Qing Dynasty: Nalan Xingde
Yellow moss returns to the road, where there is the smell of powder and clothes.
The news is too heavy. I miss you very much tonight.
Autumn rain, autumn rain, half blown away by the wind.
This poem is about the feeling of lovesickness. The poet stepped on the way home with fallen leaves, thinking that he had walked this road full of memories with his thoughts. However, now there is only endless nostalgia, and my chest is full of melancholy.
Autumn has come, and watching the autumn wind blow off one yellow leaf after another, I feel sad and suddenly miss that beautiful woman. I wrote this word to express my "sadness" and my yearning for beautiful women.
In the mountains.
Tang Dynasty: Wang Bo
The sorrow of the Yangtze River has stagnated, and Wan Li's thoughts will return.
The night is high and windy, and the mountains fly.
The Yangtze River seems to have stopped, and it is constantly sad for me. People who travel far in Wan Li are eager to come back soon.
What's more, it is the evening when the wind sends autumn. The mountains are heavy and yellow leaves are flying all over the mountains.
The words "the situation is high and the wind is strong, the mountains are yellow and the leaves are flying", literally speaking, are simply writing about the scenery, but in fact, they express their inner homesickness by writing about the scenery. In the mountains, the poet saw the bleak autumn wind and the falling yellow leaves. These are not only the actual description of the scenery, but also the poet's sad feelings.
wind and rain
Tang Dynasty: Li Shangyin
Although I have an ambitious heart, and I also have the heroic poem "Bright Sword", it is not the most popular, and I have stayed in this strange place for a long time.
The yellow leaves are withered, the wind and rain are still destroyed, the noble buildings are rich, and the broad masses of people are playing beautiful dances and impatient strings.
New friends are covered with secularism, so old friends are separated by layers.
If you want to break these troubles in your heart, you should use a new wine to alleviate the pain. The price is 10 thousand or 8 thousand.
"Now the yellow leaves shake with the strong wind, but wind instruments and fiddling instruments keep the blue house happy." Here, the bleak life feeling during my stay in a foreign land is further described. The first sentence is passionate about touching things, which contains emptiness in reality and symbolizes a person's unfortunate life experience of yellow leaves falling all over the ground in the wind and rain.
When my cousin Lu Lun came to spend the night.
Tang Dynasty: Si Kongshu
Quiet night is not adjacent, because the family is poor and lives in the wilderness.
And the yellow leaves fall in the rain, just like the fate of the white-haired old man under the light.
Ashamed of being lonely for so long, you often come to comfort me with you.
We are predestined poetry friends, not to mention you and my two cousins.
"Like raindrops brightening yellow leaves and lights shining on my bald head" is not a simple metaphor, but a further metaphor to set off the atmosphere, which is particularly poetic and has become a famous epigram. It is quite appropriate to use the fallen leaves of trees as a metaphor for human aging. Leaves are falling in the autumn wind, similar to people getting old, and similarities are fading.
Send someone to the east
Tang dynasty: Wen
And the yellow leaves, those with yellow leaves, fall in the abandoned camp, and you bid farewell to Gusai.
The rustling autumn wind will take you to Hanyang Ferry, and the first sunrise will meet you in Yingshan.
Several friends and relatives in Jiangdong are waiting for your boat to return from the horizon.
When can we meet again and have a hangover?
Yellow leaves fall on the deserted camp, and you bid farewell to the ancient fortress ambitiously. This poem was written to say goodbye. This poem meets autumn without sadness and says goodbye without injury.
Children in the river and resentment in autumn
Song Dynasty: Sun Zhu
I am looking forward to the sudden scenery, and I am sad and sad.
Chuke is sentimental and resentful, and the mountains are far away.
I watched the grass wither in the sky and the anvil was sparse at night.
Yellow leaves have no wind, and autumn clouds have no rain.
If there is love in the sky, it will be old and difficult to ban.
Old love is like a dream, feeling nowhere to pursue.
Autumn depression is everywhere, yellow leaves fall sporadically, but it is gloomy when it doesn't rain, which makes people feel depressed. If there is love in the sky, it will grow old like a mortal, and the faint hatred will always be eliminated. Melancholy reminds us of the happy scenes we once had. Where can I find them when I wake up?
On the river
Qing Dynasty: Wang Shizhen
How about Chuwei Road in Wutou? Misty rain and eyes secretly.
Crossing the river in the cold wave at night, the forest is full of Yan Huang.
The mountains on both sides were infected by autumn, and the leaves were dyed golden yellow by autumn frost. Golden leaves are floating in the wind, scattered on the slopes of autumn mountains and floating on autumn waters. In the Woods and the sky, a line of geese return to the south, and the sound of geese haunts the sky and people's minds from time to time.