1. Write two poems about fallen leaves
Write two poems about fallen leaves 1. What are the ancient poems about fallen leaves
Fallen leaves
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Sui Kong Shaoan
In early autumn, the leaves fall in shock, and they drift like the hearts of guests.
Fanfei refused to come down, but he still said he cherished his old forest. Fallen Leaves
Tang Qiji
Falling leaves are late in autumn, and you can see your neighbors outside the window. No one in the world is so shocked, I am alone in the forest.
Xiao Sao Wei moon night, overlapping morning frost morning. Yesterday it was overcast, and the orioles were singing and the trees were springing.
Smell the Fallen Leaves
Tang Qiji
After the snow cleared from the trees, the evening breeze rustled. Because I miss my home country at night, there are a few empty trees near the water.
The tea is boiled and burned, and the moss turns red when stepped on. If you don't leave here next year, you will still see green trees.
Title Falling Leaves
Tang Sikong Shu
The frost threatens the leaves, and now the trees are half empty. The depression of the homeland is different, but the scattered travelers are the same.
Cold water floats on the rustling shore, and night insects crowd along the steps. Sui Feng was enviable and got Luoyang Palace.
Fallen Leaves
Wang Jian of the Tang Dynasty
The old green is in different directions, and the first red has overlapped.
The floor of the atrium was first swept, and three or two leaves were wrapped around the tree.
Fallen Leaves
King Zhou of Tang Dynasty
Su Luxuan wants to be brittle, and the young girl is jealous and thin.
On a cold day, the wind blows, and the leaves are dry and red.
Falling Leaves
Tang Wuwu
The winding alleys are filled with red streams, and the depression chases the north wind. The remaining birds in the forest are gone, and the singing insects are floating on the water.
The little stones are just beginning to be buried, but the branches are still growing and falling. Bring a frosty book with you and read it leisurely among the white clouds.
Leaves Fall
Tang Wurong
The red shadow floats and the green shadow is faint, and I don’t know where to go after saying a word.
The colorless smoke of sorrow is still there, and the hatred has turned into crying.
If you follow the water and travel thousands of miles, don't fly alone just because of the wind.
Thousands of trees in the suburbs of Chu are rustling with the sound of autumn, and at dusk they are attracting guests.
Fallen leaves
Tang Xiumu
The rain has passed over the idle fields, and the fallen leaves are red. When I think about spring, I believe there is an autumn breeze.
There are flowing water in several places, and the sky is chaotic by the river. The pine should only be self-reliant, not the same as the king
2. Poems about fallen leaves
1. The fallen leaves of trees in foreign lands are like those of people who are alone at night under the cold lamp. ——From "Autumn Residence in Bashang" written by Ma Dai in the Tang Dynasty
Translation: Facing the fallen leaves of the trees in a foreign country, the lonely lamp on the cold night shines on me alone.
2. The fallen leaves gather and disperse, and the jackdaws roost again. ——From "Three Five Seven Words/Autumn Wind Ci" by Li Bai of the Tang Dynasty
Translation: The fallen leaves in the wind sometimes gather and sometimes disperse, and the jackdaws are already roosting, but they are startled by the bright moon.
3. Where is the fallen leaf man? How many floors are there on Hanyun Road? ——From "Beiqingluo" by Li Shangyin of the Tang Dynasty
Translation: The ground is covered with fallen leaves, where are the monks? The mountains are covered with cold clouds. How long will it take to walk on the mountain road?
4. "Falling Leaves"
Tang Dynasty: Wang Jian
The old green is in different directions, and the first red has overlapped.
The floor of the atrium was first swept, and three or two leaves were wrapped around the tree.
Translation: The fallen leaves are arranged unevenly, and the reddish leaves are piled up in layers. Cleaning has just begun in the courtyard, and scattered leaves surround the big trees.
5. "Falling Leaves"
Tang Dynasty: Kong Shaoan
In early autumn, the fallen leaves are startling, and they drift like the hearts of guests.
