Who knows, at leisure, the grass is dark and the water is far away, and a little Cangzhou egrets fly. The West Lake is clear and full of eyes, and green willows and bamboos drive there. Tourists must go at dusk, drunk and noisy, and the road turns to the embankment until the city head is always full of flowers. After the lotus blooms, the West Lake will be fine, and wine will come without flags. Go home drunk. Mulberry leaves are beautiful in the water, and the West Lake is full of fresh clouds. Seagulls and herons are sleeping, so you should get used to listening to orchestra. The wind is clear and the moon is white, suitable for night. Anyone who envies Luan is a fairy in the boat. The sunset glow of mulberry leaves shines on the West Lake, the flowers are flat and faint, and there is no boat on the barren shore. In the southwest moon, clouds are floating. Asphalt flying in the spring of 20 years. Returning like a crane in Liaodong, the whole city is new. Who knows the old master? When Ruan Langchun returned to the South Garden, the smell of wind and peace, green plums like peas and willows, butterflies flying all day long, flowers heavy and grass smoke low, people's curtains hanging down, swings casual, and painted beams living in Shuang Yan. The southern singer's golden mud belt, the dragon jade palm comb. Idle hinder embroidery, ask how the word Yuanyang is born. Linjiangxian remembered the first song that Jin Luan sang together, and the spring breeze made the country rich and the people strong. Now, he is an old official who has lost Qujiang flowers for ten years. It is said that Lang Mountain leads to Yuen Long, and the building is very high, but there is no family in sight. It's hard to leave the lonely city when it's cold, and the mangroves are far away. He Mei crab powder. Don't worry. Sauvignon Blanc surrounded the embankment with apple willows, watched the pedestrians go west, and returned for a long time. It's raining and windy, and cold gulls fly relatively. Sauvignon Blanc is like a willow, and a willow is a parting young man, bowing his head and crying. The Yangtze River is east, Jiangxi is long, and mandarin ducks fly on both sides. When will they meet? 6. Shoot a lamp and spread it frequently. Life here seems like an old bottle. Say what you love in the morning, roll a light cream on the curtain and try on plum blossom makeup by hand, all because of your hatred, so you draw long and far. Thinking about the past and cherishing fragrance is easy to get hurt. Draw a song first, and it is the most heartbreaking to laugh. The railing of Pingshan, which is in the wrong place, leans against the clear sky, where the color of the mountain is both there and there. His hand hung in front of the hall. Look at the old man in front of the bottle. Nowadays, the waves of sand swim in the north pool, the canoes are rippling and the wicker is soft, so that spring comes and goes, and the head is white. A good prostitute has a good voice, but it is difficult to get drunk. I advise you to drink enough gold euros, even if flowers are often sick, they are still romantic. Fishermen are proud of the ridge of lotus leaves, and the boat supports flowers. If there is love in the sky, it will be old.
How about this idea? As thin as light silk, as thin as waves.
The shore of the ship. Maple leaves and flowers in autumn.
Think about the past. It is necessary to compare the world with dreams.
Last year's Eve, the flower market was brightly lit. At the end of the month, it is about dusk.
On the Lantern Festival on the fifteenth day of the first month of this year, the moonlight and lights are still the same as last year. See last year, tears Man Chun shirt sleeve.
When will Ruanlang return to Liulang? Unintentional cloud wins Iraq
Dark clouds are still there.
2. Poems about loneliness, loneliness and helplessness. More rivers should be sealed to make the sunny days in autumn in Zhou Bangyan gradually turn cold.
Standing in court listening to autumn, I miss the trace of Hongyan in the depths of the vast sea of clouds. The deeper people go to silence, but the wall and the lonely lamp set each other off.
The wine is awake, how to stay up late at night? Drunken flowers, thick clouds and fog, eternal sorrow, refreshing mind, golden beasts disappear. Double Ninth Festival, lying in bed, in the middle of the night, the cold on my body has just been soaked.
Dongli drinks until dusk, and faint chrysanthemum fragrance overflows his sleeves. Don't say clear autumn is not a person, the west wind rolls the flag and beads curtain, and the person in the curtain is thinner than that Huang Ju.
