Don Wang Ji's Wild Hope
Hanging forest scenery is different, and autumn is like Luoyangchun.
Tang Song Wen Zhi "Autumn in the Early Years of Anchou".
The mountain is cold and blue now, and the autumn water has flowed for a day.
Ripple: the sound of running water.
I wrote a letter to Wei in Wangchuan's cabin.
White stone comes out of Jingxi, and red leaves are sparse in cold days.
These two sentences describe the scenery in late autumn: streams dripping, white stone dew and red leaves falling, leaving little.
Wei's Two Poems of Magpie Criing in the Mountain
Bamboo is everywhere in autumn, and there are cool Wuling pines.
Tang "Looking at Qinchuan"
The golden well phoenix tree has yellow autumn leaves, and the bead curtain does not roll frost at night.
Tang Wang Changling's "Five Poems of Long Faith in Autumn": "The phoenix tree in the golden well has yellow autumn leaves, and the curtain of the night pearl does not roll frost. The jade pillow in the smoke cage has no color, so you can listen to the Nangong for a long time. "
The south is a wilderness, because leaves are falling, and the wind from the north makes the water cold.
Tang Menghao's early Leng Jiang got pregnant.
People are cold orange pomelo and autumn old phoenix tree.
People smoke: people cook and smoke. Cold orange pomelo: The cold smoke in autumn makes the orange sleeves chilly. The two sentences are filled with people, the orange pomelo is dark blue, and the phoenix tree is slightly yellow, showing a late autumn scenery.
Tang Li Bai Qiu Deng Xuancheng Xie Tiao North Building
2. Beautiful sentences describing autumn leaves. Beautiful sentences describing autumn.
1, in the golden autumn of October, the sparse leaves on the trees are as dry as dry tobacco leaves. Mother Earth opened her broad mind, as if welcoming and hugging the returning children. The fallen leaves returned to her arms and slept sweetly with the earth.
2. Autumn, a beautiful season, a harvest season, a golden season, is as desirable as a spring full of flowers, as enthusiastic as a hot summer, and as charming as a snowy winter.
3. The ears of rice in Huang Chengcheng are hung with heavy heads, and cotton peaches are like small trees, bursting with egg-like tidbits. Ah, not rice fields, but an ocean of gold; Not a cotton field, but a world of silver.
4, the autumn wind is bleak, and the forest is dyed golden; Walking in this dense forest in the sun really has a unique flavor.
5, the autumn wind has passed, and the grains are fragrant. That piece of farmland, from a distance, looks like a thousand waves rolling; Looking carefully, rice bent over with laughter, sorghum turned red and corn was happy.
6. In autumn, you are more prosperous and colorful than in spring.
7. People often say that autumn is golden, right? Indeed, she has brought abundant fruits to nature and provided countless foods to many creatures, including people, to prolong their lives.
Although it has been autumn for a long time, the feeling of soaking in smelly sweat all day in this year's hot summer is unforgettable, and it seems that the afterglow of summer is still lingering.
9. There are dead leaves half a foot deep in the forest. As soon as the wind blows, they spin and fly, and then disperse evenly. () Covers the path that spirals obliquely to the top of the mountain.
10. In the paddy field, a piece of rice in Huang Chengcheng turned up with the autumn wind. In the green vegetable field, the full leaves are shining with crystal dew.
1 1. In autumn, the sky is exceptionally clear and white clouds are smiling. Tall poplars are clapping their hands, and the wind is quietly conveying good news.
12. In autumn, after a fierce harvest, everything faded in a blink of an eye, and the endless land was bare.
13, in autumn, poplar leaves turn yellow and hang on trees like yellow flowers; Falling in the air, like a yellow butterfly; It landed in the river beside the tree, like a golden boat.
14, autumn sunshine is warm and quiet, autumn breeze is warm and gentle, autumn blue sky and white clouds are elegant, and autumn fields are golden everywhere.
15, autumn may be hidden in golden ears of rice, burning persimmons or green vegetable fields.
