1, Qiu Lai, the wind rises and leaves fall, Zen, how many people can notice the meaning, although I don't believe in Buddhism, sometimes I have a little worship. I know there are many things in this world that I can't have, but at least, I can pick up some residual memories in the remaining days.
2. Autumn leaves are varied and varied. The plane leaves are like the feet of ducklings; Ginkgo garden is like a small yellow fan; Poplar leaves are like burning love; Loquat leaves are like a boat.
3. Look at the leaves in autumn. Look at those tall and straight trees. They bid farewell to the once bright colors. In their gorgeous and short life, they danced all over the sky in the autumn wind without regrets, and they were reluctant to part with their only beauty with their attachment to the season. Say goodbye to green.
4. Walking on the golden leaves all over the ground, bathed in the refreshing wind, my thin clothes swayed with the wind, watching the autumn sunset dye my wings red, listening to the sound of the shepherd boy piccolo flying vertically, singing the cricket in the autumn night, and watching Yin Hui with the bright moon shining into the blue sky. Stepping in Yuan Ye in autumn, listening to the trickle of the stream, feeling the coolness of the autumn wind, blowing up the beauty of autumn, dancing with my thoughts in the autumn wind, getting high. ...
There are so many fallen leaves in autumn. There are broad buttonwood leaves, needle-like pine leaves and narrow Chinese fir leaves. The ground is like a thick golden carpet, which is very comfortable to step on!
6. Fallen leaves float to the invisible world and return to silence. Nothing can save a fallen leaf and make it return to the branches and remain fresh. This is a passage, a natural process. It will eventually go deep into the soil, turn into silt and nourish another new life, which is its own continuation and transcendence, and it is also the eternity of the beautiful moment of fallen leaves.
7. The fallen leaves are like a song. The leaves finish their journey bit by bit, but they will eventually turn to dust, and I will try my best to remember the eternity of that moment.
8. Standing in the bushes, I listened quietly, and the fallen leaves fell to the ground, making a faint sound as thin as cicadas. At that moment, I imagined that vilen in autumn had Monet's golden color, so gorgeous. The cool autumn wind blows, and from time to time there are golden leaves fluttering slowly in front of my eyes, so gentle, so quiet and so light, as if guarding a fragile dream.
9. When the autumn wind blows, the fallen leaves on the ground dance with the wind, just like beautiful butterflies. Some fallen leaves on the ground have withered; Some have just fallen, and there is still a trace of green.
10, falling flowers, already buried at the foot of the years; Leaves fall helplessly in late autumn, piece by piece. Only I, still waiting at the place where the dream began, step by step, pursuing the footprints of the past. Read it again and hurt it again; It hurts to pick up one.
2. Poems describing leaves are very inspirational. Modern poems about leaves Part I: A leaf.
A leaf fell that night.
It's October night.
It is to convey the coming of winter.
But it shines with the brilliance of spring.
You hold my hand.
You want me to pick up the good news that I fell to the ground with you.
A leaf fell on this night.
We stand under the trees in autumn and listen to the news of spring.
On that night of falling leaves
You are wearing a white scarf and a thin dress.
Looking for the lost heart in spring
Modern Leaf Poetry Part II: Light on Leaves
sunlight
A gentle influx
Your childish face
In this spring.
see you again
leaf
Blinking his cool eyes
Flowers are like your heart.
It has the most beautiful fragrance.
On this quiet morning
Breathe love and freedom
world
There is an unknown draw.
But it is not easy.
On this tender night like water
bother you
Inspiration as young as the wind
Modern Leaf Poetry Part III: A Leaf
You are the victim of little green.
You are the idol of a grass.
Branches hanging high
No one ever appreciates it.
You can't dance in the breeze.
Or sing in the drizzle.
Because this big tree
Can't go far
You look at the white clouds and sigh
You smile and look at the sky sadly.
Alas, you ah you.
