At the bottom, I am leaning on the railing and thinking. The back pavilion of Gushan Tower is facing west.
The gloomy scrolls are in the forest temple, and the chessboards and chessboards are scattered in the fields.
Sometimes a solitary bird flies in the autumn scenery, and the setting sun rises up from the cold smoke.
I love my house even more when I stay here, and I only wait for the spring to see the snow.
2. "New Liang"
Author: Xu Ji, Song Dynasty
The fields are full of water, the rice leaves are in full bloom, and the sun shines through the trees and the smoke is low.
The oriole also loves the coolness of the new weather, flying over the green mountains and singing in the shadows.
3. "Preface to Prince Teng's Pavilion"
Author: Wang Bo, Tang Dynasty
The old county of Yuzhang, the new mansion of Hongdu. The stars are divided into wings, and the ground is connected to Henglu. It embraces the three rivers and leads to the five lakes, controls the wild thorns and leads Ouyue. The treasures are abundant, the dragon's light shines on the ruins of the Niu Dou; the outstanding people and places, Xu Ru sits on Chen Fan's couch. The mist in Xiongzhou is full of stars. The Taihuang rests on the crossroads between Yi and Xia, and the guests and hosts enjoy the beauty of the southeast. The commander-in-chief Yan Gong is looking forward to his elegant appearance, and his halberd is coming from afar; Yuwen Xinzhou's Yi Fan is temporarily stationed with a curtain. During the ten-day vacation, there are many successful friends; I am welcomed from thousands of miles away, and the house is full of distinguished friends. The soaring dragon and the phoenix are the Ci sect of Scholar Meng; the purple lightning and green frost are the arsenal of General Wang. The master of the family is the butler, and the road is well-known; how can a boy know that he will be rewarded with victory?
The time is September, and the order is Sanqiu. When the water is gone, the cold pond is clear, and the smoke condenses and the mountains are purple at dusk. I'm on the road, looking at the scenery in Chong'a. Visit Changzhou, the emperor's son, and find the immortal's old pavilion. The mountains are towering with greenery, and the sky rises above; the flying pavilions flow with elixir, and there is no ground below. Heting and Fuzhu are the lingering memories of poor islands; Guidianlan Palace is the shape of hills and mountains.
Covered in embroidered gates, looking down at the carved beasts, the mountains are wide and the plains are vast, and the rivers and lakes are so vast that they are horrified. Luyan rushes to the ground, the bells ring and the cauldrons are home; the boat and the boat are lost in the water, and the boat is like a green bird and a yellow dragon. The clouds are gone and the rain is clear, and the color is bright. The setting clouds and the solitary owl fly together, and the autumn water and the long sky are the same color. The fishing boat sings late, and the sound is heard on the shore of Pengli. The wild geese are frightened by the cold, and the sound is broken by the Hengyang Pu.
The distant chanting is smooth, and the joy is flying. The cool breeze blows and the cool breeze blows, the slender song condenses and the white clouds stop. The green bamboos in Suiyuan are like the bottles of Pengze; the vermilion flowers in Yeshui are like the brushes of Linchuan. Four beauties, two are difficult to combine. I can only watch the sky in the middle of the sky, and I can enjoy traveling in my spare time. The sky and the earth are vastly different, and I feel the infiniteness of the universe. When joy and sorrow come, I realize that there are countless ups and downs. I hope Chang'an will be safe under the sun, and Wu will be in the clouds. The terrain is extreme but the southern sky is deep, the sky pillar is high and the northern star is far away. The mountains are difficult to cross, and those who have lost their way feel sad; meeting each other by chance is a guest from a foreign land. When Emperor Huai disappeared, how old was the Xuan Dynasty?
Sigh! The fortunes are bad and the fate is misfortune. Feng Tang Yi Lao, Li Guang difficult to seal. Qu Jiayi in Changsha is not without a holy master; when Liang Hong travels to Haiqu, is there no lack of bright time? It depends on the gentleman to be in poverty and the wise man to know his fate. When you are old and strong, you would rather have a gray-headed heart? Be poor and strong, and never fall into the clouds. Drinking from the greedy spring makes you feel refreshed, and you still feel happy when you are in a dry road. Although Beihai is on credit, it can be picked up if it is soaring; the east corner is gone, but it is not too late to mulberry trees. Meng Chang was noble and noble, and he spared no time to serve his country; Ruan Ji was rampant, how could he cry at the end of the road!
