1, an autumn night in the mountains
Original: after the rain, the mountains are empty and stand in the autumn night. The bright moon shed clear light from the cracks and cleared the fountain on the rocks. The bamboo forest is sonorous, the washerwoman returns, and the lotus leaves are swaying to get on the canoe. Spring spring might as well give it a rest, and the autumn sun can stay on the hills for a long time.
The empty mountain has been bathed in a new rain, and the arrival of the night makes people feel that it is early autumn. The moon is clear and clear, and the clear spring is flowing. The bamboo forest was noisy until the washerwoman came back, and the lotus leaves swayed like canoes. The wheat straw in spring might as well let it rest, and the prince and grandson in the mountains can stay in autumn.
2. Qiu Deng Wu Jiangjun Temple View
Gutai is always homesick in autumn. There are few people in the wild temple, and Yunfeng is separated by water depth. The sunset clings to the old city, and the clear sound echoes in the empty forest. Southern dynasties, what's left? , today alone in the Yangtze River.
The dilapidated vegetation of the ancient terraces has withered, and the autumn colors have aroused my homesickness. In the wilderness, there are few pedestrians in the temple, and it is even deeper to see Yunfeng separated by water. The setting sun slowly sets against the old city, and the empty forest echoes the sound. The Southern Dynasties were full of melancholy, and only the Yangtze River has flowed from ancient times to the present.
3. Autumn night
Qiu Guang painted a cold screen with a silver candle, fanning a small fan and pouncing on fireflies. Day and night are as cool as water. Sit and watch the morning glory and Vega.
In autumn night, white candlelight reflects the barren painting screen; I have a small fan in my hand, patting the firefly gently. The night in Tianjie is as cool as well water; Looking up at the starry sky on the couch, Altair is facing Vega.
4. Qiudeng Xuancheng Xie Tiao North Building
In the picturesque Jiangcheng, the mountains are beautiful and the sky is clear. The rain caught the mirror and the rainbow fell on the double bridge. Orange forest pomelo is set off in the cold smoke of kitchen smoke; Autumn is boundless, and the phoenix tree has become old. Besides me, who will think of the North Tower and welcome the autumn wind, Miss Xie?
The city by the river is picturesque, and the mountains are getting late. I climbed the Xie Tiao Tower and looked at the clear sky. Between the two rivers, a pool of clear water is like a mirror; Phoenix Bridge and Jichuan Bridge are like rainbows falling into the world. Thin cold smoke floating from the village permeates between oranges and pomelo, and the phoenix tree is an image of yellowing and aging in late autumn. Besides me, who else would like to come to Xie Tiao North Building to see the bleak autumn wind and miss Mr. Xie?