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What are the poems about Ye?

1. What is the poem that begins with Ye Zi? 1, there are one or two orioles at the bottom of leaves, and the long sheep are light. -"Spring scenery" by Song Yan Shu.

The song of the oriole haunts the branches and leaves, only watching the catkins flying.

2, Chuyang dry night rain leaves, water clear round, one by one wind load. -Song Zhou Bangyan's "Su Mu Liao Chenxiang"

The first ray of sunshine on the lotus leaf dried up the rain last night. The lotus on the water was clean and round, and every lotus leaf stood on the water.

3, watching the traffic, there are two birds, named Yuanyang, looking at each other for five nights. -Han Anonymous "Peacock flies southeast/ancient poetry is written by his wife"

All kinds of leaves are connected, and there is a pair of two birds in the middle. The name of this bird is Yuanyang. They held their heads up and sang to each other until the fifth watch every night.

4. The leaves sound like rain, and the moonlight is Bai Rushuang. -Tang Bai Juyi's Autumn Night

When the night wind blows, the leaves are like rain, and the bright moonlight is like frost all over the earth.

5, the leaves are dense, and the clothes are dry and the pillows are clear. -Tang Du Fu's "Two Water Threads"

Flowers and leaves were wet by the rain, the Woods were full of puddles, and my clothes and pillows were dry.

2. What are the poems about leaves? 1. "Fallen leaves" Sui Kong Shaoan started to fall leaves in early autumn and fell like a guest.

If you don't want to go down, cherish the old forest. Interpretation: Autumn comes early and leaves fall, which is frightening; The feeling of dying is like the experience of this distant guest.

Leaves flying around, as if unwilling to fall to the ground; Still saying I can't bear to leave this forest. 2, "He Du Lu Hong Ye" Tang Baijuyi Hanshan October Dan, the frost leaves are new for a while.

It seems that the fire can't burn out, and flowers don't wait for spring. Even rows of crimson accounts, throwing red scarves around.

There are only two people before the wind. Commentary: One morning in October of the lunar calendar, the leaves on Hanshan Mountain suddenly changed in autumn after frosting.

The red leaves all over the mountain are as red as burning flames, but they are not so red because of fire; Like blooming flowers, they are red, but they won't wait until spring. Rows of trees, like rows of crimson curtains; The messy leaves, like cut red headscarves, floated one by one.

There are only two people in front of the wind, which means that only Du Mu and I can stop the bamboo sedan chair and enjoy the beautiful autumn leaves. 3, "Mountain Walk" Tang Baiju Yiyuan Hanshan Stone Path, people are there.

Stop and sit in the maple forest late, and the frost leaves are red in February flowers. Interpretation: A winding path winds to the top of the mountain, where there are several white clouds floating.

Stop and enjoy the scenery of this maple forest. The fiery maple leaves are redder than the flowers in February in Jiangnan. 4, "In the Mountain" Tang Wangwei Jingxi Baishi, the red leaves are thin and cold.

There is no rain on the winding mountain road, the smoke is misty in the dense pine trees, and the water vapor is heavy, as if to flow, and then the clothes of passers-by. Interpretation: The west of Beijing gurgles through the white stone, the weather gets cold and the red leaves are sparse.

There is no rain on the winding mountain road, but the green hills are thick in color and seem to wet people's clothes. 5. "Poem for a Taoist in Chuanjiao Mountain" Tang Wei Wu Ying My office became cold today, and I suddenly remembered my mountain friend.

You must collect firewood at Jiandi and cook some poor food when you come back. I want to see you with a bottle of wine, so that you can get some comfort at night.

But autumn leaves are full of empty mountains. Where can you find your footprints? Interpretation: It's very cold in the county today, and I suddenly think of people living in seclusion in the mountains.

Be sure to burn firewood at the bottom of the ravine and cook something bitter when you come back. I want to take a bottle of wine to see you, so that you can get some comfort in the stormy night.

But autumn leaves fall all over the empty mountains, where can I find your footprints? The idiom about leaves is 1. The roots are deep and leafy [[gēn shēn yè mào] o]. Explanation: gorgeous. Only when the roots are deep will the leaves flourish.

