet in the Tang Dynasty. Han nationality, a native of Fanyang County, Youzhou, Hebei Province (now Zhuozhou City, Hebei Province) in the Tang Dynasty. He became a monk in his early years and had no name. Self-named "Jieshishan people". It is said that when he was in Luoyang, he was forbidden to go out in the afternoon because of an order at that time. Jia Dao complained about writing poems and was discovered by Han Yu. Later, he was taught by Han Yu to take the imperial examination, but failed to win the first place. Tang Wenzong was excluded and demoted as the main book of the Yangtze River. Tang ▼

Topic Li Ning lives in seclusion.

Author: Jia Dao 7.9 (rated by 4969 people)

Living leisurely here, few neighbors come, and the overgrown path leads to the wilderness. Birds are freely perched in the trees by the pool, and monks are knocking at the door. Walking across this bridge, you can see the charming scenery of Ye Yuan, and the feet of clouds seem to be moving on the floating rocks. I will leave here for a while, but I will come back and retire with my friends on the appointed date. ▼

A sentence left for an absent carnival/Sun Ge's poems about visiting sheep and respecting teachers

Author: Jia Dao 8.0 (rated by 1323 people)

When I asked your students under a pine tree, "my teacher," he replied, "went to pick herbs." However, through these clouds, how can I know which corner of the mountain it is facing? . ▼

A swordsman/storyteller

Author: Jia Dao 8.5 (rated by 635 people)

After ten years' hard work, I have grinded out a sword. The edge of the sword flashes in cold light, but I haven't tried its sharpness. Now take it out and show it to you. Whoever is wronged may as well tell me the truth. ▼

After writing a poem

Author: Jia Dao 8.1(rated by 505 people)

I pondered these two poems for three years and began to read two lines of tears when I first read them. If I don't appreciate these two poems, I have to go back to my hometown where I used to live and sleep soundly in the rustling autumn wind. ▼

Sushansi

Author: Jia Dao 7.3 (rated by 395 people)

The towering mountain peak is cold, and a Buddhist temple stands on the top of the mountain. The trees missed the stars, and the moon hurried forward in the clouds. (sparse wood: sparse) There are few high-level people, and Gao Songhe is not a group. An 80-year-old monk has never heard of what happened in the world. ▼

New Year

Author: Jia Dao 7.8 (evaluated by 328 people)

Well, with the dragon bell body, how to rejuvenate at the age of. Shimen thought for a long time, and the bronze mirror peeped at the frequency. Bloom's new trees move, knowing the spring of the old country. Who can level this hatred? Is it Beizong? ▼

slogan

Author: Jia Dao 7.9( 183 rating)

In the middle of the night, I suddenly got up with this hundred feet of spring. Trees are thousands of years old and full of stars. ▼

Muguoshan village

Author: Jia Dao 7.7( 176 rating)

Cold sounds can be heard miles away. People in the mountains live in scattered places and there are no neighbors nearby. Birds are twittering in the wilderness, and the faint sunset scares passers-by. A crescent moon did not take away the long night, and the flame on the border did not cross the Sanqin. Outside a few bleak mulberry trees in the distance, the smoke from kitchen chimneys gradually began to make people feel close. ▼

Quatrain

Author: Jia Dao 8.0( 145 rating)

There is a bright moon at the bottom of the sea and a bright moon in the sky. An inch of light can buy thousands of miles of spring. ▼

Send Liu in the dark in March/Spring in the dark in March.

Author: Jia Dao 7.5 (scored by 120 people)

Today is March 30th, the last day of March, and the beautiful scenery of spring is left to me, a bitter poet. * * * Don't sleep tonight, it's still spring before dawn. ▼

5. Poems, idioms and lyrics about autumn rain-high-rise buildings look forward to dusk, and there is rustling rain on the leaves of airplanes.

Autumn night-in my sleep, the autumn sound is nowhere to be found, and the leaves are full of steps.

Autumn sound-I didn't feel the dream of spring grass in the pond, but the leaves in front of the steps had autumn sound.

Autumn leaves-the wind blows bamboo in the middle of the night, and all the leaves are hate.

Autumn color-the rain invades the urn and the new moss is green, and the autumn leaves are red when entering the cross forest.

Autumn moon-the moonlight is flooded and the emptiness echoes.

