2, blue sky, yellow leaves. The autumn wind is full of waves, and the waves are cold and smoky. The mountain reflects the sun and the sky meets the water. The grass is ruthless, and the sunset is even more outside. Dark homesickness, thoughts of chasing travel. Every night unless, sweet dreams make people unable to sleep. The bright moon building is high and lonely. Wine becomes sorrow, acacia becomes tears. -"Su Muzhe Nostalgia" Fan Zhongyan
3. When I was in Wan Li, I was sad, like a willow in Tingzhou. The red sunset is in the temple outside the temple, and the wind has not yet come, and the wind has already blown the buildings in Xianyang. At dusk, birds fly in the garden, and in late autumn, cicadas chirp in the leafy trees. Passers-by don't ask about the past, only the Weihe River flows eastward as always. -"East Building of Xianyang City" Xu Hun
4, frosty night, Jiang Feng fishing and sleeping. In the lonely Hanshan Temple outside Suzhou, the bell that rang in the middle of the night reached the passenger ship. -"a night-mooring near maple bridge" Zhang Ji
5. Start collecting in the morning and visit your hometown. When a chicken crows at the Maodian Moon, people walk on the Banqiao Frost. Mistletoe leaves fall on the mountain road, and orange flowers are on the wall of the post. Because they remembered Ling Du's dream, the geese returned home full of food. -Wen Tingjun, "Doing Good and Walking Early"
6. I am thinking about that precious dagger poem, and my road has gone through many years. The yellow leaves are withered, the wind and rain are still destroyed, the noble buildings are rich, and the broad masses of people are playing beautiful dances and impatient strings. New friends are covered with secularism, so old friends are separated by layers. If you want to break these troubles in your heart, you should use a new wine to alleviate the pain. The price is 10 thousand or 8 thousand. -"Wind and Rain" Li Shangyin
7, early autumn leaves, falling like a guest. If you don't want to go down, cherish the old forest. -"Falling Leaves Return to Roots" Kong Shaoan
There are no neighbors except quiet nights. I live in the same old farmhouse. And the yellow leaves fall in the rain, just like the fate of the white-haired old man under the light. I've been alone for a long time, and I'm ashamed to meet you often. We are predestined poetry friends, not to mention you and my two cousins. -"When Cousin Lu Lun came to spend the night" Si Kongshu
9. Leaves fall like the spray of a waterfall, while I watch the long river roll forward. -Du Fu's "Ascending the Mountain"
10, the yellow leaves of the swallows fall, and look on the stage. Yun Lan broke at sea, and autumn scenery came. Hu Bing went to Shaguan, and Han Shi went to Guanguan. If you don't come back for a day, the grass will be destroyed. -"Qiu Si" Li Bai
The drooping leaves of foreign trees and the cold light of lanterns are lonely at night. -Ma Dai's "Autumn Chrysanthemum on the Dam"
Go south, wilderness, because leaves are falling, and the wind from the north makes the water cold. -Meng Haoran's Early Cold Pregnancy
13, Bai Zang sends solar terms first, and Xuanlv begins to welcome winter. The forest is yellow, and the running water consumes the green pool. First frost stays in court, cold with the wind. Stop playing and sing and dance fluently. -"October Education" Li Qiao
14, Qing Xu Gong Chunan, Shuang Kong. When barbarians act alone, clouds are also involved. Jungle storks are silent, hungry and greedy. The sick body does not move, shaking Ren Jiangtan. Pufan started in the morning, but the suburbs were cold and closed. Yellow leaves fell in the village, and Bai Ou went into the wild. The foundation is wet and the clouds are half clear. Winter in Wushan is very strange. It thundered last night. -Du Fu's Two Classical Poems
At dinner, we had to pick wild vegetables and use dried Sophora japonica leaves as kindling. -Yuan Zhen's "Mourning"
2. Autumn Yellow Leaves Poetry Su Curtain Covers Homesickness
Author Fan Zhongyan, Song Dynasty
Blue sky and yellow leaves. The autumn wind is full of waves, and the waves are cold and smoky.
The mountain reflects the sun and the sky meets the water. The grass is ruthless, and the sunset is even more outside.
Dark homesickness, thoughts of chasing travel. Every night unless, sweet dreams make people unable to sleep.
The bright moon building is high and lonely. Wine becomes sorrow, acacia becomes tears.
Translation annotation
White clouds and yellow leaves are everywhere. Autumn scenery is reflected on the blue waves on the river, and the water waves are glowing with cold smoke and green. The distant mountains are bathed in sunset, and the sky is connected with rivers. The grass on the shore seems heartless, beyond the setting sun.
