Autumn is here, and the maple leaves on the mountains are as red as a blazing fire in a stove. If you look at it from a distance, it looks like the morning glow falling from the sky to the ground. Ah! Such a beautiful maple leaf, the poet's inspiration has come long ago, now it's time for him to show off his talents! Please enjoy this first-hand poem written by the poet.
Mountain Walk
Far up the Hanshan Mountain, the stone path is slanted,
There are people living in the white clouds.
Stop and sit in the maple forest at night,
Frost leaves are as red as February flowers.