Classical quotations from ancient poems and sentences in September

Poetry about September 1. What are the poems about September?

1, poor September third night, dew like a pearl like a bow. -Bai Juyi's "Mu Jiang Yin"

Interpretation: What makes people fondle admiringly is the moonlit night when dew drops on the third day of September. Dewdrops are like pearls, and crescent moons are like delicate bows.

2. Until September 8th in Qiu Lai, I will kill all the flowers after they open. -Huang Chao's "Chrysanthemum"

Interpretation: When the Double Ninth Festival comes in autumn and September, after the chrysanthemums bloom, other flowers will fade.

When you ask about the untimely return date, late rain will rise in the autumn pool. -Li Shangyin's Notes to Friends in the North on a Rainy Night

Interpretation: You asked me when I would go back. I haven't set a date yet. At the moment, evening rain is falling, and the autumn rain is full of Hechi.

4. The lake is in harmony with the autumn moon, and there is no wind mirror on the pool surface. -Liu Yuxi's "Looking at Dongting"

Interpretation: The clear water and the moon in Dongting Lake complement each other and are very harmonious. There is no wind on the surface of the pool, like a mirror without polishing.

5, 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 blows, the weather turns cool, the vegetation dries up, the yellow leaves are blown off by the cold wind, and the night dew condenses into frost due to the cold.

6, hibiscus is exposed, and the willow is sparse in the middle of the month. -Qiu Si, Xiao Yan

Interpretation: Xiang Lian withers in the cold dew, and thick green willows are sparse in the cold light of autumn moon.

7. Autumn leaves are yellow in Wu Tong, Jinjing, and the beaded curtain is not frosted at night. -Wang Changling's Five Poems of Long Letter and Autumn.

Interpretation: Autumn has come, and the plane leaves beside the golden well are all yellow. The bead curtain in front of my house has not been lifted yet, and the night is getting deeper and the frost is cold. It seems to be deeper and heavier. It is already late at night, and the environment is bleak.

8, Huang Yun yellow birds are tall, and trees are cold in autumn. -Du Fu's Late Autumn, Changsha Cai Wufeng gave a royal banquet to send Liu Yin to join the army and return to Fengzhou Province.

Commentary: In the autumn evening, there is a happy bird flying among the clouds that are coming to an end. When you see a Qiu Chan, it means that the cicada died in a tree. In winter in Hunan, it didn't snow and died, and the cicada was not covered by heavy snow, leaving the body outside.

9. The fisherman in Shinjuku is just so-so, and the swallow flies in the clear autumn. -Du Fu's Eight Poems of Autumn Prosperity

Interpretation: Hard-working fishermen drift with the tide on fishing boats for two consecutive nights, which makes people feel difficult to make a living; It's late autumn, and the swallow should have gone home long ago, but she refused to leave, as if laughing at me for not being able to go home, so she flew around on purpose.

10, every autumn has been sad and lonely since ancient times. I say autumn is better than spring. -Liu Yuxi's autumn poems

Interpretation: I feel sad and lonely every autumn since ancient times, but I think autumn is better than spring.

2. What poems describe September?

1. "Song of Mujiang" Tang Bai Juyi is covered with sunset, half river rustling, half river red.

Poor September E799Be5Bae78988E69D833133336563961The third night is like a real pearl and a bow. 2. "Recalling Chang 'an in September" Tang "Recalling Chang 'an". In September, he climbed to see Kunchi.

At the beginning of the garden, chrysanthemum dew, fragrant forest frost pear. I miss thousands of families more, and the anvil is uneven.

3. "Drinking alone on September 9" There are still some old bands in front of the green statue next to Tang Huanghua. On the ninth day of leap autumn, Dongli drank alone.

I haven't been drunk for 15 years since I fasted in September. 4. "Going to Xuanwu Mountain on the 9 th" Tang Shaoda really looked at the sky on September 9, and the autumn wind gave birth to autumn.

As soon as the cold geese went south and far away, tourists were surrounded by chrysanthemums several times. 5. "Nine Days Old Gengwu" Tang Qiji's autumn moss is as tender as blue, good news.

I stole September 9, counting from head to tail to 33. The clouds are half bright, and the chrysanthemums near Hechi are slightly warm.

