& lt the burial of stars >
Author: Yu Guangzhong
The light blue night overflows the window, and summer is too full.
The firefly's dream of a small palace lantern
Dream of Tang Palace and chasing little fans.
Dreaming of a star's funeral on another summer night
Dreaming of the extension and disappearance of a moment
And your sigh, my review and a moment of silence.
2. Autumn scenery
Autumn Dreams
Author: Dai Wangshu
The shepherd's bell in the distance,
Shake off the light leaves.
Qiu Meng is light,
This is the gentle and elegant love of a shepherdess.
So my dream came quietly,
But it carries a heavy past.
Oh, now, I'm a little cold,
Some are cold, and some are melancholy.
& lt autumn >
Author: He Qifang
The morning dew falls,
The sound of logging jingled in the valley.
Put down the sickle full of fragrant rice,
Use a basket to put rich fruits and vegetables between bamboo fences.
Live in a farmhouse in autumn.
Drop a round net on the cold fog on the river,
Put away the shadow of Chinese tallow leaves like a herring.
The reed crown is covered with frost,
Shake the parked paddle gently.
The autumn sports meeting is held on fishing boats.
The grass is getting wider and wider in the cricket's cry.
Because the stream is dry, the stone is clearer.
Where is the flute on the cow's back?
The flute hole full of summer fragrance and heat?
Qiu Meng in the eyes of shepherdess.
3. Winter scenery
A snowy winter
The bleak autumn wind blows through your wound.
This is labor pains.
Yes . .
You're still cocky.
As if nothing had happened.
But only I know
Weak strength is your inner helplessness.
You close your head.
I have nothing to say. /I am speechless.
Let's call it Dawn.