Fanfei refused to come down, but he still said he cherished his old forest.
Translation: Autumn comes early and the leaves fall, which is shocking; the feeling of decay is just like what happened to this distant visitor. The leaves were fluttering as if they didn't want to fall to the ground; they were still saying that they couldn't bear to leave this forest.
3. Poems about falling leaves
Falling Leaves Kong Shaoan
In early autumn, the fallen leaves are shocked, and they drift like the hearts of guests.
Fanfei refused to come down, but he still said he cherished his old forest.
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Title Luo Ye Sikong Shu
p>The frost has threatened the leaves, and now the trees are half empty. The depression of the homeland is different, but the scattered travelers are the same.
Cold water floats on the rustling shore, and night insects crowd along the steps. Sui Feng was enviable and got Luoyang Palace.
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Fallen Leaves Wang Jian
The old greens are mixed, and the early reds have overlapped. The floor of the atrium was first swept, and three or two leaves were wrapped around the tree.
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Falling leaves send Chen Yu and Han Yu< /p>
The fallen leaves never change, and the broken canopy never returns. The fluttering winds are different from each other in the end, and the encounters are temporarily dependent on each other.
Quiet late night words, long and cold moonlight. Who said that when young people say goodbye, everyone sheds tears and stains their clothes.
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Fallen Leaves (a poem by Kong Shaoan) Kong Desao
In early autumn, the leaves fall in shock, and they drift like the hearts of guests.
Fan Fei refused to come down, but he still said he cherished his old forest.
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Fallen Leaf King Zhou
Su Luxuan wants to be fragile, and the young girl is jealous and thin. On a cold day, the wind blows, and the leaves are dry and red.
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Smell the fallen leaves Qiji
p>After the snow cleared in Chushu, the evening breeze rustled. Because I miss my home country at night, there are a few empty trees near the water.
The tea is boiled and burned, and the moss turns red when stepped on. If you don’t leave here next year, you will still see green trees.
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Falling leaves are all gone
It’s late in autumn, and you can see your neighbors outside the window. No one in the world is so shocked, I am alone in the forest.
Xiao Sao Wei moon night, overlapping morning frost morning. Yesterday it was overcast, and the orioles were singing and the trees were springing.
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Fallen Leaves Repair
The rain has passed over the idle fields, and the fallen leaves are red. When I think about spring, I believe there is an autumn breeze.
There are flowing water in several places, and the sky is chaotic by the river. You should only be independent and self-reliant, and not be the same as the king.
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Heshengji pottery fallen leaf money Qianyi
In autumn, thousands of trees on Zhongshan Mountain are sparse, and withering is always caused by the flying dust.
I don’t know that the jade dew is cool and the wind is strong, but I only think that the King of Jinling is very angry.
There are only trees in Su'e leaning on the moon, and the green girl walking on the frost has no clothes.
Hualin is as bleak as a desert, and a wild goose returns in the cold sky for thousands of miles.
4. Poems about fallen leaves
The autumn wind is blowing, and the Dongting is rippled under the leaves. The Warring States Period and Chu Dynasty. Qu Yuan's "Nine Songs·Mrs. Xiang" is so sad. Autumn is also full of energy! Desolate, the grass and trees have fallen and become decayed, and I feel as if I am traveling far away. When I climb a mountain and reach the water, I will return to the desolate place: it looks lonely and depressed.
Liao Li: Desolate. If you are on a long journey: It is like a person on a long journey.
"Nine Bian" by Song Yu of the Warring States Period The autumn wind rises and white clouds fly, and the grass and trees fall yellow. The geese return to the south to the Han Dynasty Liu Che's "Autumn Wind Ci" The autumn wind is bleak and the weather is cool, and the grass and trees shake and fall and the dew turns to frost. The Three Kingdoms Wei· There are many fallen leaves in the Palm Courtyard in Cao Pi's "Yan Ge Xing", and I am relieved to know that the Autumn Palm Courtyard is the Palm Lane Courtyard. Jin Dynasty Tao Yuanming's "Repaying Liu Chaisang" The hibiscus dew is falling, and the willows are sparse in the moon. The hibiscus: lotus.
