Autumn ci
Liu Yuxi
Only desolate autumn can arouse people's memories.
I think autumn is much better than spring.
When a crane flies in the blue sky and beats the clouds.
My poetry flew to heaven with her.
wild goose
Jiang Hang presented the goose.
Ouyang Xiu
Wild geese live in clouds and water.
Pay more than one wing.
At the end of the year, Jianghu guests.
Don't say goodbye and fly south with me.
grey/white hair
Shang shan Zao hang
Wen tingjun
Morning start sign
Kexingbei hometown
Chicken Sheng Mao Dianyue
Banqiao cream
Huye luoshan road
Zhihua Yi Ming wall
Teaching dream
Yan fu is full of happiness
maple
Travel in the mountains
Du Mu
Winding along the rocky path in Lengshan Town.
There are people in Bai Yunsheng.
Parking LAM Raymond likes to sit up late.
Frosted leaves are redder than flowers in February.
chrysanthemum
Hangju
Chao Huang
When the Double Ninth Festival comes in September,
After the chrysanthemum blooms, the flowers wither.
The fragrance permeates Chang 'an.
The curse of golden flower
Double Ninth Festival
Vacation in the mountains reminds me of my brothers in Shandong.
Wang Wei
A lonely stranger in a strange land, I was left behind.
on festive occasions more than ever one thinks of one's dear ones far away
My brothers must have crossed some heights by now.
But the disappearance of a dogwood wearer will affect the performance.
2. Autumn Frost Poems: Du Muyuan is in a cold mountain, and there are people in Bai Yunsheng. Stop and sit in the maple forest late, and the frost leaves are red in February flowers.
Song Fan Zhongyan, the pride of the fisherman, left Qiu Lai with strange scenery, and Hengyang geese went casually. The four sides are connected with each other. Thousands of miles away, the long smoke closes. A glass of turbid wine is Wan Li's home, but Ran Yan hasn't come home yet. The pipe strength is covered with frost. People don't sleep, and the general has white hair and tears.
"White Dove" is cloudy with high clouds and light sky. What a late autumn weather! There is a flock of pigeons playing in the air. Look at them, in twos and threes, circling back and forth, as if they meant something, suddenly turning over and reflecting the sunshine, white lining the sky, beautiful!
"Shanghai-Hangzhou car" Xu Zhimo is in a hurry! Come on, come on! A cigarette, a mountain, several clouds, a piece of water, a bridge, a muffled sound, a piece of pine, a clump of bamboo, a piece of red leaves: colorful fields, colorful autumn scenery, as clear as a dream, vague, obscure and inspiring! Is it a wheel or time? Urging old Qiu, urging old age!