Xu zhimo
Autumn moon!
Who can afford a silver fingertip?
Romantic scratch and climb!
No, but look at the light waves of the sea.
I can't help it
The touch of the jade finger,
I was 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.
2. "Shanghai-Hangzhou car"
Xu zhimo
Hurry! Come on, come on!
A cigarette, a mountain,
When is the cloud shadow,
A water, a bridge,
A deep voice,
A forest pine tree, a bunch of bamboo,
Red leaves in succession:
Colorful fields, colorful autumn scenery,
As clear, vague and hidden as a dream,-
Come on, come on! Is it a wheel or time?
Urging old Qiu, urging old age!
Step 3 "whisper"
Xu zhimo
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 glow of autumn eyes.
One and a half revolutions,
Follow the autumn stream.
Whispers of autumn rain,
Sanqiu's love story,
Love poem plot,
Also falls in the autumn halo of autumn eyes,
One and a half revolutions,
Follow the autumn stream.
4. "Write for Autumn"
It is silent.
Xinyueshe
The girl's bright eyes
drink
Exhausted in the world
On the full ears of grain
Dust-laden title page of time and space
In the petals of lotus in the pond
Floating from the rich songs of the season
A breeze
Jiali's voice
After the sky were to fall.
Love is everywhere.
Flowers and fruits sandwiched between branches
Converging temperature and enthusiasm.
Willows are weeping by the river.
Telling the lingering gratitude.
colchicine
The nectar of an artist
Long smoke flute
A thousand turns and a hundred turns
Smile hairpin
Touch a sincere and frank smile
Selected powder
Come to Shang Yun and help you make up.
Through the dust, into it.
A look back, a greeting.
Like dew that grass can't take away.
Pick up your mottled floating shadow
Wandering in my heart
Listen to the whispers of the wind and rain
The night is dim and people have no sleep.
Drunk for a thousand years
Betula shadows
Some things are known to all.
A pair of watery eyes
Pick a laurel tree
"The lotus is exposed, and the willow is sparse in the middle of the month."
Lin Qiu reflected the sunset, and the horizon was drunk.
Ina Hong Qing
Gentle and cool for a lifetime!
5. "This autumn, you are here! 》
Haruko wisteria
Maybe this is the climax of autumn.
Maple leaves are also red and lonely.
Set off the mountains with the warmest colors.
Walking on the ferry in winter
I am like a leaf in autumn.
The night frost is wet, whipping my persistence.
White fog dyed me green.
The years are chaotic, and the latitude and longitude are late autumn.
Amber asked the pony to go straight to the valley with a glass of liquor on all fours.
Full of red flags.
With the autumn wind vane swaying.
Clear water in the shade of wild flowers
Wash the floating bath of the world.
You came this autumn.
The amorous feelings of a mountain make you hug.
A hawthorn tree is hungry for food.
The sour time is reflected in tears.
A sparrow pecked the pomegranate.
Half of the red will be crystal clear, exposing the whole sky.
I put on that lace skirt.
Dancing with you in the eyes, drowning out the autumn sound
6. Autumn
Mulberry and elm trees
I've always liked autumn,
I like its gentleness,
I like its serenity and delicacy.
The autumn wind rises and the river ripples.
Yellow leaves, swaying one by one.
Autumn rain,
Colorful umbrellas make up a flowing ink painting.
The fields in the countryside are spectacular.
Pieces of corn stalks are dancing with long sleeves in the wind.
Celebrate this year's harvest.
Red apples are waiting on the branches,
The aunt who picked the fruit looked at the huge apple and smiled.
7. Autumn songs
Akiko Kiyoshi
Grab a cool hand from the pond.
Bring a mellow fragrance from the orchard
Autumn has come, singing golden songs.
Come to the city, come to the village.
There is no pride in spring breeze.
There is no sadness.
There is no enthusiasm like the scorching sun.
Not as cold as frost and snow.
You sing about the hardships and bitterness of a long journey.
But there is no disappointment and sadness.
You sing the joy and satisfaction of autumn harvest
But there is no conceit and arrogance.
Ah, facing the yellow flowers everywhere
Gui Xiang is full of gardens and autumn wind.
I want to sing with you.