1. Poems about the maple forest in late autumn
Poems about the maple forest in late autumn 1. Poems about the maple leaves in autumn
1. [Ming Dynasty] Liu Ji " "Songs on the River (Four Songs)"
Excerpts from the original text:
The red polygonum and red maple are the same color of autumn, and the Chu clouds and Wu waters are flowing.
Definition:
The red polygonum and the golden maple leaves are all yellow in autumn. The clouds in the sky and the Wujiang River are endless.
2. [Song Dynasty] Wang Yan "Sending Xu Wei to Baling and Simplifying Deng Qi Xian Wang Jianshan"
Excerpt from the original text:
Li Sao Man Mu Jiang The road is cold, and the autumn air is red with maple leaves on the river.
Definition:
Everywhere I see is sadness, the road along the river is so deserted, and the desolate atmosphere of autumn seems to dye the maple leaves at the head of the river red.
3. [Ming Dynasty] Liu Huangshang's "A Letter to Wang Chengfu"
Excerpt from the original text:
Wujiang Feng Leng Qiu Hongfei, poor poet in a foreign county .
Definition:
The bleak autumn wind in Wujiang was blowing the maple leaves, and the wild geese began to fly south. I, who was good at writing, was lonely and pitiful in a foreign land.
4. [Song Dynasty] Chao Shuozhi's "Sending Fan to the West"
Excerpt from the original text:
The maple trees at the head of the river are in autumn, and Sun Wu, the king of Eastern Wu, is worried.
Interpretation:
The golden maple leaves at the head of the river indicate that autumn has arrived, and the princes and grandsons of Soochow are worried.
5. [Song Dynasty] Chao Gongsu's "Occasionally Conceive a Son and a Younger Brother"
Excerpt from the original text:
Autumn colors beside red maples, white wild geese with a sad heart .
Definition:
In autumn, the maple leaves on the shore turn yellow, and the sad geese want to fly south.
2. Poems describing the autumn maple forest
,, parking in the car to have sex in the maple forest at night, the frost leaves are red and the Xunyang River sees off guests the first night, and the maple leaves and flowers are rustling in autumn.
The master dismounted and the passengers were on the boat. He wanted to drink without orchestra.
When we are too drunk, we will say goodbye miserably. When we say goodbye, the vast river is soaked in the moon.
Suddenly I heard the sound of pipa playing on the water, and the host forgot to return home.
Who is asking secretly? The sound of the pipa stopped and it was too late to speak.
Move the boat closer to invite each other, add wine, turn back the lights, and resume the banquet.
After being called out for a long time, he came out, still holding the pipa and half covering his face.
The three or two sounds of the strings being plucked by the rotating shaft are sentimental before the tune is formed.
The strings muffle the sounds and thoughts, as if complaining of failure in life.
The formalities of the letter with a low eyebrow are continued, and the infinite things in the heart are said.
Lightly gathered, slowly twisted and then picked again, it was a colorful dress at first and then six months later.
The big strings are noisy like the rain, and the small strings are like whispers.
Noisy and jumbled bullets, big and small beads falling onto the jade plate.
The orioles in Guan Guan are talking about the slippery bottom of the flower, and it is difficult to go under the ice of Youyan Spring.
The ice spring is cold and the strings are condensed, and the condensation will never pass through the sound.
Don’t be sad and resentful. Silence is better than sound at this time.
The silver bottle bursts into water, and the cavalry stands out with swords and guns.
At the end of the song, the plucked strings are carefully drawn, and the sound of the four strings is like cracking silk.
The east boat and the west boat are silent, only the white autumn moon can be seen in the middle of the river.
He chanted deeply while playing the plucked strings, straightening his clothes and condensing his face.
She said that she was originally a girl from the capital city, and her family lived under the Xia Toad Mausoleum.
On the 13th, he learned the pipa successfully and became the first member of the teaching group.
Qu Ba often teaches good people to be talented, and she is always jealous of Qiu Niang.