3. About the autumn poem "On the Autumn Night", Liu Dabai's homing bird, although hooked, returned with the sunset.
Flap your wings and set the sunset on the river; Reed with white heads has also been made into beautiful moments. "Autumn morning" is at stake. In first frost on a starry night, I had a hard time washing holy water. You stepped on my back. Welcome, Shu Dong, you're alive! At this last moment, I opened my eyes, put my hands around the feet of the sun, watched the leaves tremble and dance, and listened to the sound of the city until I shed tears of joy! "Shanghai-Hangzhou car" Xu Zhimo is in a hurry! Come on, come on! A cigarette, a mountain, a few clouds, a piece of water, a bridge, a muffled sound, a piece of pine, a clump of bamboo, a piece of red leaves: colorful fields, colorful autumn scenery, clear and vague, like a dream,-urge! Is it a wheel or time? Urging old Qiu, urging old age! Whispering about Xu Zhimo's autumn rain in the first-class cold autumn pool, haggard autumn willows, timid autumn branches and yellow autumn leaves. Listening to his kiss, whispering Sanqiu's feelings and love stories, he will be gently brushed in the autumn halo of autumn eyes, which will be a semi-whirlpool.
Whispering of autumn rain, Sanqiu's love affair and the plot of love poems also fell into the autumn halo of autumn eyes, whirling and following the autumn flow. "Autumn Moon" Xu Zhimo Autumn Moon! Who can afford to scratch and crawl romantically with silver fingertips? I don't believe it, but look at the light waves of the sea, but I can't help crying with the touch of its jade fingers! That's it: boring clouds, the beauty of the autumn moon, cold eyes and cold clothes to attend this happy wedding and funeral.
Xu Zhimo's "Autumn Moon" is the same as moonlight, and it will be staged tonight, because we are all looking up-look at it, and a full charm rises from a cloud as black as a mob-especially bright and round. It spreads out on the road, it floats on the water, and it dips in the bottom like sad weeds; It lingers on the eaves of the ancient city, thousands of city bricks breathe in its glory, it caresses the ruins of the scattered tombs outside the city, and in the continuous sound of birds, it wants to see the old and new ghosts. It also stands like us, its eyes flashing and chewing the biting coolness: the lingering poetry of silver is like the star phosphorus on the water.
Listen to the songs of the four fields-eternal and humble harmony, sadness mixed with joy, hatred and love, darkness mixed with heat, in this quiet autumn night and the vastness of autumn fields, the greatness of "melting" unfolded the baby's smile in all tiny depths! "Qiu Meng" Dai Wangshu's sheep bell shakes off the light leaves. Qiu Meng is faint, which is the gentle and graceful love of shepherdess.
So my dream came quietly, but it carried a heavy past. Oh, now, I'm a little cold, a little cold and a little depressed.
Frost Flower Dai Wangshu Frost Flower in September, Frost Flower in October, Misty Girl, Come to my temples. Decorate you with autumn leaves, decorate charming girls with monotonous death and fog, and send me your plain flowers.
Do you still have tears of pearls? The sun has not been rekindled. I watched my sideburns fall, so I ushered in the autumn decorated by you.
"Autumn" Du even sounded like a mature pigeon whistle, and the noisy summer with showers has passed. No longer think about the severe and sultry test and the detailed memory of dangerous swimming.
After breaking ground in spring buds, twisting and injury in the growth of young buds, these branches are also crazy in the hot sun and almost lost their way in the rainy night. Now, the plain sky is cloudless, the mountains and rivers are clear and clean, and the vision is particularly broad; In the season of wisdom and emotional maturity, the river seems to come from a deeper source.
Turbulent airflow ferments in the valley to form transparent good wine; What autumn is blowing? The intoxicating fragrance has deeply dyed the autumn flowers and leaves. Street trees also imply something in red, and the wheels of bicycles are shining with vitality; The long arm of the tower crane points to the distance at high altitude, and Qiuyang scans the harvest information on it.
"Grass in the South of the Yangtze River" In the autumn when chrysanthemums are in full bloom in Li Ji, I first came to Jiangnan. Although I came in a hurry and went in a hurry, your beauty is beyond my imagination by a thousand times.
Looking at your beautiful city, the most beautiful pictures have lost their colors; Walking in the beautiful water town, even the eternal swan song is eclipsed. Your beauty makes me feel ashamed: I can't find a word to describe you in my vocabulary.
People say that "there is heaven in the world and Suzhou and Hangzhou in the world", and heaven is just an illusion that people weave according to your appearance. I know you can't show your magic in autumn. All I see is a grass among your thousands of miles of flowers.
