I feel more relaxed than ever.
It is rare to have a comfortable leisure.
Alone, quiet, quiet.
Look around autumn scenery.
I wandered through the weedy ditch.
Almost slipped into the icy water
I didn't blame the false alarm.
Instead, I am happy for my luck.
I walked through a row of deep trees.
See an aging buttonwood tree.
The fallen leaves on the ground are like an umbrella
I gently picked it up and held it over my head.
I chased pheasants in the fields.
Looking for the remaining green in autumn
Guess everything here.
It is a gift from life.
Charming autumn color Author: Silent autumn on a moonlit night, you follow the track of the four seasons,
Coming silently.
You brought the joy of harvest and the golden picture.
You come quietly,
Go to the shady path.
The golden leaves are fluttering,
With nostalgia for "mother" and hope for "brothers and sisters",
Fly to the sky and then fall to the earth.
Old people praise you, young people praise you, and children praise you.
Everyone is praising your poetry and selfless dedication!
You come quietly and walk into the park.
Suddenly, Chrysanthemum opened a charming smile.
Greet every pedestrian,
Chrysanthemums of various shapes are beautiful,
Some let the golden "curly hair" blow gently,
Some of them are dazzling in beautiful skirts.
Thanks to you, CHO.
You come quietly and come to the orchard.
There are golden oranges on the tree, which are sweet and sour.
Red persimmons hang all over the branches like lanterns.
The gardener looked around,
I have a smile on my face.
It is really a hard work and a harvest.
You come quietly and walk into the child's heart.
Children help the old man collect oranges.
Children and farmers collect ears of wheat,
The children help grandma raise chrysanthemums,
The children helped the cleaner clean the fallen leaves.
Autumn, your beauty and dedication
With the purity and innocence of children,
Become more colorful!
This autumn is more beautiful! Li Qingzhao's slow whisper
Looking around, lonely and sad. It's the hardest to stop breathing when it's warm and cold. Three glasses of light wine, how can you object to his coming late and rushing! Guo Yan is very sad, but this is an old acquaintance.
Yellow flowers were piled all over the floor, withered and damaged. Who can pick them now? Looking out the window, how can you be alone? Indus is drizzling, and at dusk, it is falling. This time, what a sad sentence.
House of Bamboo
-Wang Wei
I leaned alone in the dense bamboo, playing the piano and humming a song.
It's too light for anyone to hear, except my partner, Mingyue.
Bu operator. Residential Works of Dinghui Garden in Huangzhou
-Su Shi
The curved hook moon hangs on the sparse buttonwood; In the dead of night, the water from the water clock has been dripping. Who saw you living alone, vague and lonely.
At night, it suddenly becomes afraid, suddenly flies and comes back frequently, but no one always understands its infinite inner feelings. It kept wandering among the cold branches, but refused to perch on any tree, and finally landed alone on the cold shoal.
Zui Hua Yin
-Li Qingzhao
Fog filled the clouds, and the days were spent in sorrow. Kapoor was among the birds in the incense burner. There are double ninth festival, jade pillow dresser, and it is cool in the middle of the night. Don't say clear autumn is not a person, the west wind rolls the flag and beads curtain, and the person in the curtain is thinner than that Huang Ju.