1. Changgexing Han Yuefu Sunflowers in the green garden. Morning dew awaits the setting sun. In the spring of Budeze, all things will be radiant. I am often afraid that when the autumn festival comes, the yellow flowers and leaves will wither. Hundreds of rivers flow from the east to the sea, when will they return to the west? If a young man does not work hard, the old man will be miserable. 2. Ambition Wang Ji Donggao looks forward to the dusk, and the disciple (xi three sounds) can rely on his desires. The trees are all in autumn colors, and the mountains are only covered with the setting sun. The shepherds are driving back their calves, and their fierce horses are returning with their birds. We care about each other but don't know each other, and we sing long songs and cherish the flowers. 3. It’s early and cold on the river, Meng Haoran The trees are falling and the geese are crossing south, the north wind is blowing and the river is cold. My home is in Xiangshuiqu, far away from Chuyun. The tears in the countryside are all gone, and the solitary sail can be seen in the sky. I want to ask questions, but the evening is long on the sea. 4. Looking at Dongting as a gift to Prime Minister Zhang Meng Haoran. In August, the lake is level, and the emptiness is mixed with the clearness. The steam is rising over the Yunmengze, and the waves are shaking Yueyang City. If you want to help without a boat, you will live in the shameful sage. Sitting and watching the fishermen only envy the fish. 5. Yellow Crane Tower Cui Hao In the past, people had taken the Yellow Crane to go there, and the Yellow Crane Tower was vacant here. The yellow crane is gone and never returns, and the white clouds remain empty for thousands of years. Qingchuan is full of Hanyang trees, and the grass is luxuriant and Parrot Island is green. Where is the hometown gate at sunset? The misty waves on the river make people sad. 6. Farewell to a Friend Li Bai Green mountains stretch across Beiguo, and white water surrounds Dongcheng. This place is separate, and the solitary Peng marches thousands of miles. The wandering clouds convey the love of an old friend. I waved my hand and went away, and the horses roared. 7. Autumn Poems Liu Yuxi Since ancient times, autumn has been sad and lonely. I say that autumn is better than spring. A crane flies above the clouds in a clear sky, bringing poetry to the blue sky. 8. Lushan Mountain Tour by Mei Yaochen. It’s comfortable and wild. Thousands of mountains are high and low again. The beautiful peaks change everywhere, and the secluded paths are lonely and confusing. The frost falls, the bear rises on the tree, and the deer drinks from the stream in the empty forest. Where are they? There is a sound of chicken outside the clouds. 9. Huanxi Sha Su Shi At the foot of the mountain, the orchid buds are soaked in the stream, and the sandy road among the pines is quiet and mudless. Xiaoxiao Yuzigui cries at dusk. Who says there is no less in life? The water flowing in front of the door can still flow to the west! Stop singing yellow chicken with white hair. 10. On November 4th, there was a heavy storm. Lu You lay down in a lonely village, not feeling sorry for himself, but still thinking about guarding the Luntai for the country. Late at night, I lie down listening to the wind and rain, and the iron horse glacier falls into my dream.