Wuyuan's autumn poems

Poems about basking in autumn 1. Sunbathing autumn poems

Excited (Part VI)

Lipper

There are many bones and grasses. The grass is deep and thin.

Farmers are no different. Lonely ears will be safe.

I'm always afraid that I'll seize the territory. Suddenly I will fly with Qiu Peng.

Birds are recommended to the ancestral temple. This is glorious for you.

Pastoral Miscellanies in Autumn (12)

Chengda Fan

Qi Juzhu drops red, and two flies correspond to each other. Worm silk is full of Huang Kui leaves, the evening breeze is high, and the flowers are quiet.

Zhumen is full of joy at night, but silent at night. Men can understand cows and women can knit. There is no need to cross the river.

The orange moth enters the chemical machine like a silkworm, and the cocoon hangs on the branch like hemp fiber. Suddenly, when it becomes Hua Die, its wings can learn to fly.

Look at the spider's low net, which stops the insect's flight for no reason. Dragonfly hung upside down and asked Shan Tong for help.

It is not easy to make a living, and it is colder to take shelter from the rain and wind.

Qiu Lai is afraid that the rain will fall and there will be no clouds in Jiazi. After the rice was harvested, it was sunny until the warehouse was ready.

The Mid-Autumn Festival panorama belongs to a diver, and Taihu Lake can be seen from the sky.

Newly-built fields are flat and muddy, and every family cultivates rice, while first frost is sunny. Laughter like thunder, flail bright all night.

When chartering a boat, it is full of goods and the particles are as white as pearls.

The house is full of millet bottles and poppies, and Tianjiao will be drunk for life. I wonder if the new drops are comparable? Buy silver carp and mash it carefully.

Fine pounded fish for sale, and the west wind blows four-faced bass. Cedar is crisp and greasy, except Songjiang.

The new frost declared the autumn deep, and the green forest was dyed into valerian forest. Only the orange garden has a different scenery, and there is gold among the green bushes.

2. Sentences describing sunbathing in autumn

The beautiful sentence of basking in autumn is as follows:

The autumn sunshine is warm and quiet, the autumn wind in Dongxiang is warm and gentle, and the blue sky and white clouds are elegant and melodious.

Autumn is coming, and chrysanthemums are in bloom. There are red, yellow, purple and white. How beautiful!

Autumn has come and the fruit is ripe. Pears are in Huang Chengcheng, apples are red and grapes are shining.

In the late autumn sky, clouds are floating slowly like knitting wool.

In autumn and October, the sparse leaves on the trees are as dry as dead leaves. Mother Earth's broad mind is like welcoming a child back from a hug. The fallen leaves returned to her arms and slept sweetly with the earth.

Autumn, beautiful season, harvest season, golden season, is as desirable as spring with flowers in full bloom, as enthusiastic as hot summer, and as charming as winter with snowflakes fluttering.

Autumn sunshine is warm and quiet, autumn breeze is warm and gentle, autumn blue sky and white clouds are elegant, and autumn fields are golden everywhere.

Autumn may be hidden in golden ears of rice, persimmons full of fire, or green vegetable fields.

Autumn, harvest season, golden season-as lovely as spring, as enthusiastic as summer, as charming as winter.

The autumn sunshine is warm and quiet, the autumn wind in Dongxiang is warm and gentle, and the blue sky and white clouds are elegant and melodious.

Huang Chengcheng's ears of rice are hung with heavy heads, cotton peaches are like small trees, and full of tidbits are like eggs. Ah, not rice fields, but an ocean of gold; Not a cotton field, but a world of silver.

The autumn wind is bleak, and the forest is dyed golden; Walking in this dense forest in the sun really has a unique flavor.

Although it has been autumn for a long time, the feeling of soaking in smelly sweat all day in the hot summer this year is unforgettable, and it seems that the afterglow of summer is still lingering.

In autumn, poplar leaves are yellow and hang on trees like yellow flowers; Falling in the air, like a yellow butterfly; It landed in the river beside the tree, like a golden boat.

In late autumn, the leaves turn yellow and fall to the ground like a yellow carpet, but the cockscomb can't bear to thank you. In the cold autumn, it is quite independent.

Thousands of trees have red leaves, and the deeper the autumn, the redder it is. From a distance, they are like rolling flames.

