What are the ancient poems for autumn in the second grade?

Du Mu of the Tang Dynasty

Far up the Hanshan Mountain, the stone path is slanted,

There is a home where Baiyun is born.

Stop and sit in the maple forest at night,

Frost leaves are as red as February flowers.

1. "Autumn Thoughts on the Clear Sands" by Ma Zhiyuan, Yuan Dynasty

Withered vines, old trees and dim crows, small bridges and flowing water.

On the ancient road, the west wind blows and the horse is thin, the sun sets in the west, and the heartbroken man is at the end of the world.

2. "Autumn Poems" by Liu Yuxi of the Tang Dynasty

The mountains are bright and the water is clear, frost comes at night, and several trees turn deep red and turn light yellow.

Trying to go up to a high-rise building will clear your bones, it’s like the spring scenery that makes people crazy.

3. "Autumn Thoughts" Tang Dynasty. Zhang Ji

When the autumn wind is seen in Luoyang City, the writer is full of ideas.

I’m afraid I can’t say it all in a hurry, and the travelers have to open it again before leaving.

4. "Night Mooring at Maple Bridge" by Zhang Ji

The moon is setting, crows are crying, the sky is full of frost, Jiang Feng is fishing and fire is facing melancholy.

Hanshan Temple outside Gusu City , the midnight bell rings to the passenger ship.

5. "Mountain Dwelling in the Dark Autumn" by Wang Wei of the Tang Dynasty

After the new rain in the empty mountains, the weather comes late in autumn. The bright moon shines among the pines, and the clear spring flows over the rocks.

The bamboo noise returns to Huan Nu, and the lotus moves off the fishing boat. The spring fragrance rests at will, and the king and grandson can stay.

6. "Autumn Night Song" by Wang Wei of the Tang Dynasty

The autumn dew of the Gui soul is slight when it is born, and the light ruffles are already thin and have not been changed.

The silver zheng has been played diligently for a long time at night, but I am timid and cannot bear to return to the empty room.

7. "Midnight Autumn Song" by Li Bai of the Tang Dynasty

There is a moon in Chang'an and the sound of thousands of households pounding their clothes.

The autumn wind never blows away, but there is always love between the two.

On what day will the barbarians be pacified? The good man will stop his expedition.

8. "Ascending Xie Tiao North Tower in Xuancheng in Autumn" by Li Bai of the Tang Dynasty

The river city is like a painting, and the mountains are dawning and the sky is clear. The rain catches the bright mirror, and a rainbow falls on the two bridges.

The crowds are cold, the oranges and pomeloes are cold, and the old sycamores are in autumn colors. Who wants to be in the north building? I feel grateful to you in the wind.

9. "Autumn Climb Orchid Mountain and Send Five Pieces" by Tang Meng Haoran

In the white clouds of the North Mountain, the hermit feels happy. When we look at each other, we climb high, and our hearts follow the wild geese.

Sorrow arises in the dusk, and happiness comes in the autumn. Sometimes I see people returning to the village, crossing the sand to rest.

The trees on the horizon are like shepherd's purses, and the islands on the riverside are like the moon. Why should I bring you wine to get drunk on the Double Ninth Festival?

10. "Autumn Eve" by Du Mu of Tang Dynasty

The cold autumn light of silver candles paints the screen, and the small light fan flutters the fireflies.

The night sky is as cool as water, and I sit and watch Altair and Vega.

11. "Climbing High" by Du Fu of the Tang Dynasty

The wind is strong, the apes high in the sky howl in mourning, and the white birds fly back from the clear sand in Zhugistan.

Boundless falling trees rustle, and the endless Yangtze River rolls by.

Wanli is always a guest in the sad autumn, and he has been sick for hundreds of years and only appears on the stage.

Hard and bitter, I hate the frost on my temples, and my new wine glass becomes muddy.

12. "Mid-Autumn Moon" by Su Shi of the Song Dynasty

The dusk clouds have collected and overflowed with the cold, and the silver man turned the jade plate silently.

This night will not last long in this life, where will the bright moon be seen next year

1. "Mountain Dwelling in the Dark Autumn" by Tang Wangwei

After the new rain in the empty mountains, the weather will be late in autumn . The bright moon shines among the pines, and the clear spring flows over the rocks.

The bamboo noise returns to Huan Nu, and the lotus moves off the fishing boat. The spring fragrance rests at will, and the king and grandson can stay.

2. "Autumn Night Song" by Wang Wei of the Tang Dynasty

The autumn dew of Gui Po is faint when it is born, and the light ruffles are already thin and have not been changed.

The silver zheng has been played diligently for a long time at night, but I am timid and cannot bear to return to the empty room.

3. "Midnight Autumn Song" by Li Bai of the Tang Dynasty

There is a moon in Chang'an and the sound of thousands of households pounding their clothes.

The autumn wind never blows away, but there is always love between the two.

On what day will the barbarians be pacified? The good man will stop his expedition.

4. "Ascending Xie Tiao North Tower in Xuancheng in Autumn" by Li Bai of the Tang Dynasty

The river city is like a painting, and the mountains are dawning and the sky is clear. The rain catches the bright mirror, and a rainbow falls on the two bridges.

The crowds are cold, the oranges and pomeloes are cold, and the old sycamores are in autumn colors. Who wants to be in the north building? I feel grateful to you in the wind.

5. "Staying on the Jiande River" Tang Meng Haoran

Moving the boat to Yanzhu, the guests are worried about the new arrival at dusk. The trees are low in the open sky, and the clear moon on the river is close to the people.

6. "Autumn Climb Orchid Mountain and Send Five Pieces" by Tang Meng Haoran

In the white clouds of the North Mountain, the hermit feels happy. When we look at each other, we climb high, and our hearts follow the wild geese.

Sorrow arises in the dusk, and happiness comes in the autumn. Sometimes I see people returning to the village, crossing the sand to rest.

The trees on the horizon are like shepherd's purses, and the islands on the riverside are like the moon. Why should I bring you wine to get drunk on the Double Ninth Festival?