"Autumn Thoughts" by Xiao Cui of Qi Dynasty in the Southern Dynasties. Under the leaves of Tinggao trees, autumn clouds fly over Longshou. Tinggao: flat land beside the water. Konoha: leaves.
Longshou: The name of the mountain, between today's Shaanxi and Gansu. Liang Liu Hun's "Poetry of Tamping Clothes" in the Southern Dynasties: The grass is low and the fog in Jincheng is low, and the wind is low at Yumen under the trees: the grass is withered and withered.
Kinoshita: The leaves fall. Jincheng: The name of an ancient county, located between present-day Yuzhong, Gansu and Xining, Qinghai.
Yumen Pass: Yumen Pass, in the west of Dunhuang, Gansu Province today. Two sentences describe the scenery of cold autumn in the northwest.
"Farewell Poems" by Liang Fan Yun of the Southern Dynasties: The autumn sounds of trees and the cold mountains and mountains: the west wind blows in autumn, the grass and trees are scattered, and there are many chilling sounds. Yu Xin of the Northern Zhou Dynasty "The epitaph of the Duke of Zhou Qiao and his wife walked to Lu Gu's family" The setting clouds and the solitary birds fly together, and the autumn sky is full of one color: the name of the bird is wild duck.
Flying together: The sunset falls from the sky, the lonely birds fly from bottom to top, and fly together high and low. One color: The autumn water is blue and reaches the sky, and the sky is blue and reflects the water, forming one color.
Song Zhiwen's "Shi'an Autumn Day" The cold mountains turn green and the autumn water gurgling: the sound of running water. Wang Wei of the Tang Dynasty, "Wangchuan Leisurely Presented to Pei Xiucaidi", "White rocks appear in Jingxi, and the weather is cold and red leaves are sparse." These two sentences describe the scenery of late autumn: the stream drops, the white rocks are exposed, and the red leaves are falling, but there are not many left.
Tang Dynasty Wang Wei's "Two Que Titles·In the Mountain" Jinjing Wutong has yellow leaves in autumn, and the bead curtain does not roll up at night. Frost comes at night. Tang Dynasty Wang Changling's "Five Autumn Poems of Changxin": "Jinjing Wutong has yellow leaves in autumn. The beaded curtain is not rolled up and the frost comes at night. The jade pillow in the smoked cage has no color. I lie down and listen to the clear water in the Nangong." Autumn is cold, the wind is strong, the river is clear, and the river is cool. Li Bai of the Tang Dynasty "Reward Pei Shiyu for seeing the rain when he feels the rain" is crowded with cold orange and pomelo, the autumn color of the old sycamore is crowded with people: people's cooking smoke. Cold Tangerine: The cold smoke in autumn makes the orange sleeves feel chilly.
Two sentences describe the wisps of smoke from people’s kitchens, the oranges and pomeloes are dark green, and the sycamores are slightly yellow, presenting a late autumn scene. Li Bai of the Tang Dynasty, "Autumn Climbing Xie Tiao North Tower in Xuancheng" The autumn sand on the far bank is white, and the mountains are shining red in the evening. Tang Dynasty Du Fu's "Five Poems on the Autumn Wilderness" Autumn is approaching in the sky, and the shadow of the moon on earth is in the Qing Dynasty. Du Fu's "Moon" returns with chaotic lumens, cold sky Qianzhang net returns to the light: evening light, sunset light.
Turbulence: criss-crossing river water. Zhang: steep mountain peak.
Tang Dynasty Qian Qi's "Inscribed on Zhun Master Lan Ruo at Nanshanxi Peak in Qiu" In the sound of thousands of autumn leaves, the sun sets on thousands of homes: the sun sets in the west. Tang Dynasty Qian Qi's "Inscription on Su Gonglin Pavilion" The rain path is green and green, and the frost garden has many red leaves and green grass: green grass.
