Poems describing Guancheng

Qiu Si, a native of Luoyang, saw the autumn wind and wanted to find a writer to write a book. I can't tell you the fear in my hurry, but pedestrians come to Kaifeng to describe autumn poems: "An autumn evening on the mountain", Tang, standing in the autumn evening after the rain. 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. The Nightingale on an Autumn Night Tang Guipo was born with autumn dew, but she was too thin to change clothes. The long night is full of affectionate silver, guarding the empty room with fear and jealousy, and can't bear to sleep. In the middle of the night, a bright moon enveloped the capital in the Tang Dynasty. 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? "Qiu Deng Xuancheng Xie Tiao North Building" In the Tang Dynasty, Li Bai's Jiangcheng was picturesque, with beautiful mountains and clear waters and clear skies in Wan Li. 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? Night berth Jiande Jiangtang Meng Haoran When my boat was sailing in the fog, the days were getting shorter and the memories of the old days began. The vastness of the wilderness is deeper than trees, and the moon is very close to the moon. Autumn country-specific ones are among the white clouds in the northern peak of Jiao Ran, which is beautiful. 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. "Autumn Night" Tang Du Muyin painted a cold screen with a candle and a small fan flapping at fireflies. Day and night are as cool as water. Sit and watch the morning glory and Vega. Climbing the mountain, Tang Du Fu sobbed in a sharp wind from the wide sky, and the birds were flying home to the clear lakes and white beaches. 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. In the Mid-Autumn Moon in the Song Dynasty, Su Shi's twilight cloud overflowed, and silver and Han silently turned to the jade plate. If you don't meet a good night in this life, where will you see the bright moon next year? "Mid-Autumn Moon" Tang Bai Juyi is full of calendar, incredible, adding sorrow and hating 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. Words describing autumn: "Su Mu Zhe" Song Fan Zhongyan has blue sky, yellow leaves, autumn colors, cold smoke and green waves. The mountain reflects the setting sun and the sky meets the water, and the grass is ruthless, even outside the setting sun. Dark homesickness, chasing travel, every night unless, good dreams make people sleep. The bright moon tower is lonely, and the wine turns into sorrow and tears. "The Pride of Fisherman" Song Fan Zhongyan blocked a different scene, and Hengyang geese went without observing it. The four sides are connected with each other. Thousands of miles away, the long smoke closes. A glass of turbid wine is Wan Li's home, but Ran Yan hasn't come home yet. The pipe strength is covered with frost. People don't sleep, and the general has white hair and tears. Year: Tang Author: Li Qiao Works: Wind Content: Three autumn leaves can blossom in February. Scraping the river surface can set off several huge waves in thousands of feet, and blowing bamboo can make tens of thousands of poles tilt. Du Mu, who travels in the mountains, is far away from the cold mountains, and there are people in the depths of the white clouds. Stop and sit in the maple forest late, and the frost leaves are red in February flowers. The poem "Autumn Night on the River" describes autumn. Although Liu Dabai's homing bird has been hooked, it still returns with the sunset. Flap your wings and set the sunset on the river; Reed with white heads has also been made into beautiful moments. (1923) "White Dove" Hu looks pale and the sky is high and the clouds are light. What a late autumn weather! There is a flock of pigeons playing in the air. Look at them in twos and threes, circling back and forth, they are like meaning. -suddenly, they turned over, reflecting the sun, white against the sky, beautiful! (19 18) Autumn Morning says goodbye to you. On a starry night in first frost, I suffered from the pain that holy water is hard to wash. You stepped on my back. Welcome, Shu Dong, you are alive again! At this last moment, I opened my eyes, put my hands around the feet of the sun, watched the leaves tremble and dance, and listened to the sound of the city until I shed tears of joy! (1934) "Shanghai-Hangzhou Train" 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 pine, a clump of bamboo, a piece of red leaves: colorful fields, colorful autumn scenery, clear as a dream, vague, looming,-urge! Is it a wheel or time? Urging old Qiu, urging old age! (1928) "Whispering" Xu Zhimo's autumn rain is a first-class cold autumn pool, a gaunt autumn willow, a timid autumn branch, a yellow autumn leaf, listening to his kiss, whispering Sanqiu's feelings and love stories, and finally gently brushing him away in autumn eyes. 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. (1July 2, 9221day) Autumn Moon: Autumn Moon of Xu Zhimo! 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. (19221October 6) The reason why Xu Zhimo's Autumn Moon is like the moonlight tonight is because we are all looking up-look at it, a full charm rises from the dark cloud like a mob-and it is particularly 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 tombs scattered outside the city and inside the city, and it wants to see the old and new ghosts in the constant sound of birds singing. It also stands like us, with sparkling eyes and biting yin: silver lingering poetry is like 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! (1930 10) Qiu Meng Dai Wangshu's Shepherd's Bell shook 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. (193 1 year 1 month) Flowers in first frost Dai Wangshu Flowers in first frost in September, Flowers in first frost in October, Misty Girls Come to My Bones. Decorated with autumn leaves, you decorated a monotonous, foggy girl with your plain flowers for me. Do you still have tears of pearls? The sun no longer burns ashes. I watched my sideburns fall, so I ushered in the autumn decorated by you. (19351October) Du even sounded a mature tone in Autumn, and the rainy and noisy summer 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. (1Autumn of 979) Grass in the South of the Yangtze River In the autumn when Li Ji chrysanthemums were in full bloom, I first came to the south of the Yangtze River. Although I came in a hurry, I went again.