The night rain dripped on the plane leaves a little, and the autumn sound was hard to stop, hitting the banana, which made people worry constantly. In the middle of the night, I dreamed of returning to my hometown.
Old vines are faint crows, small bridges are flowing, and old roads are thin horses. _ _ _ _ Ma Zhiyuan's "Tianjingsha Qiu Si"
At dusk, a group of crows landed on an old tree with withered vines and made a piercing cry.
The empty mountains are bathed in a new rain, and feel the early autumn at night. Wang Wei's Autumn Night in the Deep Mountains
The empty mountain is bathed in a new rain, and the arrival of night makes people feel that it is early autumn.
Independent cold autumn, Xiangjiang North, Orange Island. _ _ _ _ Mao Zedong's "Qinyuanchun Changsha"
On a crisp autumn day in late autumn, I stood alone in Orange Island, watching the clear water of Xiangjiang River slowly flow northward.
Sunset and lonely Qi Fei, autumn waters and sky are the same color. _ _ _ _ Wang Bo's Preface to Wang Teng Pavilion
The sunset flies with the lonely geese, and the autumn water is even in the sky.
Autumn frost flies late, leaving dry lotus to listen to the rain. _ _ _ _ Li Shangyin's Love for Snail Pavilion, Message for Cui Zhou'
The crisp autumn clouds lasted for several days, and the frost season came late. Leave the withered lotus leaves on the ground and listen to the bleak rain in the middle of the night.
Mo Tao doesn't forget me, the curtain rolls west wind, and people are thinner than yellow flowers. _ _ _ _ Li Qingzhao's "Drunken Flower Shadows, Mist, Thick Clouds, Sorrow Forever"
Don't say clear autumn doesn't hurt people. The west wind rolls a bead curtain, and the people in the curtain are thinner than the yellow flowers.
Crows fell on the moon, crowed coldly, slept on maple trees, and slept in fishing lanes by the river. _ _ _ _ Zhang Ji's a night-mooring near maple bridge/Fengjiang Night Park
The moon sets, crows crow and the sky is cold. They sleep sadly on the maple trees and fishing fires by the river.
Stop and sit in the maple forest late, and the frost leaves are red in February flowers. _ _ _ _ Mutu's Mountain Road
I stopped the car because I like the late autumn scenery in Fenglin. Maple leaves dyed with autumn frost are more colorful than spring flowers in February.
Since ancient times, I feel sad and lonely every autumn. I think autumn is more than spring. _ _ _ _ Liu Yuxi's autumn poems
I feel sad and lonely every autumn since ancient times, but I think autumn is better than spring.