But I'm going back. I'm going back with this blade of grass. I want to take this blade of grass to the desert. I want to take this blade of grass back to my hometown.
I want to plant it on the Gobi desert, and I want to say to my villagers, "Irrigation it with our sweat, and make our big Gobi look like Jiangnan!" " "Qiu Ge-one: Autumn has come to Guo Xiaochuan, and geese have called; The sun under clear skies is redder and more charming! When the ears of grain are ripe, the cicadas disappear; Life on earth is sweeter and better! Coastal pine and cypress, wind and waves; Osmanthus fragrans in the south of the Yangtze River is full of fragrance. Good horses on the grassland have gained weight; Castle peak in the northeast, wearing a snow hat.
Oh, autumn, autumn water, autumn moon, these are all printed by our painstaking efforts! Ah, autumn flowers, autumn fruits and autumn red leaves have never soaked our sweat! The mountains of history are stacked on top of each other! We climbed hundreds of steps ten feet high. The journey of fighting is endless! We broke through a thousand hectares of barren sand and snow in Wan Li.
Looking back, I see: the foundation is solid, the ditch is deep and the west wind is strong. Excuse me: who doesn't touch the long counselor with their hands? Wildfire in the wind will never go out! There are many dangers, and there are also many brave people. A fishing boat braving the wind and waves is as light as a butterfly! How difficult it is, how bold it is.
I used to spend the night with the brigade, but now I sing "Iron is like a mighty pass". My comrades and I went to Huang Yangjie, and the White Army died in the wilderness! Only the flowing water of the river is surging, and the red flag of fighting will never come! Only the brave people's lofty sentiments are growing day by day.
4. Poetry about Autumn Haizi's Autumn Poetry
Autumn-Haizi
Our bones are lying on the ground
Write on the beach: youth. And then go on, old father.
After a long time, the direction was interrupted.
Animal-like fears fill our poems.
Whose voice can reach midnight in autumn for a long time?
Cover up our bones lying on the ground—
Autumn is coming.
Without the slightest forgiveness and warmth: autumn is coming.
Autumn wind blows gently, and Dongting waves under the leaves.
Curly wind: describes the breeze blowing. Dongting: Dongting Lake, in the north of Hunan Province. Waves: microwave flooding. Muye: Yellow leaves.
Qu Yuan's "Nine Songs, Lady Xiang" in Chu Ci of Warring States Period
Sad autumn is angry! Bleak, vegetation withers and decays. Travel far, and return to the mountains near the water.
Desolate: loneliness and depression. Liao Li: Desolate. If you travel far away: It seems that people travel far away.
Nine Debates on Chu and Song Yu in Warring States Period
The autumn wind rises in Bai Yunfei, the plants and trees fall yellow, and the geese return to the south.
Che's autumn wind poem
The autumn wind is bleak, the weather is cool, and the vegetation shakes and exposes frost.
Song of Yan comes from Cao Wei Pi in The History of the Three Kingdoms.
There are many fallen leaves in Lu Ting, so I know it's autumn.
Green court: green fragrant courtyard.
Tao Jin Yuanming's Reward to Liu Chaisang
In the new autumn, the elegant moon will be round.
Jump: describe the length of the night. Tingting: It's far away.
Tao Jin Yuanming's "Fire in June in Wushen"
The lotus is exposed, and the willow is sparse in the moon.
Lotus: Lotus.
Xiao Qi Yan's Qiu Si in the Southern Dynasties
The cold city wants to overlook, and Pingchu is bleak.
Cold city: The cold has invaded the city. Look: Look into the distance. Pingchu: Ye Ping. Cangran: The appearance of lush vegetation. Write two sentences about the scene of early autumn.
Looking at Xuancheng County in Southern Dynasties
The leaves under the pavilion are high, and it is the first autumn in Gansu.
Gao Ting: The water is flat. Konoha: Leaves. Dragon Head: The mountain name is between Shaanxi and Gansu today.
Yi Dao Poems of Liang and Liu Hun in Southern Dynasties
Grass is low, golden city is foggy, and Yumen is under the wind.
Grass is low: hay withers. Under the tree: leaves are falling. Jincheng: the name of an ancient county, between Yuzhong, Gansu and Xining, Qinghai. Yumen: Yumen Pass, in the west of Dunhuang, Gansu. Write two sentences about the cold autumn scenery in the northwest.
