Birds return to their nests,
Embarrassed as it is,
And come back with the sunset.
Flap your wings,
Throw the sunset on the river;
White-headed reed,
And dressed up as a beautiful woman.
A group of autumn scenery.
(1) Autumn
Draw a desolate trace on my pen tip.
The concentration of ink dyed the clouds deeply.
It is raining.
Cece's coolness
Fill the space
Several wild geese passed by.
There was a cold current at high altitude.
on the way
The mirror of the car is frosted.
Reflects the cold night in the north.
When I think of leaves,
Obviously, it is inseparable from sad feelings.
As a witness and victim of autumn,
Falling silently.
Give Qiu an explanation.
Colorful concessions
Looking back like autumn water
But Xifeng forgot.
How stupid and futile it is.
What will never be swept away is a story of lush foliage.
Immortals make them tall again in the spring breeze.
Modern Poems Describing autumn scenery
(2) Accommodation
The north with little rain
autumn
The air is also very dry.
And leaves that don't grow in time
Also picked by autumn wind.
Colorful leaves
That's a compliment to the humble leaves.
It is also the comfort of leaves to their own destiny.
Walking in this oil painting
It seems a little unreal.
With a little sadness.
Painting is painting.
Reality is reality.
Autumn is autumn.
The crops have been harvested and are expected to ripen.
Leaves and harvest come and go with each season.
That's why
Hate autumn wind?
wind
It has its own responsibility and mission.
It's not its original intention.
In fact, it has a million emotions.
Spring breeze, summer cool breeze and cold wind
Its changes have their own faces.
Its feeling also varies with the seasons.
leave
Don't blame me for pitying you and committing crimes against the wind.
It should be said that this is the same mood in the same season.
Don't you all say?
There is a love called to let go
Then let the tree recharge its batteries and stop inputting life for you.
And ye zini
Used to hang on a tree.
Trees are also your favorite.
I want to say a few more words for you.
You have the seeds of love.
The quiver of love
I broke up reluctantly.
Knowledge turns into spring mud, loyalty and no regrets.
You really recorded green.
Smile brightly.
Your strength once flourished, creating a lush summer.
Life is hard.
Your immortal life is passed on by the next generation of spring scenery.
That's enough.
What are you talking about?
Find the right place.
Don't worry about autumn
Seize fate
Go without regret.
This is your real harvest and harvest.
A safe and complete life
(3) The feeling of autumn
When you open the window,
The fresh air is blowing in my face.
The sun swished all over the corner of the room.
There is enough oxygen in the ink.
The words are also shining with golden light.
suddenly
I fell in love with Qiu.
Huang Chengcheng's world
Golden world
Although also write melancholy.
But the sky is blue and the clouds are pale.
Describe the quiet beauty of life
The peace of reincarnation
(4) Qiu Si
you
Light a bonfire
There is no need to dodge in autumn.
It was only baked all night.
Maple is red.
You said you loved me.
Turn autumn into spring.
how
I shook my head.
In the botanical garden
A grand party was held on February 14.
I know
How gentle those hands holding pear blossoms are.
Reluctant to part with its sweet soul.
Go straight to autumn
It's not that I don't care about autumn
Only write stories about spring.
In fact, let nature take its course.
Cherish the warmth at this moment.
Dewdrops on eyelashes
It is the embellishment of rain.
Who can say that eyes are watery?
Does not contain the deep meaning of autumn.
Hold your hand.
The edge began to sublimate.
stare
Love throughout this life and the afterlife.
Lock the door tonight
Stop the earth from spinning.
Only Qiu Si.
Condensed in the brow of the string moon
school holiday in autumn
This is my invitation to my friend.
In front is the majestic Mount Tai.
On the back is your wedding reception.
(5) Send the warmth of life to friends.
It's fall here.
I want to knit you a sweater.
Buy the needle and thread back.
A line of Tang poetry on the internet
It's so classic and out of date.
Check a few lines of Song Ci.
Too bitter and too cold
Make up a stitched sentence
The contrast between up and down is obvious.
Too formatted hard board
Embroider a few modern poems
Immature, immature
It's too fresh
None of these knitting methods can express their feelings.
I always feel that it is not moist enough.
then
I am melting into a smile with youthful sunshine.
The sweater is finally on you.
friend
Send you the warmth of life.