Poems about the sun, shorter. Keep it original.

Liu Dabai, on the autumn night river

Birds return to their nests,

Embarrassed as it is,

And come back with the sunset.

Flap your wings,

Throw the sunset on the river;

White-headed reed,

And dressed up as a beautiful woman.

( 1923)

Pigeon Hu Shi

Clouds are light and the sky is high. What a late autumn weather!

There is a flock of pigeons playing in the air.

Look at them in twos and threes,

Back and forth,

Iraq is like Italy,—

Abrupt, turn it over and reflect the sunshine, white lining the sky, very beautiful!

( 19 18)

Autumn morning is at stake.

Goodbye, starry night,

I've suffered from the pain that holy water is hard to wash,

You stepped on my back,

Welcome, Shu Dong, you are alive again!

At this last moment, I opened my eyes.

Hold the sun's feet with both hands. Look at that.

Leaves quiver, flowers dance, intoxicated by the sound of the city,

Until you cry with joy!

( 1934)

Xu zhimo is on the bus in Shanghai and Hangzhou

Hurry! Come on, come on!

When is a cigarette, a mountain and a cloud?

A water, a bridge, a car accident,

A forest pine tree, a bunch of bamboo, red leaves are:

Colorful fields, colorful autumn scenery,

As clear as a dream, vague, hidden,-

Come on, come on! Is it a wheel or time?

Urging old Qiu, urging old age!

( 1928)

Xu zhimo's whisper

First-class cold autumn pool autumn rain,

In the withered autumn willows,

On the cowardly autumn branches,

On a yellow autumn leaf,

Listen to him kiss and kiss,

Whispering about Sanqiu's affairs and love stories,

Finally, I brushed him gently in the autumn halo of autumn eyes and turned a whirlpool and a half.

Follow the autumn stream.

Whispering of autumn rain, Sanqiu's feelings,

The plot of love poems also falls into the autumn halo of autumn eyes, dancing everywhere,

Follow the autumn stream.

(1July 2, 9221day)

Autumn Moon by Xu Zhimo

Autumn moon!

Who can afford a silver fingertip?

Romantic scratch and climb!

Don't believe it, but look at the light waves of the sea, you can't help it.

The touch of the jade finger is crying there! That's it:

Boring clouds,

Beautiful autumn moon,

Smoke warms the heart and cold eyes,

Put on your light clothes coldly,

Involved

Get married.

(192216 October)

Xu Zhimo's Autumn Moon

The same moonlight,

Tonight, because we are all looking up-

Look at it, full of charm,

Being a thug from a black man

Rising in the clouds—

It looks extraordinarily bright and round.

It spread on the road,

It floats on the water,

It is immersed in

Water plants knot like sadness.

Underwater;

It's on the ridge of the ancient city,

Thousands of city bricks are in its glory.

Breathe,

It stroked.

Grave ruins scattered inside and outside the city,

In the constant cry of resident birds,

Want to see old and new ghosts,

Stand together like us,

Eyes shining,

Chewing the biting shade:

Silver lingering poetry

Like the star phosphorus on the water,

Flying in the dew.

Listen to the songs of the four fields-

Eternal and humble harmony,

Sadness and joy,

Hatred and love,

Preserve heat energy in the dark,

In this secluded autumn night and autumn field

In the vast universe,

The greatness of "solution"

In all the tiny depths

launch

Baby's smile!

(1930 10 month)

Qiu Meng Dai Wangshu

The shepherd's bell in the distance,

Shake off the light leaves.

Qiu Meng is light,

This is the gentle and elegant love of a shepherdess.

So my dream came quietly,

But it carries a heavy past.

Oh, now, I'm a little cold,

Some are cold, and some are melancholy.

(193 1 year 1 month)

Dai Wangshu with Frost Flower

September frost flowers,

Frost flowers in October,

The charming girl in the fog,

Drive to my temple.

Decorate with autumn leaves,

You decorated the monotonous death,

The charming girl in the fog,

Come and don't wear your plain flowers for me.

Do you still have tears of pearls?

The sun has not been rekindled.

I watched my temple fall apart,

So I welcome the autumn you decorated.

(19351October)

Du in autumn

Even the pigeon whistle makes a mature tone,

In the past, rainy and noisy summers.

Don't think about that severe and sultry exam any more.

Detail memory in dangerous swimming.

After breaking ground in the bud of spring,

Twisting and damage in bud growth,

These branches are also growing wildly in the hot sun.

I almost got lost on a rainy night.

Now, there is not a cloud in the plain sky.

The mountains and rivers are bright and clean, and the vision is exceptionally broad;

The season of wisdom and emotional maturity,

The river also seems to come from a deeper source.

Turbulence is fermented,

Brewing transparent wine in the valley;

What autumn is blowing? An intoxicating smell.

Autumn flowers and autumn leaves have been dyed deep.

Street trees also imply something red,

The wheels of the bicycle are shining with vitality;

The long arm of the tower crane points to the distance at high altitude.

Qiuyang scans the harvest information on it.

(1autumn of 979)

Li Ji of Jiangnan Grass

In the autumn when chrysanthemums are in full bloom,

It's my first time in Jiangnan.

Although I came in a hurry,