Is your old friend here today? Hu Yanfeng flies south. 6. "Nine Days in Shu" Tang visited on September 9, and he took a farewell cup in the field.

Human feelings are tired and bitter in the south, and Hongyan is from the north. When the hat fell off, the wine rose.

7. "Sima Zhai" Tang Baiju is far away, and the yellow flowers are raining. Sorrow and sorrow, upstairs, September 9.

The rain is green and the frost garden has many red leaves. 8. "Autumn Poetry I" Liu Yuxi has been sad and lonely since ancient times. I say autumn is better than spring.

9. "Preface to Autumn Palace" Wang Bo Sunset and Lonely Qi Fei, autumn water * * * sky is the same color. 10. "Autumn Night" Du Muyin candle cold painting screen, light Luo small fan flapping fireflies.

1 1. "Ugly slave, the middle wall of Shuboshan Road" Xin Qiji wanted to say that he was still resting, but said that it was cold and autumn was crisp. The nicknames of September in the lunar calendar are: Juyue, January, Qingyue Girl, Odayue, Frost Moon, Dragon Moon, Late Autumn, Late Autumn, Residual Autumn, Su Qiu and so on.

According to the ancient Roman calendar, March is the first month and September is the seventh month. The name September comes from the Latin September, which means "seven".

When the Romans adopted julian calendar, they kept the original name for several months, and September became "September". At the beginning of the 9th century, Charlemagne, the emperor of Charlemagne Empire, a feudal empire in Western Europe, refused to accept the name of Rome, calling September "the harvest moon", which was later imitated by English.

Therefore, September has always been called "Harvest Month" in English, which means "Harvest Month".

3. Poems containing September

Wang Wei and his holiday in the mountains remind of his brothers in Shandong who are strangers and miss their relatives every holiday.

When I think of my brothers' bodies climbing high, I will feel a little regret for not being able to reach me. On September 9, 2009, I visited Shuzhong and sent a farewell dinner in a different place.

Human feelings are tired and bitter in the south, and Hongyan is from the north. On September 9, the Xuanwu Mountain Brigade looked at the mountains and rivers in Lu, and looked back at the affair on September 9.

In another country, drinking Jinhua wine, Wan Li shares the same sorrow with Hongyan. Sauvignon Blanc Tang Bai Juyi enjoys the west wind and the cold frost in September.

The autumn night is long and the soul rises for nine nights. In February, the east wind comes and the grass opens.

I miss you too late in spring, and my intestines are nine times a day. My concubine lives in the north of Luo Qiao and your husband lives in the south of Luo Qiao.

We met at the age of fifteen, and we are twenty-three this year. Like a radish, born by the pine tree.

The vine's short branches are bitter and tall, and its back cannot move. People say that people have a wish and it will come true.

Willing to be a distant beast, step by step. I would like to be an old tree in the mountains, with branches connected.

Bai Juyi, a suburb of Xunyang in Dashui Tang Dynasty, was one year old when the flood arrived. Halfway through Yan Lu, the city fell even more.

The vast sea is full of colors. It is even empty and green. The wind blows through Bai Bo, and the red waves are boiling every day.

Industry and commerce go to the house, and cattle and horses climb mountains to avoid it. When the tax rate is high, it is quite harmful to agriculture and mulberry.

Unique management spirit of servant boat and drum (wood world). I don't know about the disaster of ten thousand people, but I'm looking for a sharp knife.

I am helpless and will not succeed for a long time. After the frost in early September, the water dried up to the ground.

Bai Juyi in Mujiang sings Tang poetry, and the sunset is sprinkled in the water, half river is rustling and half river is red. On the third night of September, the dew is like a pearl and the moon is like a bow.

On the way home from the west in autumn, Bai Juyi worried about books and often slept less under the lamp. Homesickness comes early, before the cock crows.

In September, the vegetation falls and the mountains are more secluded. Autumn is cloudy and early dawn, and thousands of trees are gray.

I went to the east in autumn and started to turn to the west this autumn. A horse is thin and broken, and come to a family for two years.

When I recall my sadness, I have no money. Although the heart is not blue frost, it is not natural.

