1, autumn night in the mountains, Tang
After the rain, the empty mountain stands in the pine forest in the dusk moonlight, and the crystal stone flows in the stream.
Bamboo whispered to the washerwoman who came home, and the lotus leaf gave in before the fishing boat. My friend's prince, spring has passed and you are still here. What does it matter? .
2, "Autumn Night" Tang
Guipo was born with autumn dew, but Luo was so thin that he never changed his clothes.
Andrew worked hard all night, but she was afraid to leave the room and couldn't bear to go home.
3, "Midnight Qiu Ge" Tang Libai
A moon hangs over the capital, and 10,000 washing hammers are beating.
Autumn wind blows my heart, forever blowing to Yumen Pass.
Oh, when will the Tatar army be conquered and when will my husband come back from the long battle! .
4, "Qiu Deng Xuancheng Xie Tiao North Building" Tang Libai
In a picturesque river, the mountain looks very clear, the rain catches the mirror, and the rainbow falls on the double bridge.
A cold orange pomelo and an old phoenix tree in autumn. Who will go to the north building, worship the wind.
5, "Jiande Night Sleeping" Tang Meng Haoran
When my boat was sailing in the fog, the day was getting dark, and ancient memories began to emerge: how vast the world was, how close the trees were to heaven, and how clear the moon in the water was! .
6, "Qiu Lai Denglan Mountain Zhang" Haoran
On the North Peak among the white clouds, you found your quiet seclusion. Now, when I climb this mountain to see you, my heart flies high with the geese.
If the weather is not so refreshing this autumn, the quiet evening may seem a bit sad. I watched the river bank and rested on the beach with the villagers who came home until the ferry came back.
There are trees like a row of grass on the horizon, and islands like the moon by the river. I hope you will come to see me and get drunk on the Double Ninth Festival with a basket of wine.
7, "Autumn Night" Tang Du Mu
Qiu Guang drew a cold screen with a silver candle and waved a small fan at the firefly.
Day and night are as cool as water. Sit and watch the morning glory and Vega.
8. "Ascending the Mountain" Tang Du Fu
In the sharp wind from the vast sky, apes are sobbing, and birds fly home on the clear lake and white beach.
Leaves fall like a waterfall, while I watch the long river roll forward.
I came from three thousand miles away. With the sadness of autumn, with my sorrow of a hundred years, I climbed this height alone.
Bad luck has formed a bitter frost on my temples, and heartache and fatigue are a thick dust in my wine.
9. Mid-Autumn Moon Song Sushi
The evening clouds are full of cold, and the silver-haired people silently turn to the jade plate.
If you don't meet a good night in this life, where will you see the bright moon next year?
10, Mid-Autumn Moon Tang Bai Juyi
Wan Li is incredible, adding sorrow and hate to travel around the world.
Who is stationed outside Gansu for a long time? Where is the new parting before the court?
After falling out of favor, the night Ji returned to the hospital was not the time for the veteran to go upstairs.
According to how many people are heartbroken, Jade Rabbit and Silver Toad are far from knowing.
1 1, Su Curtain Fan Zhongyan
Blue sky, yellow leaves, autumn waves, cold smoke on the 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, chasing travel, every night unless, good dreams make people sleep.
The bright moon tower is lonely, and the wine turns into sorrow and tears.
12, the pride of the fisherman Song Fan Zhongyan
The scenery in Qiu Lai is different, and Hengyang Goose is unknown.
The four sides are connected with each other.
Thousands of miles away, the city is closed and the smoke is long.
A glass of wine is Wan Li's home, but Ran Yan hasn't lost his mind.
The pipe strength is covered with frost.
When people are sleepless, the general is white-haired and tears for his husband.
2. I want to write my own poem about autumn!
Autumn is blue sky and yellow leaves.
There are mountains and forests everywhere in autumn.
In autumn, rice waves are rolling and fruitful.
Autumn is the moon cake of Mid-Autumn Festival and the cake of Chongyang.
Autumn is colorful and full of vitality.
Autumn is gentle,
She is like a mother, pregnant with every seed;
Autumn is sentimental because she has so many children.
Seeds sown in spring will be harvested in autumn!
Autumn is colorful,
Yellow leaves, green trees and red flowers,
Show you its beauty and moving!
Autumn is floating, and she gives us a good season of autumn;
Autumn is fruitful, and she gives us a golden harvest season;
Autumn is refreshing and charming. She is always full of elegant poetry ... autumn is a poem.
Autumn is a painting,
Autumn is a song,
Autumn is a beautiful dream.
