The most classic autumn leaves poems are as follows:
1. "A leaf in Langtaosha suddenly surprises autumn" Song, He Zhu, a leaf suddenly surprises autumn. Divide the payment to the east. Be diligent for Bai Pingzhou. The curtain of the small building on the continent is half-rolled, so you should return to the boat. Looking back on loving friends and traveling. Trace to the heart to stay. Song dust Xiao scattered dreams and clouds collected. Only when you have seen the moon before, you are accompanied by people's worries.
translation
When he saw the leaves falling, He Zhu suddenly realized that autumn had arrived, and this autumn color was given to the flowing water going east. The flowing water flows through Baipingzhou politely, and there is a small building with a curtain on the sandbar. People in the building should be identifying the returning boat. Looking back, I was still nostalgic for traveling with friends before, but the traces of traveling disappeared, but the mood was preserved. The moving songs have disappeared, and the beauty has disappeared. Only the moon seen when drinking is as sad as before.
2, "Fallen Leaves" Sui, Kong Shaoan, early autumn leaves, falling like a guest. If you are not willing to go down, you still cherish the old forest.
Translation
Autumn comes early and leaves fall, which is frightening; The feeling of dying is like the experience of this distant guest. Leaves flying as if unwilling to fall to the ground; Still telling that I can't bear to leave this forest. Through clever metaphor and personification, the whole poem describes the homesickness of wanderers caused by falling leaves in autumn, which surprised them in early autumn and made them fall like guests, frightened and surprised. Guest, wandering in a foreign land.
3, "Canye" Song, Li Gou, a tree destroyed several pieces of existence, and the column was the most frustrating for you. Don't turn over the raindrops and sing at night. I used to hold the flowers to warm the spring. Love with the shadow is only the sun and the moon, and rudeness when it comes to red is mud and dust. The ladies-in-waiting in Shangyang are full of poetic thoughts, so don't send them to the world to take second place.
Translation
A tree has been destroyed from time to time. How many leaves still remain on the branches? Standing by the railing, I feel sad for you most. Don't toss and turn in the cold night and the cold rain, remembering that it was full of buds in the warm spring before. Only the sun and the moon are affectionate, according to the shadow of the tree I am attached to. It is rude that the soil rudely ravages the red leaves in autumn. The ladies-in-waiting in Shangyang are full of poetry. Take down the red leaves and write poems. Please be careful not to send them to the hasty world at will.