Poetry about the sound of autumn

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[Song Dynasty]

He Zhu

"Bodhisattva Man·Plantains against the Rain and the Sound of Autumn"

The plantains are lined with the sound of rain and autumn. Luo Chuang is annoyed that the mandarin duck's dream has broken. I am worried about leaning on the curtain. The lanterns are red.

Pillow on the horizontal quilt and embrace the waves. It's a good night and no one is sleeping. Don't go to the east of Fenqiang. Pengshan is thousands of miles away.

The sound of autumn suddenly rises and the parasol trees fall, and the chirping of crickets adds to the desolation.

Sleeping with a pillow and a lamp behind me, the moon and lingering dreams come true.

3

[Song Dynasty]

Chen Shidao

"Qingpingle·Autumn Sound Hidden Land"

Autumn Sound Hidden land. Ye Ye did not pay attention. The ice cream streamer falls from the fan. The swallows are startled.

The night hall curtains close to the cloister. The wind curtain blows the fragrance. Lying down and looking at the bright moon, the dawn quilt can't stand the early coolness.

4

[Song Dynasty]

Jiang Jie

"The Sound of Slow Autumn"

Huanghua Shenxiang , the red leaves are lowered under the window, and the sound of autumn is desolate. The sound of rain came, accompanied by the sound of wind. At twenty-five o'clock, Li Qiao's door is unlocked and the sound is heard. Old friends far away, I asked who was shaking the jade pendant, and the bells under the eaves were ringing. The sound of colorful horns blows and the moon falls, gradually the camp and horses move, and the sound of bamboo pipes is heard everywhere. The adjacent lamp flashes, and there is still the sound of anvil in front of the lamp. I know that he complains about his sorrow until dawn, muttering and making many sounds of crickets. When the complaint is not over, half of it is given to Yan Sheng.

5

[Song Dynasty]

Zhu Dunru

"Happy Meeting·Yining of the Crested Birds to Complete the Sound of Autumn"

Yin crickets make the sound of autumn. The moon sets in the west. The lingering fragrance and lingering dreams are desolate, the lower city.

No one is seen. The screen is empty. The remaining number is updated. He even drew the curtains and sat alone, watching the green lanterns.