Welcome the early winter
I feel that I haven't tasted the scenery in late autumn.
Why are you in early winter?
Chrysanthemums are still in full bloom in late autumn.
The leaves in early winter are golden and red.
The north wind roared
Leaves are like dancing butterflies, dancing with the wind.
Fall on chrysanthemums, fall on holly trees
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It doesn't snow in early winter in eastern Henan, but it is always wrapped in lingering drizzle.
It's getting colder and colder.
Want to hide in a warm cabin
Make a pot of hot tea.
Keep warm, and the sun will fill the windows.
Look at the yellow chrysanthemums, the redder maple trees, and the autumn and winter scenery full of windows.
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Holding idle books, sitting under the window, let your thoughts dance.
Spring planting, summer sowing, autumn harvest and winter storage.
Life is like this. Four seasons.
Spring in childhood, summer in youth, autumn in middle age and winter in old age.
The hope of spring, the prosperity of summer and the richness of autumn.
Let me stay.
Can I stay in this colorful early winter?
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My spring has never been hoped for.
My summer has never flourished.
I never get anything in autumn.
I don't have a rich collection
My weak body
How to walk into the cold winter?
Modern Poetry 2 in Early Winter is a bit stiff and shy.
And live up to your mission.
You try to clean it.
Dust in the air
Try to bury the filth
Your innocence
A row of dazzling silver flowers decorated in the crown of the tree.
Those depressed plants
Vivid because of your existence.
Dense pine branches support it
Clouds of sugar.
Will breathe slightly sweet.
Enter the heart and spleen
You didn't stay long.
When the howling wind blows
Your beautiful image has quietly gone with the wind.
Leave only a few memories
Tell people
There you are. ......
Although you are a little stiff and shy, you live up to your mission. You try your best to clean the dust in the air and bury the filth in your innocence. You decorated the trees with silver flowers, and the gloomy canopy was vivid and dense because of your visit. Pine branches hold up clouds of sugar and send sweet breath into your heart and spleen. You didn't stay long. When the sun rises, your beautiful image has quietly died, leaving only some memories to tell people that you have been here. ......
Although a little stiff and shy.
And live up to your mission.
Try to remove dust from the air.
Try to bury the filth
Your innocence
Dazzling silver flowers dotted with trees.
Those sunken canopies
Vivid because of your existence.
Dense pine branches support it
Clouds of sugar.
Send a slightly sweet breath into the heart and spleen.
You didn't stay long.
When the sun rises in the sky
Your beautiful image has quietly left.
Leave only a few memories
Tell people
There you are. ......
Early winter modern poetry 3 early winter
It was cold in early winter and the courtyard was empty.
Crossing the river alone, thinking only about the snow and the maple.
Laugh in the peach blossom
The spring breeze is warm and the peach blossom is red.
I don't know where to look, I smiled and shook the flowers.
Deep feelings
Love deeply, Xiyang discourse song.
Plum blossoms flying in snow and laughing, hand in hand with flowers and harmony.
Freedom and happiness.
All the time is spent, and success or failure is not empty.
The five realms are thrown out, and everyone is happy.
Flowers bloom in autumn.
Gather and disperse bitterness in a hurry, and cry sadly.
I don't know when to tell you, the flowers will fall in autumn.
starry sky
Flowers sleep at night and the moon shines for a long time.
Turbid wine raises a glass and looks sad.
The world of mortals knows by breaking through the cocoon.
Going back to the sky, drizzling clothes.
Flowers fall silently, and the world of mortals breaks the cocoon.
Love remains the same.
The stars sink to the bottom of the sea, and the rain winds around the mountains.
Spring is still full, and magpies are still there.
Maple leaves in late autumn
Flowers flow with water, and green hills love old feelings.
The cuckoo watches the blue moon, and the maple leaves travel in late autumn.
be homesick
The fallen leaves are frosty all over the sky, and the songs are pale.
Tonight, tomorrow night, lead a drunken life and dream of death in my hometown.
make an appointment
Once in a century, life and death are two worlds.
Stand by the bridge hand in hand and bury Yutian.