Poems describing ripe persimmons
Poems describing ripe persimmons
"Six out of Ten Shepherd Boy Songs"
Author: Pu Shoucheng
The setting sun returns to a dangerous place, and the road is undoubtedly familiar. Knots of grass are used for clothing, and bamboo is used for blowing. .
"Botai"
Author: Zhang Shunmin
The Qingxi River is ten miles long, and it contains the shadow of the sky and the autumn light. This trip is at the end of Fanchuan, where the rice is ripe, the fish are fat, and the persimmons are yellow. ...Details
"Autumn Thoughts"
Author: He Menggui
The setting sun and the west wind sweep the white sand, making the guests homesick for thousands of miles in the mountains. There are no letters from the reeds and wild geese, and the persimmons are frost-red and the trees are full of crows. ...Details
"Poem 1, Part 2"
Author: Fan Zongyin
Leaving the east road of the city at dawn, I looked for a monk to chat and avoid the noise. Suyun opens the mountains and Xiu, and the late rice disappears in Kawahara. The village is dark with mulberry branches and red persimmon trees. The sun sets and the boy is sleepy, and he is happy to arrive at the mountain gate. ...Details
"Getting Up Early at Qiantang Mountain Residence"
Author: Huang Shang
When the yellow beam is ripe, I fall asleep and wake up beside the purple sky. The forest and mountains have faded to the east and the moon is falling, and the flags and drums are about to cross the ferry to the north. Cen Bi gradually separates from the clouds outside, and the sun begins to move across the sea and sky. It's hard to relegate yourself to immortality after working hard and sleeping hard at night. ...Details
"Looking at the Night with Feelings"
Author: Zheng Gangzhong
The frost is clear and the wind is cold, and the fences of several houses are falling in the smoke. The sand gulls are full of fish along the path, and the wild birds are calling each other. The persimmons are red. The sound of the bells hidden in the temple penetrates through the bamboo, and the cave is deep and human traces are connected with the clouds. How will the Yanmen be punished? Thousands of miles away, Duan Zisong is ashamed. ...Details
"Qinyuan Spring"
Author: Fang Yue
The warbler brings spring, the cuckoo calls for spring to return, but spring is always unknown. I hate Yanghua for being meddlesome and Xinghua for being a scoundrel, half following Can Meng and half annoying Qingsi. All the blue clouds are standing, the cold river is about to become dusk, and I am afraid that the swallow time will pass by the Qingming Festival. Stay here in spring, wait for the new chicks to mature, and then ask about the departure date. I asked Chunchun what happened. It’s hard to say goodbye when you look at the purple state and the red color. I think that the fragrance is still there, and the peonies know where to look, so I need some of them and give them tea ribbons. Call Pingting to persuade her to be drunk in the spring, but she doesn't know that the flowers are missing late at the fifth watch. Worrying about one's pay, laughing wheels have grown horns, and they have already reached the end of the world. ...Details
"Autumn Harvest Song"
Author: Lu You
The wall is full of yellow persimmons, and people are competing for the autumn harvest. The long pot hammering beads shines on the ground, and the big steamer cooks with jade that fills the village with fragrance. Thousands of people entered the official warehouse, and the warehouse officials were too cold to taste it. After the incident was over, we were ecstatic, lying drunkenly on each other's pillows near the official road. In the past few years, the people of Sri Lanka have suffered from severe famine and misfortune, and they have migrated to the ravines to face each other. County officials and pavilions are like hungry wolves, women are frightened to death and children are stiff. Little did he know that the emperor had given him a bountiful harvest, and from one acre per acre he would be rich in ten thousand boxes. I wish that my neighbors would like to hide their houses, shrink their clothes, save food and cultivate mulberry trees diligently. Remember that food is not full of chaff, and don’t worry about floods and droughts.
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