Poems about heels and leaves

1. How to write a poem about leaves? Everything has life and death. In the final analysis, fallen leaves are the fate of the continuous cycle of heaven and earth. I am not a saint, and I can't be complacent in the face of death.

Refers to the poem describing Ye.

1) the next day, the lotus leaves are infinitely bright, and the lotus flowers reflect different colors in the sun. -Yang Wanli's "Seeing the Forest in Jingci Temple"

2) Don't listen to the leaves beating in the forest, why not sing and walk slowly? March 7 "

3) I don't know who cut off the thin leaves. The spring breeze in February is like scissors. -He Zhangzhi's Singing Willow

4) A big dream on earth, how many times is it cool in autumn? At night, the sound of wind blowing leaves rings in the gallery. -Su Shi's Xijiang Moon? The world is a big dream

5) Some small officials in Caozhou County always care about their feelings. -Zheng Xie's Wei County Department Painting Bamboo.

6) Who thinks that the west wind is cool alone, the yellow leaves close the window, and the sun goes down? Who reads "the west wind is cool alone"

7) On the leaves, it is dry and rainy in Chuyang, the water surface is clear and round, and the wind and the load are at one stroke. -Zhou Bangyan's Su Curtain Cover? Liao Chenxiang

8) At three or four o'clock on the pond, there are one or two orioles at the bottom of the leaves. -Yan Shu "Broken array? spring scenery

9) Xiang Lian sells green leaves, and the west wind worries about green waves. Xiang Lian sells green leaves.

10) The lotus leaf skirt is cut in monochrome, and the hibiscus opens to both sides of the face. -Wang Changling's "Two Lotus Picking Songs"

1 1) Xiao Xiaowu sends a cold voice, and the autumn wind on the river moves the guests. -Ye Shaoweng's "Night Book"

12) mistletoe leaves fall on the mountain road and branch flowers on the wall of Ming Yi. -Wen's early trip to goodness.

13) Wouldn't it be more demanding to be transplanted than any other natural flower? ! -Zhang Jiuling "feelings? Tender orchid leaves in spring. "

14) in the drizzle dream, the chicken is far away, and the small building blows through the cold. Xiang Lian sells green leaves.

The green grass in spring dyed the steps red, and the birds sang happily under the leaves. -Du Fu's "Shu Xiang"

2. Poems about leaves. Poems about leaves

Leaves of The Book of Songs

Zan Ye, the harvest is constant, the gentleman has wine, taste it as appropriate.

There is a rabbit head, a gun to burn, and a gentleman has wine, which can be offered as appropriate.

There is a rabbit head, which is burnt, and a gentleman has wine.

There is a rabbit head, a coke gun, and a gentleman has wine, and his words will be rewarded.

The Book of Songs has bitter leaves.

Gourd with bitter gourd leaves, to the deep water ferry river. Put down the skirt slowly, and lift it quickly.

The economic benefits are rich, and pheasants sing. The pheasant's water is not diving, and the pheasant hears it.

The geese are singing, and the sunrise has begun. If a man wants to marry a wife, he will get married before freezing.

Recruit boats, people get involved in Ang. You must be my friend whether anyone participates in Ang or not.

Chuqiu rest house Dumu

The wind blows a leaf, and everything is in shock.

Crying alone in a foreign land, worrying about guests every year.

Don't leave where? When will it stop?

It is better to flow and be free.

Luoyekong Shaoan

Leaves fall in early autumn, such as guests.

If you don't want to go down, cherish the old forest.

Like Du's topic, Hongye Bai Juyi.

In October, the frost leaves are new.

It seems that the fire can't burn out, and flowers don't wait for spring.

Even rows of crimson accounts, throwing red scarves around.

There are only two people before the wind.

A leaf fell on Bai Juyi.

The summer heat has not subsided, and the cool and soaring diving has begun.

Cold and warm and ups and downs are the same.

Under the rustling Lin Qiu, a leaf was suddenly appointed.

Don't say anything, shake it down, shake it down from here.

Bai Juyi who was drunk on Hongye.