In autumn and summer, Bai Juyi in Tang Dynasty treated Nanwei with the wind of Xijiang River, and the summer heat was often more empty than autumn. It's coldest in Jiangzhou, and she has been wearing raw clothes since September.

On September 9, before drinking the bronze statue of Bai Juyi beside the yellow flower in the Tang Dynasty, there were some old bands. On the ninth day of leap autumn, Dongli drank alone.

I haven't been drunk for 15 years since I fasted in September. Li won the credentials of the Soviet Union on the Double Ninth Festival. What is Tang Bai Xingjian's intention to surrender? He was poor in early September.

Sanqiu Foreign Land Festival, an old friend's book. I have no love for wine, and I have more than enough thoughts.

Feeling lonely in time and space, I hesitate for nostalgia. Wild geese cross the flat sand, and the desert is empty.

Looking up to the south, covering tears for Pisces. The ice in the flame freezes in Tang Ben, and flowers bloom in September.

The mud cow growls at the water, and the wooden horse hisses at the wind. Song of the galloping horse river bid farewell to Feng Tang Cen Can, the general of the Western Expedition. Look at the galloping horse river in Xue Hai! And sand, from the desert, yellow flies to heaven.

On the night of the ninth month, there was a cold wind blowing in the wheel tower and the valley, and the valley was full of broken boulders like pecking rice, which went down and forward with the wind. Despite the dust, the Tatar horse fat, the west of the Jinshan Mountain, and the gathering of smoke and dust, Oh, general of China's army, start your campaign! .

Wear your armor all night and let your soldiers March with rumbling weapons! And the sharp tip of the wind cuts his face like a knife. The sweat of snow evaporates on horseback, freezing the pattern of five-flowered coins, your challenge from the camp, and the ink bottle from the ice.

It has cooled the heart of the barbarian leader, and you will no longer need a real battle! We are waiting for the news of victory in Xiguan! . Send Lu Zhuo, Tang Changjian, Dai Sheng, Lu Sheng, He Copan and many other talented people (performances).

The pine trees in Nanshan are too high to lift the disabled. Don't be on the lake in September, the north wind and the autumn rain are cold.

Sigh the lonely phoenix frequently, eat the golden post early. I'm worried that Tang Cui will be uprooted in September and grass will fly on three sides.

Dust horses change color, frost and snow swords make clothes. On a cloudy night, I am riding home by the book post.

Yin Qinfeng is upstairs, still waiting for Chunhui. The third of the three poems was sent in the Tang Dynasty, which was the late period of Du Fu's rich years, not the early years of Ganze.

Farming is full of autumn rain, and the millet has reflected the road. Spring seedlings will be delivered in September, with the same color.

Advise you to be a master, but you suddenly feel sad and haggard. When the time comes to show the strength of the materials, there will be no ugliness.

But the stunned Lupion forgot to fly to Cao Fang. In the rainy Tang Dynasty, Du Fu walked in the high clouds and flew in the rain.

Slipping between gurgling stones, gurgling loose and moving on. Yang Kang took advantage of the autumn heat, and all the valleys were abandoned.

God has virtue, and coke has business. The previous rain was painful, but today's rain is relaxed.

Never thunder, intercropping drums to increase gas. I heard a good voice in the middle of the night and expected the same.

The frost clears in September, as if seeing a dull ear. The suburbs are private and my garden is green.

Hate not to hold the urn, reduce the riverside fee. Night Rain Tang Du Mu On September 30th, the rain sounded like autumn.

* * * How many people in Baiye have no reason? A little cold dream, little sorrow. Whether you listen to fishing songs or not, you will get wet and go back to the boat.

In the autumn evening, guest curtains are sent in the forest. In August and September, when the Tang Dynasty was dry and depressed, the sand cicada Haiyan flew apart. Cups and jars don't taste the original wine, and the anvil pestle urges the clothes to be cooked first.

Spring washing jade rushes to the stone sinus, and oranges hang down and Zhu presses down. If you don't think about home and mountains, you will definitely win it back.

Goodbye, Jin San, Don. Someone lives at the source of Qinghe River and asked me to visit Liangyuan when crossing the river. With the Taoist scriptures in his hand, he finished writing his notes, but he knew what he was talking about.

