Poems describing fallen leaves in winter

"Magpie Treading Leaves" Qing Liwen

I am sad and yellow, and I have no strength at all. I do all the autumn sounds and build a dry side. It is suspected that the screen window is stormy, and the setting sun sends crows in a hurry. It's no better than falling flowers, east and west, north and south, everyone knows. Last night, the wall of the small building was cold, and half a pile of golden wells was frosty.

"Jiangnan Dream" Qing Qu Dajun

Sad leaves fall in spring. There are still leaves in Ye Fei every year, and no one goes there every year, with red stripes and new tears.

Sad leaves will never come back. Even if the flowers are full of trees, the new branches are not old branches, and they are late with the water.

Sad leaf (northern dynasty) filial piety

Sad tree leaves, overlapping, overlapping and flying, are gone forever. The long branches are in the shade, but the yellow birds are lost. Late buds are mixed and flowers are upside down. Chaotic spring, spring breeze, spring breeze At this time, one frost and two creams can still be used. Six Danes have been rustling in the morning, and at first glance, they are surprised by the wind and stand out from the crowd. Sad leaves, when will be returned. Yesterday * * * was fundamental and irrelevant. Each goes with the dust, and the high branch is hard to climb again.