Metaphor has a solid foundation and will flourish. 2. Seeking branches and picking leaves [xú n zh and zh ā i yè] Interpretation: It is a metaphor for pursuing secondary and non-fundamental things.

3. Deciduous leaves return to their roots [luò yè guē gē n] Explanation: The fallen dead leaves fall on the roots. Metaphor things have a certain destination.

People who live in other places will eventually return to their hometown. 4, golden branches and jade leaves [jρnzhρyè] explanation: the original description of flowers and trees.

Refers to the only son of the royal family. Now it is also a metaphor for people of noble or exquisite birth.

5, litter [kzh bàI yè] explanation: defeat: decline. Dry branches, rotten flowers and leaves.

Describe desolation and destruction.

3. What are the poems about "leaves"? 1. Youth Travel after Double Ninth Festival

Song Dynasty: Yan Shu

After the Double Ninth Festival, the west wind gradually tightened and leaves fell in the courtyard. Zhu Lan is the dawn, and Furong is enchanting, fighting for Fang Xin.

Before and after first frost, the moon was red and pale, and it was bright and rejuvenated. Don't divide Joan calyx equally. Give it to the right person.

2. "Playing with the new court tree, because of chanting Buddha"

Tang Dynasty: Bai Juyi

At the beginning of April, the new leaves became cloudy. Shake the beautiful scenery and build a deep courtyard.

There are people who have nothing to do, but I'm looking here. You can only play with things at that time, but you can also open your eyes.

Talk to a Taoist or listen to a poet. Spring is full of fragrance, and nightingales abound.

I live a leisurely life, so I forget the worldly thoughts. People who know the truth before they know it are not necessarily in the mountains.

3. "Two Poems by Qiu Si"

Tang Dynasty: Wang Ya

The cool breeze in Jingxuan blows light clothes, but listening to jade leaks longer at night.

On the moon, the sky turns wet and the autumn leaves fly frequently.

Gong Liantai's liquid sees blue waves, and the summer heat dissipates slightly in autumn.

At the end of the night, the breeze rises and the dew turns over the pool.

4. "Hurting Autumn with Yi Li"

Tang Dynasty: Lu Lun

At the age of 20, my head was white and Qiu Lai's leaves were yellow.

Scratching my head at the yellow leaves, I am sad with you.

5. "Send a friend on Autumn Night"

Tang Dynasty: Jia Dao

It is rare to close the river at dusk and the frost leaves are low.

Far away from the horizon, hanging outside the ground, the peak of the cold day.

Aspiring to vanish, there is no model of time.

The oral part of the library has lived for ten years.

6. Cold nights in the courtyard

Tang Dynasty: Bai Juyi

The dew is like jade, and the wind is like waves.

Sitting in sorrow and falling leaves, the atrium is full of bright moon.

4. What poems describe leaves?

The wind blows a leaf and everything is in shock.

Crying alone in a foreign land, worrying about guests every year.

Don't leave where? When will it stop?

It is better to flow and be free.

Luoyekong Shaoan

Leaves fall in early autumn, such as guests.

If you don't want to go down, cherish the old forest.

Like Du's topic, Hongye Bai Juyi.

In October, the frost leaves are new.

It seems that the fire can't burn out, and flowers don't wait for spring.

Even rows of crimson accounts, throwing red scarves around.

There are only two people before the wind.

A leaf fell on Bai Juyi.

The summer heat has not subsided, and the cool and soaring diving has begun.

Cold and warm and ups and downs are the same.

Under the rustling Lin Qiu, a leaf was suddenly appointed.

Don't say anything, shake it down, shake it down from here.

Bai Juyi who was drunk on Hongye.

Qiu Shu, who lives in the breeze, has been drinking for many years.

Drunk as frost leaves, although red is not spring.

Cold soaking du fu with Sophora japonica leaves

The green Sophora leaves are picked and paid to China's kitchen. The new noodles are close to the market, and the juice is mixed with me.

If it is overcooked, there will be no trouble with adding vegetables. Everything is fresh, and fragrant rice is a bud.

Teeth are colder than snow, so people are advised to throw this pearl away. I want to take the money to Tu Su.

