Author: Bai Juyi (Tang)
In the evening, I bid farewell to a guest on Xunyang River. Maple leaves and mature rushes rustle in autumn.
I, the host, have dismounted, my guest has boarded his boat, and we raise our cups, hoping to drink-but, alas, there is no music.
Although we drank a lot of wine, we were not happy. When we were leaving each other, the river mysteriously widened in the direction of the full moon.
We heard a sudden sound, a guitar crossed the water, the host forgot to go home and the guests left.
We followed the direction of the melody and asked the player's name, and the voice was interrupted ... and then she reluctantly answered.
We moved the boat closer to hers, invited her to join us, and summoned more wine and lanterns to start our party again.
A poem describing maple leaves in autumn: hiking
Author: Du Mu (Tang)
In the distance, there are cold mountains, oblique stone paths and people in the depths of white clouds.
Stop and sit in the maple forest late, and the frost leaves are red in February flowers.
Poems describing maple leaves in autumn: five poems about feeling maple leaves.
Author: Li Henian Author: Tang
The autumn waters in Shi Gen are bright, and the grass is thin on the rocky shore.
Invasion of wild bamboo incense, stinging and hanging wild thick.
When Cen Zhongyue returns, the toad hangs in the air.
Gui Lu made fun of Xian E and the clouds under the starry sky.
The bleak gardenia falls, and the mountain cries.
And Zhang Zhongwei, the book case will be rotten.
Poems describing autumn maple leaves: I love Chou-heung.
Author: Tang Yin (Ming)
I paint the ever-flowing blue river, and I love the maple leaf sorrow on the evening pavilion.
The autumn moon shines on the Buddhist temple, and cigarettes fill the front of the building.
Good sentences and paragraphs describing maple leaves:
Maple leaves all over the mountains are like a sea of fire.
Autumn has come, and maple leaves have become as red as fire.
Yellow maple leaves, like dancing butterflies, have a different kind of sadness.
At this moment, I looked up and saw a flaming maple forest. That maple leaf is so bright and warm. I walked into the maple forest, picked up a maple leaf and observed it carefully. This maple leaf looks like a beautiful red five-star and an open palm. Veins stretch freely among leaves, as if it were the most beautiful here, but quietly add a touch of beauty to maple leaves. I looked at the maple leaf again. The color of this maple leaf is really beautiful. It is big red, so bright and beautiful.
Pure, maple leaf color, delicate and transparent heart, listen, the leaves and autumn wind sing, the spotless heart is like a mirror, and the homesickness of a gentle wanderer is like a song, telling the sincerity of love.
Maple leaves are the saddest in autumn. She kept telling her that she was cold and sad with the residual interest of fallen leaves, but no one understood and took no notice. People are still enjoying the aftertaste of maple leaves, and the maple leaves that wither day by day are still suffering from frost until the soul falls and the leaves pounce on the earth.
Maple leaf is the most affectionate in autumn, full of a person's life's ups and downs, half-life emotions, wind and rain first frost, no regrets, unpretentious, praised by people, becoming the overflow of emotions and the fragments of love. Acacia aftertaste who is more beautiful, sunset red leaves * * * Korea. Hongfeng falls in love with sunset glow and rosy clouds. ...
When the leaves gradually thin, Lin Qiu shows its elegance, that kind of free and easy without any modification, and the worldly prosperity and detachment. Beautiful sentences describing maple leaves.
In autumn, maple leaves are red. Maple leaves are shaped like the soles of ducklings' feet. The breeze blows gently, the trees tremble slightly, and many maple leaves fall from the trees, flying like red butterflies in the air; Like a little doll falling from the sky, I quickly caught one? Little doll? At this moment, I couldn't help falling in love with Hongfeng. The more I watch it, the more I like it. I believe you will like Hongfeng, too.
I stepped on the road paved with dead leaves and listened to the broken leaves? Listening to sasha vujacic's voice, watching a little wind gently pass through the Woods, and rolling up old yellow leaves and dancing on the trees, I feel a kind of unspeakable comfort. Suddenly, a strong wind blew, and thousands of yellow leaves left the branches, dancing, tumbling and spinning deftly in the wind. The wind went through the Woods and kept rushing to the sky. As if drunk, thousands of yellow leaves staggered down and became new members of the yellow leaf paving road.
A breeze blew, and the maple leaves sounded crisp as Jason Chung, and fell to the ground like scattered flowers.
