Maple trees
[Song Dynasty] Shu Yuexiang
Original text
Thousands of green trees outside Quyuan Temple, and thousands of red leaves in front of Gaodi Temple.
The scenery at the end of Chu and Wutou is here, but the sails no longer move west to east.
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The moon is setting, crows are crying, and the sky is covered with frost.
Jiang Feng is fishing and the fire is facing melancholy.
Moving in Niuzhu at night and remembering the ancient Li Bai
Niuzhu Xijiang Night , There is no cloud in the blue sky.
Going on the boat and looking at the autumn moon, I remember General Xie in the sky.
I can sing it loudly, but this person cannot hear it.
The Ming Dynasty Hanging sails and mats, maple leaves falling one after another.
Fisherman Zhang Zhihe
The owner of Songjiang Crab House is happy,
Wild rice and water shield soup is also a delicious meal.< /p>
The maple leaves have fallen, and the pomegranate flowers have dried.
The fishing boat is so drunk that it feels cold.
The stream is built under the boat and is deep.
Passenger sailing returns to Pudong At dusk of the moon,
There is no light in the wild shop and I want to close the door.
The sand maple on the shore is poured out half dead,
The tied boat still has traces of last year.
Send Ming Qing off to Jiangxi Li Panlong in the county town
The green maple rustles and the rain falls miserably,
The autumn scenery is far away and I can see the beauty of Chu.
Who is it? Facing the lonely boat and driving away the passengers,
Baiyun sent me to Jiangxi.
Cui Guofu on September 9th
The maples on the riverside were falling and the chrysanthemums were yellow, and the young man climbed up to take a look Township.
Although the Tao family carried wine on the ninth day, the guests from Chu have already worn clothes in the three years.
Tell me about my feelings and send them to Li Yi, the prime minister of Linghu in Hengzhou
Tiaoyuan Fang Yisheng, Xuan Gai suddenly said to the east. The Tao is centered on the secret, and the heart is the same on the outside.
The white head produces distant waves, and the red leaves are high under the maple. The river is drizzled with rain, who is Xie Gong.
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Mountain Excursion to Du Mu
The stone path up the Hanshan Mountain in the distance is slanted, and there are people living in the white clouds.
Stop and sit in the maple forest at night, the frost leaves are as red as the February flowers.< /p>
Mooring Zhang Ji at Fengqiao at night
The moon is setting and the sky is full of crows and frost. Jiang Feng, the fisherman, sleeps in sorrow.
The bells of Hanshan Temple outside Gusu City ring in the middle of the night. Arrive at the passenger ship.
Stay in the farmhouse Caoye in early autumn
The grass in the stream is sparse and the fireflies are shining, the moon is bright and the maple trees are long.
The calf in Nancun is crying at night. There is new frost on the fence.
Sauvignon Blanc Li Yu
One mountain, two mountains,
The mountains are far away, the sky is high, the smoke is cold, the water is cold,
< p>Acacia maple leaf elixir.The juhuahua blooms, but the juhuahua fades.
The wild geese flying high are not returned yet.
A curtain of wind and moonlight is leisurely.
Jiangling is worried about sending children and keeping fish safe
Thousands of maple leaves cover ten thousand branches,
The river bridge masks the late sailing boat.
Recalling the king's heart is like the Xijiang River Water,
Flows eastward day and night without rest.
I love the autumn fragrance of Tang Yin
I paint the long blue river water,
I love the evening pavilion The maple leaves are sad.
The autumn moon shines brightly on the Buddhist temple,
Incense curls around the sutra building.
Li He, a string from the Kingdom of Shu
Lilac fragrant The flowers are quiet in the evening, and the shadows of Nanshan Mountain are reflected in Jinshui.
The apes are saddened by the falling stones, and the bamboo clouds are worried about half of the ridge.
The cool moon is born in Qiupu, and the jade sand is sparkling.
Whose red-teal guest couldn't bear to cross Qutang?
Send Li Shaofu to be demoted to the gorge. Holding a cup and asking about the banished residence.
The ape cries several lines of tears in Wuxia Gorge, and the geese return to Hengyang and writes a few letters.
The autumn sails are far away on the Qingfeng River, and the ancient trees are sparse beside Baidi City.
There is much rain and dew in the Holy Days, so don’t hesitate to break up for the time being.
Hunan Concubine Li He
Junzhu has been immortal for thousands of years, and has always been with Qin E to cover the Xiangshui River.
The song of the barbarian fills the cold sky, the nine mountains are green and the tears are red.
Farewell to Luan in the mist of Phoenix, the Wuyun and Shu rains are connected in the distance.
The melancholy autumn atmosphere is rising. Qingfeng, chanting ancient dragons in the cool night waves.
Dai Shulun of Sanlv Temple
The flow of Yuan and Xiang is endless, how deep is the resentment of Qu Song.
Autumn smoke at dusk Arise, Xiao Xiaofeng Forest.
Untitled Li Shangyin
Who can accompany you when you are lonely in the cold night, and the rain is lingering, and love is hard to break.
When Feng is drunk and has not yet woken up, his love falls. There is no destiny in this world.