Write a poem about autumn by yourself. 1 Autumn is the season of falling leaves. The maple leaves on the road fell all over the floor and looked orange. I like the feeling of walking on it like a carpet, because I love carpets, but there is no autumn in my home. There are migratory birds. Once I saw a flock of seagulls migrating on the roof of the city, and some of them chased after them, but the pigeons and crows in front of the door never migrated because they loved fast food. The sky is high. It may be that the mind of the sky opened in autumn. It may have been relieved by the wind and rain in summer. In autumn, He Qifang shook off the dew covered in the morning, and the sound of logging floated out of the valley. He put down his sickle, which was already full of fragrant rice, and packed the rich fruits and vegetables in the bamboo fence with a basket. In autumn, he lives in a farmhouse. He threw a round net at the cold fog on the river and put away the shadow of Chinese tallow leaves like a herring. Gently shake the paddle that has returned to the berth. In autumn, this game is played on fishing boats. The grass is getting wider and wider in the cricket's cry. Because of the dryness, the stream became drier. Where is the flute on the cow's back, the flute hole full of summer night fragrance and heat? Qiu Meng in the eyes of shepherdess. There is no rain lane in Qiujie. I can't meet a girl with an oiled paper umbrella like a clove. On the banks of Yang Liuyi, there are no traces of spring anywhere. The bustling city is full of inaudible whistles. There are always birds singing and insects singing, including Qiu Chan's four "Autumn Night on the River" and Liu Dabai's homing birds. Even if they are trapped, they still bring the sunset back. Their wings turn and sprinkle the sunset on the river; White-headed reeds also make up an instant beauty. (1923) "Dove" Hu looks pale and the sky is high and the clouds are light. What a late autumn weather! There is a flock of pigeons playing in the air. Look at them in twos and threes, circling back and forth, as if they were Italians. Suddenly, they turned over, reflecting the sunshine, and the white sky set them off. It was beautiful! (19 18) Autumn Morning says goodbye to you. On a starry night in first frost, I suffered from the pain that holy water is hard to wash. You stepped on my back. Welcome, Shu Dong, you are alive again! At this last moment, I opened my eyes, put my hands around the feet of the sun, watched the leaves tremble and dance, and listened to the sound of the city until I shed tears of joy! (1934) "Shanghai-Hangzhou Train" Xu Zhimo is in a hurry! Come on, come on! A cigarette, a mountain, a few clouds, a piece of water, a bridge, a muffled sound, a pine, a clump of bamboo, a piece of red leaves: colorful fields, colorful autumn scenery, clear as a dream, vague, looming,-urge! Is it a wheel or time? Urging old Qiu, urging old age! (1928) "Whispering" Xu Zhimo's autumn rain is a first-class cold autumn pool, a gaunt autumn willow, a timid autumn branch, a yellow autumn leaf, listening to his kiss, whispering Sanqiu's feelings and love stories, and finally gently brushing him away in autumn eyes. Who can afford to scratch and crawl romantically with silver fingertips? I don't believe it, but look at the light waves of the sea, but I can't help crying with the touch of its jade fingers! That's it: boring clouds, the beauty of the autumn moon, cold eyes and cold clothes to attend this happy wedding and funeral. (19221October 6) Autumn Moon Xu Zhimo is like moonlight. Tonight, because we are all looking up to it, it is full of charm. From it, it lingers on the eaves of the ancient city, and thousands of bricks breathe in its glory. It caresses the ruins of the scattered tombs outside the city. In the continuous sound of birds, it wants to see the old and new. (1930 10 month) "Qiu Meng" Dai Wangshu's sheep bell shook off the light leaves. Qiu Meng is faint, which is the gentle and graceful love of shepherdess. So my dream came quietly, but it carried a heavy past. Oh, now, I'm a little cold, a little cold and a little depressed. (193 1 year, the sun is no longer rekindled. I watched my sideburns fall, so I ushered in the autumn decorated by you. (19351October) Qiu Du even sounded a mature tone. After the past, that rainy and noisy summer, I no longer think about the severe and sultry test and the detailed memory of dangerous swimming. I have experienced the ground breaking in the spring bud, the distortion and injury in the bud growth, and the branches in these mature seasons of wisdom and emotion. The river seems to come from a deeper source. Turbulent airflow fermented into transparent wine in the valley; What autumn is blowing? The intoxicating fragrance has deeply dyed the autumn flowers and leaves. Street trees also imply something in red, and the wheels of bicycles are shining with vitality. The long arm of the tower crane points to the distance at high altitude, and the autumn sunshine scans the harvest information on it. (1autumn of 979) I came to Jiangnan for the first time in the autumn when chrysanthemums were in full bloom in Li Ji. Although I came in a hurry and was very busy, your beauty exceeded my imagination by a thousand times. Looking at your beautiful city, the most beautiful picture loses its color; Walking in the beautiful water town, even the eternal swan song seems pale and powerless. Your beauty makes me feel ashamed: I can't find a word to describe you in the word bag. People say, "There is heaven above and Suzhou and Hangzhou below". Heaven is just a fantasy that people weave according to your appearance. I know you can't show your magic in autumn, I have seen it.
4. Are there any poems about autumn, which you made up by yourself, and I am anxious about "autumn in my arms"?
Autumn in my arms
Qingyan in the south
Baiyunbei
Fallen leaves are knocking on the goose's back.
The fallen leaves cut the tears of the clouds.
My parting lover
It used to be in the east.
Time is in the west.
Who will stay in the story?
Who will be together in the future
Selected from the collection of poems of the Arctic monarch "Beyond Time"