The road is far-sighted and afraid of mud, and the prosperity will not change. Qin's offerings are small, and the recommendation of algae is only a small area.

Wan Li Lu Han Temple, ice jade pot. It's time for the king to enjoy a cool night.

Look at the cold dew on the leaves of the phoenix tree on a moonlit night.

On Xiao Shutong's leaves, the moon is full of dew. The water drops are clear and full of light, bright and cold.

The wind shakes the jade, and the branches move the beads. The wind is cold and it seems to be an autumn night, and the sound is slightly midnight.

Condensed air flows everywhere, and wet things should look clean. Don't get tired of peeping, it's harder to get together.

A leaf fell on Li Village.

When a leaf falls, the pearl foil falls.

At this time, the scenery is bleak.

The painted building has a cold moon shadow and the west wind blows the curtain.

Open the curtains and think about the past.

Lotus leaf Li Qunyu

Roots are jade in the mud, and hearts are pearls.

It was planted in Tang Jun and buried in Ren Chunpu.

In February, the fig leaves in Liuzhou fell completely.

The official feeling is full of sadness, and spring is half like autumn.

The mountain city is full of rain flowers and banyan leaves are full of warblers.

Hong ye Luo yin

Don't be afraid of the desolate city, it will come as late as a photo.

The wild is sunny and frosty, and the mountains are cold and rainy.

Wandering Fuling Road, Beauty Changxin Palace.

By the end of the year, the meaning of shaking down will be endless.

Deciduous Miracle

It's too late in autumn, so you can see your neighbors outside the window.

Who is surprised in the world, Lin alone sweeps the frequency.

Xiao Sao moonlit night, overlapping early frost morning.

It was cloudy yesterday, and the sound of singing birds gave the trees a breath of spring.

Deciduous Wang Jian

The green direction is uneven, and the first red color overlaps.

The atrium has just begun to be swept, and three or two leaves surround the tree.

Wu Rong of Hongye

The dew is light and dry with frost, and turns bright in the sunset.

And the smoke falling in autumn will be a thousand miles of love with the waves.

Several birds are hiding in jathyapple, but the whole family is accompanied by the sound of flies.

At that time, I didn't hate watching the breeze cut into colors.

Yuezhou looked at Huang and said.

Looking at the white heads and yellow leaves, I am not satisfied with the geometry.

Under the empty tree, there is no political song.

Two-leaf Fangfei Li Qian

Clouds hung low on the ground, and smoke billowed from the levee. Hongyan was the first to cross the riverbank. Dew and wind and willows are sparse, and pavilions are still quiet. Hate affection, leave love and complain. Acacia soul dream small screen. I'm tired of pulling clothes, and I'm covered in dust, and the jade mirror is ashamed. Infinitely quiet, chasing pleasure, looking for returns, arriving first and then falling behind. The young man's mind became empty, and the old man came to hug him. All the green leaves have passed away. Leave a voice and adjust the tune at that time. Ask the beauty, haggard, cut waist, like lang?

5. What are the poems about leaves? Lotus leaves are infinitely blue, and lotus flowers are of different colors. -Yang Wanli's "Chu Xiao Jingci Temple sends Lin Zifang"

Don't pay attention to the beating rain in the forest. Mei sings a long whistle and walks leisurely. -Su Shi's Dingfengbo March 7th

I don't know who cut the thin leaves, but the spring breeze in February is like scissors. -He Zhangzhi's Singing Willow

It's a big dream in the world, how many times is it cool in autumn? At night, the sound of wind blowing leaves rings in the gallery. -Su Shi's "Xijiang Moon" is a big dream on earth.

