The poems with falling characters include these:
I would rather die holding the fragrance in my branches than blow it down in the north wind. ——Zheng Sixiao's "Painting Chrysanthemums"
The fallen flower man is independent, and Wei Yuyan flies together. ——Yan Jidao, "Linjiang Immortal: High Locks on the Tower after Dream"
People say that the setting sun is the end of the world, but you can't see your home even if you look to the end of the world. ——Li Gou's "Homesickness"
The east wind blows thousands of trees into bloom at night. More blowing down, the stars are like rain. ——Xin Qiji's "The Green Jade Case·Yuan Xi"
The setting clouds and solitary swans fly together, and the autumn water and the long sky are the same color. ——Wang Bo's "Preface to Prince Teng's Pavilion"
The flowers fell helplessly, and the swallows returned, as if they had known each other before. ——Yan Shu "Huanxisha·A New Song and a Glass of Wine"
Falling red is not a heartless thing, it turns into spring mud to protect the flowers. ——Gong Zizhen's "Miscellaneous Poems of Ji Hai Part 5"
We are both fallen people in the world, so why should we have known each other before? ——Bai Juyi's "Pipa Xing/Pipa Yin"
Sentiment has hurt parting since ancient times, and it is even more embarrassing to be left out in the Qingqiu Festival! ——Liu Yong's "Rain Lin Ling·Cicadas are Sorrowful"
Flowing water and falling flowers, spring is gone, heaven and earth are gone. ——Li Yu's "Lang Tao Sha Ling·The gurgling rain outside the curtain"
The endless falling trees are rustling, and the endless Yangtze River is rolling in. ——Du Fu's "Ascend the High"
The sweet-scented osmanthus falls when people are idle, the night is quiet and the spring mountains are empty. ——Wang Wei's "Birdsong Stream"
The moon is setting and the sky is filled with crows and frost, and the river maples and fishing fires are facing melancholy. ——Zhang Ji "Night Mooring on Maple Bridge/Night Mooring on Fengjiang River"
The world is thin, human nature is evil, and flowers tend to fall at dusk when it rains. ——Tang Wan's "The Hairpin-headed Phoenix: The Love in the World"
The only sentimental thing is the moon in the spring garden, which is like a falling flower for someone who has left. ——Zhang Bi's "Sending People"
The mountains and rivers in my eyes are far away in the sky, and the falling flowers and wind and rain hurt the spring even more. ——Yan Shu's "Huanxisha·Time is always limited"
Tonight, when the moon is bright and everyone is looking around, I don't know who is missing my autumn thoughts. ——Wang Jian "Watching the Moon on the Fifteenth Night and Addressing it to Dr. Du"
The moon melts in the pear blossom courtyard, and there is a gentle breeze in the catkins pond. ——Yan Shu's "Untitled·The oil-walled incense cart will no longer meet"
The solitary smoke in the desert is straight, and the sun is setting in the long river. ——Wang Wei's "Envoy to the Fortress"
The trees in foreign lands have fallen leaves, and people are alone at night under the cold lamp. ——Ma Dai's "Autumn Residence in Bashang"
The autumn breeze is clear, the autumn moon is bright, the fallen leaves gather and disperse, and the jackdaws roost again. ——Li Bai's "Three Five Seven Words/Autumn Wind Ci"
The autumn wind blows and white clouds fly, the grass and trees turn yellow and the wild geese return south. ——Liu Che's "Autumn Wind Ci"
When the swallows come to Xinshe, the pear blossoms lag behind the Qingming Festival. ——Yan Shu's "Po Zhenzi·Spring Scene"
The autumn wind blows on the Wei River, and the fallen leaves cover Chang'an. ——Jia Dao's "Reminiscences of Wu Chushi on the River"
The shadows of candles on the mica screen are deep, and the dawn stars are gradually setting on the long river. ——Li Shangyin's "Chang'e"
