Poems of Autumn Wind
1. Looking at the cold city, the plain and clear sky is clear.
2. The autumn wind is bleak and the waves are rising. ——Cao Cao's "Viewing the Sea"
3. Last year I bid farewell to my neighbors, but now I am surprised by the new thatched cottage. The flowers bloom and ask each other, not the old masters of the village. ——Wei Zhuang's "Yan Lai"
4. My house is too low for you to live in, even if the carved beams and painted pavilion are wide. It is necessary to carefully choose a nesting place, but not to be uneasy when the nest is completed. ——Du Xunhe's "Spring Comes Swallow"
5. The three autumn leaves that have fallen off can bloom February flowers. ——Li Qiao's "Wind"
6. The autumn wind is bleak and the waves are rising. --Wei Cao Cao's "Viewing the Sea"
7. The goddess is waiting for the arrival of the sun, and the sky is blue in black clothes. Bathing in the rain, dancing in the spring breeze. Congratulating each other on the side of the carved lantern, flying in the green curtain. Don't be frightened and leave your claws behind. I still hope to know Wu Palace. ——Li Qiao's "Swallow"
8. After the little peach faded, a pair of swallows flew to several families. The light smoke is dim at dawn, the dusk clouds on the Xiang River are far away, the cold remains outside the curtain, and the sun is slanting into the depths of the red building. ——Wu Wenying's "Two Swallows"
9. Since ancient times, autumn has been sad and lonely, and I say that autumn is better than spring. ——Liu Yuxi's "Autumn Poems"
10. Seeing the autumn wind in Luoyang City, I want to write tens of thousands of books.
11. The autumn wind is bleak, the weather is cool, and the grass and trees are shaking and turning into frost. ——Wei Cao Pi's "Yan Ge Xing"
12. In autumn, the houses look like Tao's house, and the fences everywhere are gradually sloping. ——Yuan Zhen's "Chrysanthemum"
13. After the swallow returns to its nest, it leaves the group, chanting against the east wind and hating the sun. It's been a year since we last saw each other, and you can't stop me from wandering around. ——Luo Ye's "Cherishing Spring"
14. The stone body is still heavy, but the ability to hold the mud is still weak. I always go to the first place and fly together. ——Zhang Wei's "Ode to Swallows"
15. The autumn day is miserable, and all the flowers are covered with flowers. The autumn wind is miserable, and all the flowers are withered. ——"The Book of Songs·Xiaoya·April"
16. The two swallows were frightened by the food on the road and entered this hall with mud in their mouths. Avoid dryness and dampness, and avoid inflammation and coolness. ——Du Fu's "Two Swallows"
17. Silently, I went up to the west tower alone, the moon was like a hook. The lonely Wutong deep courtyard locks Qingqiu. ——Li Yu's "Happy Meeting"
18. It's dusk when the small building returns to Yan. Loneliness locks the high door. Light wind and drizzle, cherishing the flower weather, passing the spring equinox one after another. ——Du Anshi's "Youth Travel"
19. The petrel is slightly squinting, and it will come temporarily in the spring. Little did he know that the mud was cheap, but the jade hall was open. ——Zhang Jiuling's "Ode to Swallows"
20. Silver candles paint the screen in the cold autumn light, and small fans flutter against the flowing fireflies. ——Du Mu's "Autumn Evening"
21. There is no need to be busy racing against the water. It's as interesting as leaning against the eaves. The wind blows far away, and the rain returns. ——Huangfu Ran's "Fu De Eaves Swallow"
22. I often fly next to the painted eaves, but suddenly I fly to the empty beam. Forget the Wang family and the Xie family, there is no place to hold mud. ——Liu Kezhuang's "Bu Shuzi (Yan)"
23. The wealthy family is so busy with the five-color mud and fragrant fragrance that they are busy building their nests. The beauty is dreaming during the day, both of them are still on the carved beams.
——Li Zhong's "Yan"