Autumn chrysanthemum-it is better to die holding incense in the branches than to be blown down in the north wind.

Wan Li, an old friend, has never been heard from, and plans to ask Jiangtou to break the flood.

Autumn sorrow-don't say that you are always idle, and write clear sorrow every night.

Autumn is prosperous-the west wind blows all over the lake leaves, and it is unique to change your autumn clothes for the first time.

Autumn bosom-a fleeting sigh went out, and I saw konoha flying by the lake.

Qiu Meng —— Back in the autumn night at the beginning of my dream, Eden was still sleeping.

Memories of autumn-the anvil pestle knocks on the deep lane, and the phoenix tree shakes down the autumn hometown.

Enlightenment of autumn-everyone is explaining the sad autumn, not knowing it thoroughly like a poet.

The smell of autumn-crickets only know that autumn comes early and there is a lot of rain on the banana.

Autumn is crisp, and the autumn wind is bleak and pleasant, which is quite critical. Spring plants autumn harvest, Chunlan Qiuju, and autumn wind blows gently.

Spring flowers, autumn moon, autumn wind, autumn rain, late autumn Qiu Lan fragrance, Feng Dan welcoming Qiu Feng forest like fire.

Mutu-Xing Shan

As far away as Hanshan, the stone path is oblique, and people are in Bai Yunsheng.

Stop and sit in the maple forest late, and the frost leaves are red in February flowers.

Sunset and lonely Qi Fei, autumn waters and sky are the same.

Autumn of parting

Finally let go of your hand.

After you left.

Only fallen leaves accompany me.

Smile tears

Let the wind blow away, leaving only the freedom to forget.

Love has no result.

I hope I can make this mistake.

How can I get rid of it?

to the bitter end

A hand that won't let go

After autumn

We all have to learn to bear it.

Maybe time

Every time I miss you, I stop.

Let you go alone

The pain of tears in my heart

When looking back on the past,

You can't take your smile away.

The trace of sadness in my heart

This time of autumn every year.

Love to the end

The most nostalgic reason before the silence disappeared.

Quiet rhythm

The organ sounds beautiful, but the sadness remains.

Do you remember

I once promised to be persistent and love the wrong me.

I will still remember the black memory of that paragraph in my mind. "

When we walk in the dark, we all know too much.

When looking back on the past,

You can't take your smile away.

The trace of sadness in my heart

This time of autumn every year.

Love to the end

The most nostalgic reason before the silence disappeared.

Quiet rhythm

The organ sounds beautiful, but the sadness remains.

In autumn.

Stay for me

After leaving (wake up in autumn)

Don't come back in autumn

Singer: Wang Qiang album: Don't come back in autumn.

Early autumn days, cold nights.

Memories take your time.

True love is like fallen leaves.

Why do you want to separate?

The gray sky lingers alone.

The old place of this city.

It's really lonely in sadness

Heartbroken and brave

I want to put a coat on you.

Take care of yourself when it's cold.

No one loves you more than I do.

I'm telling you, in every

Miss you at night

I cried feebly.

Let the autumn wind take my thoughts away.

Take away my tears

I have been waiting for you quietly.

meeting place

Pray for God to make my eyes moist.

Freeze my heart

Let me stop asking you for it.

Come back to me. come back to me

Come back to me.

6. Ancient poems about autumn-ancient poems describing autumn and famous sentences describing autumn curled up in the autumn wind, and the waves in Dongting Lake curled up under the leaves: describing the breeze blowing.

Dongting: Dongting Lake, in the north of Hunan Province. Waves: microwave flooding.

Muye: Yellow leaves. Chu Ci of the Warring States Period Qu Yuan's "Nine Songs, Lady Xiang" is sorrowful and indignant! A bleak, withered grass, withered, if it is a long trip, the mountain climbing near the water will also be bleak: lonely, depressed.

Liao Li: Desolate. If you travel far away: It seems that people travel far away.

In the Warring States Period, Chu, Song and Yu argued that the autumn wind started, the vegetation turned yellow, and the geese returned to the south. The autumn wind in Liu Che is bleak, the weather is cool and the vegetation is exposed to frost. Wei Xing has many fallen leaves, so he knows it is autumn: Lvxiang Courtyard. Tao Jin Yuanming's "Appreciating Willow, Wood and Mulberry" is a new autumn night, graceful and graceful, and the moon will be far away: describing the length of the night.