Together: full. This means that after the rain, the paths in the courtyard are covered with green grass, and after the frost, the garden is covered with red leaves, leaving the courtyard a desolate and lonely scene.
Leaning eastward in the autumn wind, it implies the emotion of hurting autumn. Fu·Du Mu's "Two Occasional Poems in Qi'an County" The autumn clouds linger and the frost flies late, leaving dry lotuses to listen to the sound of rain. The autumn clouds linger: Although it is already autumn, the clouds have been overcast for days, so there is no severe frost.
The dry lotus in the late period also comes from this. Listen to Yuji: The rain hits the withered lotus, which is monotonous and desolate.
Tang Dynasty Li Shangyin's "Su Luo's Pavilion Congratulations on Cui Yong and Cui Gun" A night of green lotus frost cut it, earning him no autumn rain. Flying frost broke the lotus leaves, and the autumn rain fell on the broken leaves and could no longer stop them. Water droplets formed. "Two Occasional Poems" by Lai Hu in the Tang Dynasty: The fragrant lotus leaves are gone, and the westerly wind stirs up the green waves. The lotus is another name for lotus.
Southern Tang Dynasty·Li Jing's "Huanxi Sand" Blue sky, yellow leaves on the ground, autumn colors, cold mist and green waves on the waves Song Dynasty·Fan Zhongyan's "Su Muzhe" Xiao Xiaoyuan trees outside the forest, half of the autumn mountains with sunset Song Dynasty Kou Zhun's "Shuhe Shangting Pavilion Wall" is a place where the reds and greens have declined, and everything has ceased. Only the water of the Yangtze River flows eastward without words: everywhere.
Red fades and green fades: flowers fade and leaves fall. Ran Ran: Gradually.
Wuhua: beautiful scenery. Song Dynasty Liu Yong's "Eight Sounds of Ganzhou" The broken rainbow and the rain clear the autumn sky, and the mountains are dyed with new green and broken rainbow: the remaining rainbow.
Jiyu: The rain has stopped. Eyebrow shaping: Describing mountains as the long eyebrows of a beautiful woman.
"Niannujiao" by Huang Tingjian of the Song Dynasty is a small pavilion with no fallen leaves, and caterpillars are relatively spinning autumn silk; a small room with a window sill. Song Dynasty Qin Guan "Autumn" There are many green lotuses in the setting sun.
Who is the one who is holding the hatred and bearing the west wind? Back to the west wind: Turn your back to the autumn wind.
Refers to the lotus leaf being blown by the autumn wind so that the leaf stems are bent. Song Dynasty Qin Guan's "Yu Meiren" When the west wind falls, the people are all thin in the green mountains. Song Dynasty Xin Qiji's "Zhaojun's Resent" realizes that everything in the world is shaken when autumn comes. Song Dynasty Xin Qiji's "Man Jiang Hong· You Nanyan and the Rhyme of Fan Kuo" Autumn It is not necessary to be sad, but it is pleasant to feel cold.
When all the green ponds are gone, all the red flowers are gone, but the fallen leaves are still blooming. The smallest money is pleasant: it is satisfactory. Red lotus (pronounced the same as "qu"): lotus.
But: open to the end. Minimum coin: Newly grown lotus leaves are as big as a small copper coin.
Song Dynasty Yang Wanli's "Late Steps in the Coolness of Autumn" has only one Wuye, but I don't know how many autumn sounds. Song Dynasty Zhang Yan's "Qing Ping Le" The autumn wind blows white waves, and the autumn rain beats the lotus leaves. Thirty miles away from Pinghu Lake, passers-by feel that there are many autumn flowers and the lotuses are gone: the remaining lotuses.
