Autumn orange garden scenery poem

Poetry about the orange orchard in autumn 1. Sentences describing the beautiful scenery of orange orchards in autumn

Sentences describing the beautiful scenery of orange orchards in autumn

In autumn, the orange orchard becomes another world. Oranges in Huang Chengcheng are waiting for people to pick one after another! When I picked an orange and smelled it, a faint fragrance floated into my nose. Peel off the oranges, and the thick fragrance comes to the nose. The pulp is full of water. Take a bite and it will be memorable!

From a distance, there are thousands of oranges on the hillside, and the trunks are vigorous and stand proudly against the rustling morning wind. Golden oranges are heavily covered with branches, like fireballs in the fog, and like naughty children pulling open green leaves, showing round little faces and nodding and smiling at you. Seen from a close distance, citrus is like an open umbrella, with thick trunk, dense leaves and lush trees. They are swaying gently in the morning breeze, as if they are lining up to welcome you.

2. Poems describing autumn reeds

Yugezi (Li Xun)

Chu Shanqing, Xiang Shuilu and the spring breeze are not enough. Grass and sand, flower clusters,

The fishing boat is singing.

The letter was floating and sinking, out of control, and was fished back into the bay by the moon. Wine is full of respect, clouds are full of houses,

There is no human honor or disgrace.

Spend the autumn, it is a rainy night, and Orange Island is picturesque. In the blue smoke, under the bright moon,

Let's go back to the starting point of the ship.

Water is home, tents are houses, and fish soup and rice are commonplace. A glass full of wine and a shelf full of books,

Don't worry about fame and fortune.

Willow weeping silk, flowers full of trees, warblers singing at dusk in spring. Canoeing from a deep pool,

Sing home slowly.

Don't hang on the ribbon any more, but also act, the lonely village refers to the clouds. Xiachangting near Shen Du,

Startled up a row of sand herons.

Jiuyi Mountain, Sanxiangshui and Lu Hua are in the autumn wind. Water, in the mountains and the moon,

A game of crossing clouds on the moon.

Drums and harps, ants and boats. Everything has no end,

Don't talk about waking up drunk.

3. Write an article about the orange garden

Autumn comes in full dress in people's expectation. In my hometown, autumn belongs to citrus. On that hillside, oranges are everywhere, which is simply an ocean of oranges.

I stood at the foot of the mountain, looking at the terraced orange garden, like a huge oil painting embedded in the mountain. Small lanterns are lit on the dark green picture, which adds vitality and charm to the picture.

Approaching the orange orchard, an autumn wind blew, and I saw green waves cascading and "lanterns" swaying gently. It seems that the child is lying in this big green cradle, enjoying his mother's lullaby. I seem to have turned into an orange doll, entered this charming cradle and enjoyed the caress of Mother Nature.

Walking into the orange orchard, I found that this is the world of oranges. The leafy citrus has produced countless lovely oranges. Some are light yellow, some are dark yellow, some are yellow and blue, and some are orange. Some shyly hide in the green leaves, some generously stand on the branches, some in pairs, some in groups, or upside down, or lying on their sides, or looking up, or sitting on the branches. It's really beautiful. When Miss Feng came, Chenpi's mother pressed her waist and nodded, as if boasting that she had so many lovely children. Naughty orange dolls are swinging leisurely on their mothers, as if to show off their mature style.

I shuttled through the orange forest and finally reached the top of the mountain. Oh, you can see more than this beautiful orange garden. In the distance, the "Hada" of Jiulong River bypasses the foot of the mountain. It photographed this orange orchard in autumn and wanted to report the good news of harvest to the world outside the mountain.

Ah! Orange orchard in autumn, charming orange orchard, orange orchard of hope.

4. Poems describing Daqi Mountain in autumn

There are beautiful mountains and rivers in the world, pushing Fuchun from ancient times to modern times. "(Yuan Huanzan)

(3) The ancients said: "Three rivers and mountains are as beautiful as Tonglu." The upper reaches are seven miles long, the water color is dyed, the mountains are cut, the peaks are tight and narrow, kites fly and fish jump, which is called "Fuchunjiang Little Three Gorges". From Diaoyutai in Yan Ziling to Narrow Creek, the river is wide, with green trees and fireworks on both sides, small bridges and flowing water, and villas dotted around, as well as Diaoyutai, Daqi Mountain and villas in Yan Ziling.