Some small collectors in Caozhou County always care about their feelings. —— Zheng Xie's "Painting Bamboo by Wei County Department in Bao Bo's Great Year"

It can blow off the golden leaves in autumn and bloom beautiful flowers in spring. -Li Qiao "Wind"

Who reads the west wind alone, rustling yellow leaves and closing the window, reminiscing about the past and setting the sun. -Na Lanxingde's "Huanxisha, who reads the west wind alone"

The leaves of Chuyang withered all night, and the water was clear, and the wind and lotus were one by one. -Zhou Bangyan's "Su Mu is Liao Aquilaria"

At three or four o'clock on the pond, there are one or two orioles at the bottom of the leaves. -Yan Shu's Spring Scenes

The fragrant lotus leaves are withered, and the west wind worries about the green waves. -Jing Li's "Passing Huanxisha and Selling Fragrant Leaves"

The girl who picked the lotus put the girl who picked the lotus into the lotus leaf, as if the color was the same, and the girl's face was hidden in the blooming lotus, which reflected each other. -Wang Changling's "Two Lotus Picks"

The leaves of huanghuali are as red as rouge, and the fragrance of buckwheat flowers is as white as snow. -Wang Yucheng's "The village walks, the horse crosses the mountain path, and the chrysanthemum begins to turn yellow"

The autumn wind is clear, the autumn moon is bright, and the fallen leaves gather and disperse, which surprised Western jackdaw in the west. -Li Bai's "Three Five Seven Words"

If you want to buy osmanthus with wine, you are not a teenager. -Liu Guo "Tang Duoling Road, Ye Man and Zhou Ting"

Green mountains and green waters, white grass, red leaves and yellow flowers. -Bai Pu's "Clear Sand and Autumn"

Before the sweet spring grass grows in the pond, the plane leaves in front of the steps have rustled in the autumn wind. -Zhu's Persuasion Poems

And the yellow leaves fall in the rain, just like the fate of the white-haired old man under the light. -SiKongShu "When my cousin Lu Lun came to spend the night"

Facing the trees and leaves of other countries, I am lonely in the cold night. -Ma Dai's "Autumn Chrysanthemum on the Dam"

6. What is the peach blossom that describes the leaves in the poem, and what is its Ye Zhenzhen? -The Book of Songs

Lotus leaves will not turn green the next day, and lotus flowers are particularly bright red in the sun. -Fan Chengda

I don't know who cut the thin leaves, but the spring breeze in February is like scissors. -He is Zhang Zhi.

Willow leaves are green and black, and lotus flowers are sunset red, which is beautiful. -Wang Anshi

The lotus leaf skirt has been color-cut, and hibiscus flowers bloom to both sides of the face. -Wang Changling

At dusk, the lotus is still worried about the heat: its face is hidden in a blue umbrella. -Yang Wanli

Rice water chestnut leaves are full of waves, and autumn colors are like sunset. Zhao Zhixin

Leaves fall in early autumn, such as guests.

Under the rustling Lin Qiu, a leaf was suddenly appointed.

Drunk as frost leaves, although red is not spring.

On Xiao Shutong's leaves, the moon is full of dew.

The wind blows a leaf and everything is in shock.

This is ancient in China.

And the author:

Year: Yuan

Author: Xu Zaisi

Works: Water Fairy Night Rain

Content:

With the leaves and the sound of autumn,

A little banana, a little sadness,

After the third night of the dream.

Chess that lost snuff,

Sigh that Xinfeng solitary hall is left alone.

Sleeping on a pillow for ten years,

Two old people in Jiangnan are worried,

All in my heart.

Time: Southern Song Dynasty

Author: Yang Wanli

Works: Chu Xiao's Quiet Words to Lin Zifang.

Content:

After all, in mid-June,

The scenery is different from the four seasons.

Lotus leaves are infinitely green,

Lotus is bright red.

Time: Southern Song Dynasty

Author: Wu Wenying

Works: high balcony

Content:

Palace powder carving marks, fairy clouds falling shadows, no one wild water shortage bay.

West stone buried incense, Jinsha clavicle connected.

Nanta doesn't hate playing the flute, and hates the breeze and mountains.

It's dusk in the courtyard and dry and cold on the moon.

Shouyang is empty and sad. Who can adjust chalcedony to cover up the fragrant scar?

The drizzle turns red, and the lonely mountain is infinitely cold in spring.

It is difficult for the soul to find a way out, but it is difficult to find a way out in the dream.

The saddest person, the enigmatic songbird, has clear and round leaves.

Time: Southern Song Dynasty

Author: Jiang Kui

Works: Living on the lake, chanting.