"Nine Miscellaneous Odes of Crossing Gaoyou Sheyang Lake" written by Saduzi of the Yuan Dynasty took advantage of the cold wave to cross the river at night, and the sound of wild geese on the yellow leaves in the forest was clear. Wang Shizhen's "On the River" The boundless falling trees rustled, and the endless Yangtze River rolled. Come. Gong Zizhen also wrote: "Falling red is not a heartless thing, it turns into spring mud to protect the flowers."
Falling leaves are a key, opening the door to autumn. Autumn is a bit bleak, but the golden leaves give autumn color.
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5. Collect poems about falling leaves
The autumn wind blows on the Wei River, and the fallen leaves cover Chang'an. Jia Dao
Falling red is not a heartless thing, it turns into spring mud to protect flowers.
Gong Zizhen
The endless falling trees rustle and the endless Yangtze River rolls by. Du Fu
The autumn wind blows and white clouds fly, the vegetation turns yellow and the wild geese return south. Liu Che
Yellow-leafed trees in the rain, white-headed people under the lamp. Sikong Shu
The wind blows through the bamboos in the deep night, and the sound of autumn leaves is filled with hatred. Ouyang Xiu
The peach and plum blossoms bloom in the spring breeze, and the sycamore leaves fall in the autumn rain. Bai Juyi
Stop and sit in the maple forest at night, the frost leaves are as red as the flowers in February. Du Mu
A monk can’t count the number of jiats, and one fallen leaf knows the autumn of the world. Quotations from Tang Zixi
To the Taoist priests in Quanjiao Mountain
(Wei Yingwu·Five Words)
It is now cold in the house, and I suddenly miss the guests in the mountains.
Bundle thorn bushes at the bottom of the stream, and boil white stones when you return.
I want to hold a ladle of wine to soothe the wind and rain.
The mountains are full of fallen leaves, where can I find traces?
6. What are the ancient poems that describe fallen leaves?
The ancient poems that describe fallen leaves are as follows:
< p> 1. The Water Dragon Sings·Falling LeavesSong Dynasty: Wang Yisun
The dawn of frost is beginning to set in the green forest, and I look forward to the desolation of my homeland. The rustling gradually accumulates, and they fall one after another. The door is deserted and the path is quiet. The Wei River is full of wind, the Dongting is rippled, and there are many autumn waves. I think that the mountains are half gone, thousands of peaks have emerged, and no one has reached the road in the mountains.
The previous question is red. Trace the palace ditch and the undercurrent flows around. The crow has not stopped, and the flying dragon is about to pass by, now he embraces it. There are shadows flying through the windows, and there is a sound of banging on the bricks, and there are so many people worried. Looking at my house, who can sweep the whole court tonight?
Translation:
The morning frost and dew have just clung to the green woods, and the motherland has long been a desolate scene. The fallen leaves on the ground are gradually accumulating, and the leaves on the trees are about to fall. The front door is deserted and the path is quiet. The autumn wind blows on the Wei River, and the waves of Dongting Lake surge. It's late autumn for several times. I thought that the overlapping mountains were already covered with leaves, the thousands of peaks were full of withered trees, and no one could reach the roads on the mountains. The red inscriptions in the past are no longer seen. Going up the official ditch, there is an undercurrent. The cicadas have not stopped chirping, and the wild geese are about to pass away. The embrace at this time is sad. The leaves fell in disorder in front of the window, and the fallen leaves made a sound when they fell on the steps, indicating how many miserable people there were. Where is my home? But tonight, who will sweep the fallen leaves in the courtyard?
2. Fallen leaves
Tang Dynasty: Kong Shaoan
In early autumn, the leaves fall, falling like a guest’s heart.
Fanfei refused to come down, but he still said he cherished his old forest.
Translation:
Autumn comes early and the leaves fall, which is shocking; the feeling of withering is just like what happened to this distant visitor. The leaves were fluttering as if they didn't want to fall to the ground; they were still saying that they couldn't bear to leave this forest.
