1. Modern poems about maple leaves
1. "Maple Leaf"
Author: Anonymous
A maple leaf
< p> Picked off by the windFarewell to the roots of affection
Combing alone
The muddy past
Putting away the unruly and Frivolous
Watching shooting stars
Cutting through the vast sky
Ren Yue
Reading through the lingering thoughts
Yue The color stirs up the memory of the maple leaves
Yesterday’s joy
It feels like a world away
Those so-called love stories
Being quietly beaten by dewdrops Wet
Missing,
can only be washed repeatedly in the autumn colors
Naked heart
is used as a bookmark
Caught in the title page full of love
Open your eyes
But unable to appreciate the beautiful scenery in the book
The yellowish leaves< /p>
Cannot be erased
Traces of the vicissitudes of time
2 "Maple Leaf"
Author: Lightly Plucked on the String
A blaze of red subverts the wisp of green
A mountain of smoke fills the abyss
Standing between the smoke and red leaves
But nothing can be seen
And you can’t turn a blind eye
When the rustling sounds sound and the red leaves flutter
Yes, you can’t see in the abyss
If there is a rope, it must be stretched
That piece of maple leaf passing over the head
Can you distinguish between the green and the abyss? 2. What are the poems or modern poems about "maple"
About "maple" "The poems include:
1. The moon is setting, the crows are crying, the sky is full of frost, the river maples are fishing and the fire is sleeping in sorrow.
2. The maple forest is red and the smoke is blue in the evening, and the guests are full of gulls. In the past twenty years, no one has grown bamboo, but they still borrow the name bamboo.
3. The maples fall on the river and wild water in autumn, and the faint smoke and decaying grass connect to the suburban hills.
4. Jiang Feng is getting older, Tinghui is half withered, and the red and green are fading everywhere.
5. Stop and sit in the maple forest at night, the frost leaves are as red as the flowers in February.
6. The autumn sails are far away on the Qingfeng River, and the ancient trees are sparse beside Baidi City. There will be lots of rain and dew in Sundae today, so don’t hesitate to break up for the time being.
1. Maple leaves are leaves of maple trees. They are generally palm-shaped and five-lobed. They are 13 cm long and slightly wider than long. The three largest lobes have a few protruding teeth. The base is heart-shaped and the upper part is heart-shaped. Medium green to dark green, with hairs on the lower vein axils, turning yellow to orange or red in autumn.
2. The full text of the above poems is as follows:
(1) "The moon is setting, the crows are crying, the sky is full of frost, the river maples and fishing fires are facing melancholy." From "Night Mooring on the Maple Bridge" by Zhang Ji of the Tang Dynasty : The moon is setting, the sky is filled with crows and frost, and the river maple and fishing fire are facing melancholy. At Hanshan Temple outside Gusu City, the bell rang for the passenger ship at midnight.
(2) "The maple forest is red and the late smoke is green, and the guests are full of thoughts. In the past twenty years, no one has been planting bamboo, but they still borrow the name of bamboo." From Jiang Jie's "Youth Travel·" in the Song Dynasty "The maple forest is red and the smoke is blue in the evening": The maple forest is red and the smoke is blue in the evening. Guests are full of Ou Ting. In the past twenty years, no one has grown bamboo, but they still borrow the name bamboo. The spring breeze has not yet passed, but the autumn breeze has arrived, and all fate is light as we age. Just spend your whole life chanting and chanting leisurely, and compose it into a song.
(3) "The maples fall on the river and the wild water in autumn, and the faint smoke and decaying grass connect to the suburban hills." From Su Xiang's "Partridge Sky: The maple falls on the river and the wild water in autumn" of the Song Dynasty: The maple falls on the river and the wild water Autumn. Light smoke and decaying grass connect to the suburban hills. I sleep drunkenly in the Huangmao shop in Xiaowu, and dream against the red leaf tower in Gaocheng. The sky is clear and the road is long. Play the zither, sing and play the fan. The willows in Baqiao are hated every year, and the hibiscus leaves in Yuanpu are sad.
(4) "Jiang Feng is getting old, and the tinghui is half withered, and everything is red and green." From Liu Yong's "Bu Suan Zi Man: Jiang Feng is getting old" in the Song Dynasty: Jiang Feng is getting old, and the tinghui is half withered. The eyes are full of red and green. When Chu Ke arrives, it is the mood of late autumn. Yin sparse anvil, intermittent setting sun. I miss my old days and sorrows far away, and new sorrows and old hatreds follow one after another. People travel thousands of miles. Thinking about two places of customs and thousands of smoke and water. When the rain stops, the sky is high, and you can see twelve green peaks. He is speechless, who can rely on lofty ideals? I can write it vertically, leaving my heart in thousands of ways, but who can send it to me?