Lumen looked at the autumn grass for ten years and was disappointed. Who can say that? Intimate friends are never easy to know. Mu Jun is very kind to you.

Mulberry leaves are rare in September, and there is no driving for thousands of miles. I love you, and I hope you will arrive first. I want a good morning paper today.

Last but not least, on September 8th, Don Juan Chao was in Qiu Lai. When I blossomed, all the flowers were killed. Blooming chrysanthemums are in full bloom, Chang 'an is fragrant, the city is bathed in the fragrance of chrysanthemums-Italy, and the land is like golden chrysanthemums.

On the road, Tang Yan flies south, and Qin Cheng turns back thousands of miles. I'm going to Zhou Xia in mid-September.

Ba Xing was a tutor in the Tang Dynasty for three years, and he didn't know how to cry. Has he ever seen the grass wither in September? In cold and hot weather, people think of the White Society, and the stars are remembering the Imperial City.

Su Qing's festival ended in Han, and Ge Xianghang crossed the river. Hometown flavor Shuo Shan Lin Guo Bie, north to jujube hanging Fan Haigu.

The name of Li Bai's master is Huai Su, and the cursive script is chinese odyssey. Mo Chi flew out of the North Grilled Fish and killed all Zhongshan rabbits with the pen tip.

It is cold in August and September, and the poems of drinkers are full of people. Ma Ma silk row box, Xuanzhou inkstone color light.

My teacher was drunk, so he leaned on the rope bed and swept thousands of sheets in a short while. Wind and rain shake the rustling, falling flowers and snow.

Stand up, don't stop by the wall. A row of numbers is as big as a bucket. Wandering is like smelling ghosts and gods, always seeing dragons and snakes go far away.

The left plate and the right plate are like surprises, and they seem to attack Chu Han. Every family in seven counties in Hunan has a barrier book.

Wang, named after several waves in ancient times. Zhang Dian died of old age, and I never forget what happened before.

Since ancient times, everything has been expensive, so why do you want to dance in Gong Sundaniang? In Nanshan Tanaka, Li He was in the Tang Dynasty, with crisp autumn air, white autumn wind and swimming in the pool.

The rocks on the moss mountain in Yungentai are cold, red, weeping and charming. In September, the rice fork is deserted, and the firefly flies at a low angle.

Stone veins and flowing springs drip sand, and ghost lights are picturesque. On September 9, Tang Lu Zhao Lin climbed Xuanwu Mountain and looked at the mountains and rivers. On September 9, he went home to see the wind and smoke.

In another country, drinking Jinhua wine, Wan Li shares the same sorrow with Hongyan. At the age of nine, Geng Wu became Tang Qiqi.

What are the ancient poems about September?

1, South Zhongxing written by Daocha Tang in September in the barren land; 2. An awe-inspiring Song of Sending Zhang from Denglanshan in Qiu Lai sent by Xianshan to Baiyun in September; 3. Nine written by Wangxiang Taitang in September; 4. Song of Sending Water to Dou Gradually Going to Beijing written by Zheng Hantang in September. 5. Not in September. Mulberry leaves were sparse in Tang Dynasty. Say goodbye to Jin San. 6. Stay in Qiu Lai in September. When the Xiangjiang River flooded in August and September, I stayed in Xiangjiang River. 8. Idle nights in early September, go to the fire pond and get drunk. 9. Wu Jun returned to Tang Bai Juyi twice in September. In the Tang Dynasty, leaves fall in September, Hu Ceng's Poems on Maling 1 1, Wandering and Stealing on September 9th, Tang Qiji's Wu Geng was nine years old 12, Autumn Wind at the Turn of September (two poems).

5. August and September Poetry (Poetry should include August and September)

In the autumn evening, guest curtains are sent in the forest. In August and September, when the Tang Dynasty was dry and depressed, the sand cicada Haiyan flew apart.

Cups and jars don't taste the original wine, and the anvil pestle urges the clothes to be cooked first. Spring washing jade rushes to the stone sinus, and oranges hang down and Zhu presses down.

If you don't think about home and mountains, you will definitely win it back. Tang Yan Zheng drums hate Taiwan's September frost in August, and Polygonum hydropiper flowers are red and reed yellow.

