Poems about leaves, ancient poems 1 Poems about leaves
1. Autumn winds winding, Dongting Lake water waves under the tree-Qu Yuan's Nine Songs 2. There are strange trees in the yard with green leaves in full bloom. The moon is bright and the leaves are burning. -Tao Yuanming is antique. Birds with dense leaves fly on the road, but the wind is light and the flowers fall late. Xiaogang's folding willow 5. Looking at the horizon and the yellow scenery, Beiyan flies away from home. Why are you annoyed by autumn, hate autumn, and feel sad when you are injured? In the mirror, white hair knows less autumn, and the clouds see the sun's heavy wings. 9. the tree wants to be quiet, but the wind does not stop falling, and the wind follows. 10. Autumn leaves don't rush the autumn wind, but they sleep alone. Clouds open the moon, and mandarin ducks in the pool wrap around their necks. There is always a yearning that can't be waved away, so I hope to dance nine times; If you want to talk about what's on your mind, you can remember people without saying anything. 1 1. One flower and one leaf in the world come, spring comes and flowers are green, and Qiu Lai leaves fall, which is an infinite prajnaparamita. Example 34| Comment year: Ming Author: Gao Qi's works: Red leaves are full of frost, and the dusk is bright. I'm obsessed with threading. Who knows that your water is more changeable: one side is loose and the other side is round. The imaginary enemy is also turning with the wind. Time: Ming Author: Tang Yin Works: I love Chou-heung. Content: I paint the blue river, and I love the maple leaves on the pavilion at night. The autumn moon melts into the Buddhist temple, and cigarettes wrap around the pagoda. Time: Yuan Author: anonymous works:. Embroidered quilt is half empty. Time: Yuan Author: Yang Works: Qingjiang Quoted Content: Maple leaves are best in autumn, which is stained with the blood of orangutans. The wind blows in Qiu Tian, and the frost soaks in Wu Jiangyue. Tomorrow, it will be even redder! Year: Yuan Author: Xu Zaisi Works: Water Fairy Night Rain Content: Autumn leaves, small bananas are a little sad, after three nights in the dream, the chess game in snuff was not collected, sighing that Xinfeng solitary pavilion people stayed behind for ten years, and the worries of Jiangnan two old people were in their hearts. Year: Southern Song Author: Yang Wanli Works: See the West Lake in mid-June, after all. Lotus flowers that reflect sunlight are different in color. Time: Southern Song Dynasty Author: Wu Wenying Works: High Balcony Content: Palace powder carving marks, fairy clouds falling shadows, uninhabited water inlets, western stones burying incense, Jinsha clavicle interlocking. The south tower doesn't hate playing the flute, but hates the breeze thousands of miles below the mountain. Halfway through, the court was already dusk, and the moonlight was cold and dry. Shouyangkong, who can adjust the chalcedony to make up the fragrant scar? The drizzle turns red, and the lonely mountain is infinitely cold in spring. It's hard to make it clear from the soul, but it's hard to dream of a stream. The most worrying person is a bird puzzle with a clear leaf bottom. Time: Southern Song Dynasty Author: Jiang Kui's Works: Miscellaneous Poems on the Lake: The Garden Wall Winding, People in Jingshan See Yi Deng. Lotus leaves are like clouds, and the ship rolls into Xiling. Age:. Year: Northern Song Dynasty Author: Yan Works: People Content: Red leaves and yellow flowers in late autumn, thousands of miles miss guests. Flying clouds are tired, and there is no letter back to Hong. Where can I send books? Tears are endless, so I spin ink on the inkstone. Gradually, I wrote goodbye, and the red note was colorless. Year: Northern Song Dynasty Author: Liu Yong Works: Jade Butterfly Content: Wang Chu. The fog is boundless. Unforgettable