(5) "I park my car and sit in the maple forest at night, the frost leaves are as red as the flowers in February." From "Mountain Travel" by Du Mu of the Tang Dynasty: The stone path is sloping up the cold mountain in the distance, and there is a home deep in the white clouds. Stop and sit in the maple forest at night, the leaves are as red as the flowers in February due to frost.
(6) "Autumn sails are far away on the Qingfeng River, and ancient trees are sparse beside Baidi City." From Gao Shi of the Tang Dynasty, "Send Li Shaofu to be demoted to the gorge and the king Shaofu to be demoted to Changsha": I'm sorry to say goodbye. What do you mean? I stand on my horse and hold my cup in my hand to ask about my exile. The ape crows in Wu Gorge and sheds a few lines of tears, and the geese return to Hengyang and writes a few letters. Autumn sails are far away on the Qingfeng River, and ancient trees are sparse beside Baidi City. There will be lots of rain and dew in Sundae today, so don’t hesitate to break up for the time being. 3. What are the poems or modern poems about "Maple"?
The poems about "Maple" are as follows: Bai Juyi's "Pipa Tour" The Xunyang River sees off guests on the first night, and the maple leaves and flowers rustle in autumn.
Du Mu's "Mountain Journey" I parked my car and sat in love with the maple forest at night, the leaves were red with frost and the flowers were red in February.
Li Bai's "Night Mooring at Niuzhu Nostalgia" The Ming Dynasty hung up the sails, and the maple leaves fell one after another.
Yu Xuanji's "Jianling Worry and Hope for Children" There are thousands of maple leaves and ten thousand branches, and the river bridge covers the late evening sail. Tang Yin's "I Love the Fragrance of Autumn" I paint the long blue river water, and love the sadness of the maple leaves on the evening pavilion.
Zhang Ji's "Night Mooring at Maple Bridge" The moon is setting, crows are crying, the sky is full of frost, Jiang Feng is fishing and the fire is facing melancholy. Jiang Jie's "Youth Tour·The maple forest is red and the late smoke is blue" The maple forest is red and the late smoke is blue, and the guests are full of thoughts.
Su Xiang's "Partridge Sky·Autumn Maple Falls on the River and the Wild Water" The maple falls on the river and the wild water in autumn, and the light smoke and decaying grass connect to the suburban hills. Liu Yong's "Bu Suanzi Man·Jiang Feng is getting old" Jiang Feng is getting old, the tinghui is half withered, and the red and green are fading everywhere.
Zhang Ruoxu's "Spring River Flower Moonlight Night" The white clouds fade away slowly, and the green maple pond is full of sorrow. Why did the ancients like to use "maple" to write poems? Because maple leaves have a withering beauty when they are scattered, most ancient literati liked to use the word maple in their writing to express their regrets about the situation in life or the beauty of maple leaves. 4. Modern poems about maple leaves are best written by famous people
Jinzhong Window reminds you
Maple Leaf
Another fiery red maple leaf< /p>
Coming full of blessings
A Christmas tree covered in colorful clothes
I am even more intoxicated because of you
This fiery red maple leaf
p>
Ignite the whole winter
In the white season
Jump out of the romance of youth
This fiery red maple leaf
Floating into the flight of memory
In deep longing
Condensation - precipitation -
Hold this fiery red maple leaf
Moisturizing the long years
The season when maple leaves are lit
Forever
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1. Maple
Jay Chou
Album Chopin in November
Dark clouds are upon us A shadow is left in my heart
I listen to my long-silent mood
Clear and transparent
Like a beautiful scenery
Always remembering I can see clearly inside
Can the broken heart continue to love me
I hold the hands that have no warmth
The past is gentle
Has been locked by time
Only the lingering sadness remains
The slowly falling maple leaves are like longing
I light the candle for warmth Autumn at the end of the year
Aurora plunders the horizon
The north wind passes by and misses your face
I burned my love into fallen leaves
But I can’t change the familiar face
The slowly falling maple leaves are like longing
Why should I save you before winter comes
Love you through time< /p>
Two lines of tears from late autumn
Let love penetrate the ground
All I want is you by my side
Broken Can your heart continue to love me?