The young people in Wuling are struggling with their heads, and they can’t count the number of red silk songs.
The head of the tin is shattered by the grate, and the bloody skirt is stained by wine.
This year’s laughter will return to next year’s, and the autumn moon and spring breeze will pass easily.
My brother left to join the army and my aunt died.
There are few cars and horses in front of the door, and the boss married a businessman.
Businessmen value profit over separation. The month before last, they went to Fuliang to buy tea.
I kept an empty boat at the mouth of the river, and around the boat the moon was bright and the river was cold.
Late at night, I suddenly dreamed about my youth. I cried and cried, and my eyes were red with tears.
I sighed when I heard the pipa playing, and sighed again when I heard the words.
We are both fallen people at the end of the world, so why should we have known each other before meeting.
I resigned from the Imperial Capital last year and was relegated to Xunyang City where I was sick.
There is no music in Xunyang, a remote place, and the sound of silk and bamboo is not heard all year round.
The land where I live near the Huanjiang River is low and humid, and yellow reeds and bitter bamboos grow around my house.
What did you hear at dawn and dusk? The cuckoo cries and the blood ape moans.
On a spring river with flowers and an autumn moonlit night, I often drink wine alone.
How can there be no folk songs and village flutes, and it is difficult to listen to the hoarse and mocking music.
Tonight I hear your pipa music, and my ears suddenly become clear as if I were listening to fairy music.
Mo Cigeng sat down to play a piece of music and translated it into a pipa line for you.
I feel like I have been saying this for a long time, but sitting down makes the strings turn sharply.
The sound is not as sad as the forward sound, and everyone in the house weeps when they hear it again.
Who among the audience cried the most? Jiangzhou Sima's green shirt is wet.
Mountain Tour Du Mu
Far up the cold mountain, the stone path is sloping, and there are people living deep in the white clouds.
Stop and sit in the maple forest at night, the leaves are as red as the flowers in February due to frost.
3. Poems about the maple forest in autumn
At night in the maple forest after tourists go there, the moon is full and the mountains are empty, but there is nothing they can do.
——Tour Xinqiji Stream, the grass is sparse and fireflies are shining, the moon is bright and the maple trees are long. ——Staying in a Farmhouse in Early Autumn by Cao Ye The water of Zhan Zhan Yangtze River is covered with maple trees.
——Yong Huai Ruan Ji Tingzhou is shining in the sunset, and the maple leaves are falling in the cold waves. ——Farewell to Jiang Ke Ma Dai The green maple trees are dripping with dew, and the moon is bright in the sky.
——Bajiang Night Monkey The horse wears Wu Ji and dances slowly to leave you drunk, the green maple is white and the dew is cold. ——Farewell to Li Pingshi Wang Changling saw off guests on the Xunyang River on the first night, and the maple leaves and flowers were rustling in autumn.
——Pipa Xing Bai Juyi parked his car and sat in the maple forest at night, the frost leaves were as red as the February flowers. ——Shan Xing Du Mu The moon sets and crows cry, the sky is filled with frost, Jiang Feng and the fisherman sleep in sorrow.
——Night Mooring at Fengqiao Zhang Jiri The autumn smoke rises in the evening, and the maple trees are swaying. ——Sanlv Temple Dai Shulun is far up the Qingfeng River in autumn, and there are sparse ancient trees beside Baidi City.
——Send Li Shaofu to be demoted to the gorge and Wang Shaofu to be demoted to Changsha. ——Nostalgia for the past at night in Niuzhu Li Bai One mountain, two mountains, the mountains are far away, the sky is high, the smoke is cold, the water is cold, I miss the red maple leaves.
——Sauvignon Blanc Li Yu The maple leaves are thousands and thousands of branches, and the river bridge covers the late evening sail. ——Jiangling is worried about sending children to peace. Yu Xuanji and the white clouds are gone leisurely, and there is no sorrow on Qingfeng Pu.
