Autumn is not only a harvest season, but its whole temperament is mature and has its own quiet beauty after years. Although the autumn wind is inevitably bleak, the fallen leaves are not in a hurry, and they always play slowly in the air. The autumn rain drips and drips, soaking everyone's hearts. Yan array was stunned by the cold, and his voice was broken in the sky. Autumn insects chirp, weaving time is like a wisp.
It's getting late and the mountains and rivers are already autumn. I hear the sound of autumn in my poems and feel the footsteps of time.
Climb Yueyang Tower with Xia Twelve.
Tang Libai
Climb the Yueyang Tower and overlook the Yangtze River until you reach the open Dongting Lake.
It breaks my heart to see geese flying south, and the distant mountains are in the title of a good month.
On the upper floor of the sky, stay in the chair and upload a glass of wine from the sky.
The cool breeze rising after drunkenness, blowing the sleeves with the wind, we will return.
In "Wang Yang", Li Bai can write both sadness and joy heroically. In the autumn of the second year of Su Zonggan Yuan, Li Bai was pardoned. On his way back to Jiangxia, he went to Yueyang to compose poems and write this article.
When you climb Yueyang Tower, you can see the scenery of Dongting, and your eyes are open and your mood is suddenly enlightened. Wild geese often cause homesickness and wandering pain for wanderers, while Li Bai watched the wild geese fly high and listened to the cries of wild geese in the sky, but felt that all the sadness in his heart was taken away by them, and he only felt relaxed and happy. When I am happy, everything looks lovely. When the moon came out of the mountain pass, Li Bai thought it was specially brought to him by the mountain. The word "title" is well used, which not only outlines a picture of the mountain and the moon, but also makes the mountain "intentional" and highlights the poet's pleasure.
In the last two couplets, Li Bai stayed in Yueyang Tower to drink, and then went home drunk. Not human, very fairy. Li Bai has "floated" to the clouds in the sky, and when he was drunk, the cool wind came and his sleeves fluttered, which was quite like a sage like type.
Sleeping at night in autumn rain
Tang Bai Juyi
Three cold autumn nights, a comfortable old man.
After lights out, sleep in the beautiful rain.
Grey thermos flask, fragrant warm quilt.
The sun is shining, it is freezing, and the frost leaves are full of red.
Bai Juyi was in his sixties when he wrote this poem. His official business is idle and he doesn't dwell on unnecessary things, so he calls himself "the old man at ease".
Autumn night is inevitably "cold", but Bai Juyi enjoyed it very much, and started the stove before winter. Autumn rain is falling, and many poets are listening to the footsteps until dawn, but Lao Bai has no worries and sleeps more beautifully in the rain. Because rain belongs to "white noise", it can shield other sounds and really help sleep. It is really a pleasure to fall asleep in the rain if you are in a leisurely mood.
After a good night's sleep, it cleared up. Laobai still didn't want to get up, but he felt a little cold, so he got up and added fire, and then went to sleep. Such an idle life and a quiet state of mind are really desirable.
Wu Wenying, a poet in the Song Dynasty, said: "The rain is early outside, finely woven and frosty." Insects in autumn are like a loom of time, which makes people feel the passage of time. Insect singing, dense as rain, wet the years. Do you hear the sound of autumn this fall?
Kawabata Yasunari said: "I think autumn is like an insect, which comes from the ground." Every season has its own voice, such as wind, rain, birds and insects, but there are extremely subtle differences, which can bring people different feelings and everyone's experience is different.