The Qilu poems about Autumn Rain include the following:
1. Qilu. Autumn Rain
Zhang Ziyao
Cold rain destroys flowers and withers all over the ground , Smoke and gauze cover the sky.
The trees on the shore are fragrant, and the hibiscus on the pond is green.
Only the red maples are dazzling, and the yellow chrysanthemums shine in the sky.
The Qiuyuan is beautiful, the water is clear, the mountains are green, and the scrolls are melting.
2. Qilu. Autumn water
Zhang Ziyao
The green is reduced in red, the peaks and ridges are pale, the lotus in the pond is fragrant and the reeds are yellow.
Pingtian is being swept by the golden wind, and the old willow is facing the clear water.
I am just enjoying myself hanging silk in the moat, dreaming of butterflies flying in the lacquer garden.
The quality of the orchid heart is spotless, and the road is open to the vast ocean.
3. Autumn Night Song
Wang Wei
The autumn dew of the Gui soul is faint when it is born, and the light ruffles are already thin and have not been changed.
The silver zheng has been played diligently for a long time at night, but I am timid and can’t bear to return to the empty room.
4. On an autumn night, the raindrops sent to the two scholars of Stone Urn Temple
Wang Jian
Autumn raindrops fell on the empty corridor at night, and the lamps illuminated the leaves in front of the hall.
After sitting across from each other and reading the final volume, he put on his clothes and was swept into the monk's room.
5. Qiu Yutan
Du Fu
The civilians in Chang'an were competing against each other and locked the Hengmen to guard the ring.
The old man will not grow basil, but the child will have no worries about the wind and rain.
The sound of rain brings early cold, making it difficult for wild geese to fly high with wet wings.
Autumn has not seen daylight. When will the mud dry?
6. Entering Wu at night with cold rain and continuous rain, I saw off my guests in Chushangu in the morning. ——Wang Changling's "Farewell to Xin Jian at the Furong Tower"
7. Where Nuwa made stones to mend the sky, the rocks shattered the sky and made the autumn rain startle.
——Li He's "Li Ping Konghou Yin"