Always irresistible
Modern Leaf Poetry Part IV: Fallen Leaves
No time to clean up.
Thought-filled flowers and plants
Be chased around
Burn yourself in the last autumn
The leaves running for their lives panicked.
Follow the trend in a daze
Be wrapped up in the cold winter
Wandering around with the north wind
Any drop of freezing rain
Will smash it.
Is there a cold wind
You can blow it to cool.
Many whole pieces were torn to pieces.
Like that frivolous fate.
It seems that I have lost my limbs.
A crutch that walks unsteadily.
Half of them have been buried underground.
The other half is still looking for support.
After getting lost today,
Will you go back to the branch tomorrow?
3. Poems or famous sayings about fallen leaves are not heartless things, but turn into spring mud to protect flowers.
Luoyekong Shaoan
Leaves fall in early autumn, such as guests.
If you don't want to go down, cherish the old forest.
Sikong tree with deciduous leaves
The frost scene urges dangerous leaves, and now the trees are half empty. Depression makes countries different, and scattered travelers are the same.
Cold water floats on the shore, and night insects hold it in order. You can enjoy the wind and get Luoyang Palace.
Deciduous Wang Jian
The green direction is uneven, and the first red color overlaps. The atrium has just begun to be swept, and three or two leaves surround the tree.
The fallen leaves sent Chen Yu and Han Yu.
The fallen leaves do not rest, and the residual crown does not return. Gone with the wind is always different, and when you meet it, you will temporarily rely on it.
Whispering in the middle of the night, long and cold. Who bid farewell to a teenager, tears wet his clothes.
Fallen leaves (poems by Kong Shaoan) Kong Deshao
Leaves in early autumn fall and fall like guests.
If you don't want to go down, cherish the old forest.
Luoye Wangzhou
The girl in green is jealous when she wants to be crisp. In cold months, the wind blows and the leaves are dry and red.
Smell the fallen leaves
After the Chushu snow cleared, there was a rustling in the evening wind. Because of the memory of the night of the old country, several plants are empty by the water.
Boil the tea and simply burn it, and the moss will turn red. I won't leave here next year, I will see green bushes.
Deciduous Miracle
It's too late in autumn, so you can see your neighbors outside the window. Who is surprised in the world, Lin alone sweeps the frequency.
Xiao Sao moonlit night, overlapping early frost morning. It was cloudy yesterday, and the sound of singing birds gave the trees a breath of spring.
Deciduous xiumu
The leaves are red after the rain. Looking back at spring, I believe there is autumn wind.
Several places follow the running water, and the river is in chaos. You should only be on your own, not with you.
4. Poems or famous sayings about fallen leaves Kong Shaoan fell leaves in early autumn and fell like a guest.
If you don't want to go down, cherish the old forest. Title Fallen leaves "Sikongshu" Frost scenery urges dangerous leaves, and today the tree is half empty.
Depression makes countries different, and scattered travelers are the same. Cold water floats on the shore, and night insects hold it in order.
You can enjoy the wind and get Luoyang Palace. Wang's leaves are uneven in the green direction, and the first piece of red has overlapped.
The atrium has just begun to be swept, and three or two leaves surround the tree. The fallen leaves sent Chen Yu and Han Yu away, and the broken canopy never came back.
Gone with the wind is always different, and when you meet it, you will temporarily rely on it. Whispering in the middle of the night, long and cold.
Who bid farewell to a teenager, tears wet his clothes. Fallen leaves (Poems by Kong Shao 'an) Autumn leaves fall at the beginning of Kong Deshao, falling like guests.
If you don't want to go down, cherish the old forest. The fallen leaf king Zhou Sulu wants to be crisp, and the green girl is jealous.
In cold months, the wind blows and the leaves are dry and red. I smell fallen leaves and clear snow, and there is a rustling night wind.
Because of the memory of the night of the old country, several plants are empty by the water. Boil the tea and simply burn it, and the moss will turn red.
