Write a poem about maple leaves being beaten by frost.

Du Mu's Mountain Walk

The stone road winds to the cliff in the distance.

Where there are some white clouds, you can see some households.

I stopped the carriage and was fascinated by Fenglin.

The frosty autumn leaves are redder than the flowers in February.

Du Mushi: Frost leaves are red in February flowers; This is a touching autumn color map of the mountain forest. The poem describes mountain roads, people, white clouds and red leaves, forming a harmonious and unified picture. "Far" describes the length of the mountain road and the depth of the mountain, and "oblique" echoes "up" to describe the height and steepness of the mountain. Looking down this mountain road, I can't see the end at a glance. In the place where white clouds are around, a few rafters are looming, which can't help but make people feel kind. But the first two sentences are actually just a foil, and the red leaves in the maple forest are the focus of this poem. In the sunset glow, the maple leaves are about to drip, and the layers of forest are all dyed. It's really full of clouds, such as bright rosy clouds, which are more fiery and gorgeous than the spring flowers in February in Jiangnan!