1, "Sauvignon Blanc A Heavy Mountain" Five Dynasties: Li Yu
One mountain, two mountains. The mountains are far away, the sky is high and the fog is cold.
Chrysanthemums bloom, chrysanthemums remain. The goose that flies high has not returned, and there is no curtain.
Interpretation of vernacular Chinese: heavy and overlapping mountains. The mountains are so far away, the sky is so high, the smoke and water are so cold, but my thoughts are like maple leaves and flames. Chrysanthemums bloom and fall, and days pass by. The wild geese in Saibei are flying south in the sky, but the people they miss have not come back yet. The long bright moon shines on the curtains and floats in the wind.
2. "Jiangling Sorrow Hope to Send to the Sub-shore/Jiangling Sorrow Hope to Send" in the Tang Dynasty
There are thousands of maple leaves, and the river bridge is covered with dusk sails.
Remember that your heart is like the Xihe River, which flows eastward day and night.
Interpretation of vernacular Chinese: In a sad late autumn, maple leaves float on the river. At this time, a west wind blew, and the trees all over the mountain rustled. I'm sorry to hear that, little girl. At first glance, the river bridge is hidden in the maple forest. It's already dusk, and I haven't seen my lover return by boat. I am eager to see my lover come back, little girl. Miss your lover as the water of Xijiang River, and miss him as the length of running water.
Maple leaf is a maple leaf, which is generally palmately divided, about 13cm long, slightly wider than the palm of an adult. Lobes have several prominent teeth, the base is heart-shaped, the leaves are rough, the upper part is medium green to dark green, the lower veins are hairy, and they turn yellow to orange or red in autumn. But a few areas are dark green.
The degree to which maple leaves turn red is related to time, drought, pollution, especially nitrogen deficiency. The red maple leaves are actually the result of maple trees responding to natural pressure. The red reaction actually acts as a sunscreen. It makes the maple leaf stay on the tree for a longer time and makes the tree absorb more nutrients. It is found that the pressure of nutrition, especially the lack of nitrogen, makes the maple leaves turn red earlier and more thoroughly.
2. What are the poems about maple leaves? A poem about maple leaves: 1, Jiangling is worried about sending his son to a safe place.
Don, Yu. There are thousands of maple leaves, and the river bridge is covered with dusk sails.
Remember that your heart is like the Xihe River, which flows eastward day and night. 2. Night berth near Fengqiao.
Don, people. Crows fell on the moon, crowed coldly, slept on maple trees, and slept in fishing lanes by the river.
In the lonely Hanshan Temple outside Suzhou, the bell that rang in the middle of the night reached the passenger ship. 3. hiking.
Don, Du Mu. As far away as Hanshan, the stone path is oblique, and people are in Bai Yunsheng.
Stop and sit in the maple forest late, and the frost leaves are red in February flowers. 4. Listen to the flowing tones.
Tang, Wang Changling. Alone in the boat, on the moon in Fenglin, Zheng and the guest center are divided.
The ridge color is heavy and heavy, and the string is broken and the tears are deep. 5, youth travel Lin Feng red through the evening smoke green.
Song Dynasty, Jie Jiang. The maple forest is red and green, and the guests are full of gulls.
In the past twenty years, homeless people have planted bamboo, and bamboo is still named after it. The spring breeze hasn't arrived yet, and the autumn wind has come.
I only wrote my life as a song. 6, partridge day, maple leaves fall into the river, water falls into autumn.
Song Dynasty, Su Dong. Maple falls into the river, water falls into the wild, and autumn falls.
The faint smoke and rotten grass are connected with the hills in the suburbs. Drunk sleep in Xiaowu Huangmaodian, dreaming of leaning on Hongye Building in Gaocheng.
It's a long day and a long road. Fan Song, Tang Zheng, waits for leisure.
Baqiao Liu hates every year, and Pu Yuan Furong Ye is sad.
3. What are the poems describing maple leaves?
1, stop and sit in the maple forest late, and the frost leaves are red in February. -"Mountain Walk" Du Mu
Maple leaves dyed with autumn frost are more colorful than spring flowers in February.
2. When the frost clouds turn, whose reed pipe blows autumn resentment. -"butterfly lovers Moss Hongye Garden" Yan Dao Ji
A few clouds show that the first frost is fluttering, and the reed flute is playing a sad tune.
I will raise my sail and leave leaves behind me tomorrow. -Li Bai, "Night Park Niuzhushan"
Tomorrow morning I will hang my sail and leave Niuzhu, where only maple leaves are flying all over the sky.
There are thousands of maple leaves, and the river bridge hides the sails late. -"Jiangling sorrow hope to send peace" in
In a sad late autumn, maple leaves are floating on the river. At this time, a west wind blew, and the trees all over the mountain rustled. I'm sorry to hear that, little girl. At first glance, the river bridge is hidden in the maple forest. It's already dusk, and I haven't seen my lover return by boat.