3. Three Five Seven Words/Autumn Wind Ci
Tang Dynasty: Li Bai
The autumn wind is clear, the autumn moon is bright,
The fallen leaves gather together Scattered, the jackdaws were frightened again.
When will we know each other when we miss each other? It’s embarrassing to be here this night!
Entering my lovesickness gate, you know my lovesickness is painful.
I miss you forever, but I miss you forever.
If I had known that this would be such a troubling thing, why would I not have known each other in the first place.
Translation:
The autumn wind is clear and the autumn moon is bright. The fallen leaves in the wind sometimes gather and sometimes disperse, and the jackdaws are already roosting, but are startled by the bright moon. Friends are looking forward to meeting each other, but they don’t know when. At this time of year, at this night, lovesickness dreams are hard to come by. Walking into the door of lovesickness, you know the pain of lovesickness. Eternal lovesickness and eternal memories, short-lived lovesickness but also endless. If I had known that lovesickness was so entangled in my heart, it would have been better not to have known each other in the first place.
4. Climbing high
Tang Dynasty: Du Fu
When the wind blows violently, apes high in the sky whistle in mourning, and white birds fly back from the clear sands of Zhugistan.
The endless falling trees rustle and the endless Yangtze River rolls by.
Wanli is always a guest in the sad autumn, but he has been sick for hundreds of years and only appears on the stage.
Difficulty hates the frost on the temples, and the new wine glass becomes muddy.
Translation:
The wind is strong and the cries of apes are very sad. There are birds circling on the riverbank with clear water and white sand. The endless trees are rustling with fallen leaves, and the endless Yangtze River is rolling in. I feel sad about the autumn scenery, wandering thousands of miles and being a guest all year round. I have been plagued by illnesses throughout my life and now I am alone on the high platform. After going through hardships and bitterness, my hair has grown white on my temples, and my heart is full of decadence and I have stopped drinking wine to drink my sorrow.
5. Miscellaneous Poems of Jihai·Part 5
Qing Dynasty: Gong Zizhen
The sun is setting in the daytime of the mighty sorrow of separation, and the whip is chanting to the east and pointing to the end of the world.
Falling red is not a heartless thing, it turns into spring mud to protect flowers.
Translation:
The vast sadness of farewell extends to the distance where the sunset sets in the west. After leaving Beijing, I wave my riding whip eastward and feel as if I am at the end of the world. When I resign and return home, I am like a fallen flower falling from a branch, but it is not a heartless thing. It turns into the soil of spring and can also play a role in nurturing the next generation.
6. Autumn Residence in Ba Shang
Tang Dynasty: Ma Dai
The wind and rain in Ba Yuan are stable, and flying geese are seen frequently in the evening.
The deciduous trees in a foreign country, the lonely night under the cold light.
In the empty garden, white dewdrops drop, and wild monks stand next to each other on the solitary wall.
I have been living in the suburbs for a long time. When did I die?
Translation:
The autumn wind and drizzle in Bayuan have begun to settle, and in the evening I see a flock of wild geese heading south. Facing the fallen leaves of the trees in a foreign country, the lonely lamp in the cold night shines on me alone. In the empty garden, white dew frequently drips from the ground, and a single house only has a wild monk as its neighbor. I have been living in the desolate countryside for a long time. When will I be able to devote myself to the country?
Why did the ancients love to write ancient poems about fallen leaves?
Because the fallen leaves are in autumn, it gives people a sad feeling. It sets the tone of sad longing for the whole poem, and expresses the longing of people who are used to being away all year round. The falling leaves are like wandering people. Like people, they have no destination and wander around.
7. Poems about fallen leaves in autumn
1. Falling leaves in Tang Dynasty: Kong Shaoan Early autumn leaves are startling to fall, and they drift like the hearts of guests.
Fanfei refused to come down, but he still said he cherished his old forest. Translation: Autumn comes early and the leaves fall, which is shocking; the feeling of withering is just like what happened to this distant visitor.
