Yang Wanli's poem about red leaves 1. Poems describing autumn red leaves
Akiyama [Song] Yang Wanli
I have been an old dyer all my life, and I made iron soap scarlet by mistake.
Xiaofeng stole wine all night, but she was lonely and unbearable, covering up her drunkenness.
Stop and sit in the maple forest until late at night, and the frost leaves turn red in February-Mutu's mountain road.
Hanging sails in the Ming dynasty, maple leaves falling behind me-nostalgia of Li Bai's "Sleeping under Niuzhu Mountain".
That night, I saw off guests on Xunyang River, and maple leaves and rushes rustled in autumn-Bai Juyi's pipa trip.
Autumn night Tang
Du Mu silver candle Qiu Guang cold painting screen,
A small fan flies to the firefly.
Day and night are as cool as water. Sit and watch the morning glory and Vega. There are thousands of maple leaves, and the river bridge is covered with dusk sails.
-Yu "Jiangling Sorrow Hope to Send My Son Peace"
I painted the Qinghe River, and I love the sadness of the maple leaves in the evening pavilion-I love the autumn fragrance in Tang Yin.
"Jiande Night Sleeping" Tang Meng Haoran
Stop the boat in a foggy small state, when new worries come to the guest's heart. The vastness of the wilderness is deeper than trees, and the moon is very close to the moon.
2. Poems describing autumn red leaves
Song Xin Qi Ji's "Man Jiang Hong You Nan Yan Fan Kuoyun"
Autumn is not an inevitable sadness, but a pleasant cold. The green pools are all red, but the leaves still have the smallest money.
Karen: This is desirable. Red-violet (pronounced "Canal"): Lotus. But: open them all. Minimum money: the new lotus leaf is as big as a small copper coin.
Song Yang Wanli's Walking in Late Autumn
Don't fold Hà Thu in the garden, because it covers the sunset with fish.
Song Zhou Mi's Xiheng Waste Garden (also known as Xiheng Waste Garden). Rolfe: Soil stalks in the field. )
The sky is blue, and a river is dyed in autumn.
Dye it: dye it.
Song Zhou Mi's "Wen Que Xiwushan Viewing Pottery"
There is only one blade, and I don't know how many autumn sounds.
Yan's Qing Ping Le
The sound of spring is loose, and rows of autumn geese come.
Valley (sound the same as "harmony"): Valley.
3. Red leaves love poems
There are thousands of maple leaves, lush foliage, shaded rivers and bridges, and the sails are late —— In Jiangling, I am anxious to send my son back to peace.
I painted the Qinghe River, and I love the sadness of the maple leaves in the evening pavilion-I love the autumn fragrance in Tang Yin.
Sleeping in Jiande Jiang Haoran at night When my boat was sailing in the fog, at dusk, ancient memories began to emerge: how vast the world is, how close the trees are to heaven, and how clear the moon in the water is! .
The rain in Xiangshan is loose and green, and the frost is red in maple leaves. The wind blows white clouds, and Wan Li sends tenderness.
Jiang Feng became Xiong Yanjiang Feng, who was very depressed and didn't compete with Song Yun.
Send Meng Haoran to Lingnan Dongting, Wang Changling, near and far, and maple leaves will surprise autumn early.
Jiang Fengcheng Jiang Feng is depressed and does not argue with Song Yun.
Fengxiang was in Hua Jing late, and Jinshan was in the shadow.
The red Ye Feng forest is full of tongues, and the yellow mud is wild and dances with chickens.
Frost-dyed crow maple is drunk in the sun, and cold rushes to Jinghe River with ice flow.
Wild geese fly high, the sun and the moon are white, and the green maple turns red in the frosty sky.