④ The scenery of Fuchun River is pleasant in all seasons, whether it is the bright spring when the sunrise makes the river brighter than the fire, the summer scenery when the green trees on both sides of the river fall, the autumn scenery that makes people want to board a boat, or the green jade flowing in a river and the red frost spots on both sides of the river, it has some intoxicating charm. Even if it is "magnificent mountains" or "fishing alone in the cold river"

⑤ In the Tang Dynasty, Wei Zhuang called the Fujiang River "Qiantang River Tonglu is the first, but the water is green."

⑥ Su Dongpo was also praised in the Song Dynasty: "Three Wus do all the water in Qian Shan, and Tonglu is still beautiful."

Looking around, Huang, one of the four great painters in Yuan Dynasty, lived in Fuchun and spent several years painting Fuchun.

(1) Zhu and his book Wu Jun Southern Dynasties Liang.

The wind and smoke are clean, and the Tianshan Mountains are colorful. Everything floats out of the stream. One hundred miles from Fuyang to Tonglu, there are strange mountains and different waters, chinese odyssey. The water is blue, and thousands of feet bottoms out. You can swim with fine fish and fine stones, and you can look straight. If fierce waves surge, cold trees will grow. On the negative side, they will compete with each other. Strive for higher heights, Qianfeng. Spring rock, crisp; Good birds sing to each other. They rhyme. Cicadas are endless, and apes are endless. People who fly kites against the sky look up at the peak and have a rest. Those who manage world affairs forget to turn their backs on the valley. Sparse lines reflect each other, and sometimes the sun shines.

With Uncle Zhu Yuansi (1) Wu Jun.

The wind and smoke are (2) clean (3), and the Tianshan Mountains are * * * colorful (4). From the flow (5), anything (6). From Fuyang to Tonglu, a hundred miles (7), strange mountains and different waters, chinese odyssey (8).

Water is (9) green and blue (10), reaching the bottom of a thousand feet. You swim in the fine stone (1 1), and you look straight (12). The rapids (13) are even arrows (14).

The high mountains near the shore are all cold trees (17), and the negative potentials compete with each other (18) and with each other (19), aiming at heights (20) and mountains will peak (2 1). Springs stimulate stones. Good birds sing (24) and they rhyme (25). Cicadas are endless (26) and apes are endless (27). People who fly kites in the sky (28) will be freed (29). Socio-economic affairs (30), peeping into the valley and forgetting the rebellion (3 1), crossing the canopy (32), still unconscious in broad daylight (33); Sparse bands cross each other (34), sometimes see the sun (35).

(1) and Zhu Shu, selected from Wenyi Bao (Zhonghua Book Company, 1982 edition), Volume 7. This article is a travel note written by the author to Zhu. One is a book with Zhu. Wu Jun (469-520), the word Uncle Hui. ...

(2) all: all, all.

(3) net: dissipate, disperse.

(4)*** Color: same color. * * *, the same.

(5) Drift with the current: (Ship) Drift with the current, rippling with the river.

(6) Anything: Let the ship go east and west according to its own wishes.

(7) From Fuyang to Tonglu: Fuyang and Tonglu in this sentence are both in Hangzhou, Fuyang is in the lower reaches of Fuchun River, and Tonglu is in the southwest and middle reaches of Fuyang. (Note: If the above is "drifting with the current", it should be "from Tonglu to Fuyang". The original text may be a clerical error by the author. ) to: to. X: Table approximate figures.

(8) uniqueness: uniqueness. Absolute: extreme.

(9) all: all, all.

(10) Light blue: the original "Piaobi" was changed to this. Other versions of turquoise.

(1 1) swimming fish and fine stones: swimming fish and fine stones.

(12) Look straight: If you keep looking, you can see clearly without any obstacles. Here, the river is described as very clear.

(13) Fast flowing water.

(14) Extraordinary arrows: that is, "more than arrows" and faster than arrows. Very: better than. In order to keep the number of words neat, the word "Yu" in the middle is omitted.

(15) If: It seems so.

(16) Ben: The verb is used as a noun, which means running a horse.

(17) cold tree: cold-resistant evergreen tree.

(18) negative potential struggle: rely on the (high-spirited) situation and strive for progress. Negative: dependence. Fight for. This sentence refers to "high mountains", not "cold trees", as can be seen from the following sentence "Thousand Peaks".

(19) Xuan Miao (m o): Bi Gao, Xuan Gao, Mi Mi O, Yuan Gao. This is used as a verb.

(20) pointing: straight up. Point: direction.

