There are crows in Bai Shu and osmanthus in Coody Leng in the atrium.
Tonight, people are looking forward to it. I wonder who will fall in Qiu Si?
2. Song Yan Dao Ji's "Man Fang Ting Nanyuan Blowing Flowers"
Flowers blow in Nanyuan, leaves are engraved in the West Building, and the garden is full of joy. With Qiu Si, I remembered the accidental old meeting. A few songs, cloud dreams, flowing from west to east, poor water. I haven't been here for a long time. I don't feel anything. The word is Zheng Hong. The years are still less delicious, the chrysanthemums are broken, and the streams are falling. Wandering around, respecting the west wind in front of the bright moon. Who hates this, as * * * said, clear sorrow and pay, green glass. When the ceremony arrives and returns, the sleeves are red.
3. Tang Wen listened to Jun's "The Leaking Jade Furnace Fragrance"
Jade furnace incense, red wax tears, partial according to painting hall Qiu Si.
The eyebrows are thin, the eyes are thin, the clouds are residual, and the night is long and the pillow is cold.
Buttonwood tree, it is raining in the middle of the night, and the hobby that never leaves is bitter.
A leaf, a sound, empty footsteps fall into the light.
4. Ma Yuan Zhiyuan's "Tianjingsha Qiu Si"
Dead vines, old trees, faint crows,
Small bridges and flowing water,
The ancient road and the west wind are thin.
The sun went down,
Heartbroken people are at the end of the world.
5. Don Bai Juyi's Qiu Si
Sleep at night and dream less, beginning of autumn thought.
Lonely and sunny, depression comes early and cold.
Birds live in red leaves and the moon shines with moss.
Besides, I am middle-aged and over 32 years old in the mirror.