In real life or work and study, we all know some classic poems, which have a clear and orderly rhythm and beautiful rhyme. Then what kind of poems are praised by everyone? The following are my carefully arranged poems describing autumn, which are welcome for your reference and I hope to help you.
Autumn Dreams
Author/Dai Wangshu
The shepherd's bell in the distance,
Shake off the light leaves.
Qiu Meng is light,
This is the gentle and elegant love of a shepherdess.
So my dream came quietly,
But it carries a heavy past.
Oh, now, I'm a little cold,
Some are cold, and some are melancholy.
Autumn morning
Author/Yu Yuyu
Goodbye, starry night,
I have suffered from the pain that holy water is hard to wash,
You stepped on my back,
Welcome, Shu Dong, you are alive again!
At this last moment, I opened my eyes.
Hold the sun's feet with both hands. Look at that.
Leaves quiver, flowers dance, intoxicated by the sound of the city,
Until you cry with joy!
The secret of autumn
That autumn
Because of your appearance.
Gently peel my eggplant wound.
It's unbearable to fall over.
We can finally bury the past.
With your heart, stick to your heat.
Feel the red invitation and sweet secret of autumn.
I am very happy in this autumn.
With you, I can be wonderful again.
I'm glad you are gentle and beautiful.
Let me walk out of the depression of life and have a look.
The beauty of sunshine and autumn
Your appearance is like a rainbow after the rain.
With you, I abandoned loneliness.
A day with you, no matter how bitter it is, is a day with love.
I really want to go on like this with you.
I really want to hold your hand and hug you tightly.
I really want to get married with you. Take Qi Mei as an example.
I miss you so much, become a butterfly and fly with me.
You said: The scar in my heart will never heal.
Melancholy, hesitation, and nostalgia for yesterday's yellow flowers
In fact, I know that scar is engraved in my heart.
Stroll along the country road
I put your hand in my heart.
On the roadside, I looked at the blushing sorghum stupidly.
Whispering, you are the only one in my life.
In this way, hold your hand to the four seasons.
Is it fate or secret to meet you in autumn?
Since we are holding hands, we will not give up easily.
There is no reason to separate, only the acquiescence of autumn maturity.
I know, losing you.
My life is winter, cruel and cold.
You smiled and showed me a pair of magpies in the tree.
I see the meaning of never leaving you in my heart.
frostwork
Author/Dai Wangshu
September frost flowers,
Frost flowers in October,
The charming girl in the fog,
Drive to my temple.
Decorate with autumn leaves,
You decorated the monotonous death,
The charming girl in the fog,
Come and don't wear your plain flowers for me.
Do you still have tears of pearls?
The sun has not been rekindled.
I watched my temple fall apart,
So I welcome the autumn you decorated.
Autumn, falling flowers
I dreamed of incense last night.
The chrysanthemums in my hometown are blooming brilliantly.
This morning, everything was desolate.
The autumn wind is cold and bleak.
Autumn with light clouds and clear winds
The sky is empty and silent.
A little wind blew.
Light clouds turn into wisps of thoughts and float into the bottom of my heart.
Take a walk by the green mountains and waters in the morning.
The big branches and flowers by the lake have fallen again.
Falling flowers and dancing
Circle the melody of flowers
Slowly, quietly
Fall into my hands.
Residual fragrance
Gently lingering in your fingers.
The brilliant breath of the past summer
Spin out your last glory in this falling flower dancing.
I didn't expect that.
A light rain scattered this beautiful picture of falling flowers and dancing lightly.
Autumn finally filled the city.
Watching this fallen flower fall with the wind
My mood is like drifting in this wind with sadness, and I don't know when it will start.
Is it pity for this fallen flower?
Or sigh that your destiny will be like it?
At this point, the heart is calm.
There is not a ripple in the heart lake.
Falling into the eye is falling into the heart and becoming a beautiful wound.
When the wind stops raining.
This morning has passed.
Took away all the prosperity of summer.
At this time of the season
Suddenly become so lonely
The flowers fell asleep in the arms of Mother Earth.
The voice came and sighed.
Is it the helplessness she knew in her dream?
Small, it is already the season when flowers bloom and leaves fall.
autumn
Author/Du
Even the pigeon whistle makes a mature tone,
In the past, rainy and noisy summers.
Don't think about that severe and sultry exam any more.
Detail memory in dangerous swimming.
After breaking ground in the bud of spring,
Twisting and damage in bud growth,
These branches are also growing wildly in the hot sun.
I almost got lost on a rainy night.
Now, there is not a cloud in the plain sky.
The mountains and rivers are bright and clean, and the vision is exceptionally broad;
The season of wisdom and emotional maturity,
The river also seems to come from a deeper source.
Turbulence is fermented,
Brewing transparent wine in the valley;
What autumn is blowing? An intoxicating smell.
Autumn flowers and autumn leaves have been dyed deep.
Street trees also imply something red,
The wheels of the bicycle are shining with vitality;
The long arm of the tower crane points to the distance at high altitude.