I won't leave here next year, I will see green bushes. Before the leaves fall in autumn, you can see your neighbors outside the window.
Who is surprised in the world, Lin alone sweeps the frequency. Xiao Sao moonlit night, overlapping early frost morning.
It was cloudy yesterday, and the sound of singing birds gave the trees a breath of spring. Fallen leaves repair rain and idle fields, heavy leaves are red.
Looking back at spring, I believe there is autumn wind. Several places follow the running water, and the river is in chaos.
You should only be on your own, not with you. The fallen leaves of Qian Shengji Tao are rare in old Zhongshan in autumn, and the withering injury always belongs to robbing dust and flying.
I don't know how cool the breeze is. I only know that King Jinling is angry. Su E leans on the moon with trees, and the girl in green is naked.
Hualin is as desolate as a desert, and Wan Li is cold. 17。
5. Kong Shaoan, a famous saying about fallen leaves
Leaves fall in early autumn, such as guests.
If you don't want to go down, cherish the old forest.
Like Du's topic, Hongye Bai Juyi.
In October, the frost leaves are new.
It seems that the fire can't burn out, and flowers don't wait for spring.
Even rows of crimson accounts, throwing red scarves around.
There are only two people before the wind.
Bai Juyi who was drunk on Hongye.
Qiu Shu, who lives in the breeze, has been drinking for many years.
Drunk as frost leaves, although red is not spring.
A leaf fell on Li Village.
When a leaf falls, the pearl foil falls.
At this time, the scenery is bleak.
The painted building has a cold moon shadow and the west wind blows the curtain.
Open the curtains and think about the past.
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6. Youth inspirational poem "Leaves", an introduction to leaves.
If the world is a tree, I am a leaf on it.
Spring: germination and growth; Summer: stretching and exuberance;
Qiu Li: Suosuo, faded; Winter is coming: autumn, no snow. ...
Although different leaves fall every season,
It is also a stretch!
If the world is a tree, I am a leaf on it.
The world is so big, I hide at the bottom,
The branches and leaves sparkled in the sun,
I can only taste the darkness alone.
I don't think about whether I will win the sunshine tomorrow.
As long as there is life, we will keep looking for light in the dark.
Trying to get oxygen at night when no one is around,
Even before the fall,
At the moment of falling, also want to spin out a circle, two laps. ...
Colorful dance rings.
Ye Zi, formerly known as Kong Yarong, from Weinan, likes writing. I look forward to the exchange and guidance from my friends.
7. The book of songs, a famous saying or poem about leaves, is a leaf.
Zan Ye, the harvest is constant, and the gentleman has wine, so taste it as appropriate.
There is a rabbit head, a gun to burn, and a gentleman has wine, which can be offered as appropriate.
There is a rabbit head, which is burnt, and a gentleman has wine.
There is a rabbit head, a coke gun, and a gentleman has wine, and his words will be rewarded.
The Book of Songs has bitter leaves.
Gourd with bitter gourd leaves, to the deep water ferry river. Put down the skirt slowly, and lift it quickly.
The economic benefits are rich, and pheasants sing. The pheasant's water is not diving, and the pheasant hears it.
The geese are singing, and the sunrise has begun. If a man wants to marry a wife, he will get married before freezing.
Recruit boats, people get involved in Ang. You must be my friend whether anyone participates in Ang or not.
Chuqiu rest house Dumu
The wind blows a leaf and everything is in shock.
Crying alone in a foreign land, worrying about guests every year.
Don't leave where? When will it stop?
It is better to flow and be free.
Luoyekong Shaoan
Leaves fall in early autumn, such as guests.
If you don't want to go down, cherish the old forest.
Like Du's topic, Hongye Bai Juyi.
In October, the frost leaves are new.
It seems that the fire can't burn out, and flowers don't wait for spring.