3. Wuyuan autumn poems describe autumn poems.

1, the ancient village of Wuyuan basks in autumn

Modern Luohu Bay

Huangling dwellings are patchwork, and the windows and bamboo poles compete with each other.

In autumn, the harvest in the field is sunny and colorful farming customs are panoramic.

The houses in Qiling are strewn at random, the bamboo poles outside the window are dazzling, the harvest in the autumn fields is coming, and colorful folk scenery is presented.

2. Title Zhu Fei Pond

Ju Hee Song

Half an acre of square pond opened, and the sky was overcast.

Ask where the canal is so clear, because there is running water at the source.

3, the fisherman's pride Tanabata beginning of autumn

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Take a leisurely look at the head of Qixi Lake. The wind and smoke look like autumn. No cloud screen monthly account. The sky is overflowing. The dragon is secretly crossing the galactic waves.

Twenty years ago today. Xuanchan Wuque is upstairs. Looking back at the west wind, I have not forgotten. Be chased to death. Everything in the world becomes melancholy.

Extended data

Sunbathing in autumn is a typical agricultural custom phenomenon with strong regional characteristics. Villagers living in mountainous areas have to use the front and back of houses and their own windowsills and roofs to dry or hang crops because of the complex terrain and little flat land in the village, which has evolved into a traditional agricultural custom phenomenon over time.

This special lifestyle and scene of villagers drying crops has gradually become the material pursued and created by painters and photographers, and created a poetic name "drying autumn".

reference data

Baidu encyclopedia-basking in autumn

4. Wuyuan autumn poems describe autumn poems.

1, Wuyuan ancient village basks in autumn, and modern Luoling dwellings in Luohu Bay are patchwork, with beautiful bamboo windows.

In autumn, the harvest in the field is sunny and colorful farming customs are panoramic. The houses in Qiling are strewn at random, the bamboo poles outside the window are dazzling, the harvest in the autumn fields is coming, and colorful folk scenery is presented.

2, the title Zhu half an acre square pool, a mirror zhidao open, white clouds in the sky * * *. Ask where the canal is so clear, because there is running water at the source.

3, the pride of the fisherman Tanabata beginning of autumn Guantanabata Lake leisurely overlooking. Return air smoke looks like autumn.

No cloud screen monthly account. The sky is overflowing.

The dragon is secretly crossing the galactic waves. Twenty years ago today.

Xuanchan Wu Daque is upstairs. Looking back at the west wind, I have not forgotten.

Be chased to death. Everything in the world becomes melancholy.

Expanding data in autumn is a typical agricultural custom phenomenon with strong regional characteristics. Villagers living in mountainous areas have to use the front and back of houses and their own windowsills and roofs to dry or hang crops because of the complex terrain and little flat land in the village, which has evolved into a traditional agricultural custom phenomenon over time.

This special lifestyle and scene of villagers drying crops has gradually become the material pursued and created by painters and photographers, and created a poetic name "drying autumn". Refer to Baidu Encyclopedia-Sun Autumn.

5. Ancient poems describing the sun

The red sunset is in the temple outside the temple, and the wind has not yet come, and the wind has already blown the buildings in Xianyang.

_ _ _ _ Xu Hun's "Xianyang East Building/Xianyang West Building Night View/West Gate" People say that the sunset is the end of the world, and you can't see your home far away. _ _ _ _ Li Gou's Homesickness is full of flowers and cigarettes, and the moon is very white, which makes people sad and sleepless.

_ _ _ _ Li Bai's "Sauvignon Blanc II" The desert is lonely and straight, and the long river sets the yen. _ _ _ _ Wang Wei's "Crossing the Kanto" was written at sunrise and stopped at sunset. The road is long and its Xiu Yuan is Xi.

_ _ _ _ Liu Yuxi's "Two Zhuzhi Ci Poems, the First Part" wins the day to find the fragrance of Surabaya, and the boundless scenery is new. _ _ _ _ Zhu's "Spring Day" is red at sunrise and blue in spring.

_ _ _ _ Bai Juyi's "Remembering Jiangnan" looks at the water flowing east and watching the sunset. _ _ _ _ Qian Fu's "Tomorrow Song" Rizhao incense burner gives birth to purple smoke, and the waterfall hangs far away from Qianchuan.