There are several lonely moons, and the stars are constantly changing. The sea is vast and the mountains are far away. Where is Xiaoxiang? For Miss Shuang Yan, it is difficult to rely on a distant letter, which means going home in dusk and empty knowledge. Looking at each other in the dark, the sunset stands in the sound. Time: Northern Song Dynasty Author: Lin Bu Works: Xiaoxiao Palace in Su Dong Content: Autumn Mountain is boundless, Qiu Si is boundless. Red leaves flow in blue streams and white clouds flow in green forests. A bird falls in the shade, and the crystal falls and cicadas scatter. Who can smell the pillow this night? It's so vivid. Plum blossoms are heavy and vulgar, and cloves are bitter and rough. It pervades people's dreams thousands of miles away, but it is heartless. Time: Northern Song Dynasty Author: Fan Zhongyan Works: Walking in the Imperial Street Content: Leaves fall one after another, the night is silent and the cold sound is broken. Zhu Zhen [1] Curtains roll up the Jade Building, the sky is grey and the Milky Way hangs down. Every year tonight, the moonlight is as long as practice. There is no intention of avoiding eyebrows. Time: Tang Author: Works: Autumn Mountain Content: Autumn Mountain Wan Li is cloudless [1], but the wind is blowing [2], and the moon is deep in the stream [3]. The thatched cottage is quiet without closing the stone bed, and the leaves are dripping [4]. Time: Tang and Five Dynasties Author: Yu Works: Jiangling Sorrow. The east is restless day and night. Time: Tang and Five Dynasties Author: Xue Tao Works: Lingbi Marsh Content: Green algae float obliquely on the water, and willow leaves lie clear. When can I enjoy the head of the stream, spin the flowers and spin the boat? Time: Tang and Five Dynasties Author: Xu Hun's Works: Title: Autumn Tour of Tongmen Inn Jingshi Content: The red leaves are falling at dusk, passing the pavilion where I take wine, the clouds are blowing to Dahuashan, and the showers pass the middle ridge. The color of trees varies with customs. But I dreamed of woodcutter and fisherman. Time: Tang and Five Dynasties Author: Xu Yin Works: Gong Yu's Secret Teacup Content: Green jade melts in new colors, and Tao Chengsheng pays tribute to my king first. Cleverly gouge out the bright moon and dye the spring water, and lightly apply thin ice to fill Lv Yun. The ancient mirror sits on the platform and breaks the blue silk, and the tender lotus culvert reveals the river. The bamboo leaves in Zhongshan are very ill at the beginning of fragrance. Time: Tang and Five Dynasties authors.
2. Describe Ye's poems and ancient poems.
Xiexialian
-Bai Juyi
Ye Zhanying turned into a bright moon, and the fragrance of flowers scattered into the curtain wind.
It is better to plant in Tianchi than to be born in wild water.
Tishanju
Cao Ye
Sweeping leaves, frying tea and picking leaves, my heart is idle and dreamless, and the night window is empty.
Does Yan Jun love fishing only when Guangwuborn is late?
Lin Zifang of Chu Xiao Jingci School.
-Yang Wanli
After all, the scenery of the West Lake is different from that at four o'clock in June.
The next day, the lotus leaves are infinitely blue, and the lotus flowers are of different colors.
Say goodbye to Wuzhong night
-Bao Rong
Chu guest writes yellow leaves, Wu night stops Yun Lan.
Tears are shed in front of the lamp, and the water cools the geese.
Travel in the mountains
-Du Mu
Far away, the stone path of Hanshan is oblique, and there are people from Bai Yunsheng.
Stop and sit in the maple forest late, and the frost leaves are red in February.
The wild guest does not repay the kindness, and the rustling frost leaves are full of firewood. -Guan Xiu sent messengers to Tongjiang Peak in late autumn.
Frost leaves fall without wind, and autumn clouds are empty and cloudy without rain. -Lu Lun's Send Ten Thousand Giants.