5. Autumn Harvest Poetry

1, Daohuaxiang says harvest, listen to frogs. -Xin Qiji's Broken Array in Southern Song Dynasty

Interpretation: In the fragrance of rice flowers, people talk about the harvest year, and there are waves of frogs in their ears, as if to say the harvest year.

2. I like watching thousands of waves in rice fields and heroes dying everywhere. -Mao Zedong's Seven Laws of Shaoshan

Interpretation: I like to see a lot of crops rolling like waves, and all the peasant heroes come back from work in the twilight.

3. Autumn wind rises in Bai Yunfei, plants and trees fall yellow, and geese return to the south. -Liu Han Che's autumn wind poem

Commentary: Autumn wind is blowing in Bai Yunfei. The grass and trees are yellow, and the geese return to the south. Beautiful orchids and fragrant chrysanthemums.

4, the autumn wind is bleak, the weather is cold, and the vegetation shakes the frost. -Three Kingdoms Wei Cao Pi Ge Yanxing

Interpretation: The autumn wind is bleak, the weather is cold, the vegetation withers, and the dew becomes frost. Swallows leave and swans fly south. I miss my lover who has traveled far away, and I am deeply saddened.

Autumn geese are escorted by Changfeng, and I treat them in this villa and drink my wine. -Tang Li Bai's Farewell to Minister Shu Yun at Xie Tiao Villa in Xuanzhou.

Interpretation: Wan Chuihong Yan returns to the south. Faced with this scene, they can climb the tall building and have a good drink.

6. In the autumn of August, the wind roared, and my Sanhe grass was rolled up. -Tang Du Fu's "The Hut Was Blown by Autumn Wind"

Commentary: In the late autumn of August, the wind roared, and the wind swept away several layers of thatch on my roof.

7, autumn wind, Dongting wave leaves. -Chu Ci of the Warring States Period Qu Yuan's "Nine Songs, Lady Xiang"

Interpretation: The cool autumn wind keeps blowing, the waves in Dongting Lake rise, and the leaves fall on the shore. Integrate feelings into the scene and dye feelings with the scene; Qiu Shui's swan song is known as the "ancestor of autumn".

8, sad autumn is also angry! Bleak, vegetation is declining, travel far, climb the mountain near the water and return. -Nine Arguments by Chu Song Yu in the Warring States Period

Interpretation: Sadness, the breath brought by autumn, bleak, grass, wood, shaking, falling, declining, mourning loneliness, as if in a long journey, climbing up and down, a year will pass.

9, Lu Ting leaves more, knowing that it is autumn. -Tao Jin Yuanming rewards Liu Chai Sang.

Interpretation: In the blink of an eye before I realized that autumn had come, there were many fallen leaves in the yard.

10, new autumn night, graceful and full moon. -Tao Jin Yuanming's "Fire in the Middle of June in the Year of Wushen"

Interpretation: Early autumn dusk, the scenery is far wide, and the high moon is round.

6. Poems about autumn red leaves

Parking LAM Raymond likes to sit up late.

Frosted leaves are redder than flowers in February.

