What are the poems describing the fine weather in early autumn?

The empty mountains are bathed in a new rain, and feel the early autumn at night. 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. (Autumn Night in the Deep Mountains by Wang Wei in Tang Dynasty)

The empty mountain is bathed in a new rain. As night falls, the air is cool, as if it were autumn. The moon is clear and clear, and the clear spring is flowing. The bamboo forest was noisy until the washerwoman came back, and the lotus leaves swayed like canoes. The wheat straw in spring might as well let it rest, and the prince and grandson in the mountains can stay in autumn.

At the beginning of the month, the moon rises, the autumn tea is thin, and the thin silk gown does not change clothes. The long night is full of affectionate silver, guarding the empty room with fear and jealousy, and can't bear to sleep. (Autumn Nocturne by Wang Wei in Tang Dynasty)

When the moon first rose, the autumn dew was thin, so I only wore a thin coat and didn't change into other clothes. The long night was full of affection for Yinzheng, and I was afraid of being alone and couldn't bear to go into the house to sleep.

There is moonlight in Chang 'an, and all the families in Yi Dao are there. 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? (Li Bai's Midnight Qiu Ge in Tang Dynasty)

Moonlight in Chang 'an, thousands of families make clothes. The autumn wind blows clothes, and everyone misses the border guards. When can I quell the border war and let my husband end his expedition?

In the picturesque river, the mountains and rivers are beautiful and the sky is clear. 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? (In the Tang Dynasty, Li Bai's "Qiu Deng Xuancheng Xie Tiao North Building")

The city by the river is picturesque, and the mountains are getting late. I climbed the Xie Tiao Tower and looked at the clear sky. Between the two rivers, a pool of clear water is like a mirror; The two bridges on the river are like rainbows falling from the sky. Orange forest and pomelo forest are hidden in the chilly smoke; Autumn is boundless, and the phoenix tree is aging. Besides me, who else would like to come to Xie Tiao North Building to meet Xiao Sa Qiufeng and Miss Xie?

Stop the boat in a foggy small state, when new worries come to the guest's heart. The vastness of the wilderness is deeper than trees, and the moon is very close to the moon. (Meng Haoran's "Sleeping at Jiande" in Tang Dynasty)

Docking the ship on a small smoky continent, at dusk, new worries appeared in the guests' minds. The boundless wilderness is darker than trees, and the river is clear and the moon is close to people.

In the autumn night, candlelight reflected the screen, and Fan slapped the fireflies with his hand. Day and night are as cool as water. Sit and watch the morning glory and Vega. (Autumn Night by Du Mu in Tang Dynasty)

In the autumn night, candlelight reflects the painting screen and beats fireflies with a small fan. The stone steps at night are as cold as cold water, sitting in the bedroom staring at the cowherd and the weaver girl.

Old vines are faint crows, small bridges are flowing, and old roads are thin horses. When the sun sets, heartbroken people are at the end of the world. (Tianjingsha Qiu Si by Ma Zhiyuan in Yuan Dynasty)

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.