Autumn scenery's poems

Autumn: mountaineering trip

Du Mu

The stone road winds to the cliff in the distance.

Where there are some white clouds, you can see some households.

I stopped the carriage and was fascinated by Fenglin.

The frosty autumn leaves are redder than the flowers in February.

Gordon

Du Fu

The wind is fast and high, the ape cries sadly, and the birds are circling in the white sand.

The endless trees are rustling leaves, and the Yangtze River is rolling unpredictably.

Li in the sad autumn scenery, a wanderer all the year round, lives alone on the high platform in today's illness.

After all the hardships and hatred, the white hair is full, and the wine glasses are damaged.

Du Qiu

Li Shimin

Xia Lu left ashes yesterday, and the autumn arrow moves today.

When Emei first appeared, the waves in Dongting gradually rose.

There are white hair and dark rocks in Guangxi, and chrysanthemums are yellow.

Unfortunately, the microscopic principle.

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Liu Yuxi

Autumn has been sad and lonely since ancient times. I say autumn is better than spring.

A crane in the clear sky rows clouds, bringing poetry to the blue night.

& lt passing the village for the aged > Meng Haoran

This old friend prepared a delicious meal and invited me to his hospitable farm.

Green Woods surround the village and green hills are located outside the city.

Open the window facing the valley vegetable garden and pass the glass to talk about crops.

Wait until the mountain is on holiday, and I'll come back at chrysanthemum time.

Drink Tao Yuanming

Building a house is human, and there are no horses and chariots.

What can you do? The heart is far from being self-centered.

Picking chrysanthemums under the east fence, you can see Nanshan leisurely.

The mountains are getting better and better, and the birds are back.

That makes sense. I forgot what I wanted to say. Qinyuanchun Changsha

Mao Zedong

Independent cold autumn,

Xiangjiang river goes north,

Orange island.

Look at the mountains everywhere,

The layers of forest are completely dyed;

The river is full of water,

There were hundreds of battles.

The eagle soared into the sky,

The fish is shallow,

All kinds of frost fight for freedom.

Loneliness,

Ask the boundless earth,

Who dominates the ups and downs?

Took 100 couples on a trip,

Recalling the past, the years are thick.

Just classmates and teenagers,

In full bloom;

Scholar spirit,

Scold Fang Qiu.

Point out that this country,

Enlightening words,

Shit is Wan Huhou.

Do you ever remember,

Hit the middle of the river,

The waves stopped the flying boat?