Qiu Shu, who lives in the breeze, has been drinking for many years.

Drunk as frost leaves, although red is not spring.

3. The poem "Autumn Mountain" about autumn [Song] Yang Jiu was an old dyer all his life and mistakenly made iron soap scarlet. Xiaofeng stole wine all night, but she was lonely and unbearable, covering up her drunkenness.

Stop and sit in the maple forest until late at night, and the frost leaves turn red in February-Mutu's mountain road.

Hanging sails in the Ming dynasty, maple leaves falling behind me-nostalgia of Li Bai's "Sleeping under Niuzhu Mountain".

That night, I saw off guests on Xunyang River, and maple leaves and rushes rustled in autumn-Bai Juyi's pipa trip.

"Autumn Night" Tang Du Muyin painted a cold screen with a candle and a small fan flapping at fireflies.

Day and night are as cool as water. Sit and watch the morning glory and Vega. There are thousands of maple leaves, lush foliage, shaded rivers and bridges, and the sails are late —— In Jiangling, I am anxious to send my son back to peace.

I painted the Qinghe River, and I love the sadness of the maple leaves in the evening pavilion-I love the autumn fragrance in Tang Yin.

Night berth Jiande Jiangtang Meng Haoran When my boat was sailing in the fog, the days were getting shorter and the memories of the old days began. The vastness of the wilderness is deeper than trees, and the moon is very close to the moon.

The rain in Xiangshan is loose and green, and the frost is red in maple leaves. The wind blows white clouds, and Wan Li sends tenderness.

Jiang Feng Cheng Xiong Yan 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.

Send Meng Haoran's "Dongting in the South of Wang Changling" to a distant place, and the maple leaves will surprise the autumn.

Jiang Feng Cheng Xiong Yan Jiang Feng is depressed and has no strength to compete with Song Jun.

Fengxiang was in Hua Jing late, and Jinshan was in the shadow.

The red Ye Feng forest is full of tongues, and the yellow mud is wild and dances with chickens.

Frost-dyed crow maple is drunk in the sun, and cold rushes to Jinghe River with ice flow.

Wild geese fly high, the sun and the moon are white, and the green maple turns red in the frosty sky.

4. Poems related to leaves, there are too many poems about leaves! ! ! Grab a few songs:

Leaves of The Book of Songs

Zan Ye, the harvest is constant, the gentleman has wine, taste it as appropriate.

There is a rabbit head, a gun to burn, and a gentleman has wine, which can be offered as appropriate.

There is a rabbit head, which is burnt, and a gentleman has wine.

There is a rabbit head, a coke gun, and a gentleman has wine, and his words will be rewarded.

The Book of Songs has bitter leaves.

Gourd with bitter gourd leaves, to the deep water ferry river. Put down the skirt slowly, and lift it quickly.

The economic benefits are rich, and pheasants sing. The pheasant's water is not diving, and the pheasant hears it.

The geese are singing, and the sunrise has begun. If a man wants to marry a wife, he will get married before freezing.

Recruit boats, people get involved in Ang. You must be my friend whether anyone participates in Ang or not.

Chuqiu rest house Dumu

The wind blows a leaf, and everything is in shock.

Crying alone in a foreign land, worrying about guests every year.

Don't leave where? When will it stop?

It is better to flow and be free.

Luoyekong Shaoan

Leaves fall in early autumn, such as guests.

If you don't want to go down, cherish the old forest.

Like Du's topic, Hongye Bai Juyi.

In October, the frost leaves are new.

It seems that the fire can't burn out, and flowers don't wait for spring.

Even rows of crimson accounts, throwing red scarves around.

There are only two people before the wind.

A leaf fell on Bai Juyi.

The summer heat has not subsided, and the cool and soaring diving has begun.

Cold and warm and ups and downs are the same.

Under the rustling Lin Qiu, a leaf was suddenly appointed.

Don't say anything, shake it down, shake it down from here.

Bai Juyi who was drunk on Hongye.

Qiu Shu, who lives in the breeze, has been drinking for many years.