Content:

The walls of the garden are winding,

People can't look at Eden in peace.

Lotus leaves are like clouds,

The ship staggered into Xiling.

7. What are Ye's poems? 1. In the mountains, the sorrow of the Yangtze River in Wang Bo has stagnated, and Wan Li will return.

The night is high and windy, and the mountains fly. 2. Chanting autumn leaves is like sighing the dream of youth and sitting quietly in the grass.

The night is cold with the autumn moon, and the day with the yellow flowers and the breeze. Take a walk at night and watch Zheng Hong at dawn.

Laughing about the day when the snow closed the mountain, the tree seeds had no worries. Second, deeply engraved the vicissitudes of life and realized that life is fragrant everywhere.

The earth is tender, and the west wind is intended to refine the Chinese chapter. I once threw the soul of the sun to qingguo and even gave the harvest to my hometown.

It has sent a pure heart to fly all over the world, but Tingting's green trees are covered with yellow. A three-night westerly bath will make you stronger, and a misty rain will make you sad and happy.

In autumn, the heart is still strong, and the seedlings in the snow are fresh. There is a new relay, and Yao Si used to rely on the fence.

Let's drink three glasses of wine, the road ahead is long. Four rotten leaves silent wine is more mellow, fertile soil and deep snow.

The wind and rain suddenly remember each other, and the wine is poured for a long time. I don't know it's getting late in my dream, but I still see dew in front of me.

At this time, Mo Wen came from the west, and the moon and the breeze sang. Daydreaming Tang Du Fu was sleepy in February, instead of sleeping separately at night.

Peach blossoms are warm and drunk, and Chun Zhu's sunset dreams are connected. At the bottom of the thorns in the hometown gate lane, the central plains monarch and minister are beside the tiger.

Fight when the land is settled, and no officials will ask for money everywhere. I dreamed that Du Fu Road in Tang Dynasty was blocked and the country was lonely.

The only old man who dragged out an ignoble existence has rebelled for three dynasties. The rain is urgent and the green maple is dusk, and the clouds are deep and the black water is far away.

If you don't get your dream back, you don't have to talk about it. I dreamed of two poems by Li Bai and Tang Du Fu. where will you go whimpered and where will you go repeated them.

You didn't bring me any signs of exile in the poisonous humidity of the southern river. Until you appeared in my dream last night, because I have been thinking about you.

I doubt it's really you, venturing a long way. The soul comes to the maple leaf, and you disappear into a vague castle.

However, how can you raise your wings and use them from the middle net of your net? . I woke up, and the low moon flashed on the rafters, as if it were your face, still floating in the air.

There is water to cross, they are wild and toss, and no one makes horned dragons. Clouds are floating in the sky, but old friends have gone for a long time.

I see you in my dreams every night, and you know what you mean to me. The difference is that you always look in a hurry and always talk about how easy it is to meet.

There are many dangerous waves on the rivers and lakes, and I am worried that your ship will capsize and sink. When he went out, he scratched his head with white hair and regretted that he had failed his life.

Gao Che Li Fu filled the capital, and you were brilliant, and you were haggard. Who can say that the principle of justice is not Qiren in old age, but innocent bondage?

Even if there is a good name handed down from generation to generation, it is difficult to make up for the sad loss. On August 30, 2002, Bao Li dreamed of Tang Bai Juyi's "Dust Flower" and suddenly realized her sincerity and happiness. It is unknown whether the World Wide Web will come back again.

Don't forget the whole Mu Jong in your dream, walking in the mud rain in Lingnan. Answer Meng Shan Tie Tang Bai Juyi's dream. You've traveled thousands of miles, and it's none of my business for two years.

Don't forget to sit in front of the bamboo bushes in the backyard. In the forbidden, I am a straight man, sleepwalking in Xianyou Temple. Tang Baiju is easy to kill the time in Xixuan, and the pine and bamboo are deep and silent.

When the breeze comes out of the moon, it suddenly looks like evening in the mountains. Because it has become a southwest dream, the dream is a fairy journey.

I feel the palace leak like a drop of mountain spring. Bai Juyi, dreaming back to the old Tang Dynasty, didn't come to the boss to practice hard and was reduced to ashes.