Bo, three feet of micro life, a scholar. There is no way to ask for a tassel, waiting for the weak crown of the final army; if you have a heart, you throw a pen, and you admire the emperor's long wind. He gave up his hairpin and wat for hundreds of years, and carried it to him at dawn and dusk for thousands of miles. It is not the treasure tree of the Xie family, but it is the neighbor of the Meng family. He is getting closer to the court day by day, wishing to accompany the carp; now I am holding my arm in my hand, and I am happy to support the dragon gate. When Yang Yi doesn't meet, he touches Ling Yun and feels sorry for himself; when Zhong Qi meets him, why should he be ashamed to play the flowing water?
Woohoo! The resort does not last forever, and the grand feast is hard to come back; the Orchid Pavilion is gone, and the ruins of Zizeqiu are gone. The parting words are due to the kindness of Wei Xie; the climb to a high place to compose a poem is the wish of the public. Dare to express your contempt, respectfully and briefly quote; every word is full of poems, and all four rhymes are completed. Please sprinkle the Pan River with water, and let the clouds pour over the land and the sea:
King Teng’s high pavilion is near the river, and he wears jade and sings the luan while singing and dancing.
The painted building is flying towards Nanpu clouds, and the bead curtain rolls into the west mountain rain at dusk.
The shadows of the leisurely cloud pool are long and the sun is shining, and things have changed and the stars have moved several autumns.
Where is the emperor's son in the pavilion now? Outside the threshold, the Yangtze River flows freely.
4. "Autumn Poems"
Author: Liu Yuxi, Tang Dynasty
Since ancient times, autumn has been sad and lonely, and I say that autumn is better than spring.
A crane lining the clouds in the clear sky brings poetry to the blue sky.
5. "The Sky is Pure and the Sand is Autumn"
Author: Bai Pu Yuan Dynasty
The sunset in the isolated village, the light smoke of jackdaws on the old trees, and the shadow of a flying bird Down.
Green mountains and green waters, white grass, red leaves and yellow flowers. 2. What are the poems about "Birds in Autumn"
1. "Thrush" Song Dynasty: Ouyang Xiu Hundreds of chirps move at will, the mountain flowers are red and purple, and the trees are high and low.
I just realized that listening to the lock in a golden cage is not as good as the free cry in the forest. 2. "The Song of Birds and Magpies" Pre-Qin Dynasty: Anonymous The flying bird is the black kite.
Ling Xuanxu’s name is Pianpian. Jizhou Zhuxi is excellent.
The shrimps are pecking at the clouds. Ren Jue Xing comes back and forth.
The concubine is innocent and bears the responsibility. What's wrong with condemning Heaven?
The sails are sailing alone to the west. Who knows when I will return?
My heart is filled with fear. Tears flowed from both sides.
The flying bird is like a kite. Has returned to Xixisu.
My heart is dedicated to vegetarian shrimp. Where can I live and eat in the rivers and lakes?
Wandering and flying.
Go and come back again and again.
It started when Jun Xi went home. I will end up in Jundu.
How can I be wrong when I meet you in the end? Leave our country and go to Wu.
The wife's clothes are brown and she is a maid. My husband went to Mianxi and became a slave.
The years are so far away and so difficult. The injustice is sad and the heart is pitiful.
My intestines are filled with knots and I remember it. I am so sad that I forget to eat.
I wish I could be as beautiful as a bird. The body is soaring and the wings are straightening.
My heart is shaking when I go to our country. Who knows when you are angry and sad?
3. "Spring Hope" Tang Dynasty: Du Fu The country is broken by mountains and rivers, and the city has deep spring vegetation. The flowers shed tears when I feel grateful, and the birds are frightened by the hatred.
The war rages on for three months, and a letter from home is worth ten thousand gold. The white-headed scratches are shorter, and the hairpin is full of lust.
4. "Wang Yue" Tang Dynasty: Du Fu How about Dai Zongfu? Qilu is still young. The clock of creation is beautiful, and the yin and yang cut off the dawn.
Zeng Yun is born in the chest, and the returning bird enters the canthus. You will be at the top of the mountain, and you will have a panoramic view of the mountains.
