Wang Wei "Dwelling in the Mountains in the Dark Autumn"
After the new rain in the empty mountains, autumn comes late.
The bright moon shines among the pines, and the clear spring rocks flow upward.
The bamboo noise returns to Huan Nu, and the lotus moves off the fishing boat.
Let the spring fragrance rest at will, and the kings and grandsons can stay.
Meng Haoran's "Present to Prime Minister Zhang at the Dongting Lake"
The level of the August Lake is mixed with the clear water.
The clouds are steaming over Mengze, and the waves are shaking Yueyang City.
If you want to help without a boat, you will live in a shameful sage.
Sitting and watching the fishermen only envy the fish.
Liu Yuxi's "Autumn Poems"
Since ancient times, autumn has been sad and lonely, and I say that autumn is better than spring.
A crane flies above the clouds in a clear sky, bringing poetry to the blue sky.