1, the autumn wind starts in Bai Yunfei, the plants and trees fall yellow, and the geese return to the south. Liu Che
Leaves fall like the spray of a waterfall, while I watch the long river roll forward. -Du Fu
After the first snow clears, the evening wind falls. Because of the memory of the night of the old country, several plants are empty by the water. Boil the tea and simply burn it, and the moss will turn red. I won't leave here next year, I will see green bushes. -Miracle's "Smelling Leaves"
4, falling leaves in early autumn, falling like a guest. If you don't want to go down, cherish the old forest. -Kong Deshao's Fallen Leaves (a poem by Kong Shaoan)