_ _ _ _ Li Bai's "Looking at Lushan Waterfall" is far away at dusk and cold. _ _ _ _ Liu Changqing's "Snow House Lotus Mountain Master" sunset, half river rustling, half river red.

_ _ _ _ Bai Juyi's "Mujiang Song" hoes at noon, and sweat drips down the soil. _ _ _ _ Li Shen's "Two Antiques/Two Farmers" But I looked at my hometown, and the twilight was getting thicker? The river is shrouded in mist, which brings people deep melancholy.

_ _ _ _ Yellow Crane Tower in Cui Hao/When I climb the Yellow Crane Tower, I will think of you in the clouds, so I will think of me in the sunset. _ _ _ _ Li Bai bid farewell to his friends, ... Night gave way to the ocean of the sun, and the old year melted in freshness.

_ _ _ _ Wang Wan's "The next berth on the North Fort Mountain" covers the day and the sea drains the golden river. _ _ _ _ Wang Zhihuan's "Stay at the Heron" often reminds me of the sunset in Xiting, intoxicated with it, and doesn't know the way home.

_ _ _ _ Li Qingzhao's "Dream, Always Remember the Sunset Red in the Pavilion" Thousands of miles away in Huang Yun, the north wind blows geese and snow in succession. _ _ _ _ Gao Shi's "Two Poems of Biedongda University" has a long shadow, and things have changed for several years.

_ _ _ _ Wang Bo's Preface to Wang Teng Pavilion is full of trees at noon every day, and I dream of a warbler. _ _ _ _ Su Shunqin's "Summer Meaning" is ringing in all directions, and it is a thousand miles long.

_ _ _ _ Fan Zhongyan's "The Fisherman is Proud of Qiu Si" See the smoke in the mountains and the sunset in the bamboo. _ _ _ _ Wu Jun's "Miscellaneous Poems in the Mountains" The sunset in the lonely village, the old tree in the west of Western jackdaw, the light smoke, the shadow flies a little.

_ _ _ _ Bai Pu's "Jing Tian Shaqiu" clouds cover the sun, and the wanderer ignores it. _ _ _ _ _ anonymous "Walking and Walking Again" The wind has lived in dust and fragrant flowers, and I am tired of combing my hair at night.

_ _ _ _ Li Qingzhao's Wuling Spring Festival Evening, a pure morning, near the old temple, Chu Yang points treetops. _ _ _ _ The Zen forest behind the broken mountain temple, the ruins on the old ferry, and the sunset glow in autumn flooded the mountain peaks.

_ _ _ _ Wang Wei's "Bound Home to Songshan Mountain" is about the end of youth, and the peach blossoms are raining red. _ _ _ _ Li He's "Into the Wine" Chang 'an sunshine is full of spring, and the poplar smoke is curled up.

_ _ _ _ Li Bai's "Yangchun Song" is buried, and the Japanese are thirsty for tea. _ _ _ _ Su Shi's "Huan Xi Sha Su Yi Jin Zao Hua" calls for the Xiangjiang River to be wide, and the bitter bamboo bushes are deep in the west.

_ _ _ _ Zheng Gu's "Partridge" clouds move to Gongshan Mountain, and the sun revolves around Longlin to know the holy face. _ _ _ _ Du Fu's Eight Poems of Autumn Prosperity has a sunset, two rows of new geese and a boat.

_ _ _ _ He Zhu's "Beautiful, Mix Jiang Shangdi Spend Autumn" is leisurely and leisurely, and it feels red. _ _ _ _ Cheng Hao's "Autumn" The sunset melts into gold, and the clouds merge. Where are people?

_ _ _ _ Li Qingzhao's "Forever Happiness, Sunset Melts Gold" has never been written, only dragonflies and butterflies are flying. _ _ _ _ Fan Chengda's "Four Seasons Pastoral Miscellaneous Fun, Part II" The sunset on the screen window is gradually dusk, and no one sees tears in the Golden Room.

_ _ _ _ Liu's "Spring Complaint" is ashamed to cover her sleeves in the sun, but she is too lazy to make up in spring. _ _ _ _ Yu's "Send Daughters to the Neighborhood/Send League Members to the Neighborhood" rolled east in the morning and fell west today.