Even rows of crimson accounts, throwing red scarves around.
There are only two people before the wind.
A leaf fell on Bai Juyi.
The summer heat has not subsided, and the cool and soaring diving has begun.
Cold and warm and ups and downs are the same.
Under the rustling Lin Qiu, a leaf was suddenly appointed.
Don't say anything, shake it down, shake it down from here.
Bai Juyi who was drunk on Hongye.
Qiu Shu, who lives in the breeze, has been drinking for many years.
Drunk as frost leaves, although red is not spring.
Cold soaking du fu with Sophora japonica leaves
The green Sophora leaves are picked and paid to China's kitchen. The new noodles are close to the market, and the juice is mixed with me.
If it is overcooked, there will be no trouble with adding vegetables. Everything is fresh, and fragrant rice is a bud.
Teeth are colder than snow, so people are advised to throw this pearl away. I want to take the money to Tu Su.
The road is far-sighted and afraid of mud, and the prosperity will not change. Qin's offerings are small, and the recommendation of algae is only a small area.
Wan Li Lu Han Temple, ice jade pot. It's time for the king to enjoy a cool night.
Look at the cold dew on the leaves of the phoenix tree on a moonlit night.
On Xiao Shutong's leaves, the moon is full of dew. The water drops are clear and full of light, bright and cold.
The wind shakes the jade, and the branches move the beads. The wind is cold and it seems to be an autumn night, and the sound is slightly midnight.
Condensed air flows everywhere, and wet things should look clean. Don't get tired of peeping, it's harder to get together.
A leaf fell on Li Village.
When a leaf falls, the pearl foil falls.
At this time, the scenery is bleak.
The painted building has a cold moon shadow and the west wind blows the curtain.
Open the curtains and think about the past.
Lotus leaf Li Qunyu
Roots are jade in the mud, and hearts are pearls.
It was planted in Tang Jun and buried in Ren Chunpu.
In February, the fig leaves in Liuzhou fell completely.
The official feeling is full of sadness, and spring is half like autumn.
The mountain city is full of rain flowers and banyan leaves are full of warblers.
Hong ye Luo yin
Don't be afraid of the desolate city, it will come as late as a photo.
The wild is sunny and frosty, and the mountains are cold and rainy.
Wandering Fuling Road, Beauty Changxin Palace.
By the end of the year, the meaning of shaking down will be endless.
Deciduous Miracle
It's too late in autumn, so you can see your neighbors outside the window.
Who is surprised in the world, Lin alone sweeps the frequency.
Xiao Sao moonlit night, overlapping early frost morning.
It was cloudy yesterday, and the sound of singing birds gave the trees a breath of spring.
Deciduous Wang Jian
The green direction is uneven, and the first red color overlaps.
The atrium has just begun to be swept, and three or two leaves surround the tree.
Wu Rong of Hongye
The dew is light and dry with frost, and turns bright in the sunset.
And the smoke falling in autumn will be a thousand miles of love with the waves.
Several birds are hiding in jathyapple, but the whole family is accompanied by the sound of flies.
At that time, I didn't hate watching the breeze cut into colors.
Yuezhou looked at Huang and said.
Looking at the white heads and yellow leaves, I am not satisfied with the geometry.
Under the empty tree, there is no political song.
Two-leaf Fangfei Li Qian
Clouds hung low on the ground, and smoke billowed from the levee. Hongyan was the first to cross the riverbank. Dew and wind and willows are sparse, and pavilions are still quiet. Hate affection, leave love and complain. Acacia soul dream small screen. I'm tired of pulling clothes, and I'm covered in dust, and the jade mirror is ashamed. Infinitely quiet, chasing pleasure, looking for returns, arriving first and then falling behind. The young man's mind became empty, and the old man came to hug him. All the green leaves have passed away. Leave a voice and adjust the tune at that time. Ask a beautiful woman, from haggard, reduce waistline, how much it looks.