In study, work and life, everyone has collected poems that impressed him deeply. Poetry is a highly concise sentence that constitutes poetry. Still struggling to find excellent classic poems? The following are the poems I compiled for you, which fall into autumn overnight, for your reference, hoping to help friends in need.
Poetry 1 1, a walk in the mountains, an autumn night.
Don Mutu
The stone road winds to the cliff in the distance.
There are people in the depths of white clouds.
I stopped the carriage and was fascinated by Fenglin.
The frosty autumn leaves are redder than the flowers in February.
2. On the river
Wang Shi (Qing)
How about Wutou Chuwei Road? Autumn is foggy and rainy, and Bai Bo is in darkness.
Crossing the river in the cold wave at night, the forest is full of Yan Huang.
3. Mujiang drink
Tang Bai Juyi
The sun sets,
Half the river rustles and half the river is red.
Poor night of September 3rd,
Dew is like a real pearl, and the moon is like a bow.
4. A short message to a friend in the north on a rainy night.
Tang Li Shangyin
June asked whether the return date has not yet been determined.
Autumn pool night rain rises.
When * * * cut off the western window candle,
But words in the rain at night.
I thought of my brothers in Shandong when I was on holiday in the mountains.
Tang Wang Wei
As a stranger in a foreign land,
Please think twice about your relatives during the festival.
Know where the brothers climb,
There is one person missing from the dogwood.
6, "Gushan Temple Duanyan Master Room Write Hope"
Lin Bu (Song)
At the bottom of the tower, the pavilion is in Tashi, Gushan.
The gloomy painting axis Lin Temple is littered with chess shuttlecocks.
Autumn sometimes flies alone, and the sunset is just cold smoke.
Stay up late and love my family more, just wait and see the snowy day again.
7. Title Chrysanthemum
Don Huang Chao
Until September 8th in Qiu Lai,
I killed a hundred flowers after bloom.
The incense array pervades Chang' an,
The city is full of golden flowers.
8. climb high
Tang Du Fu
The wind is fast and high, the ape cries sadly, and the birds are circling in the white sand.
The endless trees are rustling leaves, and the Yangtze River is rolling unpredictably.
Li in the sad autumn scenery, a wanderer all the year round, lives alone on the high platform in today's illness.
After all the hardships and hatred, the white hair is full, and the wine glasses are damaged.
9. Wang Dongting
Tang Liu Yuxi
The lake and the moon blend together,
There is no wind on the pool surface, and the mirror is not polished.
Looking at Dongting,
Green snail in a silver plate.
10, autumn words
Tang Liu Yuxi (I)
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.
Qiu Si Tianjinsha 1 1
Yuan. Ma Zhiyuan
Old vines and faint crows, small bridges and flowing water.
The ancient road is sparse, the sun sets, and heartbroken people are in the end of the world.
12, autumn poems
Don Liu Yuxi
Beautiful scenery, with frost at night, a few trees are dark red and light yellow.
Trying to get deep into the bone marrow is as crazy as spring.
Qiu Si 13
Tang Zhangji
The annual autumn wind blows to Luoyang city, and my wandering son doesn't know how his relatives in his hometown are; Writing a letter to peace has too much to say and I don't know where to start.
When the letter is written, I am worried that I have not finished what I want to say; When the messenger started, he opened the envelope and gave it to him.
14, night parking near Fengqiao
Ji Zhang
Frosty night, Jiang Feng, fishing fire, worrying about sleep.
Hanshan Temple outside Gusu City, the bell rang to the passenger ship at midnight.
15, an autumn night in the mountains
Don
The empty mountains are bathed in a new rain, and feel the early autumn at night. The bright moon shed clear light from the cracks and cleared the fountain on the rocks.
The bamboo forest is sonorous, the washerwoman returns, and the lotus leaves are swaying to get on the canoe. Spring spring might as well give it a rest, and the autumn sun can stay on the hills for a long time.
16, autumn serenade
Don
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.
17, midnight Qiu Ge
Tang Libai
There is moonlight in Chang 'an, and all the families in Yi Dao are there.
The autumn wind blew Yi Dao's voice, and every household remembered the people guarding the border.
When will the border war be settled and when will my husband end his expedition?
18, Xietiao North Building, Qiudeng Xuancheng
Tang Libai
In the picturesque river, the mountains and rivers are beautiful and the sky is clear. The rain caught the mirror and the rainbow fell on the double bridge.