Red leaves and moss are unbearable, cool and rainy. -Bai Juyi's Autumn Rain Send Yuan Jiu
3. The complete works of Ye's poems and ancient poems
Lotus leaves will not turn green the next day, and lotus flowers are particularly bright red in the sun. -Yang Wanli's "Chu Xiao Jingci Temple sends Lin Zifang"
Don't pay attention to the beating rain in the forest. Mei sings a long whistle and walks leisurely. -Su Shi's Dingfengbo March 7th
Who reads the west wind alone, rustling yellow leaves and closing the window, reminiscing about the past and setting the sun. -Na Lanxingde's "Huanxisha, who reads the west wind alone"
The leaves of Chuyang withered all night, and the water was clear, and the wind and lotus were one by one. -Zhou Bangyan's "Su Mu is Liao Aquilaria"
The plane tree leaves in Jinjingbian are yellow, and the night pearl curtain is not rolled out to see the frost. -Wang Changling's "Long Letters and Visits"
Lotus leaves hate life in spring when they are born, and hate life in autumn when they are dry. -Li Shangyin's Walking Alone in Qujiang in Late Autumn
The stream of the river has been flowing for less than a day, and white stones are exposed on the riverbed. The weather is getting colder and the red leaves on the branches are becoming scarce. -Wang Wei's In the Mountains
Who wants to live in seclusion in the mountains and smell the fragrance, so full of joy. -Zhang Jiuling's "Feel the tender orchids in spring-leaves"
The mountains are far away, the sky is high and the fog is cold. -Li Yu's Sauvignon Blanc, A Heavy Mountain
Wu Yi cup of spring bamboo leaves, Wu Wa dance lotus drunk. -Bai Juyi's "Three Memories of Jiangnan"
There are thousands of maple leaves, and the river bridge is covered with dusk sails. -Yu "Jiangling Sorrow Hope to Send Children Peace"
The moving boat splashed green, and the handle greeted the wind. -Zheng Gu's Lotus Leaf
The night is high and windy, and the mountains fly. -Wang Bo's In the Mountains
4. Ancient poems about leaves
There are too many poems about leaves! ! ! Grab a few songs:
Leaves of The Book of Songs
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 is falling.
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.
Cold dew on the leaves of buttonwood on a moonlit night.
Daicha
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.
Frost Ye Fei
Fang Li Qian
Clouds hung low on the ground, smoke billowed from the dam, and Hongyan was the first to cross the river bank. 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.
5. Ancient poems about leaves
Peach blossoms are in full bloom, and green leaves are lush and never fall.
-The Book of Songs meets the sky, the lotus leaf is infinitely blue, and the lotus flower reflects the sun in a different color. I don't know who cut the thin leaves in the Fan Chengda, but the spring breeze in February is like scissors.
-He Li, willow leaves are green and black, and lotus flowers are rosy. —— Wang Anshi's lotus leaf skirt has been cut by color, and hibiscus flowers bloom to both sides of the face.
-The lotus in Wang Changling is still sad at dusk: its lower face is hidden in a blue umbrella. —— Yang Wanli Rice flower water chestnut leaves are full of waves, and autumn colors are like sunset.
-Zhao Zhixin left in early autumn and fell like a guest. Under the rustling Lin Qiu, a leaf was suddenly appointed.
Drunk as frost leaves, although red is not spring. On Xiao Shutong's leaves, the moon is full of dew.
The wind blows a leaf, and everything is in shock. This is in China and ancient times, and here are the authors: Year: Yuan Author: Xu Zaisi Works: Water Fairy Night Rain Content: Autumn leaves, plantains, worries, a dream after midnight.
Snuff chess game is not finished, sighing Xinfeng left alone. After ten years on the pillow, two old worries in Jiangnan came to mind.
Time: Southern Song Author: Yang Wanli Works: First Xiaojing Ci sent to Lin Zifang Content: After all, the scenery of the West Lake is different from that at four o'clock in June. Lotus leaves will not turn green the next day, and lotus flowers are particularly bright red in the sun.
Year: Southern Song Dynasty Author: Wu Wenying Works: High Balcony Content: Palace powder carving marks, fairy clouds falling shadows, deserted wild water bay. West stone buried incense, Jinsha clavicle connected.
Nanta doesn't hate playing the flute, and hates the breeze and mountains. It's dusk in the courtyard and dry and cold on the moon.
Shouyang is empty and sad. Who can adjust chalcedony to cover up the fragrant scar? The drizzle turns red, and the lonely mountain is infinitely cold in spring. It is difficult for the soul to find a way out, but it is difficult to find a way out in the dream.