Tingting: It's far away. In Tao Jin Yuanming's "Fire in June in Wushen", it shows the whereabouts of Furong Lou, Liu Yangyue, and Furong Shu: Lotus.

In the Southern Dynasties, Yan Qiu Si looked at the cold city, and Pingchu was in the cold city: the cold has invaded the city. Look: Look into the distance.

Pingchu: Ye Ping. Cangran: The appearance of lush vegetation.

Write two sentences about the scene of early autumn. In the Southern Dynasties, the pavilion "Looking at Xuancheng County" is under the leaves, and the pavilion is high in autumn: horizontal.

Konoha: Leaves. Dragon Head: The mountain name is between Shaanxi and Gansu today.

In the Southern Dynasties, Liang and Liu mixed the poem "On Dressing". The fog in Jincheng was low, and the grass under Yumen was low: the grass withered. Under the tree: leaves are falling.

Jincheng: the name of an ancient county, between Yuzhong, Gansu and Xining, Qinghai. Yumen: Yumen Pass, in the west of Dunhuang, Gansu.

Write two sentences about the cold autumn scenery in the northwest. The autumn sounds of trees and trees in "Another Kind" written by the Southern Dynasty Cloud, and the autumn sounds of mountains and mountains in cold colors: autumn wind blowing, scattered vegetation, cold and noisy.

North's Epitaph of Bulugu's Family, the Lady of Zhou Qiaocheng, was written by Wei Jiuyue: auxiliary words, meaningless. Foreword: season.

Don Wang Bo's Preface to the Autumn Pavilion: The sunset and the lonely Qi Fei are the same: the name of the bird, the wild duck. Qi Fei: The sun sets from the sky, and I am lonely from bottom to top, competing with Qi Fei.

A color: the water in autumn is blue, and the sky is blue, reflecting the water and forming a color. Don Wang Bo's "Preface to Autumn Farewell" is full of autumn, and the mountains are only brilliant. Tang's Wild Hope hangs on a different scene in the forest, and the autumn color is like Luo Yangchun's Early Autumn. The mountains are cold and blue, and the autumn water flows all day: the sound of running water.

Wei's "Farewell to Wangchuan" describes the scenery in late autumn in the following two sentences: the white stone rises in the west of Beijing, and the red leaves are sparse: the stream falls, the white stone dew falls, and the red leaves fall, leaving little. Wei's Poem on Two Que Inscriptions in the Mountain is full of autumn bamboo, and the cool Wuling Song and Tang Dynasties' Poem Looking at Qinchuan is full of autumn leaves, and the night pearl curtain is not frosted. Tang Wang Changling's "Five Poems of Long Xin Qiu": "The phoenix tree in the golden well is full of autumn leaves, and the curtain of the night pearl is not frosted.

Jade pillow jade pillow looks like a withered face, lying on your back and worrying about listening to the south temple-style leaking face. Bai Yue reflects the cold pool, and autumn rain grows moss. Liu Tang Changqing's "Youchan Shuangfeng Temple" went to the wild field in the south, because the leaves had fallen, and the wind in the cold zone was not far from the autumn of North Haoran's "Huai Yue Chu Han Jiang". When you are away from home, it is cold in Qiu Lai and cool in Qingjiang. Tang Li Bai's "Appreciating the Rain" Autumn geese are accompanied by the wind. I look at each other in this village and drink my wine.

Tang Dynasty's Secretary of Xuanzhou Zhuangbie Li Bai's Lonely Place of Orange Pomelo, Lonely Place of Autumn Old Indus: People Cooking Smoke. Cold orange pomelo: The cold smoke in autumn makes the orange sleeves chilly.

The two sentences are written about human beings, orange pomelo is dark blue, and phoenix tree is yellowish, showing a late autumn scenery. Tang Li Bai's "Qiudeng Xuancheng Xietiao North Building" Huang Yun yellow birds, autumn dusk trees. Tang Du Fu "In late autumn, Changsha Cai Wufeng sent Liu Yin to join the army at a royal drinking banquet, and Yu Fengzhou returned to Shanxi Province". The fishermen who stayed there are still vague. In the clear autumn, swallows come and stay there for two nights.