5, frosty night, Jiang Feng fishing and sleeping. -"a night-mooring near maple bridge" Zhang Ji
The moon went down, crows crowed, and the sky was cold. They fell asleep sadly on the maple trees and fishing fires by the river.
6, smoke in late autumn, rustling maple trees. -"San Lv Temple" Dai Shulun
As the sun sets, autumn smoke rises and leaves rustle in the maple forest.
7. The red leaves in Ma Si are rustling late, and the Yangtze River in Rizhao falls in autumn. -"Li Servant Shoots Huainan" Zhao Shu
Ma Si has red leaves and the sun shines in autumn.
8. Before the red leaves fly, send Sun Hui to Jin. -"Send Wen Shangshu to Luo" Kou Zhun
Maple leaves fluttered under the horseshoe, bid farewell to Wang Sun's vision, showed off his future and came back.
9. The blue sky and the bright moon are behind, and the rustling red geese are coming at the beginning. -"Touched" Wu
Clear sky and bright moon, red leaves fly to attract geese.
10, rustling red leaves at dusk, and the miserable Leng Yun overwhelmed the old building. -"Jinling Nostalgia" Wang Jue
The evening breeze blew and the red leaves rustled. Leng Yun is bleak, and the old building is under heavy pressure.
4. The ancient poem "Pipa Trip" is about the maple leaf Bai Juyi. On the night when I saw guests off on the Xunyang River, maple leaves and mature rushes rustled in autumn.
I, the host, have dismounted, my guest has boarded his boat, and we raise our cups, hoping to drink-but, alas, there is no music. Although we drank a lot of wine, we were not happy. When we were leaving each other, the river mysteriously widened in the direction of the full moon.
We heard a sudden sound, a guitar crossed the water, the host forgot to go home and the guests left. We followed the direction of the melody and asked the player's name, and the voice was interrupted ... and then she reluctantly answered.
We moved the boat closer to hers, invited her to join us, and summoned more wine and lanterns to start our party again. However, before she came to us, we called a thousand times and urged her for a thousand times, but she still hid half of her face behind her guitar from us.
... she turned the tuning pin and tested several strings, and even before she played, we could feel her feelings. Every string is a kind of meditation, and every note is a kind of deep thinking, as if she were telling us the pain of her life.
She frowned, bent her fingers, and then started her music, letting her heart share everything with us bit by bit. She brushed the strings, slowly twisted, swept and plucked, first the air in the rainbow skirt, then the six small ones.
Big strings hum like rain, and small strings whisper like secrets. Humming, whispering-and then mixing together, like pouring large and small pearls into a plate of jade.
Between Guan Ying's words, the bottom of the flower is slippery, so you can't swallow the spring scenery and flow under the ice. The ice spring is cold and astringent, and the strings condense, and the condensation will never stop.
The depth of sadness and the hiding of sadness are more told in silence than in voice. A silver vase suddenly burst, pouring out a stream of water, jumping out of the conflict and blow between armored horses and weapons.
Before she put down the pick, her stroke was over, and all four strings made a sound, just like tearing silk. The east ship and the west ship were silent, and we saw the white autumn moon entering the river.
She tied the rope thoughtfully, stood up, smoothed her clothes, and was serious and polite. Tell us how she spent her girlhood in the capital and lived in her parents' house in Toad Hill.
She mastered the guitar at the age of thirteen, and her name ranked first in the list of musicians. Song often impressed people, and her beauty envied all the leading dancers.
How did the aristocratic youths in Wuling compete generously? Countless red silks were given to a song. And the blood color of the skirt was stained by wine, China.
Season after season, joy followed, and neither the autumn moon nor the spring breeze attracted her attention. Until her brother went to war, and then her aunt died, and the night passed, and the night came, and her beauty disappeared.
There were fewer and fewer cars and horses in front of the door, and finally she married herself to a businessman. Who, first of all, stole money, accidentally left her and went to Fuliang to buy tea a month ago.
She has been taking care of an empty boat in the estuary, with no companions except the bright moon and cold water. Sometimes in the middle of the night, she dreams of her victory and is awakened from her dream by her hot tears.
Her first guitar note made me sigh. Now, after listening to her story, I feel even sadder. We were all unhappy until the end of the day, when we met. We understand. What is the relationship between acquaintances? .
A year ago, I left the capital and came here. Now I am a sick Jiujiang exile. Jiujiang is so far away that I haven't heard music, neither strings nor bamboo sounds for a whole year.
My residence is near the town by the river, low and humid, and the house is surrounded by bitter reeds and yellow rushes. What can you hear here in the morning and evening? ? The cuckoo's bleeding cry, the ape's sobbing.
I often pick up the wine and drink it alone in the spring morning with flowers and the autumn night with moonlight shining. Of course, there are folk songs and bagpipes in the village, but they are rough and harsh, and they are harsh in my ears.
Tonight, when I heard you playing the guitar, I felt that my hearing was illuminated by wonderful music. Don't leave us. Come, sit down. Play it for us again. I will write a Long song about guitar. ..