Sad souls in different places, chasing the sadness of living in different places, can only make people unable to sleep every night, unless it is a dream. The bright moon shines on tall buildings, so don't lean on it alone. Picked up the wine to wash the sorrow, but turned into acacia tears.
3. Poems describing yellow leaves in autumn, the sky is blue and the leaves are yellow.
In the sky, the clouds are blue; Underground, covered with golden leaves. [From] Fan Zhongyan's "Su Mu Zhe" In the Northern Song Dynasty, the sky was blue, the leaves were yellow, the autumn colors were continuous, the waves were cold, and the smoke was thick.
The mountain reflects the setting sun and the sky meets the water, and the grass is ruthless, even outside the setting sun. Dark homesickness, thoughts of chasing travel.
Every night, unless? Sister Wen, what's wrong? C ジジ? cheese school? What's the point? Hey, sacrifice the curtains? Note: the soul of a dark hometown: dark, depressed and sad; Homesickness refers to the pain of homesickness, which makes people sad and ecstatic. Secret love, using Jiang Yan's Beppu, "Those who are ecstatic don't do it."
Thoughts of chasing travel: chasing, chasing and pestering. Thinking about traveling, worrying about traveling.
Every night unless, that is, the inversion of "every night unless" unless you sleep well every night.
Here is the pause of the beat. 1: There are white clouds and yellow leaves everywhere.
Autumn scenery is reflected on the blue waves on the river, and the water waves are glowing with cold smoke and green. The distant mountains are bathed in sunset, and the sky is connected with rivers.
The grass on the shore seems heartless, beyond the setting sun. Sad souls in different places, chasing the sadness of living in different places, can only make people unable to sleep every night, unless it is a dream.
The bright moon shines on tall buildings, so don't lean on it alone. Picked up the wine to wash the sorrow, but turned into acacia tears.
Translation 2: In the sky, the clouds are blue; Underground, covered with golden leaves, thick autumn colors are connected with the blue waves of the distant river, and the cold smoke floats on the blue waves, which is so bright and clean. The setting sun reflects the distant mountains, and the autumn waves connect the sky and the water. The setting sun can't shine on the grass in the distant hometown beyond the mountain, which makes people sigh and miss their hometown in vain, feel dejected, travel troubles and pursue hard. How do they spend the long night? Unless you dream of going home every night. The bright moon is in the sky, and pavilions are towering. Don't lean on the balcony alone.
Let's drink a glass of wine, and it will turn into homesick tears when it enters sadness. White clouds and yellow leaves are everywhere.
Autumn scenery is reflected on the blue waves on the river, and the water waves are glowing with cold smoke and green. The distant mountains are bathed in sunset, and the sky is connected with rivers.
The grass on the shore seems heartless, beyond the setting sun. Sad souls in different places, chasing the sadness of living in different places, can only make people unable to sleep every night, unless it is a dream.
The bright moon shines on tall buildings, so don't lean on it alone. Pick up the wine to wash your sorrow, but it all turns into acacia tears. Blue sky and white clouds, yellow leaves all over the ground, autumn colors connected with water waves, cold smoke and sadness on water waves.
The setting sun reflects the mountains, and the blue sky meets the white water, with the same color. The green spring grass is heartless and unintentional, extending to the distance until the sky beyond the sunset.
Homesickness makes me miserable, and life beyond the Great Wall deepens my worries. Loneliness day and night is unbearable, and only in a beautiful dream can time be difficult to get close to.
When the moon shines, don't go upstairs and lean against the fence, because you are looking at your hometown and there is nothing left. It's really an increase in sorrow that all the sorrows are turned into tears of acacia.
Blue sky, yellow leaves, autumn colors, and cold smoke on the waves. See Song Fan Zhongyan's Su Curtain Covering, which means there are clouds floating in the blue sky, and the ground is covered with yellow leaves. This thick autumn color has been stretched forward, connected with the green waves stacked on the upper layer of the river, and the cold wave has also painted the fog on the river with a layer of green. Through the blue clouds, yellow leaves, river waves and cold smoke, these sentences render the boundless autumn colors that diffuse between heaven and earth, with a broad realm and strong artistic appeal, thus becoming famous sentences handed down from generation to generation.
Wang Shifu's fourth book "The Romance of the West Chamber" begins with the third fold: "Blue sky and yellow land, tight west wind, flying south", which is obviously deeply influenced by it. It can be used to describe the scene of high autumn, and it can also be used to set off the desolate feeling of late autumn.
Appreciation: This poem Su Mu Zhe was written by Fan Zhongyan, a famous minister in the early years of Northern Song Dynasty. At that time, he was appointed as the Ambassador of Fu Xuan of Shaanxi No.4 Road, and presided over the military defense of Xixia.