The leaves are fluttering as if they don’t want to fall to the ground; they are still telling that they can’t bear to leave this forest. 2. Three Five Seven Words / Autumn Wind Ci Tang Dynasty: Li Bai The autumn wind is clear, the autumn moon is bright, the fallen leaves gather and disperse, and the jackdaws roost and startle again.
When will we know each other when we miss each other? It’s embarrassing to be here this night! Translation: The autumn wind is clear and the autumn moon is bright. The fallen leaves in the wind sometimes gather and sometimes disperse, and the jackdaws are already roosting, but are startled by the bright moon.
My friend is looking forward to meeting again, but I don’t know when, at this time of year, at this night, lovesickness dreams are hard to come by. 3. Water Dragon Song·Falling Leaves Song Dynasty: Wang Yisun The first dawn of frost is in the green forest, and it is early to look forward to the desolation of the homeland.
The rustling gradually accumulates, one after another falls, the door is deserted and the path is quiet. The Wei River is full of wind, the Dongting is rippled, and there are many autumn waves.
I think that half of the journey is gone, thousands of peaks have emerged, and no one has reached the road in the mountains. The previous title is red Yaoyao.
Trace the palace ditch and the undercurrent circulates in the sky. The crow has not stopped, and the flying dragon is about to pass by, now he embraces it.
There are shadows flying through the windows, there are loud knocks on the bricks, and there are so many people worried. Looking at my house, who can sweep the whole court tonight?
Translation: The morning frost and dew have just adhered to the green woods, and the motherland in the field of vision has already been a desolate scene. The fallen leaves on the ground are gradually accumulating, and the leaves on the trees are about to fall. The front door is deserted and the path is quiet.
The autumn wind blows on the Wei River, and the waves of Dongting Lake surge. It’s late autumn for several times. I thought that the overlapping mountains were already covered with leaves, the thousands of peaks were full of withered trees, and no one could reach the roads on the mountains.
The red inscriptions in the past are no longer seen. Going up the official ditch, there is an undercurrent. The cicadas have not stopped chirping, and the wild geese are about to pass away. The embrace at this time is sad.
The leaves fell in disorder in front of the window, and the leaves falling on the steps made a sound, how many sad people. Where is my home?
But tonight, who will sweep the fallen leaves in the courtyard? 4. Ba Shangqiu lived in the Tang Dynasty: Ma Dai. It was windy and rainy in Ba Yuan, and we saw frequent flying geese in the evening.
The deciduous trees in a foreign country, the lonely night under the cold light. The empty garden is filled with white dew drops, and there are wild monks standing by the lonely wall.
I have been living in the suburbs for a long time. When did I die? Translation: The autumn wind and drizzle in Bayuan have begun to settle, and in the evening I see a flock of wild geese heading south.
Facing the fallen leaves of the trees in a foreign country, the lonely lamp in the cold night shines on me alone. In the empty garden, white dew frequently drips from the ground, and a single house only has a wild monk as its neighbor.
I have been living in the desolate countryside for a long time. When will I be able to devote myself to the country? 5. Beiqingluo Tang Dynasty: Li Shangyin The setting sun enters the west, and a lonely monk is visited in the hut. Where is the fallen leaf man? How many floors are there on Hanyun Road?
I am knocking the chime alone at night, leaning against a vine. In the dust of the world, I would rather love or hate.
Translation: As the sun set over Mount Kuanxi, I went to visit the lonely monk in his hut. The ground is covered with fallen leaves, where is the monk? The mountains are covered with cold clouds. How long will it take to walk on the mountain road? In the first night, I could only listen to him knocking on the rock alone, leaning against a branch of ivy in leisure.
The whole world is in the dust, why should I have love and hate?
Extended information: 1. Appreciation of fallen leaves. This poem uses fallen leaves to express one's life experience. The first sentence uses the image of falling leaves to startle the autumn, which is a metaphor for the poet's situation after the collapse of his family and country.