Drunk as frost leaves, although red is not spring.

Cold soaking du fu with Sophora japonica leaves

The green Sophora leaves are picked and paid to China's kitchen. The new noodles are close to the market, and the juice is mixed with me.

If it is overcooked, there will be no trouble with adding vegetables. Everything is fresh, and fragrant rice is a bud.

Teeth are colder than snow, so people are advised to throw this pearl away. I want to take the money to Tu Su.

The road is far-sighted and afraid of mud, and the prosperity will not change. Qin's offerings are small, and the recommendation of algae is only a small area.

Wan Li Lu Han Temple, ice jade pot. It's time for the king to enjoy a cool night.

Look at the cold dew on the leaves of the phoenix tree on a moonlit night.

On Xiao Shutong's leaves, the moon is full of dew. The water drops are clear and full of light, bright and cold.

The wind shakes the jade, and the branches move the beads. The wind is cold and it seems to be an autumn night, and the sound is slightly midnight.

Condensed air flows everywhere, and wet things should look clean. Don't get tired of peeping, it's harder to get together.

A leaf fell on Li Village.

When a leaf falls, the pearl foil falls.

At this time, the scenery is bleak.

The painted building has a cold moon shadow and the west wind blows the curtain.

Open the curtains and think about the past.

Lotus leaf Li Qunyu

Roots are jade in the mud, and hearts are pearls.

It was planted in Tang Jun and buried in Ren Chunpu.

In February, the fig leaves in Liuzhou fell completely.

The official feeling is full of sadness, and spring is half like autumn.

The mountain city is full of rain flowers and banyan leaves are full of warblers.

Hong ye Luo yin

Don't be afraid of the desolate city, it will come as late as a photo.

The wild is sunny and frosty, and the mountains are cold and rainy.

Wandering Fuling Road, Beauty Changxin Palace.

By the end of the year, the meaning of shaking down will be endless.

Deciduous Miracle

It's too late in autumn, so you can see your neighbors outside the window.

Who is surprised in the world, Lin alone sweeps the frequency.

Xiao Sao moonlit night, overlapping early frost morning.

It was cloudy yesterday, and the sound of singing birds gave the trees a breath of spring.

Deciduous Wang Jian

The green direction is uneven, and the first red color overlaps.

The atrium has just begun to be swept, and three or two leaves surround the tree.

Wu Rong of Hongye

The dew is light and dry with frost, and turns bright in the sunset.

And the smoke falling in autumn will be a thousand miles of love with the waves.

Several birds are hiding in jathyapple, but the whole family is accompanied by the sound of flies.

At that time, I didn't hate watching the breeze cut into colors.

Yuezhou looked at Huang and said.

Looking at the white heads and yellow leaves, I am not satisfied with the geometry.

Under the empty tree, there is no political song.

Two-leaf Fangfei Li Qian

Clouds hung low on the ground, and smoke billowed from the levee. Hongyan was the first to cross the riverbank. Dew and wind and willows are sparse, and pavilions are still quiet. Hate affection, leave love and complain. Acacia soul dream small screen. I'm tired of pulling clothes, and I'm covered in dust, and the jade mirror is ashamed. Infinitely quiet, chasing pleasure, looking for returns, arriving first and then falling behind. The young man's mind became empty, and the old man came to hug him. All the green leaves have passed away. Leave a voice and adjust the tune at that time. Ask a beautiful woman, from haggard, reduce waistline, how much it looks.

5. Poems and ancient poems about leaves Lotus leaves are infinitely blue, and lotus flowers reflect the sun in different colors. -Yang Wanli's "Chu Xiao Jingci Temple sends Lin Zifang"

Don't pay attention to the beating rain in the forest. Mei sings a long whistle and walks leisurely. -Su Shi's Dingfengbo March 7th

Who reads the west wind alone, rustling yellow leaves and closing the window, reminiscing about the past and setting the sun. -Na Lanxingde's "Huanxisha, who reads the west wind alone"

The leaves of Chuyang withered all night, and the water was clear, and the wind and lotus were one by one. -Zhou Bangyan's "Su Mu is Liao Aquilaria"

