A poem describing the exhaustion of forests in autumn

The poem describing Lin Qiu's exhaustion is as follows:

1, autumn frost is pleasant.

Don't put it in your pocket.

Tang Libai

Please ask for directions in the mountains, and raise your hand to indicate the south of the East. The boat goes south from Yangzhou, and the long flowing water leads to Quidditch. The water is clear. Under the shade of green bamboo, the water is as clear as a mirror, reflecting the reflection of lotus flowers and emitting bursts of fragrance. Farewell to the king, shaking like stone dust, I will lie in the frosty autumn.

Zhongshan: Today, in Shengzhou and Xinchang, Zhejiang, there are mountains and streams with beautiful scenery.

Translation:

From Yangzhou to the south by boat, long flowing water leads to benefits. The stream is clear, covered with bamboos, and the water is as clear as a mirror, reflecting the reflection of lotus flowers and emitting bursts of fragrance. After arriving at Tianmu Mountain, what a pleasant thing it is to lie on your back on the boulder and bathe in white autumn frost.

Poetic life is not exclusive to spring. Lying on your back on a boulder and bathing in autumn frost is really pleasant!

2. Miss Autumn Frost

Han always keeps it in his heart.

Tang Bai Juyi

Leng Yue's heavy bridal chamber is quiet, and buttonwood trees are shadowed outside the real pearl curtain. Autumn frost wants to be a prophet, and the tailor's scissors at the bottom of the lamp are cold.

Translation:

It's freezing in the cold, the winter clothes are not exhausted, the autumn frost is not exhausted, and the lonely and cold picture of the husband's not coming home is lonely and cold, and all kinds of tastes come to mind.

On a cold night, the moonlight shines into the house deep in the courtyard, and the buttonwood outside the bead curtain is mottled. Under the lonely lamp, she took cold scissors and sewed winter clothes for her husband who was far away. The autumn frost will fall, and her hands are already cold in advance.

The unspeakable thoughts may only be known by the night and the moon.

3. Qiu Shuang's loyalty

Wangquetai

Qi Ming aurora

Ten years away from Leng Hai, I look forward to it. My heart is like the thick frost of thousands of mountains, and the autumn leaves are dyed red.

Appreciate:

Qi Jiguang was a famous anti-Japanese minister in Ming Dynasty. This poem summarizes the poet's fighting life in the vast sea area and implies the hardships in the anti-Japanese struggle.

In the cold waves of the sea, the poet dealt with the enemy for ten years; He stands here overlooking the Forbidden City in Beijing. Its painstaking efforts, like the thick frost on Wanling Mountain in Qian Shan, sprinkled on the peaks and dyed the autumn leaves red.

Hard work, like frost, dyes the autumn leaves.

4. The elegance of autumn frost

Two Poems on Autumn Poetry (Part Two)

Don Liu Yuxi

The mountains and rivers are clear and frosty at night, and several trees are deep red and light yellow. Trying to get under a tall building is as crazy as spring.

Appreciate:

Liu Yuxi is known as a "poet", and autumn is unique in his works.

Autumn is here, the scenery is beautiful, and it has begun to frost at night; Leaves and branches are red and yellow now. If you don't believe that the autumn scenery is so elegant and beautiful, you can try to look up at the stairs, and you will suddenly feel bitterly clear and calm, and how can you be as frivolous as the bustling and colorful spring?

In autumn, water is as cool as the blue sky. Between Tianshui and Tianshui, there is clear and warm air with a little osmanthus fragrance.

5. The sigh of autumn frost

Xi Qian ying Shuang Qiu Tian Xiao

Songcai pavilion

At dawn in autumn in first frost, Zisai is the base camp, and the grass in Huang Yun is withering. The horse hisses, the edge is red and the moon is called, and the iron clothes in Gansu are cold early. The sword song is solemn and stirring, so we must repay you. Plug in the music, do all the work, Shanxi youth. Laugh and laugh. Diao Dou essence, a bonfire, should send peace and consumption. The main worry about the border, far away, arrogant and forgiving. I'm worried about this at night when I'm old. Who cares if the jade is old? Peace, and fun, do not cherish the golden urn.

Appreciation: During the Jiayou period of the Northern Song Dynasty, Cai Ting worked in the frontier and repelled the invasion of Xixia army. His Autumn Frost takes pleasure in suffering.

It's autumn dawn, the frost is boundless, and the cold air attacks people. Out of the tent, I can only see the old base looming in the dawn and the hay swaying in the wind under the low-pressure Huang Yun. The war horse neighing in the wind, the edge red neighing under the moon, and the defenders on Longshan armored themselves in the early cold.

In the Taiping period, the poet lamented that it was difficult to return at the end of the year and the years had passed. When the border is calm, let's have fun for the time being. Don't be stingy with the golden bottle of wine, drink it frequently.

The happiness of success comes from hard work. Without bitterness, there is no sweetness!