5. "Birdsong Stream" Tang Dynasty: Wang Wei People are idle, the osmanthus flowers are falling, the night is quiet and the spring mountains are empty. The moonrise scares the mountain birds, and they sing in the spring stream. 3. What are the poems about "Birds in Autumn"
1. "Thrush"
Song Dynasty: Ouyang Xiu
Hundreds of chirps and thousands of sounds move at will, and the mountain flowers move at will. Red and purple trees are high and low.
I just realized that listening to the lock in a golden cage is not as good as the free cry in the forest.
2. "The Song of Birds and Magpies"
Pre-Qin: Anonymous
The flying birds are like black kites. Ling Xuanxu's name is Pianpian.
Jizhou Zhuxi is elegant and charming. Pecking shrimps and straightening their feathers among the clouds.
Come and go as you please. The concubine is innocent and bears the burden of the land.
Why should I blame God? The sails are sailing alone to the west.
Who knows when I will return. My heart is filled with fear.
Tears are streaming down my face. The flying birds are like kites.
It has returned to Xixisu. My heart is dedicated to vegetarian shrimp.
How can one live in the world of food? Wandering and flying again.
Go and come back again and again. It started with Jun Xi going home.
I will end up in Jundu. What a shame if you meet me eventually.
Leave our country and go to Wu. The wife's clothes are brown and she is a maid.
My husband went to Mianxi and became a slave. Years are far away and it is extremely difficult.
Injustice grieves and my heart is filled with pity. The intestines are knotted with knots and I remember it.
I am so sad that I forget to eat. May my body be like a bird.
The body is soaring and the wings are straightening. My heart is shaking when I go to our country.
Who knows when you are angry and sad?
3. "Spring Hope"
Tang Dynasty: Du Fu
The country is broken by mountains and rivers, and the city is full of spring vegetation.
I shed tears when I am grateful for the flowers, and I am frightened when I hate others.
The war rages on for three months, and a letter from home is worth ten thousand gold.
The white-headed scratches are shorter, and the lust is overwhelming.
4. "Wang Yue"
Tang Dynasty: Du Fu
How about Dai Zongfu? Qilu is still young.
The clock of creation is beautiful, and the yin and yang cut off the dawn.
Zeng Yun is born in the chest, and the returning bird enters the canthus.
From the top of the mountain, you can see all the mountains and small mountains at a glance.
5. "Birdsong Stream"
Tang Dynasty: Wang Wei
The sweet-scented osmanthus falls when people are idle, the night is quiet and the spring mountains are empty.
When the moon comes out, birds startle the mountains, and they sing in the spring stream. 4. Poems about birds in autumn
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"
The setting clouds and solitary swans fly together, the autumn water is the same color as the sky. ——Wang Bo's "Preface to Prince Teng's Pavilion"
The moon is setting and the sky is full of crows and frost, and Jiang Feng and fishing fire are facing melancholy. ——Zhang Ji's "Night Mooring at Fengqiao/Night Mooring at Fengjiang River"
The wild geese are flying in the autumn shadow of the river Han, and they are carrying pots with guests on the green microgreens. ——Du Mu's "Climbing the Mountain in Nine Days"
The scenery is different when autumn comes, but the geese in Hengyang leave without paying attention. ——Fan Zhongyan's "The Fisherman's Proud Autumn Thoughts"
The garrison drum interrupts the pedestrian movement, and there is a sound of wild geese in the autumn. ——Du Fu's "Remembering My Brother on a Moonlit Night"
After the lanterns and chess pieces dispersed in the darkness of the rain, I woke up from drunkenness and the goose came to sleep alone. ——Du Mu's "Late Autumn in Qi'an County"
The long winds send autumn geese thousands of miles away, and you can enjoy this high-rise building. ——Li Bai's "Farewell to the School Secretary Shu Yun at Xuanzhou Xiezhen Tower"
The crows perched on the flowing water dotted the autumn light, and I loved the few rows of slender trees here. ——Ji Yinghuai's "Ode to Autumn Willows"
The wind is strong and the wild geese are flying high, and the boundless falling trees are rustling.
——Nalan Xingde's "The God of the River: The Wind is Tight and the Wild Geese Are Flying High" 5. Sentences describing autumn birds
1.
I want an autumn mirror
< p> I want to look for myself in the mirrorand some scenery
2.
If possible
Let me wash myself in the first autumn rain
and the sky of tomorrow
3.
Autumn wind
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Please tell me gracefully
How to face momentary decline
and long-term persistence
4.
Comb your long and messy hair
Look at the autumn leaves
Feel like birds
flying