Poetry about autumn reed 1. Autumn reed poems
1. Tang Dynasty: Wang Zhenbai
Gao Shi wants to plant reeds in rivers and lakes. The breeze comes from time to time, and the bamboo is thriving.
Tender feelings like thin sunshine and thick raindrops. The frog jumped too fast, and the fighting finches curled up as if nothing had happened.
I didn't fence it to protect it, so I used bamboo to hold it up. Make the smoke weak and willow, dip it in water and wash it.
Love is partial, and the piano bottle is not unique. Thinking about flowers and fishing, blowing leaves and less Qiang chicks.
Cool dusk, autumn sounds far away. Langyin should be interesting and chic.
2. Rainy night in Tang Dynasty: Bai Juyi
There are reeds beside the bitter bamboo forest. When you stop the boat, you can think endlessly. Moss fell to the ground in the spring rain,
White waves hold up the sky and make the sun wind. A hundred years later, everything is empty.
When will I wander in this life, in a wisp of heaven and earth.
3. Send Geng to Tang Dynasty: Jia Dao
A bottle of farewell wine is endless. Wanshui Qian Shan Road, only a few months.
Autumn in Chuanyuan Garden is very quiet, and reeds sing in the evening breeze. If you don't return to China, you will pass on a false name.
4. Niuzhu stayed in the Tang Dynasty: Liu Yuxi
Reed rises in the evening wind, and Qiu Jiang scales. The sunset glow suddenly changes color, and geese sing.
The drums are absolutely perfect and the fishermen are brightly lit. No one can recite history and travel on the moon alone.
5. Jiang Ji Tang Dynasty: Zheng Gu
Fishing boats are out of smoke and reeds are sparse. It's like falling,
Being killed was an accident. Bai Bo is full of herons, and the yellow leaf forest gives off cicadas.
Chariots are young, and they go to Suichuan to sing in operas in the morning and evening.
2. What poems describe "autumn reed"?
1, "Nanpu Spring Festival Evening Wine Send Wang Shiwu to Beijing" (Tang Bai Juyi)
After waxing, the ice is covered with water and the clouds are dark at night.
The wind and snow fall like rice, rustling among reeds.
I will stay here for two years, and now I will give it back to you.
You look at each other and never get drunk, and get together and never do anything.
2. Rain at Night (Tang Bai Juyi)
There are reeds beside the bitter bamboo forest. When you stop the boat, you can think endlessly.
In the spring rain, moss falls to the ground, white waves hold up the sky and make the sun wind.
A hundred years later, everything is empty.
When will this life drift? A feather in the world.
3. "stirrup songs on dark days are a bit popular" (Tang Changjian)
Reed stays cold at night and bright in the morning.
On the first day in Sichuan, I knew my heart clearly.
Qin Tian has no fiber, and the countryside floats in chun yin.
Jing Bo followed the fishing, and the boat was small and green.
You can see a thousand miles from Pupu, and you can find it is far away.
It should be the fisherman who catches the boat, because he is singing the song of surging waves.
4, "Taigong Mourning Late Encounter" (Tang Changjian)
The morning glow is white, and the king of Wen hunts.
Catch a fisherman in the reed, but there is no bear in the river.
The imperial edict has been left behind, and the horse has spoken.
Because I'm called Jianghai, I'm old and weak.
It's late to know the crown block, but quick to realize the turtle.
If the soldiers and horses don't hunt, everyone is happy.
In the same car to Xianyang, there is no phosphorus in the heart.
Four feet under the jade, the word is emperor.
The ministers held the Zhumen and covered Yao Changkui.
Who knows what happened to the glorious people in ancient times?
Sunset enveloped Sang Yu, and there was a sense of loss.
All of a sudden, people in the sky and underground, though expensive, will be what.
5. Xihe (Song Cao Qian)
What happened today.
Who did this?
Long bone GaiChuanYuan, I hate it.
Guanhe Wan Li is silent and smokeless, and the moon shines on reeds.
Sadness is common.
Ruthless Mo Wen River.
The west wind and the setting sun fell miserably in the new pavilion, and several people shed tears.
What is good for war and peace? It depends on God's will to help solve the crisis.
Only in this lonely place.
No one was there, lying in the middle.
