Poetry describing the bright and distant world in autumn

The autumn wind starts, the vegetation turns yellow, the wild goose south belongs to the old vine, the small bridge flows, the silver candle Qiu Guang draws a cold screen, the small fan flutters against the fireflies, the autumn wind is bleak, and the red waves rush to shed three autumn leaves, which can open the flower window in February with the snow in Xiling, and the Soochow boat blends with the lakes, lakes and moons in Wan Li. There is no wind mirror on the pool surface, which has not been worn since ancient times, and it is sad and lonely. I said that autumn is better than spring and spring, and I love my house more or less. Triple Mao Changfeng and Wan Li sent autumn geese. When I faced them from this villa, I drank my wine and frost night and Jiang Feng picked up a fire and asked you about the untimely return date. It rains at night in the autumn pool, the autumn wind is bleak, the vegetation is exposed to frost, and the leaves are falling. I knew it was autumn, the graceful moon would surround a cold city, Pingchu was under Cangting, Jincheng was low in autumn grass, and the Yumen trees under the trees were all autumn. Autumn water has been flowing for a whole day in the white stone in the west of Beijing, and the cold red leaves make autumn sounds like thousands of bamboos, and the cold colors are Wuling pine, Jinjing and Wu Tong. The autumn leaves are yellow, the bead curtain does not roll, and the frosted wood falls south at night. In the rain, the wind is cold in the north, and the wind is cool in the Qingjiang River, and the orange pomelo is cold. The old Wu Tong fisherman's autumn is still normal. In the clear autumn, the swallows fly to the mountains and clear water, and the frost comes at night. Several trees are deep red and light yellow, Autumn is a good scenery in a year. You must remember that when it is orange, orange and green, the trees outside the forest are rustling. There is a sunset in the autumn mountains, and autumn sometimes flies alone. When the sunset is idle, the cold smoke is getting colder and the frost wind is getting tighter, and the river surface is cold. The afterglow is when the rainbow is broken and the rain is clear, and the autumn sky is clear. The mountains are dyed and the eyebrows are trimmed, and the new green wind will leave Xiao Xuan leafless. The caterpillar spits autumn silk and wipes Wei Yun, and the grass and green pool are all red.