Tall maple trees are covered with fiery red maple leaves. After being washed away by rain, the original red maple leaves are particularly enchanting. () With the thick leaves on the ground, heaven and earth seem to be integrated. Coupled with the rain and fog in the maple forest, it gives people a feeling of being in a fairyland.
Maple leaf, you can't leave me and you, as red as the maple leaf in Adventure Island. Reminds me of who I am.
Maple leaves are purplish red, like beautiful women's delicate hands, out of reach and exciting.
Maple leaf is the most affectionate in autumn, full of a person's life's ups and downs, half-life emotions, wind and rain first frost, no regrets, unpretentious, praised by people, becoming the overflow of emotions and the fragments of love. Acacia aftertaste who is more beautiful, sunset red leaves * * * Korea. Hongfeng fell in love with sunset glow and rosy clouds.
Walking into the mountains, into the colorful nature, and walking along the path covered with fallen leaves, we saw flowers on the ground one after another, dark green, light green, green, light yellow, brown yellow, fiery red and orange. Just looking at these beautiful leaves, we are intoxicated enough. The hot summer has passed, and Mother Qiu is busy putting a golden coat on the tree. When the autumn wind sweeps, leaves fall one after another, some dance like butterflies, some spread their wings like orioles, and some spin lightly like dancers. Looking up, it is like a vast ocean of gold. Look at the ground again, like a thick golden carpet.
A maple leaf consists of seven leaflets with rough edges and slender red stems, like an open palm.
Tianchang City is famous for its fiery maple leaves, which are rooted in the cracks of rocks and spread inside and outside the Great Wall like wildfire, dyeing the Great Wall red and the bleak autumn red. Different from the thick green meaning of ordinary plants, maple trees are dazzling when they are green, and endless when they are red.
At the moment when the red maple leaf is about to land, its life is almost gone. But sentimental people still put it in the pages, or make specimens, or make cards, and some take it home and put it in the refrigerator, always reluctant to part with it, protect it and extend its life.
Red maple leaves are the most. This is a deep red, beautiful color. The Luhu Park near my home is full of red leaves, and the whole park is like a red ocean. This is why the flag of Canada is a red maple leaf. The yellow maple leaf is the most beautiful, it is a kind of golden yellow. Looking from a distance, it looks like almond trees in the south of the Yangtze River in March, dazzling. My mother and I took pictures under the maple tree, as if we had entered the golden palace, and even my mother's face became more beautiful. There are few purple maple leaves, and they are purple, just like the purple curtain in the theater. Only the green maple leaves are not afraid of autumn frost, and the delicate leaves are still so green.
Maple leaves are the saddest in autumn. She kept telling her that she was cold and sad with the residual interest of fallen leaves, but no one understood and took no notice. People are still enjoying the aftertaste of maple leaves, and the maple leaves that wither day by day are still suffering from frost until the soul falls and the leaves pounce on the earth.
There are many kinds of maple leaves, many of which have five leaves, like small hands.
Maple leaf looks like a palm at close range and a burning fire at a distance.
In the distance, I saw those fiery red maple leaves burning like clouds of fire, and those leaves falling from the trees flying freely in the air like red butterflies.
On the distant hill, I saw a bright red fluttering at a glance. I was very excited and ran closer. The mountain full of red flowers appeared in front of my eyes. All the vitality of those maple trees are burning up, dancing in the mountains like a red skirt, which makes people feel the enthusiasm and romance of Spanish girls and is deeply attracted by the romance of maple leaves.
Maple leaves are red, like a layer of rouge. The colder the weather, the redder it becomes. The red maple leaves are like the feet of ducks. The breeze blows, how like a duckling swimming in the river. Seeing this, I can't help thinking of a poem by Du Mu? Parking * * * LAM Raymond night, frosty leaves red in February? . Let me revel in this charming scenery and in this beautiful maple leaf.
Red leaves are scattered in the evergreen forest, tall and straight, flying like flags; Delicate and beautiful, as soft as tearing flowers; Like a cloud, like a flame that can't be extinguished. It has always been like this, but I have never found that red leaves have an indifferent fragrance.
In October, the most beautiful is the maple leaf. Maple leaves are red, mountains are red, and forests are dyed; The evening breeze blows gently, close your eyes, and your mind is full of poetry and picturesque scenery. The moon has set, crows are still crowing, and the curtains are hazy and frosty. Zhang Ji stayed in Qiao Feng at night, sighing alone at the maple trees on the river and the fishing fires on the boat, tossing and turning.