4. Poems praising autumn red leaves
Xiaofeng stole wine all night, but she was lonely and unbearable, covering up her drunkenness. -Yang Wanli's Autumn Mountain
Stop and sit in the maple forest late, and the frost leaves are red in February. -Du Mu's "Mountain Walk"
Hanging the sails of the Ming Dynasty, the fallen leaves are behind me. -Nostalgia in Li Bai's "Sleeping at night under the Niuzhu Mountain"
In the evening, I bid farewell to a guest on Xunyang River. Maple leaves and mature rushes rustle in autumn. -Bai Juyi's Pipa Trip
There are thousands of maple leaves, and the river bridge hides the evening sails. -Yu "Worry about Jiangling Hope to Send My Son Peace"
I painted the blue river, and I loved the maple leaves in the evening pavilion. -Tang Yin's I Love Chou-heung.
Dongting is far away, and maple leaves are in early autumn. -Send Meng Haoran from Lingnan, Wang Changling.
Jiang Feng was depressed and didn't argue with Song Yun. -Jiang Shangfeng Cheng
The rain in Xiangshan is loose and green, and the frost is red in maple leaves. The wind blows white clouds and Wan Li sends tenderness.
Fengxiang was in Hua Jing late, and Jinshan was in the shadow.
The red Ye Feng forest is full of tongues, and the yellow mud is wild and dances with chickens.
Frost-dyed crow maple is drunk in the sun, and cold rushes to Jinghe River with ice flow.
Wild geese fly high, the sun and the moon are white, and the green maple turns red in the frosty sky.
5. What are the poems about "Maple Leaf"?
Poems about "Maple Leaf":
1, "Autumn Mountain" [Song] Yang Jiu has been an old dyer all his life and mistakenly made iron soap scarlet. Xiaofeng stole wine all night, but she was lonely and unbearable, covering up her drunkenness.
2. Stop and sit in the maple forest late, the frost leaves are red in February-Mutu's "Mountain Walk"
3. Hanging sails in the Ming Dynasty, the maple leaves fall behind me-nostalgia of Li Bai's "Sleeping at night under Niuzhu Mountain".
4. At that night, I saw my guests off on Xunyang River, and maple leaves and rushes rustled in autumn-Bai Juyi's pipa trip.
5, "Autumn Evening" Tang Du Muyin candle cold painting screen, light Luo small fan flapping fireflies.
6. The day and night are as cool as water. Sit and watch the morning glory and Vega. There are thousands of maple leaves, lush foliage, shaded rivers and bridges, and the sails are late —— In Jiangling, I am anxious to send my son back to peace.
7. I painted the ever-flowing blue river, and I love the maple leaves on the night pavilion-I love the autumn fragrance in Tang Yin.
8, "Jiande Night Sleeping" Tang Meng Haoran My boat was moored in the fog, and at dusk, the memories of the old days began. The vastness of the wilderness is deeper than trees, and the moon is very close to the moon.
9. The rain in Xiangshan is loose and green, and the frost is red with maple leaves. The wind blows white clouds, and Wan Li sends tenderness.
10, Jiangfeng Cheng Jiangfeng's depression is indisputable. A leaf falls on the fisherman, and the sunset brings autumn colors.
Send Meng Haoran's "Dongting in the South of Wang Changling" to a distant place, and the maple leaves will surprise the autumn.
Preface to Autumn Mountains: Two Poems on Autumn Mountains is a new poem by Yang Wanli, a poet in Song Dynasty. The personification used in this poem makes the mountain scenery in late autumn humorous and interesting. Although I didn't write the red leaves in late autumn directly on the mountain, I thought about it carefully and painted the mountain scenery in late autumn vividly.
The original translation: "I worked as a dyer all my life and turned the iron soap into scarlet by mistake." Xiaofeng stole wine all night, but she was lonely and drunk. "
Sapium sebiferum was like an old dyer all his life, but sometimes he made a mistake and dyed his iron dark brown into scarlet by mistake. Xiaofeng seems to steal wine overnight; However, I invited Gu Song to help me hide my blushing when I was drunk.