The uniqueness of clouds in the southern dynasties
Trees and trees sing in autumn, and the colors of mountains and mountains are very cold.
Autumn sound: in autumn, the west wind works, the vegetation is scattered and it is chilly.
Epitaph of Lady Brugu, Duke of Zhouqiaocheng, Yuxin, Northern Zhou Dynasty
In September, the sequence belongs to Sanqiu.
V: auxiliary words are meaningless. Foreword: season.
Tang, Preface to the Autumn Knee King Pavilion.
Sunset and lonely Qi Fei, autumn waters and sky are the same color.
Raccoon: Bird name, wild duck. Qi Fei: The sun sets from the sky, and I am lonely from bottom to top, competing with Qi Fei. A color: the water in autumn is blue, and the sky is blue, reflecting the water and forming a color.
Tang, Preface to the Autumn Knee King Pavilion.
Trees are all autumn, and mountains only have light.
Don Wang Ji's Wild Hope
Hanging forest scenery is different, and autumn is like Luoyangchun.
Tang Song Wen Zhi "Autumn in the Early Years of Anchou".
The mountain is cold and blue now, and the autumn water has flowed for a day.
Ripple: the sound of running water.
I wrote a letter to Wei in Wangchuan's cabin.
The white stone in the west of Beijing is cold and the red leaves are thin
These two sentences describe the scenery in late autumn: streams dripping, white dew and red leaves falling, and there is not much left.
Wei's Two Poems of Magpie Criing in the Mountain
Autumn sounds like bamboo, and cool colors like Wuling pine.
Tang "Looking at Qinchuan"
The golden well phoenix tree has yellow autumn leaves, and the bead curtain does not roll frost at night.
Tang Wang Changling's "Long Letter in Autumn" includes five poems: "Golden well, phoenix tree, yellow autumn leaves, and the bead curtain does not roll frost at night. The smoked jade pillow has no color, and you can listen to the Nangong for a long time. "
The cold pool reflects Bai Yue, and the autumn rain grows moss.
Liu Tang Changqing's You Xiu Zen Master Shuangfeng Temple
The south is a wilderness, because leaves are falling, and the wind from the north makes the water cold.
Tang Menghao's early Leng Jiang got pregnant.
5. Poems about autumn, Yu Qiu, hit them in the face.
Piles of dark gray clouds hold the earth low. It's already late autumn, all the trees in the endless forest are bare, and the old tree stands gloomy and brown moss covers its wrinkles.
Ruthless autumn stripped them of their beautiful clothes, and they had to wither and stand there bald. Autumn comes with the sound of fallen leaves, and the morning is fresh as dew.
The sky gives off a soft, clear and hazy light, which makes people want to hear the song of a soaring lark, just like looking at the blue sea and thinking of seeing a white sail. Sunset is the wings of time. When it flies away, it will spread out for a while.
So dusk. The clear sky in late autumn is like an endless calm blue sea; Strong white light jumps in the air, just like microwaves on the sea; At the foot of the mountain, patches of sorghum are always swaying full heads, like fluctuating red water; However, the withered leaves painted the fields with withered colors.
What a beautiful autumn, here, it is no longer scorched earth and ashes, this is a prosperous country, Chung Shan Man and the wind are covered with red carpets. Korean pine covered with elastic skins is still alive, standing proudly on the high rocks, whistling in the valley and flying slowly in the rice fields in vain.
When the steep west wind brushes the sky higher and higher; When the stranger's child looks at the last south flying goose; When the boundless grass on the vast field is swaying and turning yellow-at this time, it is autumn, and it is the season when trees fall leaves. In the middle of the night after autumn, the moon goes down and the sun hasn't come out yet, leaving only a blue sky; Everything fell asleep except the things that traveled at night.
The dusk in late autumn always comes quickly, and the sun sets in the western hills before Shan Ye is dispersed by the evaporated water vapor of the sun. As a result, the blue wind in the valley, with a strong coolness, drove the white fog and wandered down the mountain; The shadow of the mountain peak fell on the village more quickly, and the shadow became thicker and thicker, gradually blending with the night, but it was quickly turned silver-gray by the moonlight candle.
The moon, which is not round, gradually rises to the sky. A transparent gray cloud, lightly covering the moonlight, seems to be a wisp of light smoke in the field, as if falling into a dream.
