Modern autumn harvest poems

Modern poems about autumn harvest are as follows:

1, Qiuyue

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!

It was the dull clouds and the happiness of the autumn moon that warmed the wandering heart, put on light clothes coldly and participated in this happy wedding and funeral.

2. Autumn Poetry

Last night's autumn rain wet the wings of poetry and the corner of the candle holder's cyan waste heat. Time is cool, youth is gone, and years are cool. The old well is engraved with the surname of my hometown.

The reflection of every cloud floats on the land of hometown, and the surnames of crops are harvested together with the land, and flowers bloom in October, each of which is lonely and prosperous. I think, harvesting a full seed today is good for the coming year, and it is enchanting everywhere.

3. Autumn

I have always liked autumn, like its tepid, like its tranquility, like its meticulous.

Autumn wind rises, the river ripples, and the yellow leaves fall one by one. The autumn rain continued, and colorful umbrellas turned into flowing ink paintings.

4. Qiu Meng

The shepherd's bell in the distance shook 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.