——Spring River Flower Moonlit Night by Zhang Ruoxu The maple leaves have fallen, the dill flowers have dried, and the fishing boats are drunk and do not feel the cold. ——Fisherman Zhang Zhihe.
4. Poems related to the maple forest
1. Stop and sit in the maple forest at night - "Mountain Journey" by Du Mu of Tang Dynasty
2. Lonely boat under the moonlight To the maple forest - Tang Dynasty Wang Changling's "Listen to the Tune of Flowing People's Water"
3. The combination of orange trees and green trees in the maple forest - Tang Du Fu's "Ten Quatrains of Kuizhou Song"
4. Green Maple Forest The next time I return to Tianzhi - "A Journey to Danyang" by Sun Ti of the Tang Dynasty
5. The sound of the ape rising at the moon in the maple forest is painful - "Entering Guizhu Cisha Niu Stone Cave" by Liu Changqing of the Tang Dynasty
6. Thousands of miles of maple forest, deep mist and rain - Tang Yuanjie's "Five Songs of Ye Nai"
7. White waves separate the maple forest - Tang Sikong Shu's "Farewell to Leping Miaoming Mansion"
8. The maple forest withers the late leaves - Song Dynasty Zhou Bangyan's "Merry Man·The maple forest withers the late leaves"
9. The maple forest cries at dawn - Song Dynasty Chao Buzhi's "Le Pavilion Banquet·Dan Mansion" "Yellow Fragrance Can Smile"
10. Fishing boats in the maple forest of Chu River - Song Dynasty Lu You's "Expelling Boredom"
11. Maple forest rustling with withered cold leaves - Song Dynasty Zhao Changqing's "Bodhisattva" Barbarian·The maple forest rustles with withered cold leaves"
12. The maple forest is red and the smoke is blue at night - Song Jiang Jie's "Youth Tour·The maple forest is red and the smoke is blue at night"
5 .Poetry related to autumn and maple leaves
Xiaofeng drank a lot of wine all night, but his solitary pine covered his drunken face. - "Autumn Mountain" Yang Wanli
Parking and sitting in the maple forest at night, frost The leaves are red in February and the flowers are blooming in February. - Du Mu's "Mountain Travel"
The sails are hung in the Ming Dynasty, and the maple leaves are falling one after another. - Li Bai's "Night Mooring at Niuzhu Nostalgia"
Xunyang River Head Seeing off guests at night, the maple leaves and flowers rustle in autumn.——Bai Juyi's "Pipa Tour"
The maple leaves are thousands and thousands of branches, and the river bridges cover the evening sails.——Yu Xuanji's "Jianling's Worry and Hope for Children"
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I paint the long blue river water, and love the sorrow of the maple leaves in the evening pavilion. - Tang Yin's "I Love the Fragrance of Autumn"
When you go to Dongting far and near, the maple leaves startle the autumn early. - Send Wang Changling's Lingnan Meng Haoran< /p>
The river maple is naturally lush, but it cannot compete with the power of the pine trees.——The maple on the river becomes Yanxiong
The rain in the fragrant mountains hits the green pines, and the frost dyes the maple leaves red. The wind blows and the white clouds move, sending tenderness from thousands of miles away.
The evening flowers are fragrant and the flowers are quiet, the shadows of Nanshan Mountain in Jinshui
The red-leaf maple forest is singing with a hundred tongues, and the rooster is dancing on the yellow mud bank
The frost-stained crow maple welcomes the sun Drunk, the cold Jingshui carries icy currents
The sun and the moon are white, the green maple leaves are red and the sky is full of rain and frost
6. Poems about autumn maple leaves
1. "Mountain Travel" by Du Mu of the Tang Dynasty. The stone path up the Hanshan Mountain is sloping, and there is a family deep in the white clouds.