Orange forest pomelo is set off in the cold smoke of kitchen smoke; Autumn is boundless, and the phoenix tree has become old. Besides me, who will think of the North Tower and welcome the autumn wind, Miss Xie?
19 "Qiu Lai Denglan Mountain" Zhang
Tang Meng Hao ran
Facing the white Yun Qi Fu Feifei on the mountain ridge, I can enjoy myself as a hermit. Now, when I climb this mountain to see you, my heart flies high with the geese.
Sadness is often the mood of dusk, and the mood is often the atmosphere of autumn. Tourists come to the village on the mountain, walk across the beach, sit at the ferry and have a rest.
The forest in the distance is like a shepherd's purse, overlooking the river bank like a crescent moon. I hope you will pick me up, bring a basket of wine and get drunk on the Double Ninth Festival.
20.autumn night
Dondum
In the autumn night, candlelight reflected the screen, and Fan slapped the fireflies with his hand.
Day and night are as cool as water. Sit and watch the morning glory and Vega.
One Night in Autumn: Poem 2 "Yulinling"
Cold and sad. The pavilion was late and the shower began to rest.
All the accounts are not in the mood. I miss places and Lanzhou to urge me to send them.
Holding hands and looking at each other, tears swirled in my eyes until there were no words at last, and a thousand words stuck in my throat and I couldn't say it.
Thinking about thinking, thousands of miles of smoke, dusk, chutiankuo.
Love hurts and leaves since ancient times. What's more, it is a cold autumn festival.
Where did you wake up tonight? Yang Liuan and Xiaofeng are dying.
After the New Year, it should be a good time and a good scene.
Customs are strange, who to talk to.
Klang Ganzhou
Facing the rain from the sky, a piece of washed autumn scenery on the river is particularly cold.
The bleak frost wind is tight, the river surface of the mountains and rivers is deserted, and the setting sun shines on the tall buildings.
Red flowers wither everywhere, and all the beautiful scenery gradually disappears.
Only the gushing water of the Yangtze river flows eastward without sound.
Without the heart to climb the distance and overlook the distant home, it is difficult to gather the desire to go home.
Sigh for years, why stay.
I miss a beautiful woman. I look forward to it, but I miss it several times. The sky knows my way home.
She will know that I am so sad leaning against the railing, and I am so sad.
Qu Guan Yu
Yunfei is long, the river is getting late, and the smoke waves are long.
Wangjiang noodles, in the swing, staring?
I am in Beijing, Yingying Fairy. Don't write an inscription.
There is no evidence to break the wild goose. Ran Ran flies down to Tingzhou, thinking of dragons.
I wonder how many good times there were.
Do you know that it is difficult to gather and disperse and turn into rain and hate clouds? Stop chasing you.
Every time I climb a mountain near the water, I have a lifetime of worries.
Silence, eternal silence, but lower floors.
Zhuguniang
Lonely base desolate, dangerous pavilion wide, Yan Zhujing.
Rain hangs on the neon lights of women, and the wind blows on the threshold of men, slightly annoying the summer heat.
Gradually, I feel that a leaf surprises autumn and cicadas sing late.
Looking at the scenery and thinking about the past refers to God's Beijing, not the depths of fog and smoke.
Because new troubles are easy to accumulate, it is difficult to get together.
Stop at the peak of the day. Won, disappeared, speechless.
The eyes are dim, the crows are messy, and the bleak river is dusk.
The south tower draws a corner to send the sunset.
Youth journey
Sawtooth smoke tree Baling bridge. The scenery is the best.
Weeping willows, after several climbs, gaunt Chu palace waist.
The sunset is idle, Qiu Guang is old, and his thoughts are full of happiness.
A song of Yang Guan, heartbroken sound, alone LanRao.
Youth journey
The ancient horse in Chang 'an was delayed. Gao Liuchan lives in disorder.
The sun is shining and the autumn wind is blowing gently. I look at the sky and see it falling from all directions.
Return to the cloud without a trace, where is the early stage.
I'm not familiar with it. The drinkers are bleak, unlike last year.
Look at the tides of the sea
Southeast shape wins, Sanwu city, Qiantang has been prosperous since ancient times.
Smoke willow painting bridge, wind curtain and green curtain, interlaced with 100 thousand people.
Clouds and trees surround the bank and sand. The raging waves roll with frost and snow, and the natural hazards are endless.
Pearl in the city, luxury in every household.
Thick lakes overlap and are clear. There are Sanqiu cassia seed and Shili Lotus.
Qiang tube clear sky in Wan Li, night, enjoy the lotus.
