0 1, the most gorgeous and beautiful first frost poem: parking and sitting in the maple forest late, the frost leaves are red in February flowers.
Mountain travel
Don Mutu
As far away as Hanshan, the stone path is oblique, and people are in Bai Yunsheng.
Stop and sit in the maple forest late, and the frost leaves are red in February flowers.
The flaming maple leaf is the swan song before the cold and bleak autumn comes. Gorgeous and bright maple leaves, like clouds and fire, are better than flowers blooming in early spring and February. It is as rosy and brilliant as a raging fire, so beautiful that Du Mu can't help but stop and admire it.
Although the flowers in spring are charming, they are less tenacious and strong than the red maple in late autumn. In the first frost season, the mountains and red forests are dyed, which is a good time to watch alone.
02. The most inspirational poem of the first frost: The mountains and rivers are clear and the frost comes at night, and several trees are dark red and light yellow.
Two autumn ci poems
Don Liu Yuxi
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.
The mountains and rivers are clear and frosty at night, and several trees are deep red and light yellow.
Trying to get under a tall building is as crazy as spring.
It is already late autumn, with beautiful scenery and pure autumn water. At night, the first frost appeared. The trees all over the mountains turn from green to yellow, and there is a blush between the two trees from time to time, and the mangrove forest turns yellow. Liu Yuxi changed the tone and tradition of his predecessors' sorrow for spring and autumn, and enthusiastically praised autumn. He believes that "autumn is better than spring", and autumn is not as frivolous as spring.
Liu Yuxi's youth was successful and the spring breeze was in full swing, but he was hit and relegated to Langzhou. In the gloomy autumn, he is not heavy, singing passionate autumn hymns and inspirational hymns.
03. The most melancholy first frost poem: Frost night, Jiang Feng, fishing and sleeping.
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.
In the 12th year of Tianbao (753), Zhang Ji was admitted as a scholar, and the Anshi Rebellion broke out in the 14th year of Tianbao. With the turbulent times, many scribes in Zhang Jihe fled to Jiangsu and Zhejiang where the political situation was relatively stable.
On an autumn night when the moon falls and the sky is full of frost, the poet took a boat to the Maple Bridge outside Suzhou, looked at the beautiful autumn scenery in the south of the Yangtze River, faced with the cold river, flaming maple trees and a little fishing fire, and thought of being in a foreign country, full of melancholy, so he wrote this little poem.
04. The most beautiful poem in "The First Frost": Whoever gets drunk in the frost forest at dawn always makes people cry.
Farewell, Changting, Gong Zheng, Right and Good.
Yuan. Master Wang
The blue sky, yellow flowers and the west wind are tight. The geese fly south.
Who is drunk in Xiao Lai's frost forest? Always in tears.
White clouds are floating in the blue sky, yellow flowers fall all over the ground, and geese from the north fly south against the rustling north wind. Who dipped the frost forest into the drunken Burgundy? It must be someone else's tears.
Frost forest is drunk, but in the eyes of parting people, it makes people sad. Things in the world are always difficult to be satisfactory!