_ _ _ _ Qian Fu's "Tomorrow Song" has spread to thousands of families, and new peaches are always replaced by old ones. _ _ _ _ Wang Anshi's "January Day" sunrise southeast corner, according to my Qin Lou.

_ _ _ _ Anonymous "Shang Mo Sang" At dusk, the east wind complains about birds, and the fallen flowers are still like falling from the building. _ _ _ _ Du Mu's "Golden Valley Garden" is clear in the sun, and the shadow is on the stone, but it does not move; _ _ _ _ Liu Zongyuan's "The Story of Little Stone Pond" is beautiful and beautiful.

_ _ _ _ Du Xunhe's "Spring Palace Complaint" Mangroves and green hills are dying, and the grass in the long suburbs is boundless. _ _ _ _ Ouyang Xiu's "Fengle Pavilion Youchun III" is full of grass and water, and the mountain is immersed in the sunset.

_ _ _ _ Lei Zhen's "Village Night" closes the window on a cold day, and the phoenix tree should hate the night frost. _ _ _ _ Li Qingzhao's "Partridge Days, Cold Days, Rustling on the Windows", the ancient city of Kuifu has an oblique sunset, and every time it relies on Beidou Wangjinghua.

_ _ _ _ There are more and more people in Du Fu's Eight Poems of Autumn Prosperity, and it is sunny today. _ _ _ _ Chun Qing by Li Qingzhao.

6. What ancient poems are there in autumn?

Poems describing autumn:

Tang Wang Wei in the autumn night in the mountains

The empty mountains are bathed in a new rain, and feel the early autumn at night. The bright moon shed clear light from the cracks and cleared the fountain on the rocks.

The bamboo forest is sonorous, the washerwoman returns, and the lotus leaves are swaying to get on the canoe. Spring spring might as well give it a rest, and the autumn sun can stay on the hills for a long time.

Autumn night Tang Wangwei

At the beginning of the month, the moon rises, the autumn tea is thin, and the thin silk gown does not change clothes.

The long night is full of affectionate silver, guarding the empty room with fear and jealousy, and can't bear to sleep.

Midnight Qiu Ge Tang Libai

There is moonlight in Chang 'an, and all the families in Yi Dao are there.

The autumn wind blew Yi Dao's voice, and every household remembered the people guarding the border.

When will the border war be settled and when will my husband end his expedition?

Qiudeng Xuancheng Xie Tiao North Building Tang Libai

In the picturesque river, the mountains and rivers are beautiful and the sky is clear. The rain caught the mirror and the rainbow fell on the double bridge.

Orange forest pomelo is set off in the cold smoke of kitchen smoke; Autumn is boundless, and the phoenix tree has become old. Besides me, who will think of the North Tower and welcome the autumn wind, Miss Xie?

"Jiande Night Sleeping" Tang Meng Haoran

Stop the boat in a foggy small state, when new worries come to the guest's heart. The vastness of the wilderness is deeper than trees, and the moon is very close to the moon.

On Zhang's Autumn Climbing to Country-specific Mountains.

Facing the white Yun Qi Fu Feifei on the mountain ridge, I can enjoy myself as a hermit. Now, when I climb this mountain to see you, my heart flies high with the geese.

Sadness is often the mood of dusk, and the mood is often the atmosphere of autumn. Tourists come to the village on the mountain, walk across the beach, sit at the ferry and have a rest.

The forest in the distance is like a shepherd's purse, overlooking the river bank like a crescent moon. I hope you will pick me up, bring a basket of wine and get drunk on the Double Ninth Festival.

Tang Du Mu in Autumn Night

In the autumn night, candlelight reflected the screen, and Fan slapped the fireflies with his hand.

Day and night are as cool as water. Sit and watch the morning glory and Vega.

Du Fu in Gordon Tang Dynasty

The wind is fast and high, the ape cries sadly, and the birds are circling in the white sand.

The endless trees are rustling leaves, and the Yangtze River is rolling unpredictably.

Li in the sad autumn scenery, a wanderer all the year round, lives alone on the high platform in today's illness.

After all the hardships and hatred, the white hair is full, and the wine glasses are damaged.