I picked up a maple leaf that had just fallen and felt a little helpless. Maple leaves were originally a part of maple trees, but the alternation of seasons ruthlessly separated them. Although they are reluctant to part with each other, they are helpless. After all, a maple tree without maple leaves may not be appreciated, let alone a maple leaf without maple leaves. Now they can only look at each other from a distance. Maybe they are sad, maybe they are crying. How they wish they could stay together in private and never be apart, but the reality is cruel.
Many maple leaves fall from the trees, flying in the air like red butterflies; Also like a little doll falling from the air.
Autumn has come, and the sky covers the earth like a sapphire. Small pond outside the village, clear eyes staring at the beautiful sky. A pair of little white geese cocked their heads to appreciate their shadows in the water. The leaves of maple trees in the valley are as red as fire after drinking too much wine. Rice in front of and behind the village, bent down, silently waiting for people to harvest in the autumn wind, and lined up in mid-air? People? Zigzag geese sang happily, bid farewell to people and slowly flew to the horizon. . . . . .
A ray of sunshine is like water, and maple trees are beside the clear path. Who weaved this veil with the red clouds in the early morning of the military camp and the white clouds in the early morning of late autumn? Beautiful sentences describing maple leaves.
Maple leaves are the most beautiful in autumn. She decorated the magnificent autumn scenery with weather-beaten tempering; She, with a piece of maple leaves and a piece of love, carries a poem of praise, but knows that her heart is bleak, but there are very few.
I praise the maple leaf, which is as red as fire and as red as blood.
The breeze blew, and several maple leaves fell like thousands of butterflies.
This maple leaf looks like a beautiful red five-star and an open palm. Metaphorical sentences describing maple leaves.
Maple leaves are the most beautiful in autumn. She decorated the splendor of autumn scenery with weather-beaten training. She, with a piece of maple leaves and a piece of love, carries a poem of praise, but knows that her heart is bleak, but there are very few.
Like maple leaves, we should be full of romance at any time, greet tomorrow with a hopeful heart and live romantically with an elegant attitude. Even in the ruins, we should create romance like maple leaves and look for heaven. Maple leaves are trying to make their withering full of romance and the romantic life of the next cycle full of hope.
On the street, in the park, by the stream, in the front yard and backyard, rows of maple trees, one after another, row after row. There are red maple leaves, yellow maple leaves, green maple leaves and purple maple leaves. Under the maple tree, there are gray villas, blue grass and beautiful flowers. You can't even paint the scenery.
I praise the maple leaf, which is as red as fire and as red as blood. Bright red maple leaves! You light up autumn, and you praise autumn. I love your strength, I love your enthusiasm, it is you who dyed the color of autumn red, it is you who gave me autumn reverie and autumn sigh! When I looked at the endless maple leaf like a burning flame in the setting sun, my heart was drunk and my whole body was covered with blood. Ah, maple leaf! You enthusiastically told me the beauty, magnificence and preciousness of autumn. You let me see autumn's mind, autumn's grace and autumn's life! As long as the maple leaves persist, they will be red to the horizon and red into a burning flame. I would like to turn into a maple leaf, sing in autumn and burn freely in autumn. Yes, I am no longer sad for the autumn of my life. I will work hard for the beauty of autumn every day in the future. I praise autumn, I praise maple leaves!
Maple leaves are the most beautiful in autumn. She decorated the magnificent autumn scenery with weather-beaten tempering; She, with a piece of maple leaves and a piece of love, carries a poem of praise, but knows that her heart is bleak, but there are very few.
Maple leaf, like a beautiful red butterfly, falls from the tree, like a beautiful picture scroll, full of vitality. Metaphorical sentences describing maple leaves.
In the autumn wind, clusters of maple leaves gently shake, like burning flames, making people feel warm.
I picked up a complete maple leaf from the ground and held it in my hand for careful observation: it was shaped like a small and exquisite fan and a big tail of an anchovy. The stout petiole is like a squirrel's hairy tail, red and green; Milky veins extend from the petiole, as if taller than anyone else; Big red leaves and veins are closely connected, just like a pair that will never be separated? Good friends? . Maple leaves also exude the fragrance of earth, refreshing.
A breeze blew, and the maple leaves sounded crisp as Jason Chung, and fell to the ground like scattered flowers. I picked up a maple leaf and touched it with my hand. It is neither smooth nor rough. Red extends from the root to the center of the leaf. The five corners of the leaf are yellow, and the roots and veins extend radially upward from the roots.