... she was moved by my words, stood there for a while, and then sat down to play her strings-they sounded even sadder. Although the tune was different from what she had played before, all the listeners covered their faces.
But which of them cried the most? ? This Jiujiang official. My blue sleeves are wet. Du Mu, who travels in the mountains, is far away from the cold mountains, and there are people in the depths of the white clouds.
Stop and sit in the maple forest late, and the frost leaves are red in February flowers.
5. Poems about "Maple Leaf" What are the poems about "Maple Leaf"?
1, "Autumn Mountain" [Song] Yang Jiu has been an old dyer all his life and mistakenly made iron soap scarlet. Xiaofeng stole wine all night, but she was lonely and unbearable, covering up her drunkenness.
2. Stop and sit in the maple forest late, the frost leaves are red in February-Mutu's "Mountain Walk"
3. Hanging sails in the Ming Dynasty, the maple leaves fall behind me-nostalgia of Li Bai's "Sleeping at night under Niuzhu Mountain".
4. At that night, I saw my guests off on Xunyang River, and maple leaves and rushes rustled in autumn-Bai Juyi's pipa trip.
5, "Autumn Evening" Tang Du Muyin candle cold painting screen, light Luo small fan flapping fireflies.
6. The day and night are as cool as water. Sit and watch the morning glory and Vega. Thousands of maple leaves, lush foliage, shadowy river bridges, and late sails —— More than Jiangling's Sorrow for Peace.
7. I painted the ever-flowing blue river, and I love the maple leaves on the night pavilion-I love the autumn fragrance in Tang Yin.
8, "Jiande Night Sleeping" Tang Meng Haoran My boat was moored in the fog, and at dusk, the memories of the old days began. The vastness of the wilderness is deeper than trees, and the moon is very close to the moon.
9. The rain in Xiangshan is loose and green, and the frost is red with maple leaves. The wind blows white clouds, and Wan Li sends tenderness.
10, Jiangfeng Cheng Jiangfeng's depression is indisputable. A leaf falls on the fisherman, and the sunset brings autumn colors.
Send Meng Haoran's "Dongting in the South of Wang Changling" to a distant place, and the maple leaves will surprise the autumn.
Preface to Autumn Mountains: Two Poems on Autumn Mountains is a new poem by Yang Wanli, a poet in Song Dynasty. The personification used in this poem makes the mountain scenery in late autumn humorous and interesting. Although I didn't write the red leaves in late autumn directly on the mountain, I thought about it carefully and painted the mountain scenery in late autumn vividly.
The original translation: "I worked as a dyer all my life and turned the iron soap into scarlet by mistake." Xiaofeng stole wine all night, but she was lonely and drunk. "
Sapium sebiferum was like an old dyer all his life, but sometimes he made a mistake and dyed his iron dark brown into scarlet by mistake. Xiaofeng seems to steal wine overnight; However, I invited Gu Song to help me hide my blushing when I was drunk.
Author: Yang Wanli
Background: Yang Wanli (1 127-1206), a native of Jishui, Jizhou (now Jiangxi), was a scholar for twenty-four years (1 154), and was appointed Tingxiu and transferred to Lingling. Avenue, known as Fengxin County, is named Dr. Guo Zi, who moved to the doctor too often. He has a right assistant in the official department and will be supervised less. In Xichun, I learned about Changzhou, raised tea and salt in Changping, Guangdong, and moved to Guangdong to raise some prisons. Eleven years (1 184), said the official department yuanwailang. He served as the detail inspector of the Privy Council, the left and right secretaries of ministers, and the secretary with little supervision. Together with You Mao, Fan Chengda and Lu You, they are called the "Four Masters of Zhongxing" in the Southern Song Dynasty. Most of Yang Wanli's poems describe natural scenery and are good at it. There are also many chapters that reflect people's sufferings and express patriotic feelings. The language is simple and clear, fresh and natural, full of humor; It is called "sincere fasting".
6. A poem about Xiao Feng, an autumn leaf, stealing wine all night, but she was lonely and unbearable, hiding her drunkenness. -"Autumn Mountain" Yang Wanli stopped to sit in the maple forest late, and the frost leaves opened in February. -Du Mu's "Mountain Walk" hangs sails in the Ming Dynasty and leaves fall behind me. -Li Bai's "Night Sleeping in Niuzhu" That night, I was seeing guests off at the Xunyang River, and maple leaves and rushes rustled in autumn. -Bai Juyi's Pipa Trip has thousands of maple leaves. The river bridge is overcast at dusk and sails late. -Yu's "Looking at the Zian in Jiangling" I painted the blue river and loved the maple leaves in the night pavilion. -Tang Yin's "I Love Chou-heung" The Dongting is far and near, and the maple leaves surprise autumn early. -Jiang Feng sent Meng Haoran to Lingnan. Wang Changling was depressed and didn't have the strength to compete with Song Jun. -Jiang Fengcheng Xiong Yan, Xiangshan Yifeng, was hit by rain and frost.