The saddest person, the enigmatic songbird, has clear and round leaves. Time: Southern Song Dynasty Author: Jiang Kui Works: Miscellaneous Poems on Living on the Lake Content: The garden wall is full of melodies, and people can see Yi Deng in a quiet Shan Ye.
Lotus leaves are like clouds, and boats roll into Xiling.
6. Poems about Ye
The leaves of the pre-Qin Book of Songs are miscellaneous and rewarding. A gentleman has wine, taste it.
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. Kong Shaoan's early autumn leaves are startled and fall like a guest.
If you don't want to go down, cherish the old forest. And Du Ti red leaves Tang Bai Juyi Hanshan October Dan, frost leaves are new for a while.
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 of Hongyetang lives in Qiu Shu. He has been drinking for many years.
Drunk as frost leaves, although red is not spring. Look at the cold dew on the buttonwood leaves on the moonlit night and the white dew on the same leaves of Xiao Shu in the Tang Dynasty.
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. The title of "Tong Ye Tang Du Mu" fell into the old stream last year, and it returned to the leaf as a poem.
Today, Jiang Lou sent Yan, which coincided with last year's topic. Unfortunately, Ye returned to his hometown, but it flowed eastward without vitality.
Laugh and feast with melancholy, and the breeze leaves on the moon. Zhuang Zuopeng's wound is in the same dream, and Tao Qian's life experience is in two stages.
Five colors and one pill become empty words, and it is even more doubtful that the stone is rotten. A lot of money is like a piece of paper, why should it be as profitable as a cone?
The god of wealth is invincible, and the wine saint is a few to me. Qiu Guang toad pavilion mirror by the river, with green eyebrows in front of the sill.
The bottle is light and full of chrysanthemums, and the eaves shadow obliquely invades half a game of chess. Don't point out that business trips are clumsy, just pray to God for stupidity.
Wu smokes third-class cigarettes and gives birth to thoughts. It is better to chat with idle people. The fallen leaves sent Chen Yu, Tang Yu, and Angel Han. The fallen leaves did not rest, and the broken canopy did 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. When Tang Lang was far away, she heard the sound of poplar leaves blowing sadly, and Hu Ma hated the wind.
If it is a cold moonlit night in Yanmen, sand should be rolled up at this time. In Lotus Leaf Soup, Li Qunyu's root is jade in the mud, and his heart is nectar.
It was planted in Tang Jun and buried in Ren Chunpu. In front of the pavilion, the osmanthus tree in Guiyetang was born in, fragrant.
What I saw in the sky today was a mid-month climb. Luo Yin with red leaves in the Tang Dynasty can't resist the desolate city shore, so it's better to take a picture at night.
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. The leaves fell in the Tang Dynasty too late in autumn, so I saw my 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. After listening to the fallen leaves and clear snow in the Chu trees in the Tang Dynasty, the evening wind fell.
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. The title of fallen leaves The frost scene in the Tang Dynasty's "Sikongshu" 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. The green direction of the fallen leaf Wang Tangjian is uneven, 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 Wang Tang Zhou Sulu wants to be crisp, and the young woman is jealous.
In cold months, the wind is blowing and the leaves are dry and red. In the Tang dynasty, there was no road around the alley, the stream was red, and the depression drove the north wind.
Birds stay in other forests, and singing insects are carried in floating water. Small stones are first buried, but long branches are not finished.
Lishi, holding a frosted book, is reading in the white clouds. Wu Ronglu, a red leaf in the Tang Dynasty, was exposed to frost and sunny.
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. When the leaves fell, the red shadow of Wu Rong in the Tang Dynasty drifted to the green shadow, leaving the forest and not knowing where to go.
The colorless smoke with sadness is still there, and hatred has turned into crying. If the current should follow Wan Li, don't fly alone because of the wind.
In the suburbs of Chu, the autumn sound of thousands of trees is urgent, and the guest clothes make the evening. The fallen leaves of the Tang dynasty are red after the rain and idle fields.
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. Banana leaves, Tang Dynasty, and newly-cut Weaver Maid are swaying in the wind.
Just because of Di Qing's spring strike, he leans on the banner of the East Wall. See the yellow leaves in Yuezhou. Zhang Tang said that seeing yellow leaves with white heads is a complex geometric figure.