Who will deliver it for safety?
There will be a law urging the public to get up.
You must believe what you said before.
6. Nanxiangzi (Song Wuqian)
Crazy ideas are hard to collect.
Sit and watch the fishing boat cross the distant continent.
The reed has been lost and the wind is blowing.
Cinnamon fragrance in August.
Back to this reward.
It is still half autumn at home.
Although Jia Shanyuan is a guest, he is floating.
Happiness has a bottom, and sadness has a bottom.
7. Niuzhu at night (Yuxi, Liu Tang)
Reed rises in the evening wind, and Qiu Jiang scales.
The sunset glow suddenly changes color, and geese sing.
The drums are absolutely perfect and the fishermen are brightly lit.
No one can recite history and travel on the moon alone.
8. "Du Yu sent Li Liu to the waves on a rainy night" (Tang Bai Juyi)
Suddenly, I recalled that there were two alleys in Tongli, which I had never followed.
Leisure budget is divided into morning and evening. If it is quiet, Otawa will miss the same time.
Under the flowers, I drank black, and I sat in front of the lamp.
It can be seen that this poem was written among reeds on a lonely boat night.
9. Farewell night at the bottom of the river (Tang Xu Heng)
What's it like to leave? Yanning Pavilion in Jianglou.
Cymbidium has heavy autumn dew and many reeds at night.
Deeply resentful of sending a harp, far from worrying about giving birth to a green moth.
Full of wine, the moon is bright and cold.
10, "Sleep at night and have a baby" (Tang Xu Hun)
Lotus flowers are full of sorrow and blue waves, and Wu Wa sings lotus picking songs seven times. Thousands of miles away from Hengtang, reeds rustle and it is stormy.
3. Autumn reed poems
Jiangcun is that thing.
Sikongshu
Come back from fishing without tying a boat, Jiangcun sleeps at sunset.
Even if the wind blows away overnight, it is only near the shallow waters of Lu Hua.
Jiang Cun wan tiao
Dai Fugu
The sunshine on the river head is flat, and the tide recedes and the fishing boat pavilion is inclined.
Bai Niao stood by the water and saw people jumping into the reeds.
Qingxi guest song
Wang chongliang
The wild king beat Huai Jie with his hand and tied a continuous knot outside the door when he came back. He smiled with purple beard and autumn, with Ke Tingyue in his sleeve.
Yin Shan's master carried Sesshū Tōyō, raised the tent and tied the cable to Qingxi's head. I don't know anything about ear fever in my life. If I want to hold hands and stay in the clouds.
In the west wind, reeds don't move, seagulls fly, horseshoes still enter the green hills, and willow tips are like blisters on the moon.
Ode to reed
Yu Yafei
Shallow water wetland with graceful reeds;
Swaying with the wind, unpretentious.
4. Poetry of autumn reeds
Bai Juyi stayed overnight in the rain.
There are reeds beside the bitter bamboo forest. When you stop the boat, you can think endlessly.
In the spring rain, moss falls to the ground, white waves hold up the sky and make the sun wind.
A hundred years later, everything is empty.
When will I wander in this life, in a wisp of heaven and earth.
Liu Yuxi lives in Niuzhu at night.
Reed rises in the evening wind, and Qiu Jiang scales.
The sunset glow suddenly changes color, and geese sing.
The drums are absolutely perfect and the fishermen are brightly lit.
No one can recite history and travel on the moon alone.
Jia Dao stayed in Liusimachi after the rain.
Blue creek washes jade and autumn colors, and this place is clear.
Reed sound and rain sound, lotus fragrance around the lamp.
The ancient Qin road is on the shore, and the Han and Huangling tombs are on the pavilion surface.
Jingsi spring is the foundation, and the cliff falls several layers.
5. reed poems describing autumn
Reed in Tang Dynasty: Gao Shi of Wang Zhenbai wanted to be a river and lake, so he planted reeds in the lake.
The breeze comes from time to time, and the bamboo is thriving. Tender feelings like thin sunshine and thick raindrops.
The frog jumped too fast, and the fighting finches curled up as if nothing had happened. I didn't fence it to protect it, so I used bamboo to hold it up.
Make the smoke weak and willow, dip it in water and wash it. Love is partial, and the piano bottle is not unique.