In front of the court, all the sycamore trees have fallen, and the hibiscus blooms by the water's edge. ——Zhu Tingyu, "Tian Jing Sha·Autumn"
It is the beautiful scenery in the south of the Yangtze River, and we meet you again when the flowers are falling. ——Du Fu's "The Year of Li Gui in the South of the Yangtze River"
The thoughts of wandering in the floating clouds, the love of old friends in the setting sun. ——Li Bai's "Sending a Friend"
Three autumn leaves fall, and February flowers bloom. ——Li Qiao's "Wind"
The mountain moon doesn't know what's on its mind, the water and wind are empty, and the flowers in front of the eyes are falling, and the blue clouds are swaying. ——Wen Tingyun's "Dream of Jiangnan·Ten Thousands of Hate"
I had an appointment and didn't come over at midnight, so I knocked on the chess pieces and let the lights fall. ——Zhao Shixiu's "Invitation"
It fell into mud and was crushed into dust, but only the fragrance remained the same. ——Lu You's "Bu Suanzi·Yong Mei"
The trees are all in autumn colors, and the mountains are only covered with sunset. ——Wang Ji's "Ambition"
It is better to take pity on the people in front of you when you can see the mountains and rivers in the sky and think about them in the distance. Falling flowers and wind and rain will hurt the spring even more. ——Yan Shu "Huanxisha·Time is always limited"
The sunset in the isolated village, the light smoke of jackdaws in the old trees, and the shadow of a flying dragon. ——Bai Pu's "Tian Jing Sha·Autumn"
When the poplar flowers have fallen, Zigui cries, and I hear the dragon marking the road crossing the five streams. ——Li Bai "I heard that Wang Changling moved to the left and Longbiao was far away and sent this message"
Flowers bloom and fall without regret, fate comes and goes like water. ——Anonymous "Broken Flowers"
It's like this, the pear blossoms have fallen and the moon turns to the west. ——Nalan Xingde, "Picking Mulberries: It Was Wrong at the Time"
The autumn wind is bleak, the weather is cool, the grass and trees are shaking and the dew turns to frost, and the swallows say goodbye and return to the south to soar. ——Cao Pi's "One of Two Songs of Yan"
The snowflakes on Yanshan Mountain are as big as a mat, and they blow down Xuanyuan Terrace. ——Li Bai's "Travel to the North Wind"
The fallen plum blossoms are like a mess of snow, and they are still full after being brushed. ——Li Yu's "Qingpingle·Farewell to Spring"
The dragon swims in the shallow water and is played by shrimps, the tiger falls in Pingyang and is bullied by dogs, the ambitious cat is more powerful than the tiger, and the fallen phoenix is ??not as good as the chicken.
The jade flute is played in the Yellow Crane Tower, and the plum blossoms fall in May in Jiangcheng. ——Li Bai "Listening to the Flute Playing on the Yellow Crane Tower with Shi Lang Zhongqin/Inscribed on the North Pavilion Stele"
The flowers on the fragrant trees fell without people, and the birds were singing all the way up the spring mountain. ——Li Hua's "Spring Journey Improvisation"
The drizzle makes wet clothes invisible, and the idle flowers falling to the ground are silent. ——Liu Changqing's "Farewell to Yan Shiyuan"
Thousands of falling trees and mountains, the sky is vast, and the moon is clearly visible along the Chengjiang River. ——Huang Tingjian's "Dengkuai Pavilion"
How many guests have not returned from the world, but they use the fence to watch the autumn wind. ——Tang Yin's "Chrysanthemum"
Looking for the road in dreams, the rain falls in the flowers. ——Yan Jidao, "Linjiang Immortal·First Meeting in Front of Doucao Steps"
Beyond the blue sky and half-fallen mountains, two rivers separate Bailuzhou. ——Li Bai's "Climbing the Phoenix Tower in Jinling"
The pen fell in the storm, and the poem turned into weeping ghosts and gods.
——Du Fu's "Send Li Twelve and White Twenty Rhymes"