On the frontier of frontier defense, the autumn wind is chilly, and the soldiers can't help but miss their hometown, so they have this song "Farewell" to express their feelings by autumn scenery. The first part of ci is mainly about scenery, and the second part is mainly about lyric.
The first cloud: Autumn has come, the sky is high and the clouds are light, the sky is clear and Wan Li, the leaves are yellow, the ground is withered, the river is cold, and a cool mist rises on the water surface. Yellow leaves covered with sunset, reflected in the river together; The withered leaves left the weeds and spread to the invisible horizon.
This is really an ironic and sad picture of Qiu Jingtu beyond the Great Wall. "Sunset" and "autumn colors" set each other off in interest, and the image of being warm and cold at first sight and weak in vitality is easy to cause people's worries; "Cao Fang" has no feelings, but is infinitely attached to the overgrown wasteland.
This is because the grass spreads to the distance beyond the sunset and communicates directly with the hometown of the mainland; Secondly, because the grass has withered, it will be green next year, but people are getting older every year. Who knows if the recruiter can see the next spring grass sprouting? Li He's poem says, "If there is love in the sky, it will be old". How can eternal nature and short life not arouse people's deep feelings? The next article is a thick cloud: autumn scenery is desolate in traffic jams, and he can't help but feel homesick, with gloomy clouds and gloomy fog. I couldn't sleep all night. As soon as I closed my eyes, I dreamed of being reunited with my family. It is especially painful to wake up in the middle of the night.
Forget it, forget it, let it dissolve in the moonlight. If the building is far away, don't climb up to see the moonlight. Let's drown our sorrows in wine to get rid of this long and lonely autumn night. It's just that I'm more worried by drinking. Being drunk deeply touches my sadness and turns into a little lovesick tear, which drops lightly on my chest.
This is a typical feeling of wandering in Qiu Si. "Darkness", eclipsed, means that the spirit is strongly stimulated, feeling depressed and sad.
"Thinking about traveling" is the melancholy of being a guest outside. "thinking" is the concept.
"Homesickness" and "thinking about traveling" are the center of the next movie, which are two aspects of a mood: homesickness and homesickness make people feel uneasy; It's sad to miss the distance. "Homesick soul" is nostalgia for the mainland; "Thinking about traveling" is a sad smell.
However, this word is not the work of Qiu Si, an ordinary wanderer, but a homesick work written by the commander-in-chief of frontier fortress. Zhang Huiyan said, "This is what it feels like to go to the countryside."
Xu Angxiao also said, "A man with a hard heart also makes this soul-killing language." From the emotional tone, it belongs to lingering "tenderness" and children's amorous feelings, which is sad rather than tragic.
Ji Changyun: "Wen Xi was a famous minister in the Song Dynasty, and his handwriting was beautiful.
4. Poems describing autumn leaves are as follows:
1, Su Curtain Cover of Fan Zhongyan in Northern Song Dynasty
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, thoughts of chasing travel. Every night unless, sweet dreams make people unable to sleep.
The bright moon tower is lonely, and the wine turns into sorrow and tears.
2. Jiang Qiuyue by Yang Ling in Tang Dynasty.
Longyan was sent to Xin Guo, a one-year-old Yin.
Autumn leaves are full of surprises and blue clouds are deep in sorrow.
On the moonlight of Wujiang River, the wind blows in the forest.
I made a few friends, and when I came back to my dream, I was afraid of being invaded.
3. Li Shangyin's "Send to Pei Heng" in the Tang Dynasty
Don't be extremely depressed and how to be more independent.
Autumn should be yellow leaves, and rain never tires of moss.
Shen Yue can only be thin, but Pan Ren is very talented.
Miscellaneous feelings can be sent at the end, but it is colder than ash.
4. Yang Heng's "Shanzhai Dusu gives Yan Renshang" in the Tang Dynasty.
Clouds and trees are in autumn, and yellow leaves are on the mountains.
It is difficult to sing at night, but dreams are idle.
The window lamp is cold, and the curtain is sad.
Why Zen is a guest, but you are discouraged in Wazhou.
5. Lu Lun's "Li Tong is easy to hurt autumn" in the Tang Dynasty.
At the age of 20, my head was white and Qiu Lai's leaves were yellow.
Scratching my head at the yellow leaves, I am sad with you.
6. The Autumn Equinox of Man Zi written by Sun Zhu in Song Dynasty.
I am looking forward to the sudden scenery, and I am sad and sad.
Chuke is sentimental and resentful, and the mountains are far away.
I watched the grass wither in the sky and the anvil was sparse at night.
Yellow leaves have no wind, and autumn clouds have no rain.
If there is love in the sky, it will be old and difficult to ban.
Old love is like a dream, feeling nowhere to pursue.
