An ancient poem about red leaves in autumn is as follows:
1. Part One
"Mountain Journey" - Du Mu of the Tang Dynasty
Far up the Hanshan Mountains The stone path is sloping, and there are people living deep in the white clouds. Stop and sit in the maple forest at night, the leaves are as red as the flowers in February due to frost.
"The Man Who Thinks Far Away"——Yan Jidao, Song Dynasty
Autumn is late with red leaves and yellow flowers, and I miss travelers who have traveled thousands of miles. The flying clouds have passed, and I have no letter when I return home. Where can I send a letter? When the tears fall from the window, I spin the inkstone to grind the ink. Gradually I wrote goodbye. Deep in my feelings, the red paper was colorless.
"The Sky is Pure and the Sand is Autumn" - Yuan·Bai Pu
The setting sun in the isolated village is covered with light smoke, jackdaws in the old trees, and a little flying red shadow. Green mountains and green waters, white grass, red leaves and yellow flowers.
"Autumn Thoughts" - Bai Juyi of the Tang Dynasty
I have few dreams at night when I am sick, and I have many thoughts at the beginning of autumn when I am idle. Loneliness lingers after rain and clear weather, depression comes early and cold comes. Birds perch on the red-leafed trees, and the moon shines on the moss field. What's more, I'm middle-aged, thirty-two years old.
II. Part Two
"Nanxiangzi Village Dwelling in Autumn Twilight" - Nalan Xingde of the Qing Dynasty
Red leaves are all over the Hanxi River, all the way The empty mountain is filled with thousands of trees. Try going up to the small building and looking at it, high and low. A smoke cage spreads ten miles away. Barking dogs and crowing chickens, lights shining brightly on the way home. When I first drove through Hengshan, it was near and far, east and west. My home is alone in the cold forest.
"In the Mountain" - Wang Wei of the Tang Dynasty
White rocks emerge from Jingxi River, and the red leaves are sparse in the cold weather. There is no rain on the mountain road, the sky is green and people's clothes are wet.
"Red Leaves on the Shangyang" - Xu Ning of the Tang Dynasty
Three points in Luoxia are red leaves in autumn, and two points are translated as Shangyang Chou. Thousands of voices are heard on the ditch, and one piece of music flows out of the palace.
3. Part 3
"Dian Lips" - Wang Guowei of the Qing Dynasty
The earth is thick and the sky is high, and when you turn sideways, you feel like you are on the left side of your life. The small house is like a boat, and you can turn around. Talking about life, it took me only a moment to achieve this. The world is vast, the frost forest is sitting alone, and the red leaves are falling one after another.
"Qingjiang Yin·Autumn Huai"——Yuan·Zhang Kejiu
The west wind letter came home from thousands of miles away and asked me when I would return? Geese crow in the sky with red leaves, people are intoxicated in the field of yellow flowers, and banana rain sounds in autumn dreams.
"He Du Lu Shi Titled Red Leaves" - Bai Juyi of the Tang Dynasty
On the first day of October in Hanshan, the frost leaves are new for a while. It seems to be burning but not due to fire, like a flower not waiting for spring. There are rows of crimson tents, and red scarves are cut in disorder. When Xie Zhanyu looked at it, there were only two people in front of the wind.
"Sending Brothers" - Du Mu of the Tang Dynasty
The red leaves in Jiangcheng are gone, and the thought of traveling is even more desolate. The lonely dream's home is far away from the mountains, and the autumn nights are long when I sleep alone. Dao Cunkong relies on fate, but his body is humble and he has not returned home. I still shed tears when I look south, and there is a line of geese on the horizon.