Poems known as red leaves

The red leaves in the western hills are good, and the frost is heavier. The same is true of the revolution, and the struggle sees the hero.

————— Rola Chen

I quit my job and go home, just like a flower falling from a branch, but this is not a heartless thing. It can be turned into the soil of spring and can also play a role in nurturing the next generation.

—————— Gong Zizhen

Send masuda back to China.

Fusang is just like the maple leaves are tender and cold as Dan. However, I turned to Yang to send my guests away, and my heart followed Dong Zhuo's New Year memory.

————————————— Lu Xun

The red leaves have been frosted for a long time, but they still love the old branches.

Open the window to listen to birds, and lower your head to pick up new poems.

—————————————— Guo Moruo

The new five-leaf persimmon is red. It is also Sapium sebiferum and Feng Dan.

——————————— Yang Wanli

The mountains face the city, and the red leaves and yellow flowers are one river.

————— Zhou Ang

The temple is good because of its location, and it is worth the sunset when you board it. Castle Peak is the Zen Pavilion, and the red leaves are full of monk corridors. The bamboo color is even, and the sound of insects is on the floor. The most regrettable thing is that the east is quiet and close to the Chu city wall.

——————————— Zhu Qingyu

Qingxi meanders around the maple forest, and the red leaves fall without wind.

————— Fan Chengda

Stop and sit in the maple forest late, and the frost leaves are red in February flowers.

—————————— Du Mu

On the yellow, red, purple and green rocks, between pine and bamboo, the mountains should not be old after autumn, and the peaks are on the children's faces.

——————————— Zhao Chengde

Xiaofeng stole wine all night, but she was lonely and drunk.

——————————— Yang Wanli