Poems about leaves

Poems about leaves

Cool night in the front yard (Bai Juyi)

The color of the dew mat is like jade, and the shadow of the wind is like waves.

I sit there and worry about the fallen leaves, and there is a bright moon in the courtyard.

Response to the dream of receiving a letter in autumn (Bai Juyi)

I was spared a serious illness, and I am willing to do my duty.

When the eyes are dim and the lamp is dim, you feel the best, and when your waist is thin, you will know better.

When the leaves are red with frost and the mustache is white with snow.

Sadness is due to aging, but there is no sadness in aging.

Playing with the New Garden Tree (Bai Juyi)

In early April, the new leaves become overcast. The shaking scenery is beautiful and the covered courtyard is deep.

Is there anyone here who has nothing to do? Not only can you play with things, but you can also relax your clothes.

I often talk to Taoists or listen to poets. The spring is full of fragrance and there are many singing birds at night.

Occasionally find a quiet and leisurely place, and then forget the worldly mind. To realize that the true hermit does not need to be in the mountains and forests.