Who can help me find poems praising autumn?

Mountain travel

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.

Crossing the river [tomorrow] in Li Dongyang for 9 days.

The autumn wind at the estuary is listening to the bell ringing, and the guests from far away have little chance to return.

The river has dried up for thousands of years, and it has been windy for hundreds of years.

In the smoke, the trees are floating in color, and the hills on the slope surround Jiankang.

Go all the way to the east of Zhou Zhen, and the lights are bright at night.

See Li Mengyang in autumn [tomorrow].

The Yellow River flows around the Han side wall, and there are several rows of autumn geese on the river.

The soldiers crossed the moat and the general drew an arrow from his bow.

The ship passed the long ancient ferry crossing the dust, and the soldiers were forced to sit on it. The moon is high in the sky, which makes the battlefield sad.

I heard that there are many brave and resourceful people in the north. Who will be like General Guo Ziyi today?

At night, the scenery at the bottom of the river was fresh and strange, and it was played into an article. Send it to Bai Juyi, Tang Dynasty, Zhang Yuan, Ministry of Water Resources.

Sunset falls between light smoke and drizzle, the river is bright and the sea is cool.

Mayflies scatter clouds and break pavilions, while rainbows break bridges.

In addition, the water waves are surging and the storm is rippling, as if many flowers are flying, dark and bright, very beautiful; After sunset, the sky is blue, and geese fly in the air, as if writing a line on the blue sky.

Write a picture of Danqing and give the poem to Shuicaolang.

Liu Yuxi —— Autumn Ci

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

There is no one in the clear sky in Wan Li, and a crane, Ling Yunfei, has aroused my meditation on the blue sky.

Slow voice (autumn sound)-Jie Jiang

Huanghua deep alley, red leaves and low windows, bleak autumn sound. Bean rain, there is wind in the middle. It's twenty-five o'clock, and it's louder when the door is unlocked. An old friend is far away. Who will shake Yu Pei? The ring under the eaves.

Colorful trumpets sounded the moon setting, and gradually the horse moved and made four screams. Flashing adjacent lights, there is still anvil sound in front of the lights. I know he complained of sadness until dawn, and he mumbled and mumbled. If the complaint is outstanding, divide it in half with the sound of geese.

Autumn wind attracts Liu Yuxi

Where is the autumn wind?

Mix sends geese.

Chao lai ru Shu ting

Lonely guests smell first.