Mountain travel Tang Du Mu, far cold mountain stone path oblique, people in. Stop and sit in the late maple forest, and the frost leaves are red in February. Red leaves stand proudly in the cold fog of first frost with the attitude of phoenix dance for nine days, showing the long passage of time, pursuing intoxicating hope and plain love, and looking for the enthusiasm and selfless detachment of life! It's the season of red leaves again. It's rare that we are all free this weekend, so we decided to see the red leaves. Others have all kinds of ambiguity. This time, it's just me and my lover. I'm really not used to going out in such a cold and cheerless way, and I feel a little lonely. The weeping willows are slender all the way, and the teenagers are graceful. The thick green that used to be like splashing ink has long lost its former appearance, and the golden floating objects are arbitrarily painted with autumn pictures. Driving into the deep mountains, after eighteen laps, the car shook badly, and each corner was more than 300 degrees. On one side of the road is a steep mountain, and on the other side is an abyss. People who haven't walked the mountain road dare not open their eyes. But the scenery is extremely beautiful. The mountains are winding and steep, and the thick green of the mountains has been combed by the autumn wind, and it is as light as brocade before my eyes. However, I don't know why I shouldn't be a carsick person today, but now I feel very uncomfortable and even carsick. I stopped at the roadside several times, and my lover said, "If you can't, go back." This can't be done. You can't go home disappointed! Transfer from: carefree life network () finally arrived at the scenic spot. I saw the clear and transparent water again. The water is not big, but it is clear and attractive. Under the clear water, the green water plants are floating and swaying slowly, which makes your spirit and thoughts involuntarily sink to the bottom of the water and sway among the water plants with the soothing soft waves. We were here this time last year. At that time, the road to the top of the mountain was not completely opened, so I only saw the scenery halfway up the mountain, but this clear water poured into my heart and haunted me for a whole year. Now, at this time, I stopped by the pool, and the fatigue and tiredness along the way had already been sent to the sky. So we walked up the stairs, and the road was covered with red leaves, which broadened our horizons. There seems to be a sound in front of us. Soon, we saw a couple about our age relaxing on the stone bar under the tree, so they were in front and we were wandering behind. A woman folds a red leaf from time to time and sets herself brilliantly in the landscape. Their gentle whispers and carefree feelings suddenly made me feel that our trip was so romantic. Over the years, I have been immersed in various affairs and family ties, and I have never cared so much about each other and myself. Today, the mountain breeze is blowing gently and the red leaves are dancing. Suddenly, like falling asleep, I said to my lover, "It's nice to have only the two of us today!" " . So we keep choosing scenic spots and arbitrarily fix ourselves with the scenery. At the mid-levels, where we went back last year, the couple couldn't hold on, but I was in high spirits and climbed higher and higher. The scenery in front of us is the first time we met. The dense primary secondary forest spread before our eyes, and thick leaves fell on every stone step, like the wings of a butterfly, gorgeous in silence. Finally reached the top of the mountain! When we panted over the last few steps and reached the top of the mountain-it was so open! This place deserves to be a red leaf resort. However, there is red everywhere, and clusters of trees and trees are blooming around like fire. There are several stone benches under the red leaf tree, and there is an oval stone carving in the middle-Hongyeping. Oh, this is Hongyeping! I looked around excitedly, surrounded by mountains, white clouds fluttering, and flowers swaying on the hillside next to Pingping. So I rushed to the hillside, carefully picked the mountain flowers, folded a red leaf at will, and matched it with some green grass at the foot of the leaves, so a large bouquet of flower arrangements was beautifully generated. So, against the background of flowers, we wandered in Pingping, leaving our whispers and beautiful images under the flaming trees, steep stones and colorful grass. At this time, we have long forgotten our age, like a child who has been separated from her mother for a long time, releasing the purest affection in her generous palm. Oh, I really want to lie down on the stone bench, completely put down this Shan Ye, let the warm sunshine gently bathe my dusty state of mind, let the mountain breeze weave an elegant cloak for me, watch the white clouds roll leisurely on my head, and let the insects call up my distant dreams that have already sunk in my heart. Oh, I'm drunk! Indulge in it, don't think about the world, don't think about returning home. ...

7. Autumn Poetry

Liu Dabai's homing bird on the Autumn Night River, though hooked, still carries the sunset home.

Flap your wings and set the sunset on the river; Reed with white heads has also been made into beautiful moments. "Autumn morning" is at stake. In first frost on a starry night, I had a hard time washing holy water. You stepped on my back. Welcome, Shu Dong, you're alive! At this last moment, I opened my eyes and hugged the cow? Leaves quiver, flowers dance, intoxicated by the sound of the city, until tears of joy fall! "Shanghai-Hangzhou car" Xu Zhimo is in a hurry! Come on, come on! A cigarette, a mountain, a few clouds, a piece of water, a bridge, a muffled sound, a piece of pine, a clump of bamboo, a piece of red leaves: colorful fields, colorful autumn scenery, clear and vague, like a dream,-urge! Is it a wheel or time? Urging old Qiu, urging old age! Whispering about Xu Zhimo's autumn rain in the first-class cold autumn pool, haggard autumn willows, timid autumn branches and yellow autumn leaves. Listening to his kiss, whispering Sanqiu's feelings and love stories, he will be gently brushed in the autumn halo of autumn eyes, which will be a semi-whirlpool.

Whispering of autumn rain, Sanqiu's love affair and the plot of love poems also fell into the autumn halo of autumn eyes, whirling and following the autumn flow. "Autumn Moon" Xu Zhimo Autumn Moon! Who can afford to scratch and crawl romantically with silver fingertips? I don't believe it, but look at the light waves of the sea, but I can't help crying with the touch of its jade fingers! That's it: boring clouds, the beauty of the autumn moon, cold eyes and cold clothes to attend this happy wedding and funeral.

