Poetry describing the sounds of autumn

Today, after the mountains are clear, the remaining cicadas and chrysanthemums are blooming.

Human settlements

The reed banks

are moving all night long

The sound of autumn

.

Lazily walking through the secluded path to rush to the songbirds, enduring the clear shade to damage the green moss.

It is not like sitting behind closed doors and listening to the pillow, The sound of autumn is like rain coming into the pavilion

Thousands of clouds in the evening, the sound of autumn geese.

Mangroves

Intoxicated by the autumn scenery, the blue stream plays the night strings

The shore situation confuses travelers, and the autumn sound disturbs weeds and insects