A thousand riders have high teeth. Drunk to listen to the flute and drum, enjoy the haze.
The map of the future will be good. I will go back to Fengchi to boast.
To Pimp a Butterfly
Looking at the rain, the clouds were broken, quietly looking at Qiu Guang.
The bleak evening scene made Song Yu sad.
The wind is light, the apple is old, the moon is cold and the leaves are yellow.
Emotional distress. Where is the old friend, the smoke is boundless.
Unforgettable cocktail party, several lonely moons, and repeated star frost.
The sea is vast and the mountains are far away. I don't know where Xiaoxiang is!
Reading Shuang Yan's hard-to-trust letters, returning home at dusk with no knowledge.
Look at each other in the dark. In the sound of the broken rainbow, the sunset stands.
Qi family
It's late autumn, and a short rain falls on the courtyard.
The story of chrysanthemum The story of chrysanthemum withered and the Indus River was dead.
Sad, Wangjiang Pass, Yun Fei dim sunset.
What a sad sight, overlooking the rivers and mountains, the afterglow of the sunset.
Looking back on that year, Song Yu, who was sentimental, saw how sad this autumn was. She used to climb mountains and rivers.
Thousands of miles away in Wan Li, the road is difficult, and the road is so sad. I especially hate hearing the sound of running water from the long river.
At this time, the whine of fallen leaves and the chirping of crickets in the hay are very noisy.
In the posthouse, it's the same as each other, year after year.
Dewdrops in the autumn wind began to get cold, and in the middle of the night, the pain in the chest became worse.
On second thought. Acacia, long night unbearable for such a scene, careful calculation, recalling the past.
At that time, fame and fortune did not exist, but in Song Lou brothels and other scenic spots, the time consumed every year.
The infinite city of the capital reminds me that when I was young, I just wanted to have fun every day.
In addition, there are many strange friends who linger with the live wine and live songs.
However, after parting, time flies, and those fun and fun scenes are like a dream, with a little cigarette in front of us.
Read fame and fortune, gaunt and long. It is those who have fame and fortune that make me so haggard and will fetter me.
Miss the past, leaving residual sadness. The arrow falls lightly, the cold is slight, and the sound of horn virtue comes from afar, the sound of sound.
Silent to the window, the light went out and waited for dawn, and the shadow couldn't sleep alone.
Gan Caozi.
At dusk in autumn, the lotus is scattered and the pearls are raining.
The moon is born after the rain, and it is freezing.
There is no companion in the pool because of sadness, only this one, lonely mood!
But next to the parrot in the golden cage, the words pink lang are written.
Autumn Night Poem 3 "Autumn Night Song"
Don
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.
The last chrysanthemum
Tanghuangchao
Waiting for September 8 of the lunar autumn,
Blooming chrysanthemums are in full bloom, Chang 'an is fragrant, the city is bathed in the fragrance of chrysanthemums-Italy, and the land is like golden chrysanthemums.
Autumn wind ci
Liuhanche
Autumn wind rises in Bai Yunfei, the plants are yellow, and the geese return to the south.
You have beautiful orchids, beautiful chrysanthemums and beautiful women. You can't forget it.
Pan-built boats to help Fenhe River, wandering around.
Flute drums sing, joys and sorrows.
When will you be young?
A night berth near Fengqiao.
Tang zhangji
Crows fell on the moon, crowed coldly, slept on maple trees, and slept in fishing lanes by the river.
In the lonely Hanshan Temple outside Suzhou, the bell that rang in the middle of the night reached the passenger ship.
Mountain travel
Dai Chao Dumu
In the distance, there are cold mountains, oblique stone paths and people in the depths of white clouds.
Stop and sit in the maple forest late, and the frost leaves are red in February flowers.
Climb the balcony
Don du fu
The wind is fast and high, the ape cries sadly, and the birds are circling in the white sand.
The endless trees are rustling leaves, and the Yangtze River is rolling unpredictably.
Li in the sad autumn scenery, a wanderer all the year round, lives alone on the high platform in today's illness.
After all the hardships and hatred, the white hair is full, and the wine glasses are damaged.
Sumuzhe blue sky
Song Fan Zhongyan
Blue sky, yellow leaves, autumn colors, cold smoke, green waves. The mountain reflects the setting sun and the sky meets the water, and the grass is ruthless, even outside the setting sun.
Dark homesickness, chasing travel, every night unless, good dreams make people sleep. The bright moon tower is lonely, and the wine turns into sorrow and tears.