Under the empty tree, there is no political song. Lotus leaf in the Tang Dynasty, Zheng Gu moved the boat, splashing poor green, leaning against the sill wind to shake the handle.
Thank you, happy people, for staying in the rain. Zhang Xian's "Spring in the Flower Hall" The length of lotus seeds in the Song Dynasty is uneven.
Seagulls fly in the green area of Mount Ji. The water in the sky is hydrated, and it is too late to draw pictures.
The figure moves in the mirror. Peach leaves are shallow and apricot red is deep and light.
The obstacle surface of the river avoids the oblique light. Share the greenery and return to the shade.
Liang Zhu, Song, Fan Chengda, Chun Lai, Pole, Tian Shui. Grass and geese, green and breeze.
The original painting is Yu Yi Wan Bai Zhuan. Hengtang Tower is near and far.
It is cold in Jiangguo, and farming is late. Village north village south, Grain Rain plows the fields.
Xiumailiangang mulberry leaves are cheap. Looking at the new cocoon.
Resentment Wang Qingzhao Lake is windy, autumn dusk, red and fragrant. Water and mountains are close to each other, and it is not bad to say that it is strong.
Lotus seeds become old lotus leaves, green dew washing, apple flowers and plants. The heron sleeping in Sha Ou didn't look back. It seemed annoying, but people came back early.
Huanxisha Song Ouyang Xiu leaves green apricot drooping. The branches are thin and the willows fly.
Late at night at the Japanese Academy. I hate romantic love, but there is no news to return.
Cheeks speechless, eyebrows low. Qingping music song Yan Shu Qiu Guang till evening.
Brother opened the banquet first. The leaves of the forest are still red.
After the rain, the yard was covered with moss. Xiao Niang advised me to be Jin Yan.
Sing new words diligently. What is life without drinking when you are old?
This is the most beautiful, rare and precious work in the world, and it is also the saddest and most tearful work. It is a thin, dry, light grayish yellow locust leaf. I forgot that I found it in Jiangnan Jiangbei, but I found it in an ancient poem. For many years, there is no damage. Like cicadas. It still occupies some soil in the old country. Oh, my old country, when can I return to your arms and enjoy the most pleasant season with the fragrance of Sophora japonica in the world? ..... above ~ I hope it will help you, hehe ↖ (ω) ↗.
7. Ancient poems about Ye
And drew's topic, red leaves.
Tang 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.
Drunk red leaves
Tang Bai Juyi
Qiu Shu, who lives in the breeze, has been drinking for many years.
Drunk as frost leaves, although red is not spring.
Cold dew on the leaves of buttonwood on a moonlit night.
Tietongye
Dondum
Last year, Dong fell out of the old stream and attributed the title of Ye to Yan.
Today, Jiang Lou sent Yan, which coincided with last year's topic.
Unfortunately, Ye returned to his hometown, but it flowed eastward without vitality.
Laugh and feast with melancholy, and the breeze leaves on the moon.
Zhuang Zuopeng's wound is in the same dream, and Tao Qian's life experience is in two stages.
Five colors and one pill become empty words, and it is even more doubtful that the stone is rotten.
A lot of money is like a piece of paper, why should it be as profitable as a cone?
The god of wealth is invincible, and the wine saint is a few to me.
Qiu Guang toad pavilion mirror by the river, with green eyebrows in front of the sill.
The bottle is light and full of chrysanthemums, and the eaves shadow obliquely invades half a game of chess.
Don't point out that official travel is skillful and clumsy, you can only pray to God for stupidity.
Wu smokes third-class cigarettes and gives birth to thoughts. It is better to chat with idle people.
Fallen leaves send Chen Yu.
Tang hanyu
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.
Xisha
Song Ouyang xiu
The leaves are green and the apricots are drooping. The branches are thin and the willows fly. Late at night at the Japanese Academy. I hate romantic love, but there is no news to return. Cheeks speechless, eyebrows low.