I hold my hands that have no warmth
The tenderness of the past
has been locked by time
All that remains is the lingering sadness
The flowing red rain on the mountainside
Withered by the north wind
I gently sway the wind chimes
I want to awaken the abandoned love
The ground is covered with snowflakes
I am afraid that the maple leaves outside the window have turned into ice
The image of the slowly falling maple leaves Missing
I light the candle to warm the autumn at the end of the year
The aurora plunders the horizon
The north wind passes by and misses your face
I Burning love into fallen leaves
But I can’t replace that familiar face
The slowly falling maple leaves are like longing
Why does redemption have to come in winter? Before
Loving you across time
Two lines of tears from late autumn
Let love penetrate the ground
All I want is you here Beside me
2 Nights at Niuzhu Nostalgic Li Bai Niuzhu Xijiang Night, there is no cloud in the blue sky. Climbing the boat and looking at the autumn moon, I recall General Xie. I can also chant loudly, but this person cannot hear it. Hanging up the sails in the Ming Dynasty, the maple leaves are falling one after another. Du Mu, traveling in the mountains. Far up the cold mountain, the stone path is sloping, and there are people living deep in the white clouds. Stop and sit in the maple forest at night, the leaves are as red as the flowers in February due to frost. Night Mooring at Fengqiao Zhang Ji The moon is setting, crows are crying, the sky is covered with frost, Jiang Feng is fishing and the fire is facing melancholy. At Hanshan Temple outside Gusu City, the bell rang for the passenger ship at midnight. Dai Shulun of Sanlv Temple The flow of water from Yuan to Xiang is endless, how deep is the resentment of Qu and Song. At dusk, the autumn smoke rises, and the trees are fluttering with leaves. Untitled Li Shangyin Who can accompany me when I am lonely on a cold night? It is hard to break up with the rain. When Feng was drunk and had yet to wake up, he fell in love with the world and regretted that he had no chance. Staying in a Farmhouse in Early Autumn by Cao Ye The grass in the stream is sparse and the fireflies are shining, the moon is bright and the maple trees are long.
The calves in Nancun are making urgent noises at night, which may be due to the new frost on the fence. Sauvignon Blanc Li Yu One layer of mountains, two layers of mountains, the mountains are far away, the sky is high, the smoke is cold, the water is cold, Acacia maple leaves are red. The flowers are blooming, but the flowers are withered. The wild geese are flying high and the people have not returned them. A curtain of wind and moonlight is idle. Jiangling is full of worries and hopes to send fish to fish. The maple leaves are thousands and thousands of branches, and the river bridge covers the late evening sail. Remembering you, my heart is like the water of the West River, flowing eastward day and night without rest. The fisherman Zhang Zhihe and the owner of the Songjiang Crab House are happy to have wild rice and water shield soup as their favorite meal. The maple leaves have fallen, the beetroot flowers have dried up, and I can’t feel the cold even when I’m drunk in the fishing boat. The river is built under the boat. Fang Weishen. Passenger flights are closing in on the moon. At dusk, the wild shop has no lights and is about to close its doors. The sand maple poured out of the bank is half dead, and the tied boat still has traces of last year. Sending Ming Qing off to Jiangxi Province in the county by Li Panlong. The green maples rustle in the rain, and the autumn colors are far away and I am fascinated by Chu. Who chases the guests away from the lonely boat? The white clouds send each other off to Jiangxi. I love the fragrance of autumn Tang Yin I paint the long blue river water, and I love the sadness of the maple leaves in the evening pavilion. The autumn moon shines brightly on the Buddhist temple, and cigarette smoke curls around the prayer tower. Shu Guoxian Li He The fragrant evening flowers are quiet, and the shadows of the southern mountains in Jinshui are reflected. The ape is sad when the stone falls from the shock, and the bamboo clouds are sad for half the ridge. Qiupu is born in the cool moon, and the jade sand is sparkling. Whose red-tears guest cannot bear to cross Qutang? Send Li Shaofu to be demoted to the Gorge. Wang Shaofu to be demoted to Changsha. Gao Shi of the Tang Dynasty. What do you think of this farewell? Zhu Ma holds the cup and asks about his exile. The ape crows in Wu Gorge and sheds a few lines of tears, and the geese return to Hengyang and writes a few letters. Autumn sails are far away on the Qingfeng River, and ancient trees are sparse beside Baidi City. There will be lots of rain and dew in Sundae today, so don’t hesitate to break up for the time being. Xiang Concubine Li He Junzhu lived for thousands of years and stayed with Qin E to cover the Xiang River. The barbarian girl's chant fills the cold sky, and the nine mountains are green and tears are red. Farewell to Luan, Fengyanwu, Wuyun and Shuyu are connected in the distance. The green maple rises in the melancholy autumn air, and the ancient dragon chants among the cool night waves. Farewell to Zhang Si Wang Changling The maple forest has become sad, and the Chu River has become sad again. Farewell to the cold mountain moon, the clear ape has no break. Listen to the Tune of Flowing People's Water by Wang Changling The lonely boat faces the maple forest under the faint moon, sharing the sound of the zither and the guest's heart. The color of the mountains is covered with thousands of rains, the strings are broken and the tears are deep. Farewell to Li Pingshi Wang Changling It’s hard to say farewell on the Qiujiang River, the boat will be in Chang’an tomorrow.
Wu Ji's slow dance leaves you drunk, and the green maple and white dew are cold as you please