The plane tree leaves in Jinjingbian are yellow, and the night pearl curtain is not rolled out to see the frost. -Wang Changling's "Long Letters and Visits"

Lotus leaves hate life in spring when they are born, and hate life in autumn when they are dry. -Li Shangyin's Walking Alone in Qujiang in Late Autumn

The stream of the river has been flowing for less than a day, and white stones are exposed on the riverbed. The weather is getting colder and the red leaves on the branches are becoming scarce. -Wang Wei's In the Mountains

Who wants to live in seclusion in the mountains and smell the fragrance, so full of joy. -Zhang Jiuling's "Feel the tender orchids in spring-leaves"

The mountains are far away, the sky is high and the fog is cold. -Li Yu's Sauvignon Blanc, A Heavy Mountain

Wu Yi cup of spring bamboo leaves, Wu Wa dance lotus drunk. -Bai Juyi's "Three Memories of Jiangnan"

There are thousands of maple leaves, and the river bridge is covered with dusk sails. -Yu "Jiangling Sorrow Hope to Send Children Peace"

The moving boat splashed green, and the handle greeted the wind. -Zheng Gu's Lotus Leaf

The night is high and windy, and the mountains fly. -Wang Bo's In the Mountains

6. Seek poems with the word "Ye" and poems about Ye;

I smell the pond, and I am still dreaming. Climb Gu Cai and praise Dou Min for winning Cao.

Zhuang butterfly is mysterious, and Luo birds and seaweed think it is high. Mao Ge posed a pen array, and the tiger made a Wen Tao.

Colorful ribbons burned to the neck, and the power was amazing. God pivot should be thousands of miles away, Zhou Hua said a word of praise.

Li Guang left an arrow, and Wang Xiang had to wear a sword. Yes, followed by Korean.

Distinguishing smart and detached, the first two words are not enough. A diamond cone pierces jade, but a ripe iron sword blows hair.

Although I have been with you, I think you are boring. The newly paid new music record is still for Li Sao.

The pavilion is partial to the phoenix, and the square pot is over the aojiang. Riding ginkgo leaves can give flowers and grapes.

The ice well divides precious fruits, and the golden bottle stores royal mash. Words are unique, but cheap jade can't pass.

Wheat paper invades the red spot, and the blue lamp has a high flame. It is not easy to replace Popo, but it is difficult to accept the imperial edict.

Magpies living around the moon are more afraid than night mastiffs. The official handed over the lock deed, and God shook the clock tapestry.

Voser is hard to report, and the danger is too great. I am sincere and I am afraid of embarrassment.

Pets are clumsy, but poor are still robes. More guests refuse, and it will be a hero to extend the recommendation.

Divide cups and plates, and wander with the temple. There is only one apricot in the garden and ten thousand peaches in the fairy cave.

The waves in the sea decreased, and Kunming was robbed by fire. Instead of driving with the crane, I lost my reputation.

Tears flow across the river and grievances are like waves. Seeing that En is still wet, it is a dream to live in the palace.

Create another treasure and hold a huge pole. Still pity the disadvantages and re-appoint the old ones.

Looking north is bitter, looking back west is repeated scratching. It is difficult to get to Japan in nine days, and Zhejiang can only accommodate it.

Sunset bamboo cold window shadow, decline Yanggu County Hao. Fish and shrimp gather in the orange market, and storks set up pavilions.

Don't fight with a broken blade, a good bow is wasted. Bow down and destroy the tiger before it's too late, and then cast the wormwood.

Fishing boats should be isolated, and shipbuilding should be heavy. Measure materials for different purposes, but never learn to speak.

Poems with leaves:

Orchids in spring are full of flowers, and osmanthus in autumn is bright and fresh.

Life in the world is full of vitality, which naturally conforms to the beautiful season.

Who wants to live in seclusion in the mountains and smell the fragrance, so full of joy.

Won't it be more demanding to be transplanted than any other natural flower? ? _ _ _ Zhang Jiuling & gt