After the sunset glow passed, the smoke in the fields disappeared, and the water was as clear as light, washing the soft autumn night. One autumn night, the sky in Gao Lu was thick, and a crescent moon hung quietly on the southwest horizon.
The cold moon shines on the earth, so dark, but the stars in the galaxy are getting brighter and brighter. In the dense and boundless fields of sorghum, corn and millet, the songs are accompanied by the chirping of autumn insects, accompanied by occasional accompaniment, and the ground-blowing Weng blows the cold eggplant intermittently.
Willow branches hang quietly on the side of the road, and the shadows cover the winding path of weeds. ..... The moon came up, but the clouds covered half of it, hiding in the cracks in the trees far away, like a country girl, shy.
People used to say, "However, before she started coming towards us, we shouted and urged her for a thousand times, but she still hid half of her face behind her guitar from us." That's one o'clock The clouds are getting thicker and thicker. Let him go. He is too lazy to care about it.
But I think, if it's autumn night, it's not bad to blow a little west wind. Although it is not a real pine tree, you should listen to the rushing "Tao" sound.
The west wind will naturally not come. Before going to bed, we put two or three candles in the middle of the hall.
The timid flame was overwhelmed by the big roof. We looked at each other by candlelight, as if covered with smoke.
It is as dark as the sea outside. Only a few barks from far and near tell us that we are still in this world.
Blue sky. Late autumn, spotless, crystal clear. Clouds are reflected on the clear Jialing River; The microwave of fish scales and the green river water add color to the clouds, which is particularly gorgeous.
On a cool and sunny autumn night, the bright red Mars in the starry sky adds a lot of luster and interest to us. Recently, after eight o'clock every night, Mars rises from the horizon in the southeast.
It is brighter than any star in the nearby sky. No matter where you are, it is easy to find it. The fallen leaves in the north render a tragic atmosphere! The fallen leaves are dyed golden yellow or even scarlet.
Perhaps only two pieces fell first, like a golden butterfly with two broken souls. But then, there was a golden red shower.
Then, a golden red carpet was laid under the tree. On this carpet, the iron is cast like that. Bare and scattered trunks and branches pierce the high blue sky and faint clouds.
Fruit trees in the north are also a miracle for Qiu Lai. The first is jujube; It will grow up in the corner, on the wall, beside the toilet and at the door of the kitchen.
This is the heyday of autumn. Jujubes are like olives and pigeon eggs, showing light green and yellowish colors in small oval leaves. Jujube leaves fall, jujube is red, and there will be a northwest wind. The locust tree in the northland is also an ornament that can remind people of Qiu Lai.
The falling core that looks like a flower but is not a flower will scatter all over the floor in the morning. When you step on it, there is no sound, no smell, only a little tiny and soft touch.
Qiu Chan's faint lingering sound is a specialty of the north; Because there are trees everywhere in Beiping and the houses are low, you can hear them singing everywhere. In the south, you have to go to the suburbs or mountains to hear it.
Qiu Chan's cries are like crickets and mice in Beiping, and like roundworms that every household keeps at home.
6. There are no fewer than three poems about autumn and trees, 1. On the picturesque Tanglibai River, the mountains look at the clear sky, the rain illuminates the mirror, and the rainbow falls on the double bridge. People cold orange pomelo, autumn old phoenix tree. Who will go to the north building, worship the wind. 2. From Qiudeng Lanshan to Zhangtang, on the north peak among the white clouds, you have found your quiet seclusion. Now, when I climb this mountain to see you, the geese fly high, and my heart seems a little sad in the quiet evening. If the weather is not so refreshing this autumn, I will look at the river bank and rest on the beach with the villagers who come home until the ferry comes back. There are trees like a row of grass on the horizon and an island like the moon by the river. I hope you will pick me up with a basket of wine and a drunken double ninth festival. 3. Climb the mountain, Tang Du Fu, in a sharp wind from the vast sky, apes whimper, birds fly home to the clear lake and white beach. The trees are rustling endlessly, and the Yangtze River is rolling in. Wanli often makes a guest appearance in sad autumn, and has been on the stage alone for more than a hundred years. He hates cold temples and is down and out. 4. Su Mugai, Song Fanzhong. The waves are cold and smoky. The mountains reflect the sunset water, the grass is ruthless, and the sunset is more outside. I'm homesick, chasing after the idea of traveling, and sleeping in good dreams every night. The bright moon tower is lonely, and the wine turns homesick tears. 5. "Autumn Moon" Song Chenghao flows through the green hills, and the water is clear and clear. It is autumn. It blocks three miles of red dust and white clouds. Mix sent the goose to the yard. Lonely guests hear it first. 7. "Autumn Night on the River" Tang Dumu is alone in the sky, looking forward to taking credit. He is poor and ill, and his dreams are mostly at home. Cicadas sing in Qiu Shu, crows sing in the sunset sand. He doesn't want to burn down his temple, but he will throw it away for the New Year.