Thinking about flowers and fishing, blowing leaves and less Qiang chicks. Cool dusk, autumn sounds far away.
Langyin should be interesting and chic. Rain stayed in the late Tang Dynasty: Bai Juyi suffered from the reeds beside the bamboo forest and thought endlessly when he stopped the boat.
In the spring rain, moss falls to the ground, white waves hold up the sky and make the sun wind. A hundred years later, everything is empty.
When will I wander in this life, in a wisp of heaven and earth. Send Geng to Tang Dynasty: Jia Dao, a bottle of farewell wine, teach by example.
Wanshui Qian Shan Road, only a few months. Autumn in Chuanyuan Garden is very quiet, and reeds sing in the evening breeze.
If you don't return to China, you will pass on a false name. Lu Sheng in the Evening Wind by Liu Yuxi in the Tang Dynasty, and Li Sheng by Qiu Jiang.
The sunset glow suddenly changes color, and geese sing. The drums are absolutely perfect and the fishermen are brightly lit.
No one can recite history and travel on the moon alone. Riverside Tang Dynasty: Zheng Gu fishing boat broke smoke, reeds scattered the old river.
It is accidental to live or fall, and it is also accidental to die. Bai Bo is full of herons, and the yellow leaf forest gives off cicadas.
Chariots are young, and they go to Suichuan to sing in operas in the morning and evening.
6. Poems about autumn reeds
Jiangcun is that thing.
Sikongshu
Come back from fishing without tying a boat, Jiangcun sleeps at sunset.
Even if the wind blows away overnight, it is only near the shallow waters of Lu Hua.
Jiang Cun wan tiao
Dai Fugu
The sunshine on the river head is flat, and the tide recedes and the fishing boat pavilion is inclined.
Bai Niao stood by the water and saw people jumping into the reeds.
Qingxi guest song
Wang chongliang
The wild king beat Huai Jie with his hand and tied a continuous knot outside the door when he came back. He smiled with purple beard and autumn, with Ke Tingyue in his sleeve.
Yin Shan's master carried Sesshū Tōyō, raised the tent and tied the cable to Qingxi's head. I don't know anything about ear fever in my life. If I want to hold hands and stay in the clouds.
In the west wind, reeds don't move, seagulls fly, horseshoes still enter the green hills, and willow tips are like blisters on the moon.
Ode to reed
Yu Yafei
Shallow water wetland with graceful reeds;
Swaying with the wind, unpretentious.
7. Encyclopedia of Autumn Reed Poetry
1. The river is clear, and tall buildings, withered reeds, young trees that have just pulled out branches and high rainbow bridges are shaking on the water.
2. We refueled and rode, and soon we arrived at the North Gate (Jinghuai Gate). We rode to a corner and turned around, and a whole reed appeared in front of us. The reeds among the reeds float in the air like flocks of cranes' feathers, and there are many gray magpies frolicking around the branches, which looks like a beautiful scenery.
The scenery here is beautiful, the towering trees are neatly arranged on the shore, the open lotus flowers in the pool show lovely smiling faces, and the reeds sway in the wind, which is a good place to make people feel relaxed and happy.
In recent years, my hometown people planted grain around the beach and transformed the bend of the pond into a fish pond to raise fish. A large area of reed land has disappeared, and the sight of reed flowers like the sea is rare. But the reeds in my hometown are still in full bloom every year, which affects my distant memory. How I want to go home and see the beautiful scenery of the water town next to the Grand Canal and luoma lake, once again approach the reeds in my hometown, smell the fragrance of the reeds in my hometown, listen to the chirping birds among the reeds, and enjoy the magnificent scenery of the vast and dense reeds blooming with the wind.
5. Take them to distant places ... With such a gentle stroke, the reed flowers began to tremble. Inadvertently, the flowers scattered, dancing their own melody under the fiery red background, and so they floated all over the floor. They fly like light snow in winter, but they are more elegant than snow. They are flying like mini umbrellas, but they are cuter than umbrellas. They fly like fallen leaves in autumn, but they are lighter than fallen leaves. Floating leisurely and freely, they will become companions and friends as the wind drifts into the stream. Floating into the sky will be the only white cloud. Floating back to the reeds will be decorated with white snow.