Under Shicheng, the waves are shaking and the clouds are in Xingziwan. It is amazing that the fisherman plays piccolo and loses the group to watch the sunset.

Hometown is also melancholy, not to mention the ship is not hometown? On September 9th, Tang visited in the middle of Shu and gave a farewell dinner in a different place. Human feelings are tired and bitter in the south, and Hongyan is from the north.

Bai Juyi in Mujiang River is covered by sunset, half river is rustling and half river is red. On the third night of September, the dew is like a pearl and the moon is like a bow.

In Qiu Lai, I will chant chrysanthemum to Huang Chao until September 8th, and I will kill the flowers after they bloom. Blooming chrysanthemums are in full bloom, Chang 'an is fragrant, the city is bathed in the fragrance of chrysanthemums-Italy, and the land is like golden chrysanthemums.

6. Poetry describing September

In the Southern Dynasties, Liang and Liu mixed the poem "Dressing", and the autumn wind was bleak, and the vegetation shook the frost. During the Three Kingdoms period, Wei's poem "Yan Ge Xing" was full of autumn wind, while in Dongting Lake, Dongting Lake was in the north of Hunan. Wave: The microwave is moving. Muye: Dead leaves. Nine Songs of Chu Ci in the Warring States Period. Thatched grass Describe the scene of Yuan Ye in late autumn: the strong wind blows down the thatch on the Yuan Ye, and the wild fire dries up the mulberry trees. Don Cen Can's "To the Girder, to the Lord of KuangCheng" painted a cold picture of a red candle in Qiu Guang, and threw a small fan at the firefly: a thin silk round fan. These two sentences describe the red candle emitting cold light in autumn night, and the girl chasing firefly mountain with exquisite round fan according to the picture. Don. The sunset is just cold smoke. Song Su Lin's Look at the Man's House at the End of Gushan Temple The sky is blue and dyed like the autumn color of a river. Song Zhou's "Wen Que West Five Mountains Guantao" is a sunset glow in the lonely village, and the old tree is lightly smoked in the west of Western jackdaw, and the sunset glow is a little bit of rain in Fei Ying. Western Western jackdaw: Crows returning to the forest in cold weather. Hong Fei: Wild Goose. Bai Yuan Pu.

7. Praise September Poetry

First, "Yan Ershou I" Wei and Jin Dynasties: Cao Pi's autumn wind is bleak, the weather is freezing, the grass and trees shake the frost, and Yan Ci belongs to Nanxiang.

I miss you and your guests. I feel heartbroken. I miss my hometown. Why did you send it to stay for a long time? I am alone in my room, afraid of forgetting my worries, and I don't feel tears on my clothes. Short songs cannot be long.

The bright moon shines on my bed, and it's still early for the stars to flow west. Cowherd and Weaver Girl look at each other from afar, and you are alone in the river beam.

The autumn wind is bleak, the weather is cold, the vegetation is withered, and the dew is frosty. Swallows leave and swans fly south.

I miss my lover who travels far away, and I am extremely sad inside. I miss my hometown when I think about it.

Why did you stay so long? I keep the boudoir alone, and miss the gentleman when I am sad. I can't forget it.

Unconsciously, tears fell and wet my clothes. I took the guqin and fiddled with the strings, but my heart was very sad.

The short song sang softly, as if it were still broken. The bright moonlight shines on my empty bed, the milky way flows west, and the sleepless night is long.

Cowherd and Weaver Girl, facing each other from a distance. What crime did you commit? It was blocked by Tianhe. Second, "Tianjingsha Qiu Si" Yuan Dynasty: Ma Zhiyuan withered vines and old trees faint, small bridges and flowing people, ancient roads and thin horses.

When the sun sets, heartbroken people are at the end of the world. At dusk, a group of crows landed on an old tree with withered vines and made a piercing cry.

Under the small bridge, the running water jingles, and the farmhouse next to the small bridge raises smoke. On the ancient road, a thin horse struggled against the west wind.

The sunset gradually lost its luster and set from the west. On a cold night, only lonely travelers wander in the distance.