Untitled (Tang Li Shangyin) It was long before I met her, but it was longer than after we parted. The east wind started and a hundred flowers blossomed. Silkworms in spring will weave until they die, and candles will drain the wick every night.
Jiang Xue Liutang Zongyuan Mountain has no birds, and a thousand paths have no footprints. A boat on the river, a fisherman wearing his webworm moth; Fishing alone is not afraid of snow and ice.
(Concealed head: never lonely) Except for the night shift (high comfort), the cold light in the hotel stays awake alone. Why does the guest's heart turn sad? Tonight, I miss my hometown for thousands of miles, and it is another year of the Ming Dynasty. Author of Youzhou Tower: Where was the lost time before me? Chen Ziang, where is the next generation behind me? . I miss heaven and earth, and there is no limit, and I cry alone.
Li Qingzhao's voice is slow, searching, cold, and sad. It's the hardest to stop breathing when it's warm and cold.
Three glasses and two glasses of wine, how can you beat him? It's late in the wind. Guo Yan is very sad, but this is an old acquaintance. Yellow flowers are piled all over the floor.
Who can pick it now? Looking out the window, how can a person be dark? Indus is raining in Mao Mao, dripping at dusk. This time, what a sad sentence! Thirty-six, Mancheng's "Ink Edge" has a thousand words, and there are many thoughts in the dream.
When shall we meet again after the Ming Dynasty? Pushing away ten thousand volumes of poetry books, the cold window sighs alone. Lonely geese flying south in tears, have you ever reached the other side? I hope that after five thousand years, things have changed, and my infatuation will remain unchanged.
The vast night sky is full of stars. There is a blue sky, what are you afraid of? The seas run dry and the rocks crumble.
You and I, forever, thousands of miles away, share weal and woe. Xiu De studied poetry, cultivated self-cultivation, looked up and down, and kept it in mind. He is obsessed with his country, but his blood is in the mountains. In the turbulent times, he held high his thoughts and meditated for a long time.
When the world was in chaos, I spoke highly of it and thought about it for a long time. I met a bosom friend for half my life and felt deeply stung. Ming Dynasty took my sword with you, feather fan and black silk scarf to collect dust, and Long Yun will come and go. I have always wanted to be a villager all my life, and the breeze will be in my arms tomorrow. When the ape crane hears me touch the piano again, God often changes its luck. Sow a peaceful spring for the people.
Being a lifelong citizen is my long-cherished wish, and being a lifelong citizen is my long-cherished wish. It is always a tear to know who is drunk in the frost forest. The affection, sadness and parting since ancient times are nothing compared with the cold autumn festival. Wang Wei's "being in a foreign land, there is no one in Cornus everywhere" is a wandering loneliness; Li Shangyin's "to see the sun, for all his glory, buried by the coming night" is a kind of loneliness that is about to disappear; Yan Shu's "helpless flowers, small garden fragrance path wandering alone" is a kind of helpless loneliness; Li Yu's "How much sorrow can there be, just like a river flowing eastward" and "The old country is unbearable to look back on the bright moon" is the loneliness of a monarch who has lost his country.
Ordinary people are lonely, and so are people with lofty ideals. Qu Yuan was exiled, wandering by the river, feeling that the world was muddy, and I was alone, which was a profound loneliness. Jia Yi is in Changsha, feeling the autumn wind rustling and falling leaves, which is a kind of loneliness without talent; Zhuge Liang devoted himself to his life and made great efforts for the prosperity of Shu Han. He has a wise moment of solitude, which is a kind of loneliness with no one to share the burden. Chen Ziang said on the stage in Youzhou, "Where was the past before me? Behind me, where are the future generations? Miss the world, and I am alone in tears ",this is a kind of loneliness that no one understands; Li Bai's When Will I See the Spring? It is a kind of loneliness that can't be achieved with empty ambition. Xin Qiji's "patting the railing all over, no one attended, he came to the scene" is a kind of loneliness without a confidant.
From a pot of wine among flowers, who has no parents and lives alone. Until, holding up my cup, I asked the bright moon to bring me my shadow and let the three of us. Touching the lips (Li Qingzhao) is lonely and full of sorrow. Cherish spring and urge flowers to rain. Leaning against the post is just not in the mood! Where are people? Even it's getting dark, and the way home is broken.