7. A good sentence describing Qiu Shu 1. In autumn, green persimmons turn yellow and then slowly turn red. The leaves turn from green to yellow and dance in the autumn wind. After all the leaves on the tree have fallen off, the tree is covered with red and big persimmons, like beautiful red lanterns. I pick persimmons with my grandparents. Cooked persimmons can be eaten directly, and the red pulp is fresh, tender and sweet in the mouth. Immature persimmon, bite, tongue numbness, such persimmon can be eaten after treatment.
2. In autumn, flowers and trees wither, without the vitality of spring and the excitement of summer, but at this moment, a gust of wind blows and the leaves on the tree dance like dancers, representing our courage.
3. The trunk of Castanopsis fissa has been chapped, and the lines on his body are inclined upward, as if Grandpa Shen twisted the tree in his arms. Some trees are empty, and this old tree has passed its youth. We can imagine its grandeur and straightness, but the passage of time is unstoppable after all! But it is still fighting, supporting the weight of the whole body with its remaining strength, still showing the beauty of masculinity and explaining the charm of sunset red to people!
In autumn, most trees are not like maple and pine, which often makes people feel pity. It's early autumn, and there are some autumn leaves scattered under my feet, and there are still many hanging on the trees. I think in a few days, it will be full of autumn leaves and the trees will become bare!
From a distance, the citron tree stands tall, like a soldier stretching out his arms and holding the dolls high above his head, so that they can fully absorb the sunshine and rain and grow sturdily. Approaching the citron tree, looking up, the vision is all green, expecting to reach the top, at least four meters high, what a huge monster! Its branches gradually divide into two branches from bottom to top, about as thick as a thin iron column, and the higher it goes. The thinner the branches, the more they bloom around like flowers, and the number of branches is countless. It's really "avalokitesvara"! About five centimeters below the branches are covered with black thorns. The thorns above are not clear, and they are brown with the trees. The bark of the citron tree is rough and looks like the weather-beaten hands of an old man in his seventies and eighties.
6. In autumn, Ye Zi brothers fly in one after another. I am very sad and moved to watch Ye Zi's brothers disappear into the soil one by one and become green manure that nourishes me! The birds have flown away, so I should go to bed. I bid farewell to my sister Gardenia and my sister Chrysanthemum. I fell asleep when the last fallen leaf danced.
7. In autumn, in the cool breeze, the hawthorn fruit ripens. Red fruits show charming smiling faces, and the air is filled with sour and sweet taste. We pick these fruits and sell them to sugar-coated haws. In their hands, hawthorn will become a sweet and delicious sugar-coated gourd.
8. In autumn, the leaves of Gleditsia sinensis are yellow. When the autumn wind blows, the leaves fall to the ground. Only Gleditsia sinensis is still on the tree, hardened by the wind and rain.
9. In autumn, the leaves of Cinnamomum camphora are more beautiful. The golden leaves fall down and dance like butterflies. It's beautiful! When the leaves fall, the students pick them up and use them as bookmarks.
10 In the late autumn, the golden leaves fell from the branches and returned to the arms of Mother Root. Colorful leaves dance with the wind, just like colorful butterflies, very beautiful.
8. Poems about autumn rain-tall buildings yearn for dusk, and there is rustling rain on the leaves of airplanes.
Autumn night-in my sleep, the autumn sound is nowhere to be found, and the leaves are full of steps.
Autumn sound-I didn't feel the dream of spring grass in the pond, but the leaves in front of the steps had autumn sound.
Autumn leaves-the wind blows bamboo in the middle of the night, and all the leaves are hate.
Autumn color-the rain invades the urn and the new moss is green, and the autumn leaves are red when entering the cross forest.
Autumn moon-the moonlight is flooded and the emptiness echoes.