7. The Wind on the River by Cheng in Tang Dynasty.
Jiang Feng is depressed and has no strength to compete with Song Jun.
A leaf falls on the fisherman, and the sunset brings autumn colors.
5. Poems about "Yellow Leaves" What poems about "Yellow Leaves" are as follows:
1. The sound of a leaf, the sound of autumn, a little banana and a little sadness, after the third night of my dream. _ _ _ _ Xu Zaisi's Water Fairy Night Rain
2. The drooping leaves on foreign trees and the cold light of lonely lanterns at night. _ _ _ _ Ma Dai's "Autumn Chrysanthemum on Bashang"
Leaves fall like the spray of a waterfall, while I watch the long river roll forward. _ _ _ _ Du Fu's Ascending the Mountain
4. The rustling leaves send the cold sound, and the autumn wind on the river moves the guests. _ _ _ _ Ye Shaoweng's Night Book
5. Who wants the west wind to be cool alone, and the yellow leaves close the window and reminisce about the sunset? _ _ _ _ Nalanxingde's "Huanxisha, who reads the west wind alone?"
6. Lotus can be picked in Jiangnan. What is the lotus leaf? _ _ _ _ Anonymous "Jiangnan"
7. The lotus leaves are infinitely blue the next day, and the lotus flowers in the sun are of different colors. _ _ _ _ Yang Wanli "Xiao Jingci Temple sends Lin Zifang"
8. Green mountains and green waters, white grass, red leaves and yellow flowers. _ _ _ _ Bai Pu's "Clear Sand and Autumn"
9. Stop and sit in the maple forest late, and the frost leaves are red in February. _ _ _ _ Mutu's Mountain Road
10. It rains in the middle of the night, and the leaves sound goodbye. _ _ _ _ Zhou Zizhi's partridge day, when a little residual red is about to run out.
1 1. Lotus leaves hate being born in spring, and they hate being born in autumn when they are dry. _ _ _ _ Li Shangyin travels alone in Qujiang in late autumn.
12. Tall buildings yearn for dusk, and there is rustling rain on the leaves of airplanes. _ _ _ _ Yan Shu's "Walking on the Shahe River, There is no wave in the blue sea"
13. One night, the sound of rain turned into a dream, and Qiu Lai was sent to the lotus leaf. _ _ _ _ Chen Wenshu's summer poems
14. On the leaves, Chuyang is dry and rainy, and the water surface is clear and round. _ _ _ _ Zhou Bangyan Su Muzhe Liao Chenxiang
15. I don't know who cut the thin leaves, but the spring breeze in February is like scissors. _ _ _ _ He's Willow Poems
16. The mountain city is full of rain flowers and banyan leaves are full of warblers. _ _ _ _ Liu Zongyuan's "Liuzhou Ficus leaves fall in February"
17. Fallen leaves gather and disperse, and Western jackdaw in the west is shocked. _ _ _ _ Li Bai's "357 words/autumn wind words"
6. The beautiful sentence of yellow leaves in autumn 1. Although there is no white clothes in winter in autumn, its orange clothes are not bad either! And it's much warmer than that white skirt in winter.
2. In autumn, the sky is clear and white clouds are smiling. Tall poplars are clapping their hands, and the wind is quietly conveying good news.
3. Gradually lift the full moon into the sky. A transparent gray cloud, lightly covering the moonlight, seems to be a wisp of light smoke in the field, as if falling into a dream. After the sunset glow passed, the smoke in the fields disappeared, and the water was as clear as light, washing the soft autumn night.
It is the middle of 1 1 month, but there is no sign of winter coming. Looking up, the sparse branches cross each other, sometimes occasionally leaking a ray of sunshine. The sun is shining among the leaves, always behind me. Its fine silhouette blends with the real scene in the pool, which is similar in seven points, and it is unclear for a moment.
Autumn rain slides down the tiles like a naughty child.
6. Leaves fall like the spray of a waterfall, while I watch the long river roll forward. Stop and sit in the maple forest late, and the frost leaves are red in February flowers.
7. Unconsciously, out of the Woods, the shore is lush reeds. From a distance, they blend in with nearby water and distant trees. The color goes from shallow to deep, like an oil painting. No matter how good a painter is, he can't mix such colors. I can't help but think of a poem: since ancient times, autumn has been sad and lonely. I said autumn was born in spring!
At the end of the forest, the distant harvest scene jumped into my eyes. In the field, the rice is golden, as if the ground is full of gold ingots. Rice has been bent by the crown above its head, but it is not satisfied with the status quo and will continue to grow. It seems to be about to set a Guinness World Record! He has a happy smile on his face. As soon as the wind blew, he waved to us and invited me to have a look at the place where he lived.