Yi Qin 'e (Li Qingzhao) was in the lofty pavilion, and the mountains and Ye Ping were covered with thin smoke. The smoke is thin, the crow returns, and the horns are heard at dusk.
The fragrance breaks off the evil feelings, and the west wind urges the phoenix tree to fall. When the phoenix tree falls, it is still crisp and lonely in autumn.
Wu Lingchun (Li Qingzhao) has exhausted the scent of dust, and she is tired of combing her hair at night. Things are people, not everything, and tears flow first.
It is said that Shuangxi Spring is still good, and it is also planned to make canoes. I'm afraid the boat won't move. I'm worried.
The voice is slow (Li Qingzhao), looking for it, lonely and sad. It's the hardest to stop breathing when it's warm and cold.
Three glasses and two glasses of wine, how can you beat him? It's late in the wind. Guo Yan is very sad, but this is an old acquaintance. Yellow flowers are piled all over the floor.
Who can pick it now? Looking out the window, how can a person be dark? Indus is raining in Mao Mao, dripping at dusk. This time, what a sad sentence.
3. Describe the cold poem "Love Not Long ago"
No matter how long leisure is abandoned, every spring comes, melancholy remains.
Why do willows on the green and black embankment by the river worry about new things every year? The independent bridge is full of sleeves, and Lin Ping returns to the new moon.
Yu Tingchun; Spring In Jade Pavilion；Song of Youth
I don't know how far you are, desolate and boring. I am drifting away, and there is no book. Where can I ask?
In the middle of the night, the wind and bamboo knock on the autumn rhyme, and all the leaves are hate. Therefore, if you look for it in a single pillow, the dream will not be ignited and burned.
A butterfly in love with flowers
The yard is full of smoke, and the curtain is not heavy. Jade carving saddle tour smelting place, the building is not high, look at Zhangtai Road.
It rains and winds in March and closes at dusk, so I don't plan to stay in spring. Tears asked the flowers to be speechless, and red flew over the swing.
Tasha shop
Waiting for the plum blossoms in the pavilion, the willows on the stream bridge are thin, and the grass is warm and swaying. Sadness is getting farther and farther away, and the distance is like spring water.
My heart softened and my eyes were full of tears, and the height of the building was not close to the dangerous fence.
4. What ancient poems express loneliness? But I looked at my hometown, and the twilight was getting thicker, and the river waves were covered with a sad mist.
Looking up, I found it was moonlight, sinking again, and I suddenly remembered home.
How vast the world is, how close the trees are to heaven, and how close the moon is to the water! .
I know from a distance where my brother climbed, and there is one person missing from the dogwood.
How beautiful she looks, opening the pearly casement and sitting in the depths of her eyebrows.
You can see the bright tears on her cheeks now, but you can't see the man she loves so much.
Zui Hua Yin
Fog filled the clouds, and the days were spent in sorrow. Kapoor was among the birds in the incense burner. Double Ninth Festival, lying in bed, in the middle of the night, the cold on my body has just been soaked.
Dongli drinks until dusk, and faint chrysanthemum fragrance overflows his sleeves. Don't say clear autumn is not a person, the west wind rolls the flag and beads curtain, and the person in the curtain is thinner than that Huang Ju.
Untitled (Tang Li Shangyin)
It was a long time ago that I met her, but since we separated, the time has become longer, the east wind is blowing and a hundred flowers are blooming. Silkworms in spring will weave until they die, and candles will drain the wick every night.
Xue Jiang
Liutang Zongyuan
There are no birds in the mountains,
A thousand roads without footprints.
A boat, a bamboo cloak,
An old man was fishing in the cold river snow.
5. Poems with the word "moon" are lonely. Poems with the word "Moon" are as follows:
1. Until, holding up my cup, I asked the bright moon to bring me my shadow and let the three of us. -Don? Li Bai's Drinking the Bright Moon Alone
2. On a frosty night, Jiang Feng sleeps. -Don? Zhangji is a night berth near Fengqiao.
Today, people can't see the ancient moon. This month, they once followed the ancients-Tang Li Bai's Drinking for the Moon.
