Qiu Si Yuan Dynasty patio sand? : Ma Zhiyuan
Old vines are faint crows, small bridges are flowing, and old roads are thin horses.
When the sun sets, heartbroken people are at the end of the world.
This poem is very short, only five sentences and twenty-eight characters. There is not a word of autumn in the whole song, but it depicts a bleak and moving picture of the autumn suburbs, which accurately conveys the bitterness of travelers. This successful song, known as the father of Qiu Si, embodies the artistic features of China's classical poems in many ways.
Narcissus Night Rain in Yuan Dynasty: Xu Zaisi
Accompanied by leaves and autumn sounds, a little banana and a little sadness, after the third night of dreams.
Snuff failed to collect chess, sighing Xinfeng stayed for a long time. After ten years on the pillow, two old worries in Jiangnan came to mind.
This is a poem about travel and troubles. Every drop of rain on the leaves of the plane makes people feel the deep autumn. Every drop of rain on banana leaves makes people feel deeply worried. The dream of going home at night lasted until after midnight. Snuff knocked off the chess pieces and lamented that the scribes in Xinfeng solitary hall were arrested. The scene of ten years of official struggle, the worries of parents in Jiangnan hometown, all came to mind at once.
Qinyuanchun, Changsha, Mao Zedong
Independent cold autumn, Xiangjiang River north, Orange Island. You see the mountains and plains, and the layers of forests are all dyed; The river is full of water, and hundreds of people compete for the flow.
The eagle strikes the sky, the fish is shallow, and all kinds of frost fight for freedom. Lonely, ask the boundless earth, who is in charge of ups and downs?
I took a hundred couples on a trip to reminisce about the past years. Just a classmate and teenager, in full bloom; Scholar spirit, Fang Qiu.
Pointing out the maze, inspiring words, the dirt in Wan Huhou that year. ? Remember hitting the water in the middle stream and the waves stopped the speedboat?
Mao Zedong's autumn scenery Ci "Qinyuanchun Changsha" has always been praised by the world, and it is a unique Qiu Ge. The word broke away from the sad autumn of the old people, swept away the laziness and bleakness of the past, and with its colorful autumn scenery of Xiangjiang River and magnificent and lofty realm of late autumn, led readers to feel the broad-minded feelings and revolutionary aspirations of poet Mao Zedong, thus becoming a unique poet.
An autumn night in the mountains of Tang Dynasty: Wang Wei
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. Spring spring might as well give it a rest, and the autumn sun can stay on the hills for a long time.
This poem is a masterpiece of landscape, which embodies the poet's noble feelings and pursuit of ideal realm in poetic imagery.