Autumn chrysanthemum-it is better to die holding incense in the branches than to be blown down in the north wind.
Wan Li, an old friend, has never been heard from, and plans to ask Jiangtou to break the flood.
Autumn sorrow-don't say that you are always idle, and write clear sorrow every night.
Autumn is prosperous-the west wind blows all over the lake leaves, and it is unique to change your autumn clothes for the first time.
Autumn bosom-a fleeting sigh went out, and I saw konoha flying by the lake.
Qiu Meng —— Back in the autumn night at the beginning of my dream, Eden was still sleeping.
Memories of autumn-the anvil pestle knocks on the deep lane, and the phoenix tree shakes down the autumn hometown.
Enlightenment of autumn-everyone is explaining the sad autumn, not knowing it thoroughly like a poet.
The smell of autumn-crickets only know that autumn is early and there is a lot of rain on the banana.
Li Bai —— Looking at "Old Times" from "Sleeping under Niuzhu Mountain"
Li Bai —— On Nanjing's Landing on Phoenix Terrace
Du Fu-Song of Autumn Wind Breaking the Cottage
Du Fu-Denggao
Bai Juyi-Pipa Hang
Wang Wei, an autumn worm who lives in the mountains
Wang Wei-Autumn Night
Wang Wei-thinking of my Shandong brother on vacation in the mountains.
Meng Haoran —— Reading Zhang Qiu Deng Lan Shan
Meng Haoran —— Sleeping at night on Jiande River
Du Mu-Autumn Night
Yuan Zhen-chrysanthemum
Du Mu —— "Mountain Walk"
Zhang Ji-Night parking near Fengqiao
Wang Changling-Song of the Plug
Ma Dai-nostalgia of Chu River
Richie-Qin Ge
Liu Changqing-Wu Jiangjun Temple Climbing in Autumn
Huang Chao-Chrysanthemum
Han Yu —— On the Mid-Autumn Festival to be divided into official posts.
Han Wo-It's Cold.
Gao Shi was demoted to Li and Wang, the deputy governors, and transferred to middle summer and Changsha.
"Xu Hun"-titled Tongmen Inn, autumn tour to the capital.
Xu Hun-Early Autumn
Liu Yong-Lin Yuling (1)
Tianjin Sha Qiu Si Ma Yuan Zhiyuan
Old vines are faint crows, small bridges are flowing, and old roads are thin horses. When the sun sets, heartbroken people are at the end of the world.
Autumn Wind Yuxi, Liu Tang
Where is the autumn wind whispering, sending geese to court, and the solitary tree smelling first?
The Pride of Fisherman Song Fan Zhongyan
The scenery in Qiu Lai is different, and Hengyang Goose is unknown. The four sides are connected with each other. Thousands of miles away, the long smoke closes. A glass of turbid wine is Wan Li's home, but Ran Yan hasn't come home yet. The pipe strength is covered with frost. People don't sleep, and the general has white hair and tears.
Ugly slave, the middle wall of Song Xin Qi Ji Shu Boshan Road
Teenagers don't know the taste of sorrow and fall in love with the floor. Fall in love with the floor and worry about adding new words.
Now that I know what it's like to worry, I want to talk about it. I want to say I'd better have a rest, but I said it's cold and autumn.
Climbing the Mountain Tang Du Fu
Li in the sad autumn scenery, a wanderer all the year round, lives alone on the high platform in today's illness.
Yu Lin Song Ling Liu Yong
Since ancient times, feelings of sadness and parting are even more worthy of being left out in the cold.
In late autumn, Cai Yong set up a royal banquet in Changsha, sent him to join the army, and returned to Fengzhou to visit Tang Du Fu.
At dusk in Huang Yun, birds fly high in the sky, and in autumn, the trees are very cold.
Liu Tang Deren, sleeping in the pool.
The old tree is autumn, and the empty pool is soaked in the moon.
Song Su Lin's Seeing the World at the End of Gushan Temple
Autumn sometimes flies alone, and the sunset has nothing to do with cold smoke.
Man Ting Songfang piano hall
The mountain rubs Wei Yun, the sky sticks to the grass, and the painting breaks the door
Tianjin Sha Qiu Qiu Bai Yuan Pu
The sunset in the lonely village, the light smoke from the old tree in the west of Western jackdaw, and the shadow of Hong Fei.