What are the fruitful poems in autumn and October?

1, Eight Autumn Poems. The eighth "

Tang Dynasty: Du Fu

Kunwu's imperial house is winding, and the sub-grid is cloudy. The fragrant rice pecked at the parrot's grain, and the branches of the old phoenix perched in Wu Bi.

Beauty meets Cui Chun and asks questions, while the fairy couple moves late in the same boat. The crayons used to dry up, and the white heads sang softly.

Translation:

From Chang 'an to Beilin, through Kunwu and Su Yu, Zige Peak shines on Zhong Nanshan. Miss fragrant rice Wu Bi all the way, attracting parrot phoenix in the harvest season, until spring, graceful ladies will pick flowers and give them away. The partners still have to move out at dusk and don't want to come back.

In the past, I could use words to dig through the dark wells of the times and drink the sweetness of mountains and rivers. Now I can only surround the water source in my memory and touch its silent twilight.

2. Autumn

Five Dynasties: Li Xun

Spend the autumn, it is a rainy night, and Orange Island is picturesque. In blue smoke, under the bright moon, at the beginning of the boat.

Water is home, tents are houses, and fish soup and rice are commonplace. A glass full of wine and a shelf full of books, regardless of fame and fortune.

Translation:

On the quiet night in Xiaoxiang, the autumn flowers are blown by the breeze, and the beauty of Orange Island is like a landscape painting on the screen. In the vast smoke and bright moonlight, I gathered my fishing line and rocked my boat home.

Green water is my home, awning is my home, and delicacies are not as good as brown rice, fish and shrimp for three meals a day. Facing that glass of wine and looking at that shelf full of poems and books, I am satisfied and don't have to worry about fame and fortune anymore.

3. Social Day

Tang Dynasty: Wang Jia

Goose and lake, crops grow well, every household is full of pigs and chickens.

It's getting late, the shadow of mulberry trees is getting longer and longer, the spring feast is gradually dispersed, and the drunkard goes home happily with the help of his family.

Translation:

The rice beam at the foot of Ehu Mountain is plump and the harvest is in sight. In the barn, the pig is fat and the chicken is strong, and the door is half open. As the sun sets, mulberry trees reflect long shadows. After the Spring Festival, every household helped the drunkard to return.