Baidu, a modern poem describing scenery.

1, cool autumn, wet the scenery this morning.

Author: Shejiang Hongfan

Autumn is coming.

With harvest and joy.

You're gone

The eyes are moist and sad.

Tuoqiufeng

Wipe the sadness from your forehead.

Lost it in the garden.

A touch of vibrant green.

You follow the last light.

Near dawn

A cool autumn day

Wet the scenery this morning.

2, night dew

Author: Ma Xingfu

There is a bright moon in the night sky.

The forest is full of cicadas.

Go back to your hometown and don't care about the winding roads.

Not to mention the sickle hanging on the wall of the old house.

My wet feet harvested the autumn grass left by my father.

That's a spicy local accent.

The red lips of Fenglin hold up the nest.

The eyes of the pond suffocated the frog.

Cross the hometown river and don't care about the cool stone.

Not to mention the autumn tears in the eyes of fish.

My heartbeat has reached the crystal on the grass tip.

That is the light and shadow of the old house.

A canglang.

There are wild geese in the distance.

In my village, kang smoke has been soaked in autumn white.

Grasshoppers are eating the night dew hanging on the grass tips.

The moonlight played by erhu sends geese farther.

That is unforgettable homesickness.

3. Riverside scenery

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Walking on the plank road at sunset.

On the banks of the red leaves, the sound of the waves remains the same.

The wonderful feeling overflows at dusk.

Sparkling, water and sky are connected.

The passion of mother river thousands of miles away.

Rolling waves, ups and downs

The sunset is beautiful and colorful, and colorful chains are dancing.

A tide of despair, an avalanche

At the seaside, there are rows of tall buildings.

A prosperous city with rivers running through it.

I deeply understand the changes in my second hometown.

Listening to the sound of the waves, I miss the past

The wandering place of childhood is unforgettable.

Ragged and unkempt.

A bowl of leftovers, a beggar down and out.

Lying in the street at night, shivering.

The tempering of life, the baptism of the soul.

The integration of Jincheng led to a stormy life.

Love is in Jincheng, searching hard.

Regret in Jincheng, Juanjuan loves and hates.

Bow your head and sprinkle the river on your face.

Feel life, autumn water and tenderness

Thinking about the distance, drifting away.

Pale sorrow, the sunset is infinitely beautiful.

Step 4 drink

Author: Yan Hongfang

The sun was smiling just now.

A few autumn winds climbed the treetops.

Pick some yellow leaves with your own hands

unstable

I seem to have drunk hard liquor.

I haven't stood firm yet

Thunder rumbled.

Raindrops fall with the tide.

Darkness climbed onto the roof.

Ghostly attached to the window lattice

Peep at the gloomy face in the room.

Sadness was firmly imprinted on his forehead.

There was pity for the drunk in his eyes.

Wriggling lips, silent complaints

The smell of wine?

The fun of drinking?

The pain of drinking?

People in the Jianghu can't help themselves.

Autumn rain is wanton and crazy

Evening comes uninvited.

The tree outside the window hangs its head alone.

Hide one's worries quietly.

The bird's caution was buried in silence.

Eyes in the rain.

That drop fell in my mind.

The accumulated water splashed waves and ripples.

A distant mountain blocked by tall buildings.

Wandering vaguely in the smoke

It is raining. Reach out and pull down the dusk

It seems to hypnotize the sober soul.

Cover up the traces of happiness

A boulder squeezed the vein of the heart.

Unexplained heartache

Stupid words in my dreams.

Be at a loss (in the face of bad or unfortunate circumstances)

A black oiled paper umbrella

Personality publicity in the wind and rain

Umbrellas in the rain are colorful.

Render the coolness and thinness of autumn

Cold and lively.

Why bother?

Autumn rain washes dust.

Leave a bright one.

The heart sings love in drunkenness.

5. The most beautiful scenery

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The sound of traveling through time and space

Stay at the ends of the earth

Sometimes singing, sometimes whistling.

Bypass rivers and lakes

Sweep the earth, distant mountains.

Crossing mountains and heaven

Like a snake at the foot of Yuan Ye's shady mountain.

Very clear.

No matter spring, summer, autumn and winter, it still sticks there.

Waiting for hope and the future

How many bitterly cold summers have you experienced?

Unknown, unknown, dedicated there.

I've been looking forward to it for a long time.

Smile every day and enjoy life.

Show the charm of nature on the land of Yuan Ye

Share happiness with transportation.

Walk past, look up at the blue sky and white clouds, and share the joy of heaven with others.

Cross the horizon

Across the river north and south.

Connecting all corners of the country

Every day and every year carries hope and future.

Docking with the people's livelihood and tourism departments.

Spend year after year in the wind and rain.

Create the future for mankind with confidence

Create a historical miracle

Leave an eternal memory in people's sight.

Show your manners.

Year after year, day after day, cycle after cycle, day after day.

It has become a landscape in people's minds.

All over the country, cities and rural towns

Dotted with the bright future of the motherland

Roads, railways and bridges

The most beautiful scenery stays on earth.