4. When will there be a bright moon? Ask heaven for wine. Song? Su Shi's "When will the water adjust the bright moon"?
5. Emei Mountain flows into Pingqiang River in the first half of autumn. -Song of Mount Emei by Li Bai in Tang Dynasty
6. Disappointment should be the same as the latter two, and it is the most difficult to clear up grievances in the middle of the month. -Qing Nalan Xingde's "Yu Meiren"
7. I drift with the tide for thousands of miles. Where is there no moon by the river? -Zhang Chunjiang moonlit night.
8. Who first saw the moon by the river? When did Jiang Yue take the photo at the beginning of the year? -Zhang Chunjiang moonlit night.
9. There is nothing to say when going to the West Building, and the moon is like a hook. -Li Yu
10. The breeze blows my belt, and the moon shines on my piano. -Wang Wei
1 1. I have sorrow in my heart, and the moon has sorrow. I will always follow you until Yelangxi. -Li Bai
1, pronounced [yuè]
2. Basic definition:
1. The earth's largest natural satellite (also known as the moon): ~ light (the moon reflects sunlight). ~ erosion.
2. Time unit: 1 ~. ~ copies. Years old ~ not alive (time keeps passing).
3. Monthly, monthly: ~ period. ~ salary.
4. Shaped like the moon, round: ~ cake. ~ Qin.
5. Time within one month after delivery: ~ children.
3. Explain in detail:
1, (hieroglyphics. Oracle Bone Inscriptions glyph. Like half a moon. "Yue" is one of the radicals of Chinese characters. Original meaning: the moon)
2, with the original meaning
6. Poem 1 Describing loneliness, Chang 'e
Tang Dynasty: Li Shangyin
The mica screen was dyed red by thick candles, and the Milky Way gradually tilted towards the morning star.
Chang 'e, I must regret eating the elixir, and now I am alone, in the blue sky, singing every night.
Through the screen decorated with mica, the shadow of the candle gradually faded. The Milky Way is also quietly disappearing, and the morning star sinks into the dawn. Chang 'e in the Moon Palace may regret stealing Houyi's elixir of life. Now only the blue sky and blue sea accompany her with a lonely heart every night.
2. "Linjiang Xian, where is it?"
Qing Dynasty: Wang Guowei
Where is the fleeting time? Rustling is autumn again. It's getting dark, the grass is fading and the clouds are getting flat. Where the sun shines, a tower rests on an isolated city.
Independent and desolate, who speaks? Looking back, the palace is magnificent. The red wall was blurred in the fog. Helpless, I am the highest level.
In an instant, youth has passed away, and the rustling of fallen leaves symbolizes the coming of autumn. The grass on the horizon has withered and yellow, and it is connected with the clouds on the horizon. As the sun sets, the sun shines through the gap, and the elongated tower shadow leans against the tower in the distance.
I stood alone in the cold wind, I didn't know where I was, but I didn't know who to say. When I suddenly turned around, the palace stood in the distance. The red palace wall is not clear in the fog. Standing in the afterglow of the sunset, I can't see all this clearly, but I am on a high place.
3. Disappointment in the Sunset
Tang Dynasty: Ma Dai
Lonely clouds return to birds, a thousand miles of time.
Think of me staying and leaving home for a long time.
Trees in the sun burn to the mountains in autumn.
I dare not take pictures at the water's edge, for fear that I will be shocked to calm down!
A piece of lonely clouds, a bird returning to the forest, has flown thousands of miles in an instant. Remembering that I have been away from home for a long time, I can only sigh when I am in a foreign land. The afterglow of the sunset falls on the tall trees, and the sunset on the autumn mountain is like a fire. I dare not look at my reflection when I am near the water, because I am afraid that my face will change.
4. Sufu
Tang Dynasty: Du Fu
It's a cold autumn night, and I'm lying alone in the town by the river on the Laka tree in this courtyard. I looked at my extinguished candle.
I heard the lonely sound of the horn sounded in the dark, and the moon was in the sky, but no one shared it with me.
My emissary is scattered by the vortex of rain and sand, and it is difficult to go.
However, I endured a miserable life for ten years and found a perch and a twig here. It is safe tonight.
The phoenix tree by the well is teetering in the autumn wind, and only the candle shines on me. In the long night, the sound of the horn is tragic and seems to be talking to itself. Although the moonlight in the sky is good, who will accompany me to enjoy it? How time flies. Where can I find news about my relatives? There is a depression in Guansai, so it is difficult to find the way home. I have endured ten years of wandering life, but I have settled here but managed to live.