Stop and sit in the maple forest at night, the leaves are as red as the flowers in February due to frost. Appreciation: What I love most in my life is the maple leaves dyed by autumn frost. They are red and beautiful, unmatched by the spring flowers in February. They are not only more colorful, but also more cold-resistant and can withstand the test of wind and frost.
2. "The Man from Far Away" by Yan Jidao of the Song Dynasty. The red leaves and yellow flowers are in late autumn, and I miss travelers who have traveled thousands of miles. The flying clouds have passed away, and I have no letter when I return home. Where can I send a letter?
Tears streamed down the window. Just spin the inkstone and grind the ink.
Gradually I wrote goodbye. Deep in this feeling, the red paper is colorless. Appreciation: The forest leaves are turning red, yellow chrysanthemums are blooming everywhere, and it is late autumn again. Why haven’t the people from far away come back yet? It makes me miss you endlessly.
I often shed tears in clinical practice, and the tears wouldn’t stop dripping onto the inkstone, so I used it to grind ink and write letters. Starting from bits and pieces of the past, and writing until after the separation, the love reached the depths, and the tears became unstoppable, dripping onto the letterhead, and actually faded the color of the red paper.
People far away, do you know that I am thinking of you? 3. "Tianjingsha·Autumn" Yuan·Yuan·Baipu Village The sunset glows, the jackdaws in the old trees are lightly smoked, and under the shadow of a flying dragon. Green mountains and green waters, white grass, red leaves and yellow flowers.
Appreciation: The sun gradually sets in the west, already holding the Western Mountains in its mouth, and the sunset on the horizon gradually begins to dissipate, leaving only a few dim colors, reflecting how lonely the quiet village in the distance is. That long shadow. The fog was rising lightly, and a few black crows were perching on the rickety old trees. In the distance, a wild goose flew down and crossed the sky.
The mountains and clear waters are beautiful; frost-white grass, fiery red maple leaves, and golden flowers are all swaying in the wind, and the colors are almost alluring. 4. "Sauvignon Blanc·One Mountain" Southern Tang Dynasty·Li Yu has one mountain and two mountains.
The mountains are far away, the sky is high, the smoke is cold, and the water is cold, I miss the maple leaves and red leaves. The chrysanthemum blooms, the chrysanthemum dies.
The flying geese have not yet returned, and the wind and moon are idle behind the curtain. Appreciation: One layer after another, overlapping mountains.
The mountains are so far away, the sky is so high, the mist and water vapor are cold and cold, but my thoughts are like flaming maple leaves. The chrysanthemums bloomed and fell, and the days passed.
The wild geese in the north of Saibei flap their wings and fly south, but the person I miss has not come back yet. The bright moon shines on the curtain, fluttering in the wind.
5. "Sorrows and Hopes in Jiangling" Tang·Yu Xuanji The maple leaves are thousands and thousands of branches, and the river bridges cover the late evening sails. Remembering you, my heart is like the water of the West River, flowing eastward day and night without rest.
Appreciation: On a desolate late autumn day, maple leaves floated on the river. At this time, a gust of west wind blew, and the trees all over the mountain made a rustling sound. It was inevitable to feel sad when hearing this scene.
Looking far into the distance, you can see the river bridge hidden in the maple forest. It's already dusk, why haven't I seen my lover return by boat?
It really makes me anxious not to see my lover return. My longing for my lover is as endless as the water of the Xijiang River. My longing for him is as long as the flowing water is.
6. "Farewell to Xie Ting" A song by Xu Hun of the Tang Dynasty explains boating, red leaves, green mountains and rapid water. At dusk, people are far away from the drunkenness. The sky is full of wind and rain, and I go down to the west building.
Appreciation: After singing a farewell song, you untied the far away boat. There are green mountains on both sides of the bank, and the mountains are covered with red leaves. The water flows eastward on the ground. When dusk fell and I woke up, I realized that the person had gone away. At this time, the sky was full of wind and rain, and I was the only one who left the west building alone.
