Yuan Xiang keeps flowing, why does Qu Zi complain? ?
Autumn wind rises at dusk, and maple trees whisper.
Translation:
The Yuan River and Xiangjiang River rolled forward, and Qu Yuan was beaten by traitors. How sad it is that the great cause cannot be realized. At dusk, the autumn wind blows gently, and the maple trees near San Lv Temple rustle.
2, "Midnight Qiu Ge" Tang Libai
There is moonlight in Chang 'an, and all the families in Yi Dao are there. ?
The autumn wind blew Yi Dao's voice, and every household remembered the people guarding the border. ?
When will the border war be settled and when will my husband end his expedition?
Translation:
The autumn moon is bright and bright, and the sound of smashing clothes comes from every household. The sound of the anvil can't be exhausted even if it is blown by the autumn wind. This voice will always be Guan Yu's lover. When will Land Rover be pacified and when will her husband stop his expedition as a soldier?
3. On Zhang's Autumn of Awesome Climbing Country-specific Mountains
Facing the white Yun Qi Fu Feifei on the mountain ridge, I can enjoy myself as a hermit.
Now, when I climb this mountain to see you, my heart flies high with the geese. ?
Sadness is often the mood of dusk, and the mood is often the atmosphere of autumn.
Tourists come to the village on the mountain, walk across the beach, sit at the ferry and have a rest. ?
The forest in the distance is like a shepherd's purse, overlooking the river bank like a crescent moon.
I hope you will pick me up, bring a basket of wine and get drunk on the Double Ninth Festival.
Translation:
Facing the rolling white clouds on the ridge of Beishan Mountain, I, a hermit, can feel the joy myself.
I tried to climb the mountain for the distant view, and my mood had already flown away with Hongyan.
Sorrow is often an emotion caused by dusk, and interest is often an atmosphere caused by clear autumn.
On the mountain, I always see people returning to the village, walking across the beach and sitting on the ferry to rest.
From a distance, the forest on the horizon looks like a shepherd's purse, while the sandbar overlooking the river looks like a crescent moon.
When can you bring wine here? Get drunk on the Double Ninth Festival.
4, "Autumn Wind Biography" Yuxi, Liu Tang
Where is the autumn wind? Xiao Xiao sent the goose.
When the morning light enters the courtyard, lonely guests smell it first.
Autumn wind blows from nowhere, and flocks of geese are brought in rustling.
In the early morning, the autumn wind blows to the trees in the courtyard, and the lonely traveler hears the sound of the autumn wind for the first time.
5, "Mountain Autumn Night" Tang
The empty mountains are bathed in a new rain, and feel the early autumn at night.
The bright moon shed clear light from the cracks and cleared the fountain on the rocks.
The bamboo forest is sonorous, the washerwoman returns, and the lotus leaves are swaying to get on the canoe.
My friend's prince, what does it matter if spring is over and you are still here? .
Translation:
The empty mountain is bathed in a new rain. As night falls, the air is cool, as if it were autumn.
The moon is clear and clear, and the clear spring is flowing.
The bamboo forest was noisy until the washerwoman came back, and the lotus leaves swayed like canoes.
The wheat straw in spring might as well let it rest, and the prince and grandson in the mountains can stay in autumn.
Beautiful sentences describing autumn are:
1, as soon as September arrives, there will be autumn, and autumn will slip away in the foggy dawn and disappear in the hot afternoon. It tiptoed through the top of the tree, dyed some leaves red, and then flew over the valley in droves and left.
Autumn is coming, the air is fresh and the weather is comfortable and pleasant. In this gradual rendering and edification of autumn, the leaves of some plants change from green to yellow and from yellow to red, making autumn colorful and becoming a very beautiful scenery for people to travel in autumn.
In autumn, I stood on tiptoe and began to spin and dance, scattering the gold on the golden veil to the world. Scattered on the paddy fields in the fields, the farmers' dark faces showed a satisfied smile; Scattered on the green hills, some scattered much, some scattered little, and the color levels of the mountains began to enrich.
reference data
Wu Yugang. Appreciation of ancient poetry. Jiangsu: Jiangsu Phoenix Fine Arts Publishing House, 20 16.