Autumn night
The sound of flies does not mean that the night is desolate,
It is normal for leaves to fall to the roots.
The moon soaked the bare branches and condensed tears.
Silver plating paste for wind paving.
Cockcrow is lonelier and colder,
Frown, Sanchuan thin yellow.
Old people smell good. What does he do?
No regrets, no regrets.
Maple leaves dance in autumn.
The west wind holds up butterflies flying in the sky,
Soft and graceful, falling into the road.
Don't brag for tourists,
Just because the autumn season is red.
Under the microscope, dangerous leaves fall gently,
Remember slowly whether Green Branch hates madness or not.
All the prosperity and inner peace,
Smile at rain, snow and frost.
The feeling of autumn
The leaves are deep at the turn of the west wind,
The dead branches of ancient willow are thin and heavy.
Wild geese fly with wet sighs,
Yuanyang is looking for it alone.
The moon in the stream is very cold.
Flowers fly around on the ferry to get wild sounds.
A wisp of lovesickness poem stained with ink,
Somebody help me.
I prefer autumn to spring. Autumn has a special charm, like a mature young woman, which makes people crazy, makes people appreciate joy and breeds some faint melancholy.