Author: Yang Wanli
Background: Yang Wanli (1 127-1206), a native of Jishui, Jizhou (now Jiangxi), was a scholar for twenty-four years (1 154), and was appointed Tingxiu and transferred to Lingling. Avenue, known as Fengxin County, is named Dr. Guo Zi, who moved to the doctor too often. He has a right assistant in the official department and will be supervised less. In Xichun, I learned about Changzhou, raised tea and salt in Changping, Guangdong, and moved to Guangdong to raise some prisons. Eleven years (1 184), said the official department yuanwailang. He served as the detail inspector of the Privy Council, the left and right secretaries of ministers, and the secretary with little supervision. Together with You Mao, Fan Chengda and Lu You, they are called the "Four Masters of Zhongxing" in the Southern Song Dynasty. Most of Yang Wanli's poems describe natural scenery and are good at it. There are also many chapters that reflect people's sufferings and express patriotic feelings. The language is simple and clear, fresh and natural, full of humor; It is called "sincere fasting".
6. What are the poems about maple leaves?
Poems about maple leaves:
1, Jiangling is worried about sending her son to a safe place.
Don, Yu.
There are thousands of maple leaves, and the river bridge is covered with dusk sails.
Remember that your heart is like the Xihe River, which flows eastward day and night.
2. Night berth near Fengqiao.
Don, people.
Crows fell on the moon, crowed coldly, slept on maple trees, and slept in fishing lanes by the river.
In the lonely Hanshan Temple outside Suzhou, the bell that rang in the middle of the night reached the passenger ship.
3. hiking.
Don, Du Mu.
As far away as Hanshan, the stone path is oblique, and people are in Bai Yunsheng.
Stop and sit in the maple forest late, and the frost leaves are red in February flowers.
4. Listen to the flowing tones.
Tang, Wang Changling.
Alone in the boat, on the moon in Fenglin, Zheng and the guest center are divided.
The ridge color is heavy and heavy, and the string is broken and the tears are deep.
5, youth travel Lin Feng red through the evening smoke green.
Song Dynasty, Jie Jiang.
The maple forest is red and green, and the guests are full of gulls. In the past twenty years, homeless people have planted bamboo, and bamboo is still named after it.
The spring breeze hasn't arrived yet, and the autumn wind has come. I only wrote my life as a song.
6, partridge day, maple leaves fall into the river, water falls into autumn.
Song Dynasty, Su Dong.
Maple falls into the river, water falls into the wild, and autumn falls. The faint smoke and rotten grass are connected with the hills in the suburbs.
Drunk sleep in Xiaowu Huangmaodian, dreaming of leaning on Hongye Building in Gaocheng.
It's a long day and a long road. Fan Song, Tang Zheng, waits for leisure.
Baqiao Liu hates every year, and Pu Yuan Furong Ye is sad.
7. Ancient poems describing autumn red leaves
Xiaofeng stole wine all night, but she was lonely and easily concealed her drunkenness. -Yang Wanli's Autumn Mountain
Stop and sit in the maple grove late, and the frost leaves are red in February. -Du Mu's "Mountain Walk"
Hanging the sails of the Ming Dynasty, the fallen leaves are behind me. -Look at Li Bai's nostalgic feelings from "Sleeping at Night under Niuzhu Mountain".
In the evening, I bid farewell to a guest on Xunyang River. Maple leaves and mature rushes rustle in autumn. -Bai Juyi's Pipa Trip.
There are thousands of maple leaves, and the river bridge hides the evening sails. -Yu "Worry about Jiangling Hope to Send My Son Peace"
I painted the ever-flowing blue river, and I loved the sadness of the maple leaves in the evening pavilion. -Tang Yin's I Love Chou-heung.
The Dongting is far and near, and the maple leaves will surprise the early autumn. -See Meng Haoran in Lingnan and see Wang Changling off.
Jiang Feng is depressed and has no strength to compete with Song Jun. —— Jiang Shangfeng Cheng Xiongyan
The rain in Xiangshan is loose and green, and the frost is red in maple leaves. The wind blows white clouds and Wan Li sends tenderness.
Fengxiang was in Hua Jing late, and Jinshan was in the shadow.
The red Ye Feng forest is full of tongues, and the yellow mud is wild and dances with chickens.
Frost-dyed crow maple is drunk in the sun, and cold rushes to Jinghe River with ice flow.
Wild geese fly high, the sun and the moon are white, and the green maple turns red in the frosty sky.