I have poems; I can read. He hears others, but it's not mine. Tomorrow I will raise my sail and leave leaves behind me. On Dumu Mountain
As far away as Hanshan, the stone path is oblique, and people are in Bai Yunsheng.
Stop and sit in the maple forest late, and the frost leaves are red in February flowers.
"a night-mooring near maple bridge" Zhang Jishuang night, Jiang Feng fishing fire sleep.
In the lonely Hanshan Temple outside Suzhou, the bell that rang in the middle of the night reached the passenger ship. "San Lv Temple" Dai Shulun's fragrance is endless. Why does Qu Song complain? In late autumn, the smoke rises, and Li Shangyin, Untitled in Xiao Xiaofeng Forest, is alone in the cold night, and the wind and rain are hard to rest.
When Feng was drunk, she loved and hated. Yu, Jiangling's sorrow and hope for his peace.
There are thousands of maple leaves, and the river bridge is covered with dusk sails.
Remember that your heart is like the Xihe River, which flows eastward day and night.
Lu Xun's Fusang is just right for Qiu Guang, and the maple leaves are tender and cold as Dan. However, I turned to Yang to send my guests back, and my heart recalled the scene of spending the New Year together.
"Looking at the Maple Trees in Shandong from Chengdu" in the Upper Reaches of the Land
At the west corner of the Wumen Gate, under the Red Chamber, there is a Feng Dan tree.
Looking back on the past, I swam like a dream, and the west wind blew tears and dried up.
Maple on the River
Jiang Feng is depressed and has no strength to compete with Song Jun. A leaf falls on the fisherman, and the sunset brings autumn colors.
Huangfuzeng —— A masterpiece of the study of Yushanling
Riding a horse leisurely, the journey link. Deep cloud sinus is in the late green and clear in the cold platform.
Autumn flowers are like snow, and maple leaves can't help frost. Worried that I can't see the distant future, the sunset falls in the empty suburbs.
Li He of Shu
Liquidambar formosana flowers are quiet in the evening, and Jinshan is beautiful. The stone falls and the ape mourns, and the bamboo cloud is half a ridge.
The cool moon gives birth to Qiupu, and the jade and sand sparkle. Who is a tearful guest? He can't hold back the meandering pond. & lt/SPAN>。