5. "Beijing is pregnant in spring"
Tang Dynasty: Du
When I went out to play this year, I came to Chang 'an alone. I didn't watch spring with my friends, and I didn't feel spring.
The flowers in the upper reaches of the garden are free and open, and the willow leaves in front of the beautiful Liu Ying have sprouted.
Friends should be having a good time in Nanqiao at this time, and the general's family are reluctant to disperse.
I am here to see the distant Luoyang and the scenery in spring. When I meet my friends again, next spring will give me a more beautiful spring!
I went out to play this year and came to Chang 'an alone. If you don't have friends to travel with, you will lose the feeling of spring if you look at it with spring worries in your heart. The flowers in Shanglinyuan have blossomed in vain, and the willow leaves in front of Xiliuying have just sprouted.
Friends should be having a good time in Nanqiao at this time, and all the friends of the general's family are reluctant to part. I am here facing the distant Luoyang and the spring scenery, saying that when I meet my friends again, I must give me more beautiful spring scenery next spring!
7. Poems describing loneliness and sadness 1, autumn night
Tang Dynasty: Bai Juyi
Falling leaves are like rain, and moonlight is like frost.
Lying alone at night, who is the dusty bed?
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When the night wind blows, the leaves are like rain, and the bright moonlight is like frost all over the earth.
Just as I was preparing to sleep alone in the dead of night, I couldn't help feeling who would like to wipe the dust off my bed.
2, operator, there are plum in the bamboo.
Song Dynasty: Xiang Ziyin
/kloc-When I was 0/8 years old, I watched Mei Zhui and a song and finally fell in love with the ears of a son and a woman.
A plum in the bamboo, the rain quietly washes Juanjuan. It is suspected that beauty comes at dusk and is graceful before the wind.
Who knows the new hate, the past can't be saved, the dream is lonely around the balcony, and the sleeves are cold.
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Looking at plum blossoms for a year and writing poems to pursue peace, I always regret my childlike innocence.
A plum blossom in the bamboo forest looks soft and graceful after being washed by rain. I doubt that this is a beautiful figure in the evening.
Who knows the regret in my heart The past is unbearable. Sleeping dreams linger on the small platform, and only loneliness accompanies them when they come back. At this point, the lingering fragrance of plum blossoms on my sleeve has become cold.
3. Huanxisha Lotus
Song Dynasty: Su Shi
Hanging all around, I asked where the clouds were most spent. Draw the sunset and the south bank of the building.
When the weather is cold, people are lonely, and time must be spent with wine. Listen to the music among the flowers.
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Weeping willows surround the thyme lotus. Where are the most lotus flowers? Painting the south bank of the building, the sun sets.
The weather turns cold at first, which brings loneliness in autumn. Xiao Suo's time needs to be spent with wine. Come and listen to blowing sheng sing later.
Step 4 Ask Zhou Zi.
Tang Dynasty: Meng Haoran
Ask the boat in the evening, what is the future.
Wantou is like a berth, and there is a storm in Huaihe River.
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At dusk, I asked the rower, how many miles are there ahead?
The boatman said, "The boat has just stopped at the bend of the river, and the Huaihe River is high and windy."
Step 5 make an appointment
Song Dynasty: Zhao Shixiu
Mei Huang Shi, every family was flooded by rain, and the pond was covered with green grass and frogs.
It's past midnight, and the invited guests haven't come yet. I tapped the chess pieces bored and shook the wick of an oil lamp.
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Mei Huangshi, everyone was flooded by the rain, and there were bursts of frogs on the edge of the grassy pond.
It's past midnight and the invited guests haven't come yet. When I lit the oil lamp, I beat the chess piece bored and broke the knot on the wick.
8. The original poem describes the coldness and loneliness of ancient ladies-in-waiting.
In the autumn night, candlelight reflected the screen, and Fan slapped the fireflies with his hand.
Day and night are as cool as water. Sit and watch the morning glory and Vega.
To annotate ...
Screen painting: a screen painted with patterns.
Light Luo: Rose.
Firefly: A flying firefly.
Day order: open stone steps.