I've been thinking about this problem all my life. Why did I dream last night? Dream Pei Xianggong Tang Baiju was born and died for five years, and his dream came true overnight. Dreams are like the past, and there is a golden palace.

Like gold and purple, clear ice and jade. Diligent housekeeping, care for each other like life.

Knowing that it is a dream, compassion is endless. Think back to what happened at that time. What happened last night? Self-study the mind, and everything becomes empty.

Be a gentleman today, your nose touches your chest. Dream of going up the mountain Bai Juyi dreamed of going up Songshan at night, and went out alone with a quinoa.

Thousands of rocks and valleys are visited in one week. If you didn't get sick in your dreams, you would be healthy as a teenager.

I have realized that God has returned to the beginning, but I am still the same shape. I began to know that there was nothing wrong with form and spirit.

Both form and spirit are illusory, and dreams are not true. Although it is awkward during the day, it is quite comfortable to go at night.

Since day and night are divided equally, what are the gains and losses? Bai Juyi, a dreamy Tang Dynasty, got a melancholy breeze in the morning and the water in Chuanchuan was cut off. I don't know why I dreamed of you three times last night.

Dream fairy Tang Baiju is easy for people to have a dream fairy, and the dream body is clear. Riding a white crane with two red flags in front.

Feather clothes are fluttering, and jade bears are ringing. Looking down from the air, the world is dusty.

Gradually lose the country and divide the mountains and rivers. The East China Sea is all white and green at five o'clock in the fierce month.

In an instant, a group of immortals came and led them to Yujing. Anxiety.

Respondent: h2pyt Time: 2010-03-2710:18: 00. Chuyang is dry and rainy, the water surface is clear and round, and the wind is blowing. Lotus can be picked in Jiangnan, so there is no lotus leaf.

The arrowhead leaves rot in the west bay, but the lotus seeds bloom and don't return. Don't pay attention to the beating rain in the forest. Mei sings a long whistle and walks leisurely.

Stop and sit in the maple forest late, and the frost leaves are red in February flowers. The girl who picked the lotus put the girl who picked the lotus into the lotus leaf, as if the color was the same, and the girl's face was hidden in the blooming lotus, which reflected each other.

A little red shadow, green mountains and green waters, white grass, red leaves and yellow flowers. Blue sky, yellow leaves, autumn colors, cold smoke, green waves.

8. What are the poems containing the word "Ye"? 1. Poetry: A leaf leaves the sound of autumn, and a little banana is a little sad, after the third night of dreams.

From: Narcissus Night Rain by Xu Zaisi in Yuan Dynasty

Interpretation: Every drop of rain on the plane leaves makes people feel the deep autumn. Every drop of rain on banana leaves makes people feel deeply worried. The dream of going home at night lasted until after midnight.

2. Poetry: Lotus can be picked in the south of the Yangtze River, and there are lotus leaves, where fish play.

From: Han Dynasty, Anonymous Jiangnan

Interpretation: Lotus can be picked on the water in Jiangnan water town. The lotus leaves are lush and the fish play in them.

3. Poetry: drooping leaves on foreign trees, cold light of lanterns, loneliness at night.

From: Autumn Chrysanthemum on Bashang by Ma Dai in Tang Dynasty.

Interpretation: Facing the fallen leaves of trees elsewhere, the lonely lamp on a cold night shines on me alone.

4. Poetry: The lotus leaves are infinitely blue the next day, and the lotus flowers in the sun are of different colors.

From: Yang Wanli in Song Dynasty, sent by Lin Zifang in Jingci Temple, Chu Xiao.

Interpretation: Lotus leaves are densely spread, connected with the blue sky, endless green; Graceful lotus flowers are in full bloom, especially bright and red under the sunshine.

5. Poem: Stop and sit in the maple grove late, and the frost leaves are red in February.

From: Du Mu's Mountain Walk in Tang Dynasty

Explanation: I stopped because I like the late autumn scenery in LAM Raymond. Maple leaves dyed with autumn frost are more colorful than spring flowers in February.