The word "zao" is used at the beginning of this poem, which gives readers a hint that good times will not last long. The word "ke" reminds us of Li Yu's poem "I don't know I am a guest in my dream." Although the eras of Kong Shaoan and Li Yu are nearly four hundred years apart, and their respective statuses and situations are not exactly the same, their sense of wandering is similar.
The last two sentences still use the poet's nostalgia for his motherland. Bixing's technique is closely related to the fallen leaves.
"The word "flying" tries to describe the poet's inner chaos and involuntary expression, which is very appropriate. The whole poem uses clever metaphors and personification techniques to describe the wanderer's homesickness caused by falling leaves in autumn. The fallen leaves in early autumn are frightened, frightened and surprised like a visitor.
Guest mentality, the mood of a wanderer in a foreign land. 2. Three Five Seven Words/Appreciation of Autumn Wind Poems This poem was written on a late autumn night. The poet saw the bright moon hanging in the sky and the jackdaws perched on the trees that had lost their leaves. Perhaps at this time the poet was missing someone. The old lovers, this situation, can't help but make the poet sad and helpless.
This is a typical sad autumn work. The autumn wind, autumn moon, fallen leaves, and jackdaws create a sad atmosphere. The poet's wonderful imagination and the perfect portrayal of his own heart make the whole poem more vivid. Sad and touching.
3. Water Dragon's Song·Appreciation of Fallen Leaves In the late autumn weather, severe frost begins to fall and the vegetation turns yellow.
In the writings of many literati, fallen leaves coexist with the passage of time, the prosperity and decline of things, so seeing fallen leaves makes you sad for autumn, and sad for autumn. By describing this state, it expresses the poet's depression and desolate state of reality in the late Southern Song Dynasty.
The first film describes the desolate scene of falling leaves in late autumn, "looking forward to the motherland". "Xiao Shuang first touches the green forest" uses the scenery to convey emotion, the brushwork is concise, and the outline is clear.
The author inadvertently and faithfully describes the natural scenery: the frost at dawn shrouds the lush and lush forests in the past. The poet was moved by the scenery, and felt an inexplicable desolation in his heart.
"Looking forward to the desolation of my motherland", infinite thoughts are hidden in it. The five characters "the motherland is desolate early" borrow the desolate scene of nature in early autumn to describe the change of dynasties. This scene not only refers to the natural scene, but also includes the social scene. This is the first level.
The desolate scene corresponds to the poet's endless melancholy. This is the second level. This poem is like chanting fallen leaves, but in fact it is used to express the longing for the motherland in the heart, and at the same time express one's own sense of life experience.
In order to put the "desolation" into reality, the first film uses several allusions related to fallen leaves, so that although the words are simple, the meaning is profound and rich. "The rustling gradually accumulates" here refers to the fallen leaves, which actually refers to the poetic meaning of Du Fu's "the boundless falling trees rustling" ("Ascend the High").
"The leaves are still falling one after another" is similar in meaning to the sentence "The leaves are falling one after another and the fragrance is lingering" in Fan Zhongyan's "Roading on the Street·Autumn Nostalgia". "The Weishui River is prosperous" uses the poetic meaning of Jia Dao's "Autumn wind blows on the Weishui River, and fallen leaves cover Chang'an" ("Recalling Wu Chushi on the River").
"Dongting Waves" borrows the poetic meaning of Qu Yuan's "The autumn wind is blowing, and the Dongting waves are under the leaves" ("Mrs. Xiang"). These allusions are independent. Because they are closely related to the fallen leaves, they are internally connected without any sense of dissociation. They also complement the previous sentence "The motherland is desolate early".
Next, he changed his writing style and used "thinking" as the leading word to lead the following four sentences of "Chongya". "Half gone" is due to the accumulation of fallen leaves.
"No one arrived" means that fallen leaves blocked the journey. These four sentences take the meaning of the words to another level and serve as a link between the previous and the following.