Autumn is a sentimental season.
Throughout the ages, autumn has been wandering in the journey of wandering. Because of the cold and lonely full moon, the letters sent back by wanderers from home are a little more affectionate. Miss or be lonely.
I don't think people who haven't experienced the bleak autumn wind and autumn rain will understand the charm of autumn.
Autumn always makes people feel a lot. You see, Zhang Ji, a poet walking in Luoyang, can't wait to write a book as soon as he sees the autumn wind.
Wang Wei, who is alone in a foreign land, is a stranger. Every festive season, when I miss my family, I think that my brothers have climbed all over the ground and planted dogwood. Can his inner thoughts not be like floating clouds? Seeing the rain rising in the autumn pond, I didn't see Li Shangyin, a friend, still here. The Queen of Southern Tang Dynasty, who was stumped by the past, lamented that even the graceful poets struggling in the depths of lotus flowers were worried about the west wind, leaning against the West Building every night, looking forward to the swallows turning back and catching the full book from the clouds; And Du Mu, lying looking at the morning glory and the weaver girl, feels that the night is as cold as water ... Autumn always gives people endless loneliness and always draws sad homesickness symbols for this season.
Autumn is the frown of the daughter of Zhumen Courtyard. Behind the screen of the dynasty is a handmaiden's small fan, flying around fireflies. In the eyes of Sifu's woman, it is a hot letter wrapped in clothes. In the eyes of the generals who fought in the battlefield, it has become a sword against the enemy and an immortal ambition.
The battlefield is filled with smoke and dust, flying stones are wrapped around the border, and the Great Wall of Wan Li is full of fierce horses. Look, that''
So, the poet is still writing.
Drunk and not laughing on the battlefield, it has been fought several times since ancient times. Loyal soldiers still gnash their teeth. Listen, heroes are still shouting,' But make Longcheng fly, and don't teach Huma to climb mountains and mountains'. In autumn, it always gives people the fighting spirit of never breaking Loulan and never returning it, and always gives people a responsibility of attaching importance to the country.
In autumn, I am used to lying in a sad poem. Perhaps, most poets are worried about beauty, but life is so short that it is nothing more than a rainy day, singing a song about wine.
Perhaps, the crisp autumn season, full of thoughts, makes her look so sad; Perhaps, autumn should be sad, without too much explanation. However, in the reincarnation of the four seasons, whether it is sad or happy, the gardenia in front of the door is still in full bloom, the clouds on the horizon are still rolling and relaxing, and the place where the water meets the sky is still tidal. Since everything is not satisfactory, why do you have to scatter all the ashes all over the earth? Compared with those beautiful autumn worries, I think I prefer Liu Yuxi's autumn poems. I like the sentence "Autumn has been sad since ancient times, and I say autumn is not as good as spring". How optimistic and free-spirited it is to do as the Romans do!
On that day, when I first read Nalan Xingde's Mulan Ci, I asked, "What's wrong with drawing a fan in the autumn wind if life is just like the first time?" I still repeatedly think that people should be free and easy.
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