9. The poem about leaves is 1. The autumn wind is curling, and the waves in Dongting Lake are under the leaves —— Qu Yuan's Nine Songs 2. There are strange trees in the yard with green leaves in full bloom.

The moon is bright and the leaves are burning. -Tao Yuanming's "Antique" 4. Dense birds fly on the road, and the wind is light and the flowers fall late.

Xiao Gang's Folding Willow 5. Leaves fall under the pavilion, and clouds fly in early autumn. Liu Wei's Dressing Poetry 6. The monk doesn't know the number of jiazi, and a leaf falls to the world.

7. A leaf falls to know autumn, and a leaf opens to see spring. 8. The gloomy scenery is today, and one leaf falls to know autumn; Looking far away, the northern geese fly away from home.

Why are you angry and hate autumn? When you feel hurt, there are many sad words. The white hair in the mirror knows the autumn is few, and the clouds flutter their wings when they see the sun. 9. The tree wants to be quiet, but the wind is not just falling leaves, but the wind is following. 10. Autumn leaves don't rush the autumn wind, but they sleep alone. Clouds open the moon, and mandarin ducks in the pool wrap around their necks. There is always a yearning that can't be waved away, so I hope to dance nine times; If you want to talk about what's on your mind, you can remember people without saying anything. 1 1. One flower and one leaf in the world come, spring comes and flowers are green, and Qiu Lai leaves fall, which is an infinite prajnaparamita. Example 34| Comment year: Ming Author: Gao Qi's works: Red leaves are full of frost, and the dusk is bright.

He once wrote Autumn Hatred, which flowed out of Shang Yang Palace. Time: Ming Author: Anonymous Works: Contents of hanging branches: Lotus beads, dewdrops and lotus leaves are all exposed, but I am obsessed with threading needles.

Who knows you are more flexible: you are scattered here and round there. Friends who have no authenticity also turn with the wind.

Year: Ming Author: Tang Yin Works: I love Chou-heung Content: I paint clear water and I love maple leaves on the night pavilion. The autumn moon shines on the Buddhist temple, and cigarettes fill the front of the building.

Year: Yuan Author: Anonymous Works: Two Contents: Autumn is coming, the weather is getting colder and colder, and the cold geese move south. Buttonwood with yellow leaves.

I'm so sad, the embroidered quilt is half empty. Year: Yuan Author: Yang Works: Qingjiang Quoted Content: It is best to have maple leaves in autumn, which are stained with the blood of orangutans.

Qiu Tian is brewed by wind, and Wu Jiangyue is soaked by frost. Go to Red tomorrow! Year: Yuan Author: Xu Zaisi Works: Water Fairy Night Rain Content: A leaf and the sound of autumn, a little banana and a little sadness, the dream of the last three nights.

Snuff chess game is not finished, sighing Xinfeng left alone. After ten years on the pillow, two old worries in Jiangnan came to mind.

Time: Southern Song Author: Yang Wanli Works: First Xiaojing Ci sent to Lin Zifang Content: After all, the scenery of the West Lake is different from that at four o'clock in June. Lotus leaves will not turn green the next day, and lotus flowers are particularly bright red in the sun.

Year: Southern Song Dynasty Author: Wu Wenying Works: High Balcony Content: Palace powder carving marks, fairy clouds falling shadows, deserted wild water bay. West stone buried incense, Jinsha clavicle connected.

Nanta doesn't hate playing the flute, and hates the breeze and mountains. It's dusk in the courtyard and dry and cold on the moon.

Shouyang is empty and sad. Who can adjust chalcedony to cover up the fragrant scar? The drizzle turns red, and the lonely mountain is infinitely cold in spring. It is difficult for the soul to find a way out, but it is difficult to find a way out in the dream.

The saddest person, the enigmatic songbird, has clear and round leaves. Time: Southern Song Dynasty Author: Jiang Kui Works: Miscellaneous Poems on Living on the Lake Content: The garden wall is full of melodies, and people can see Yi Deng in a quiet Shan Ye.

Lotus leaves are like clouds, and boats roll into Xiling. Year: Northern Song Dynasty Author: Zhang Lei Works: Confinement Content: No one in the home is clear in autumn, and the night frost wants to clear up first.