Qiuyang scans the harvest information on it.
"This autumn, you are here! 》
Author: Haruko Wisteria
Maybe this is the climax of autumn.
Maple leaves are also red and lonely.
Set off the mountains with the warmest colors.
Walking on the ferry in winter
I am like a leaf in autumn.
The night frost is wet, whipping my persistence.
White fog dyed me green.
The years are chaotic, and the latitude and longitude are late autumn.
Amber asked the pony to go straight to the valley with a glass of liquor on all fours.
Full of red flags.
With the autumn wind vane swaying.
Clear water in the shade of wild flowers
Wash the floating bath of the world.
You came this autumn.
The amorous feelings of a mountain make you hug.
A hawthorn tree is hungry for food.
The sour time is reflected in tears.
A sparrow pecked the pomegranate.
Half of the red will be crystal clear, exposing the whole sky.
I put on that lace skirt.
Dancing with you in the eyes, drowning out the autumn sound
Autumn songs
Author: Zi Ming Qingcheng City
Grab a cool hand from the pond.
Bring a mellow fragrance from the orchard
Autumn has come, singing golden songs.
Come to the city, come to the village.
There is no pride in spring breeze.
There is no sadness.
There is no enthusiasm like the scorching sun.
Not as cold as frost and snow.
You sing about the hardships and bitterness of a long journey.
But there is no disappointment and sadness.
You sing the joy and satisfaction of autumn harvest
But there is no conceit and arrogance.
Ah, facing the yellow flowers everywhere
Gui Xiang is full of gardens and autumn wind.
I want to sing with you.
Autumn collection
Author: Meng Hai Clear Sky
The fallen leaves miss, and the fingertips play "autumn language" at dusk.
Parting is the coat of autumn, which is heartbreaking thin.
Hold a gentle touch, then turn around and cut in life.
Walking in the autumn of harvest, picking up the fragments of memory and hanging them on the withered branches.
Looking around, there is green everywhere, green reflects yellow, and every smiling face smiles golden.
Whose face touches countless nerves and turns white on a cold night?
Yellow leaves flying all over the sky are like your laughter.
Sometimes clear, sometimes vague, sometimes beautiful, sometimes harsh.
Untie the entangled resentment and turn it into misty dust.
Autumn is coming.
Author: cold smoke faint
Autumn is coming.
Wind pushes gold.
Read all the way
Annoying golden suddenly bowed his head.
Jumping into a cocoon veteran
The leaves on the branches can't bear loneliness.
Wet rain and dew kiss.
Piece by piece. Single piece transfer
Red, crimson, occupying the sky.
Try to distinguish between red makeup and sunset glow.
Fly south in formation.
Hold up the cool water with a pair of wings.
A tail fish made a sound.
The wrinkles of ancient trunk color are like ripples.
Under the afterglow, swaying reeds
Sent a fishing song out.
I heard that autumn is coming.
I want to run under the blue sky and tell you.
Rain has just fallen from the rubble of the old house.
I want to hug the earth and tell you.
The wind in my hometown has brought roughness to the ears of rice.
You happen to be busy.
With your deep myopic eyes
Light a cigarette with the flu.
A city burning like lead.
I want to tell you quietly
My corner is very happy.
I want to tell you stubbornly
It's autumn in the field.
You just turned around.
Don't want to hear me say autumn
Because you don't want to hear about land, cabins.
These news about the arrival of autumn
Rivers in autumn
The long river of autumn leaves.
Qian shan wan mu feng he
Your moon is high and there is no footsteps.
The dew began to rise.
You have my sailboat passing by in your palm print.
Homesick migratory birds are in a hurry.
Sweep my village
Smoke spiraled up from the kitchen chimney.
I began to miss the crowd.
Miss everyone's hug
Longing for every ray of sunshine.
Give me warm greetings.
I stand in a sea of people.
Thin into a shallow, dark and swift river.
There is your melancholy blue in the jumping waves.
There is warm running in the lonely scenery.
Am I never the scenery you need?
The mighty autumn river
When you burst the bank,
Is it the gap in the wind or the gap in my mind?
In the bleak leaves or
Behind your back
You tell me.
I'm afraid when I'm cut off
I can't go to see the sea with you anymore.
Rivers in autumn
A river on the cliff
Hang high
Whose treetop is it?
Autumn is singing.
Listen to the songs of autumn.
Charming melody cuts through the melancholy of summer.
The brisk tone dyed green into gold.
Hard-working plowman
Take a hoe.
Immersed in the harvest music.
Autumn is singing.
A year's harvest
Infinite dream
In the song
Sow deep hope
Missing in autumn
The sunshine is soft.
indifferent
On a leaf
Turn enemies into friends with the autumn wind
Appreciate each other
Not green.
Can't warm up
Silent autumn wind
Trembling to open the autumn letter.
Suddenly warm rehmannia glutinosa.
go home
Leaves are just migratory birds in autumn.
The wind told a tree like this.