Vega: The names of two constellations.
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This poem describes the lonely life and desolate mood of a frustrated maid-in-waiting.
The first two sentences have painted a picture of life in the palace. On an autumn night, the white candle gives off a faint light, adding a dim and cold tone to the picture on the screen. At this time, a lonely maid-in-waiting was flapping the flying fireflies with a small fan. This sentence is very implicit and contains three meanings: first, the ancients said that rotten grass turned into fireflies. Although unscientific, fireflies were always born in those desolate places between grass graves. Nowadays, there are fireflies flying in the courtyard where maids live, and the bleak life of maids can be imagined.
Secondly, we can imagine the loneliness and boredom of the maid-in-waiting from her flapping fireflies. With nothing to do, she had to release fireflies to amuse her lonely years. She beat the firefly with a small fan, and suddenly seemed to want to drive away the loneliness and loneliness that surrounded her, but what's the use? Thirdly, the small fan in the hand of the maid-in-waiting is symbolic. Fans were originally used for cooling in summer, but they are useless in autumn. Therefore, autumn fan is often used as a metaphor for abandoning a wife in ancient poetry. According to legend, Ban Jieyu, the princess of Emperor Han, was once demoted by Zhao Yanfei. After falling out of favor, she lived in Changxin Palace and wrote a poem "Li Sao": "The new Soviet Union is as bright as frost and snow. Cut into acacia fans, round like the bright moon. In and out of your arms, shaking the breeze. I am often afraid that the autumn festival will come and the cold will seize the heat. Abandon donations, and be kind. " This statement may not be credible, but when there are round fans and autumn fans in poetry, they are often associated with women who have fallen out of favor. For example, Wang Changling's Poem of Long Letters in Autumn: "Give a broom to open the Golden Palace and make a round fan wander", and Wang Jian's "Teasing in the Palace": "A round fan, a round fan, a beauty's illness covers her face" are all the same. Du Mu's poem "Light a Small Fan" also symbolizes the fate of the maid-in-waiting who holds the fan being abandoned.
The third sentence, "the day is sequential and the night is as cool as water." "Day steps" refer to the stone steps in the palace. "The night is as cold as water" means that the night is deep and the chill attacks people. It's time to go into the house and sleep. But the maid-in-waiting still sat on the stone steps, looking up at the Altair and Vega on both sides of the Tianhe River. According to folklore, the Weaver Girl is the granddaughter of the Emperor of Heaven. She marries the cow and petunia and meets him once a year when crossing the river on Qixi, with a magpie as the bridge. The "distant Altair" in Nineteen Ancient Poems of Han Dynasty is to write their stories. The maid-in-waiting watched Penny Weaver for a long time and didn't want to sleep at night, because the story of Penny Weaver touched her heart, reminded her of her unfortunate life experience and made her yearn for sincere love. It can be said that it is full of worries and expectations.
Mei Yu Sheng said: "It is bound to be difficult to write. If there are endless opinions at present, it would be best at that time." (See Poem on June 1st) These two sentences just illustrate the artistic features of this poem. One or three sentences describe the scenery and present the scenery of the deep palace autumn night to the readers very realistically. The word "cold", as an adjective used in verbs, is full of atmosphere. The metaphor of "cool as water" has not only color, but also temperature. Two or four sentences about ladies-in-waiting are implicit and intriguing. Although there is not a lyric in the poem, the complex feelings of the ladies-in-waiting intertwined with sorrow and expectation are beyond words, which reflects the tragic fate of women in feudal times from one side.
In addition, the small fan in the hands of ladies-in-waiting is symbolic. Fans were originally used to enjoy the cool in summer, but they are useless in autumn, so autumn fans are often used in ancient poems to compare abandoned wives. According to legend, Ban Jieyu, the princess of Emperor Han, was once demoted by Zhao Yanfei. After falling out of favor, she lived in Changxin Palace and wrote a poem "Li Sao": "The new Soviet Union is as bright as frost and snow. Cut into acacia fans, round like the bright moon. In and out of your arms, shaking the breeze. I am often afraid that the autumn festival will come and the cold will seize the heat. Abandon donations, and be kind. " This statement may not be credible, but when there are round fans and autumn fans in poetry, they are often associated with women who have fallen out of favor.