7. "Qingjiang Yin·Autumn Huai" Yuan·Zhang Kejiu's west wind letter came home thousands of miles away, asking me when I will return? Geese crow in the sky with red leaves, people are intoxicated in the field of yellow flowers, and banana rain sounds in autumn dreams. Appreciation: The west wind brought me a letter from home thousands of miles away, asking me when I would return home. The swan geese are calling their companions to migrate south during the season when the mountains are full of red leaves, but Li Ren is intoxicated by the scenery of yellow flowers, listening to the sound of rain hitting the banana trees, but can only rely on the coolness of the autumn night, hoping to have a good dream , can dream of returning to hometown to visit relatives.
8. "Nanxiangzi: Village Dwelling in Autumn Dusk" Nalanxingde, Qing Dynasty, the red leaves are all over the cold stream, and the empty mountains are covered with thousands of trees. Try going up to the small building and looking at it, high and low.
A smoke cage spreads ten miles away. Barking dogs and crowing chickens, lights shining brightly on the way home.
When driving toward Hengshan, we were near and far, east and west. My home is alone in the cold forest.
Appreciation: The cold stream is covered with red fallen leaves, and the forest along the way is quiet and deserted, and the trees are uniform. Try to climb up to the small building and see the mountains in the distance.
The ten-mile hillside was shrouded in smoke. The barking of dogs mixed with the crow of cocks, the lights flickered, and there was no way back.
Walking along the mountains, sometimes far and sometimes near, sometimes east and sometimes west. My home is deep in the woods in autumn and winter, and the door is closed alone.
7. Ancient poems about maple leaves
Ancient poems about maple leaves:
1. "Sauvignon Blanc·Yichhong Mountain" Five Dynasties: Li Yu
One mountain, two mountains. The mountains are far away, the sky is high, the smoke is cold, and the water is cold. I miss the red maple leaves.
The chrysanthemums are blooming, but the chrysanthemums are withered. The flying geese have not yet returned, and the wind and moon are idle behind the curtain.
Vernacular interpretation: one after another, overlapping mountains. The mountains are so far away, the sky is so high, the smoke and water vapor are cold and cold, but my thoughts are like flaming maple leaves. The chrysanthemums bloomed and fell, and the days passed. The wild geese in the northern part of the country flap their wings and fly south, but the person I miss has not come back yet. The bright moon shines on the curtain, fluttering in the wind.
2. "Jianling's sorrow and hope are sent to Zi'an/Jiangling's sorrow and hope are there" Fish Mystery of the Tang Dynasty
Thousands of maple leaves turn into thousands of branches, and the river bridge covers the late evening sail.
Recalling your heart is like the water of the West River, flowing eastward day and night without rest.
Vernacular interpretation: On a desolate late autumn day, maple leaves floated on the river. At this time, a gust of west wind blew, and the trees all over the mountain made a rustling sound. When I heard this scene, I, little girl, felt sad. Looking far into the distance, you can see the river bridge hidden in the maple forest. It's already dusk, why haven't I seen my lover return by boat? Not seeing my lover return, I feel anxious as a little girl. My longing for my lover is as endless as the water of the Xijiang River. My longing for him is as long as the flowing water is.
Maple leaves are leaves of the maple tree. They are generally palm-shaped and five-lobed, about 13 cm long and slightly wider than an adult palm. The lobes have a few protruding teeth, the base is heart-shaped, and the leaf surface is rough. It is medium green to dark green with hairs on the lower veins, turning yellow to orange or red in autumn. But a few areas are dark, dark green.
The degree to which maple leaves turn red is related to factors such as time, drought, pollution, especially lack of nitrogen. The reddening of maple leaves is actually the result of the maple tree's response to stress in nature. The reddening reaction actually acts as a sunscreen, which causes the maple leaves to stay on the tree longer, allowing the tree to absorb more nutrients. Research has found that nutritional pressure, especially the pressure of nitrogen deficiency, causes maple leaves to turn red earlier and more transparently.