Autumn rain-tall buildings look forward to dusk, and there is rustling rain on the leaves of airplanes.
Autumn night-I can't find the sound of autumn when I sleep, and the leaves are full of steps.
Autumn sound-I don't feel the dream of spring grass in the pond. The leaves in front of the steps are already autumn sound.
Autumn leaves-the wind blows bamboo in the middle of the night, and all the leaves are hate.
Autumn color-the rain invades the urn and the new moss is green and the autumn leaves are red.
Autumn moon-the moonlight is soaked in water, and the sky and the light echo each other.
Autumn chrysanthemum-it is better to die in the branches than to blow the north wind.
There is no news from old friend Li Wan, so he is going to ask.
Autumn sorrow-don't be idle, write your sorrow alone at night.
Autumn is prosperous-the west wind blows all over the lake leaves, and it is unique to change your autumn clothes for the first time.
Autumn bosom-it's a pity to go out and watch the fallen leaves flying by the lake.
Qiu Meng —— When I first returned to the autumn night, I was worried about a lamp in front of my bed.
Memories of autumn-the anvil pestle knocks on the deep lane, and the phoenix tree shakes down the autumn hometown.
Autumn enlightenment-everyone explains autumn sadness, unlike poets who know it thoroughly.
The smell of autumn-crickets only know that autumn comes early and there is a lot of rain on the banana.