Zhong Qiu yue song sushi

The twilight clouds are cold, and the silver-haired people silently turn to the tracts.

If you don't meet a good night in this life, where will you see the bright moon next year?

Bai Juyi in Mid-Autumn Festival and Tang Dynasty

Wan Li's beauty is incredible, adding sorrow, benefiting and hating to travel around the world.

Who is stationed outside Gansu for a long time? Where is the new parting before the court?

After falling out of favor, Ji returned to the hospital that night, but when the veteran went upstairs.

According to how many people are heartbroken, Jade Rabbit and Silver Toad are far from knowing.

7. Poetry praising the autumn harvest

1, social day

Tang Dynasty: Wang Jia

Goose and lake, crops grow well, every household is full of pigs and chickens. It's getting late, the shadow of mulberry trees is getting longer and longer, the spring feast is gradually dispersed, and the drunkard goes home happily with the help of his family.

Translation:

The rice beam at the foot of Ehu Mountain is plump and the harvest is in sight. In the barn, the pig is fat and the chicken is strong, and the door is half open. As the sun sets, mulberry trees reflect long shadows. After the Spring Festival, every household helped the drunkard to return.

2. "Eight Poems in Autumn. The eighth "

Tang Dynasty: Du Fu

Kunwu's imperial house is winding, and the sub-grid is cloudy. The fragrant rice pecked at the parrot's grain, and the branches of the old phoenix perched in Wu Bi. Beauty meets Cui Chun and asks questions, while the fairy couple moves late in the same boat. The crayons used to dry up, and the white heads sang softly.

Translation:

From Chang 'an to Beilin, through Kunwu and Su Yu, Zige Peak shines on Zhong Nanshan. I miss the fragrant rice and Wu Bi all the way, attracting parrots and phoenixes in the harvest season ... When spring comes, graceful ladies will pick flowers and give them away, and their friends will still leave at dusk, unwilling to return.

In the past, I could use words to dig through the dark wells of the times and drink the sweetness of mountains and rivers. Now I can only surround the water source in my memory and touch its silent twilight.

3. "Walking in Xijiang Moonlight on Huangsha Road"

Song Dynasty: Xin Qiji

The moon on the horizon rose to the top of the tree, scaring away the magpies perched on the branches. The cool evening breeze seems to have spread to cicadas in the distance.

In the fragrance of rice and flowers, people talk about the harvest of a year, and frogs croak in their ears, as if in a bumper harvest year. In the old days, Maodian was near the forest, and the road turned to the stream bridge.

Translation:

The bright moon on the horizon rose to the treetops, scaring the magpies perched on the branches. The cool evening breeze seems to bring cicadas in the distance. In the fragrance of rice flowers, people are talking about the harvest year, and there are waves of frogs in their ears, as if talking about the harvest year.

There are faint clouds in the sky, twinkling stars are shining, and there is light rain in front of the mountain. Once upon a time, the familiar Maodian hut was still located in the Woods near the Earth Temple. When the mountain road turned, the once unforgettable creek bridge appeared in front of his eyes.

4. "Two poems for farmers. The first part "

Tang Dynasty: Li Shen

In spring, as long as you sow a seed, you can harvest a lot of food in autumn.

There is no waste of heaven and earth, and the toiling peasants are still starving to death.

Translation:

As long as a seed is sown in spring, a lot of food can be harvested in autumn. In all parts of the world, no field is uncultivated and uncultivated, and hard-working farmers will still starve to death.

5. Autumn

Five Dynasties: Li Xun

Spend the autumn, it is a rainy night, and Orange Island is picturesque. In blue smoke, under the bright moon, at the beginning of the boat. Water is home, tents are houses, and fish soup and rice are commonplace. A glass full of wine and a shelf full of books, regardless of fame and fortune.

Translation:

On the quiet night in Xiaoxiang, the autumn flowers are blown by the breeze, and the beauty of Orange Island is like a landscape painting on the screen. In the vast smoke and bright moonlight, I gathered my fishing line and rocked my boat home.

Green water is my home, awning is my home, and delicacies are not as good as brown rice, fish and shrimp for three meals a day. Facing that glass of wine and looking at that shelf full of poems and books, I am satisfied and don't have to worry about fame and fortune anymore.