Third, "Autumn Night" Tang Dynasty: Du Mu silver candle Qiu Guang painted a cold screen, and a small fan danced to the firefly. The stone steps at night are as cold as cold water, sitting and staring at the cowherd and the weaver girl.

(the first work of the Japanese order: Tianjie; Lying and watching: sitting and watching) On autumn night, candlelight reflects the painting screen, holding a small fan in hand and flapping fireflies. The stone steps at night are as cold as cold water, sitting in the bedroom staring at the cowherd and the weaver girl.

Fourth, "Looking at the House at the End of Gushan Temple" Song Dynasty: Lin Bu was frightened and worried about the fence, and Gushan Tower was behind the pavilion. The gloomy painting axis Lin Temple is littered with chess shuttlecocks.

Autumn sometimes flies alone, and the sunset is just cold smoke. Stay up late and love my family more, just wait and see the snowy day again.

At dusk, where is the railing, and my thoughts are so boundless? In the secluded monk's room on the west side of the pavilion behind the Gushan Tower. From a distance, dense forests and shady temples are as dim as a faded ancient painting; However, patches of rice fields are floating on the water sporadically, as if they were cut down by Fang Gezi on the chessboard.

Autumn is pale, everything is bleak, only returning birds pass by occasionally; The setting sun is quiet and hazy, but cold smoke is rising. I love it even more, because it is close to my road house.

When the snow falls, I will start all over again and enjoy the scenery wrapped in white. Five, "Wen Que Creek Five Mountains View Peach" Song Dynasty: Zhou Mi Tianshui Bi, autumn color dyed a river.

The dragon in Aodai Snow Mountain stung, and the wind soon blew to the sea. Counting the little lights, the sky is red and wet. Bai Niao has a straight sail and listens to the night flute across the river.

Sky blue and clear water, dyed into a clear autumn scenery. The tide of the river is like a snowy mountain carried by a turtle, or like a sleeping dragon waking from a dream, and the wind lifts the sea like a erected wall. Some green hills in the distance are like a bun on a beauty's head, filled with fog and green.

The faint Xia Hong is like a newly woven tulle, with a surging tide splashing wet. On the horizon, Bai Niao sails and sails, and at night, melodious flute sounds come from the other side of the river.

8. Ancient poems about September

1, vacationing in the mountains reminds me of my brothers in Shandong, Wang Wei of the Tang Dynasty.

I am a lonely stranger in a strange land, and I miss my family more often during the holidays. When I think of my brothers' bodies climbing high, I will feel a little regret for not being able to reach me.

A person can't reunite with his family when he is far away from home, and he misses his distant relatives every Double Ninth Festival. Far away, I feel sorry for myself when I think of my brothers climbing high with dogwood.

2, "September 10th" is Tang Libai.

I just boarded the Longshan banquet yesterday and raised my glass here today. Why did Chrysanthemum suffer so much, and suffered the double ninth festival?

I just boarded a banquet in Longshan yesterday and raised my glass here today. Why did chrysanthemum suffer so much and be picked by two Chongyang?

3, "Yu Chang 'an returned to Yangzhou on September 9th to visit Weishan Pavilion".

My heart went south, but my body came back from north to south in autumn. How many more chrysanthemums have been planted under the fence in my hometown today?

My heart is chasing the clouds going south, but my body returns with the geese flying back from north to south in autumn. How many chrysanthemums were planted under the fence in my hometown today?

4,' September 9th Fairy Mountain School Zhang Zirong' Tang Meng Haoran.

Facing the white Yun Qi Fu Feifei on the mountain ridge, I can enjoy myself as a hermit. I tried to climb the mountain and look ahead, and this mood disappeared with the departure of the swan song.

Facing the ups and downs of white clouds on the northern mountain ridge, I, a hermit, can feel the joy myself. I tried to climb the mountain for the distant view, and my mood had already flown away with Hongyan.

Fifth,' Nine Days in Shu' Wang Tangbo

On September 9, at Wangxiangtai, he sat in a farewell cup. Human feelings are tired and bitter in the south, and Hongyan is from the north.

Double Ninth Festival, climb high and look back at your hometown. When I am in a foreign land, I am particularly worried about setting the table to bid farewell to my friends and raising a glass. I'm tired of all kinds of sadness in the south. I don't think I can go back to the north. Why does Hongyan come from the north?