Xu Zhimo's "Autumn Moon" is the same as moonlight, and it will be staged tonight, because we are all looking up-look at it, and a full charm rises from a cloud as black as a mob-especially bright and round. It spreads out on the road, it floats on the water, and it dips in the bottom like sad weeds; It lingers on the eaves of the ancient city, thousands of city bricks breathe in its glory, it caresses the ruins of the scattered tombs outside the city, and in the continuous sound of birds, it wants to see the old and new ghosts. It also stands like us, its eyes flashing and chewing the biting coolness: the lingering poetry of silver is like the star phosphorus on the water.

Listen to the songs of the four fields-eternal and humble harmony, sadness mixed with joy, hatred and love, darkness mixed with heat, in this quiet autumn night and the vastness of autumn fields, the greatness of "melting" unfolded the baby's smile in all tiny depths! "Qiu Meng" Dai Wangshu's sheep bell shakes off the light leaves. Qiu Meng is faint, which is the gentle and graceful love of shepherdess.

So my dream came quietly, but it carried a heavy past. Oh, now, I'm a little cold, a little cold and a little depressed.

Frost Flower Dai Wangshu Frost Flower in September, Frost Flower in October, Misty Girl, Come to my temples. Decorate you with autumn leaves, decorate charming girls with monotonous death and fog, and send me your plain flowers.

Do you still have tears of pearls? The sun has not been rekindled. I watched my sideburns fall, so I ushered in the autumn decorated by you.

"Autumn" Du even sounded like a mature pigeon whistle, and the noisy summer with showers has passed. No longer think about the severe and sultry test and the detailed memory of dangerous swimming.

After breaking ground in spring buds, twisting and injury in the growth of young buds, these branches are also crazy in the hot sun and almost lost their way in the rainy night. Now, the plain sky is cloudless, the mountains and rivers are clear and clean, and the vision is particularly broad; In the season of wisdom and emotional maturity, the river seems to come from a deeper source.

Turbulent airflow ferments in the valley to form transparent good wine; What autumn is blowing? The intoxicating fragrance has deeply dyed the autumn flowers and leaves. Street trees also imply something in red, and the wheels of bicycles are shining with vitality; The long arm of the tower crane points to the distance at high altitude, and Qiuyang scans the harvest information on it.

"Grass in the South of the Yangtze River" In the autumn when chrysanthemums are in full bloom in Li Ji, I first came to Jiangnan. Although I came in a hurry and went in a hurry, your beauty is beyond my imagination by a thousand times.

Looking at your beautiful city, the most beautiful pictures have lost their colors; Walking in the beautiful water town, even the eternal swan song is eclipsed. Your beauty makes me feel ashamed: I can't find a word to describe you in my vocabulary.

People say that "there is heaven in the world and Suzhou and Hangzhou in the world", and heaven is just an illusion that people weave according to your appearance. I know you can't show your magic in autumn. All I see is a grass among your thousands of miles of flowers.

But I'm going back. I'm going back with this blade of grass. I want to take this blade of grass to the desert. I want to take this blade of grass back to my hometown.

I want to plant it on the Gobi desert, and I want to say to my villagers, "Irrigation it with our sweat, and make our big Gobi look like Jiangnan!" " Qiu Ge-One: Autumn has come in Guo Xiaochuan, and geese have called; The sun under clear skies is redder and more charming! When the ears of grain are ripe, the cicadas disappear; Life on earth is sweeter and better! Coastal pine and cypress, wind and waves; Osmanthus fragrans in the south of the Yangtze River is full of fragrance. Good horses on the grassland have gained weight; Castle peak in the northeast, wearing a snow hat.

Oh, autumn, autumn water, autumn moon, these are all printed by our painstaking efforts! Ah, autumn flowers, autumn fruits and autumn red leaves have never soaked our sweat! The mountains of history are stacked on top of each other! We climbed hundreds of steps ten feet high. The journey of fighting is endless! We broke through a thousand hectares of barren sand and snow in Wan Li.

Looking back, I see: the foundation is solid, the ditch is deep and the west wind is strong. Excuse me: who doesn't touch the long counselor with their hands? Wildfire in the wind will never go out! There are many dangers, and there are also many brave people. A fishing boat braving the wind and waves is as light as a butterfly! How difficult it is, how bold it is.

I used to spend the night with the brigade, but now I sing "Iron is like a mighty pass". I went to Huang Yangjie with my comrades-in-arms, and the White Army died somewhere in the wilderness! Only the flowing water of the river is surging, and the red flag of fighting will never come! Only heroes' day.