So: still. Tang Du Fu's Eight Poems of Autumn Prosperity is in Qujiangtou, Xiakou of Zhaitang, and Wan Lifeng's smoke meets autumn sand on the far shore of Tang Du Fu's Eight Poems of Autumn Prosperity. Even the mountains are illuminated by night, and autumn is near in the sky. The moon on earth is clear, and Du Fu of Tang Dynasty cries in August and autumn. My home is Sanlian Caotang. cogon

Describe the scene of vilen in late autumn: the wind blows the thatch on the vilen and the wild fire burns the withered mulberry trees. Don Cen Can's "Going to the Girder, but Sending to the Mad Lord" Autumn wind moves Wan Li, and the sunset glow is high. Tang Dynasty's "Gongbei Qiuxing sends Cui Mingyun" came back to life, and the cold came back to life: sunset, dusk.

Turbulence: A criss-crossing river. Zhang: A steep mountain peak.

Qi's Mid-Autumn Festival on the South Mountain and the West Peak.

7. The poem "Fishing Songs" describing autumn (Li Xun)

Chu Shanqing, Xiang Shuilu and the spring breeze are not enough. Grass and sand, flower clusters,

The fishing boat is singing.

The letter was floating and sinking, out of control, and was fished back into the bay by the moon. Wine is full of respect, clouds are full of houses,

There is no human honor or disgrace.

Spend the autumn, it is a rainy night, and Orange Island is picturesque. In the blue smoke, under the bright moon,

Let's go back to the starting point of the ship.

Water is home, tents are houses, and fish soup and rice are commonplace. A glass full of wine and a shelf full of books,

Don't worry about fame and fortune.

Willow weeping silk, flowers full of trees, warblers singing at dusk in spring. Canoeing from a deep pool,

Sing home slowly.

Don't hang on the ribbon any more, but also act, the lonely village refers to the clouds. Xiachangting near Shen Du,

Startled up a row of sand herons.

Jiuyi Mountain, Sanxiangshui and Lu Hua are in the autumn wind. Water, in the mountains and the moon,

A game of crossing clouds on the moon.

Drums and harps, ants and boats. Everything has no end,

Don't talk about waking up drunk.

8. What are the poems describing bleak autumn colors? 1, Night Book Southern Song Dynasty-Ye Shaoweng

Original text:

The rustling leaves send the cold sound, and the autumn wind moves the guests on the river.

I know that children choose to promote weaving, and a lamp fell on the fence at night.

The rustling autumn wind blows the leaves of the plane, bringing chills, and the wanderer who travels outside can't help but miss his hometown. Suddenly I saw the light under the fence in the distance. I thought it was a child catching crickets.

2, "Mountain Walk" Tang-Du Mu

Original text:

As far away as Hanshan, the stone path is oblique, and people are in Bai Yunsheng.

Stop and sit in the maple forest late, and the frost leaves are red in February flowers.

In late autumn, I climbed up the distant mountain along the winding path, and there were people in the place where the white clouds were generated. I stopped because I like the late autumn scenery of Fenglin. Maple leaves dipped in autumn frost are better than February red flowers.

3, "Autumn Ci" Tang-Liu Yuxi

Original text:

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.

Translation; Since ancient times, poets and poets have lamented the depression, desolation and emptiness of autumn. I say autumn is far better than spring. It's crisp in autumn and clear in Wan Li. A crane soaring in the sky, pushing away the stratus clouds, also inspired my poems to fly to the clear sky in Wan Li.

4, "On the Great River" Northern Song Dynasty-Wang Anshi

Original text:

There was an autumn wind blowing on the river, and the fallen flowers on the river bank floated down in the evening sky.

The flute of love, blowing farewell, blows to the mountains in the east with the autumn wind.

Autumn wind is blowing on the river, and the fallen flowers on the river bank fall in the sunset. The feeling of parting makes the distant flute blow, and with the autumn wind blows to the east of the mountain.

5, "Clear Sand and Autumn" Yuan-Bai Pu

Original text:

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.

The sun is gradually sinking in the west, and the sunset glow on the horizon is gradually dissipating, leaving only a few dim colors, reflecting the quiet and lonely village in the distance and dragging out long shadows. Light smoke floated into the air, several crows perched on a rickety old tree, and a wild goose flew down in the distance and crossed the sky. Beautiful scenery; Frosted grass, flaming maple leaves and golden flowers are swaying in the wind together, and the colors are very bright.