1) The lotus leaves touching the sky are infinitely green, and the lotus flowers reflecting the sun are uniquely red. ——Yang Wanli "Sent Off to Lin Zifang from Jingci Temple at Dawn"
2) Don't listen to the sound of beating leaves in the forest, why not scream and walk slowly. ——Su Shi's "Defending the Storm? March 7th"
3) I don't know who cut out the thin leaves, but the spring breeze in February is like scissors. —— He Zhizhang's "Ode to the Willows"
4) The world is a big dream. How many times does autumn cool in life? The wind blows at night and the leaves are already singing. ——Su Shi's "Moon over the Xijiang River? A Big Dream in the World"
5) These little Caozhou county officials are always concerned about love, every branch and leaf. ——Zheng Xie's "Painting Bamboo in the Weixian County Office to Present Nianbo Bao Dachengkuo"
6) Who thinks of the west wind and the coolness alone, the rustling yellow leaves behind closed windows, meditating on the past and the setting sun. ——Nalan Xingde's "Huanxi Sand? Who cares about the west wind cooling alone"
7) The early sun on the leaves has dried up the rain, the water surface is clear and round, and the wind is lifting each one. ——Zhou Bangyan's "Su Mu Zhe? Burning Agarwood"
8) There are three or four spots of green moss on the pond, and one or two oriole sounds on the bottom of the leaves. ——Yan Shu's "Broken Arrangement? Spring Scene"
9) The fragrant lotus leaves are gone, and the green waves are rising in the west wind. ——Li Jing "Breaking through the sand of Huanxi? The fragrance of lotus leaves is sold out"
10) The lotus leaf skirt is cut in one color, and the hibiscus is spread to both sides of the face. ——Wang Changling's "Two Lotus Plucking Songs"
11) The swaying Wu leaves bring out the cold sound, and the autumn wind on the river stirs up the guest sentiment. ——Ye Shaoweng's "What I See in a Night Book"
12) The oak leaves have fallen on the mountain road, and the orange flowers are shining brightly on the post wall. —— Wen Tingyun's "Morning Journey to Shangshan"
13) Plants and trees have their own original intention, so why ask for beauty! ——Zhang Jiuling's "Encounter with Orchid Leaves in Spring"
14) Drizzle I dreamed that the chicken plug was far away, and the jade pipe was blowing through the small building. ——Li Jing "Breaking through the sand of Huanxi? The fragrant lotus leaves are sold out"
15) The green grass reflects the spring color on the steps, and the oriole's voice is heard in the sky through the leaves. ——Du Fu's "The Prime Minister of Shu"
16) The autumn wind is clear, the autumn moon is bright, the fallen leaves gather and disperse, and the jackdaws roost again. ——Li Bai's "Three Five Seven Words"
17) I want to buy sweet-scented osmanthus and drink it with me, but in the end I am not a teenager. ——Liu Guo's "Tang Duoling? Tingzhou with Reed Leaves"
18) Green mountains and green waters, white grass, red leaves and yellow flowers. —— Bai Pu's "The Sky is Pure and the Sand Is Autumn"
19) I haven't realized the dream of spring grass in the pond, but the sound of autumn leaves has already begun in front of the steps. ——Zhu Xi's "Poem to Encourage Learning"
20) Yellow-leafed trees in the rain, white-headed people under the lamp. ——Sikong Shu "Happy to Meet My Brother Lu Lun"
21) The trees in a foreign country have fallen leaves, and I am alone at night under the cold lamp. ——Ma Dai's "Autumn Residence in Bashang"
22) The autumn leaves of Jinjing Wutong are yellow, and the bead curtains are not rolled up by the night frost. ——Wang Changling's "Long Faith and Resentment"
23) When the lotus leaves grow, spring hates them, and when the lotus leaves wither, autumn hates them. ——Li Shangyin's "Wandering Alone in Qujiang in Late Autumn"
24) White rocks emerge from Jingxi River, and the red leaves are sparse in the cold weather. —— Wang Wei's "In the Mountains"
25) The situation is high and the wind is late, and the yellow leaves are flying on the mountains. ——Wang Bo's "In the Mountains"
26) A song of labor explains boating, red leaves, green mountains and rapids.
——Xu Hun's "Farewell to Xie Ting"