Indus is really unwilling to wither, and a few leaves are still audible in the wind. Year: Northern Song Dynasty Author: Yan Works: People Content: Red leaves and yellow flowers in late autumn, thousands of miles miss guests.

Flying clouds pass by, and no letter returns to the flood. Where can I send books? Tears are endless, so I spin ink on the inkstone.

I can't write gradually, because I am deeply in this situation, and the red note is colorless. Year: Northern Song Dynasty Author: Liu Yong Works: Jade Butterfly Content: Looking at the rain and gathering clouds, quietly watching Qiu Guang.

The bleak evening scene made Song Yu sad. The wind is light, duckweed is old, the moon is cold and the leaves are yellow.

Love hurts. Where are the old friends? Smoke and water are boundless.

Unforgettable writing period, there are several lonely moons, and the stars are repeatedly frosted.

The sea is vast and the mountains are far away. Where is Xiaoxiang? Reading Shuang Yan's hard-to-trust letters, returning home at dusk with no knowledge. Look at each other in the dark.

In the sound of the broken rainbow, the sunset stands. Year: Northern Song Dynasty Author: Lin Bu Works: Su Dong Hong Xiao Content: Autumn Mountain is boundless, Qiu Si is boundless.

Red leaves flow in the blue stream and white clouds flow in the green forest. In the shade of a bird, the crystal falls and the cicada scatters.

This night, banana rain, who smells the pillow. Year: Northern Song Author: Li Qingzhao Works: Paving Happy Sand Content: Crush gold and cut it into layers of jasper leaves.

The spirit of grace, such as Yan Fu, is too bright. Plum blossoms are heavy and vulgar, and cloves are bitter and rough.

Smoked a thousand miles of dreams, but ruthless. Year: Northern Song Dynasty Author: Fan Zhongyan Works: Walking in Imperial Street Content: The fallen leaves are fragrant, the dead of night, the cold sound is broken.

Zhu Zhen [1] Curtain rolls the Jade Tower, the sky is grey and the Milky Way hangs down. Sadness is inch by inch, and it is hard to make yourself intoxicated if you want to drown your sorrows in wine.

Wine has no entrance, but it turns into bitter tears. I know what it's like to sleep alone.

Everyone has come [2] and has no intention of avoiding it. Time: Tang Author: Works: Qiushan Content: Qiushan Wan Li is cloudless [1] but windy [2], and the moon is deep and Xitou pine [3].

The stone bed in the thatched cottage is still, and the sound of dew falling between leaves is heavy [4]. Years: Tang and Five Dynasties Author: Yu Works: Jiangling Sorrow Hope to Send Zi An Content: A thousand maple leaves, the river bridge is shaded by dusk sails.

Remember that your heart is like the Xihe River, which flows eastward day and night. Time: Tang and Five Dynasties Author: Xue Tao Works: Lingbi Marsh Content: Green algae float obliquely on the water, and willow leaves lie clear.

When do you want to admire the head of the stream, turn to the diamond and transfer the boat? Year: Tang and Five Dynasties Author: Xu Hun's Works: Inscribed in Tongmen Inn's Autumn Tour to Jingshi Content: Red leaves fall and fall, passing this wine pavilion.

A few residual clouds gathered on the towering Huashan Mountain; Sparse autumn rain falls on Zhongtiaoshan Mountain range. The color of the trees changes with the passage of time, and I can hear the river looking for the sea.

The land is bright and the moon is bright, but the dream is a woodcutter and fisherman. Time: Tang and Five Dynasties Author: Xu Yin's Works: Gong Yu's Secret Tea Lamp Content: Green and bright colors set each other off as an interest, and Tao Cheng gets Gong Xian.

Cleverly gouge out the bright moon and dye the spring water, and lightly apply thin ice to fill Lv Yun. The ancient mirror is worn out, and the tender lotus culvert is exposed by the river.

It's good that the bamboo leaves in Zhongshan are fragrant and sick. Time: Tang and Five Dynasties Author: Works: Morning Tour of Shangshan Content: In the morning, I began to collect priests and make a guest appearance to express my grief for my hometown.

Chicken.