9. Sentences describing September

Beautiful sentences describing September

1, September fruity, September chrysanthemum yellow, but you and I still smell the fragrance of March peaches and plums; Autumn is crisp, osmanthus is flying, and you and I seem to see the future full of hope.

2, September, with the introverted and dignified autumn, September, with the maturity and yearning of autumn.

3. Flowers fall in the south of the Yangtze River in September, and hibiscus turns in Zhongzhou. Beauty smiles across the water, but the sunset is still sad. Dew washes the jade plate, the golden palace is cold, and the wind blows with the golden city and autumn. It's useless to look at it. There is also a pond.

4. Autumn in September is the harvest season; Look at the red sorghum, look at the curved rice;

5, the sky in September, white clouds floating in the blue sky;

6. In the night sky in September, the stars are twinkling at me.

7. As soon as September arrives, there will be autumn, which will slip away in the foggy dawn and disappear in the hot afternoon. It tiptoed through the top of the tree, dyed some leaves red, and then flew over the valley in droves and left.

8. Walking in the moonlight in September, the dream is like Cai Feng with wings, taking off from the window of the soul and worshiping the graceful Yuyu Qionglou.

9. Harvest and sowing will be divided into September. With a flick of the sword of the autumnal equinox, autumn grain will fall in succession. Farmers put their seeds and sweat into the accounts of the autumnal equinox, waiting for the rolling wheat waves last year to ask for rich interest. 10, September, through all the remaining temperatures in summer. Carve a misty flower on the window sill, and leave something in my heart. Let the memory pass at the tip of the pen.

1 1, in September, memories began to decorate some people's stories with fallen leaves, under those blue sky.

12, September, when the frost is cold and dew is cold, the yellow leaves condense into frost. September is golden, and a piece of golden color catches people's eyes. Even the clear stream at the end of dusk reflects gold.

13, the dusk in September is still so beautiful, with a touch of melancholy.

14, the countryside in September is a melting pot for forging will.

15 and September are both the beginning and end.

16. Time pursues the ultimate destination of the soul and the support of fear. In September, I have no wine, I make up for eternity and eternity.

17, the countryside in September, is a movement played by farmers.

18, September, is a pair of gentle eyes, giving endless love to affectionate people in the world.

19. Harvest and sowing will be divided into September. With a flick of the sword of the autumnal equinox, autumn grain will fall in succession. Farmers put their seeds and sweat into the accounts of the autumnal equinox, waiting for the rolling wheat waves last year to ask for rich interest.

September 20th. Over half. Please give me a quiet time. Continue my dream, expectation, waiting, and my future.

2 1, suddenly found that there was no cicada singing, suddenly found that there was no endless heat, as if for a second, Wuhan entered a gentle autumn. Although there are no chrysanthemums everywhere, and I haven't had time to go to Liangzi Lake to taste crabs, the cool wind blowing in the curtains is blowing a leisurely song in the oblique wind and drizzle.

22. When September comes, there will be autumn, which will slip away in the foggy dawn and disappear in the hot afternoon. It tiptoed through the top of the tree, dyed some leaves red, and then flew over the valley in droves and left.

In the countryside in September, there was no strong wind, but there was occasional wind. It passed through the abandoned corn forest and collided with withered corn stalks and yellow corn leaves, making a slight rustling sound, like a naughty child hiding there, crawling forward and accidentally touching the leaves, some annoyed and some happy.

24. The sky is so high in September. The breeze is cool, high and broad. The sun can't pass the season, so it's time to cool down. Although it is still big red, it can only be placed, and Xia Naive has no prestige.

25. The sky in September is exceptionally high; The weather in September is exceptionally cool; The wind in September is particularly soft, and the land in September is still green, spreading wildly to the far end. September, without the heat of July and August, without the biting of winter, is gentle and peaceful, quiet and serene. September is really good!

26. In September, Wan Li was sunny and warm, half covered and half covered. In September, it was rainy and freezing, and the floor was paved in the second half. What is autumn like in October? This reminds me of the phrase "golden autumn in October". When it is too cold, autumn has entered late autumn.