Serenade of peace and joy/lyrics of peace, tranquility and joy
Song Yan Shu
Qiu Guang is late. Brother opened the banquet first. The leaves of the forest are still red. After the rain, the yard was covered with moss. Xiao Niang advised me to be Jin Yan. Sing new words diligently. What is life without drinking when you are old?
8. Describe Ye's ancient poems and sentences
Grass in poetry
1. The sky is wild, the wind blows the grass and the cattle and sheep are low. (Song of Chile)
The endless grass on the plain comes and goes with each season. (Bai Juyi: "Farewell to Ancient Grass")
3. Although a country is divided, mountains and rivers remain forever, and the spring of trees and grass is back. (Du Fu: Hope in Spring)
4. But how much affection does it have for an inch of grass to get three spring rays? (Meng Jiao: "Wanderer")
The forest is black, and the wind attacks the grass, but the general tries to shoot arrows at night. (Lu Lun: "Xia Sai Qu")
6. Plant beans in Nanshan, and the grass is full of bean seedlings. (Tao Yuanming: Return to the Garden)
7. The road is narrow and the vegetation is long, and the evening dew is stained with clothes. (Tao Yuanming: Return to the Garden)
8. I am alone in the grass, and there are orioles singing in the tree. (Wei Wuying: In Xixi Chuzhou)
9. Flowers are more and more attractive, and shallow grass can be without horseshoes. (Bai Juyi: "Qiantang Spring Tour")
10. The rain in Tianjie is crisp, but the grass color is far and near. (Han Yu: "Two Early Spring Poems by Zhang Eighteen Members of the Ministry of Water")
Willow in poetry
1. There are flowers everywhere in the spring city, and the east wind is cold and willows are oblique. (Han Xiong's cold food)
2. There is no road in the mountains and rivers, and there is another village. (Lu You: "Tour Shanxi Village")
3. I want to get wet by clothes, rain, and a bright future. (Zhinan: "Jueju")
4. Weicheng is rainy and dusty, and the guest house is green and willow. (Wang Wei: "Send Yuan Er An Xi")
5. Two orioles sing green willows and a row of egrets go up to the sky. (Du Fu: "Jueju")
6. Why should a strong brother blame Yang Liu? Spring breeze is not enough. (Wang Zhihuan: Liangzhou Ci)
7. The willows in Jiang Shuiping are green, and I can hear the songs on the Langjiang River. (Liu Yuxi: "Zhi Zhu Ci")
8. Red crisp hands, Huangteng wine, and spring willows in the city. (Lu You: "Hairpin Phoenix")
9. The best benefit is the spring of the year, which is better than the willow. (Han Yu: "Two Early Spring Poems by Zhang Eighteen Members of the Ministry of Water")
10. Everyone can't help but feel homesick when they hear that the willow tree in this serenade is broken. (Li Bai: The Flute in Los Angeles on a Spring Night)
The Tree in Poetry
1. There are many trees and rich herbs. (Cao Cao: Looking at the sea)
We looked at the green trees around your village and the pale blue of the distant mountains. (Meng Haoran: "Passing the Old Village")
3. The bird stays in the tree by the pool, and the monk is knocking at the door. (Jia Dao: "Li Ning lives in seclusion")
Jasper is dressed as a tree with 10,000 green silk tapestries. (He Zhangzhi: "Liu Yong")
Like the strong wind in spring, it blows at night and blows the petals of ten thousand pear trees. (Song of Snow White sends Tian Shuji home)
6. Every tree in Hanyang becomes clear in the water, and Nautilus Island is a nest of herbs. (Cui Hao: Yellow Crane Tower)
7. Qian Fan is on the side of the sunken ship, and Wan Muchun is in front of the diseased tree. (Liu Yuxi: "The First Meeting of Yangzhou will enjoy Lotte")
8. Spring eyes are silent and cherish the trickle, and the shade of trees shines on the water and loves to be soft. (Yang Wanli: "Xiaochi")
9. Dead vines and old trees faint crows, small bridges and flowing water, old roads and thin horses. (Ma Zhiyuan: "Tianjingsha: Qiu Si")
10. Last night, the west wind withered the green trees, and I went up to the tall building alone and looked at the horizon. (Yan Shu: "The Recent Flowers")