Poems about poetry and rain

1. A poem about rain-Zhang's "Fishing Songs" wet clothes, apricot blossoms raining: "In the Mountains").

-Su Shi's "Drinking Rain on the Lake after the Qing Dynasty", the mountains and rivers are broken and surging. -Du Fu's "Delighting in Rain on a Spring Night" There are seven or eight stars in the sky, iron horse glacier dreams, clothes are wet-(Wang Wei, late autumn-(Wang Wei.

-Zhi Nan monk "Jueju" Weicheng is also light in the rain. -Du Mu's "Qingming" is bright and sunny.

-Meng Haoran's "Spring Dawn" It rains in the Qingming period. When spring comes, the green willows in the guest house are new in color, and I don't know how many flowers have been folded. -Wang Wei's "Send Yuan Er Shi Anxi" 480 Hall in the Southern Dynasties: "Mountain in Autumn") There is no rain on the mountain road.

-Du Mu's "Jiangnan Spring Poetry" lies in listening to the wind and rain at midnight. How many tower misty rain, green hemp fiber, plain and bright, lonely mountain-(Wang Changling, blowing cold breeze. But now I think of that night, that storm, Wen Tianxiang's Crossing the Lonely Ocean. On the empty mountain after the rain, pedestrians on the road want to die, the mountain is empty, it rains strangely, and

Poems about rain have greatly protected the poor in the world. -Close "Huanxisha Lonely Cold Building"

Rain and sorrow. Excuse me, if you seek fame and fortune on the roadside, once you leave the group, the endless rain will be as thin as sorrow. After lights out? The storm is gloomy, but I dare to break with you, blend in with heaven and earth, and feel at ease with an old man. In the rain, the lonely peak is wet with smoke, and my tears are like rain. -Yang Liuzhi by Don Bai Juyi

Cry early and rest early? Didn't you see that when Guan Bao was poor, Zaza got the loom, so he was a senior student. -Tomb-Sweeping Day by Don Mutu

After the rain, cicadas make sounds. The clouds parted from the Emperor's Hall, the morning light darkened the room, and the waves and white winds began. -Tang Bai Juyi's "Early Spring in South Lake"

The big strings hummed like rain. A mountain without a grave! Yingying Yishuifang; The river is shallow and the apricot blossoms are cold in the misty rain. -Tang Changjian's "Looking for Li Jiuzhuang in Three Days"

When guests travel, it rains. Poor rain will calm the east wind. Since the chaos of lack of sleep, at all costs, the old bones are abandoned, and the flowers in Jinguan City are heavy, and the feet of the rain are like hemp. -Don Cui Hao's Tongguan Building

Lord of the capital, sharp and mysterious, cock crows. -Tang Du Fu's Notes on "A Letter to Han Shi"

There is no dry place in the bedside table. The moss is full of steps, and the pavilions are warm and sunny. -Tang Du Fu's "Give Chu Shi Eight Guards"

Thousands of birds sing green and reflect red. Sichuan takes Shaanxi Road. Polygonum hydropiper is cold and red. You know it's raining at night through the window. Why don't you have a rest at once? -The Book of Songs "The Storm"

The evil spirits lingered, and Yonghe wandered alone for three days. My master declared it a festival. The low-winged white goose is still heavy, the clouds don't like it, and the fragrance warms the quilt. Excuse me, where is a restaurant, and freshly cooked brown rice with special methods? Quiet and moist, I haven't gone to the west to return to Japan yet. The more you look at Kyushu Pass and Zhongshan Mirror, the more you feel. Night rain drops empty steps. Sneak into the night with the wind. -Tang Bai Juyi's Preface to Pipa.

Red banjiang bridge green wine flag, when spring happens? The wind and rain are coming, and the wind is full, and the life is endless. -In the Northern and Southern Dynasties, He Xun sent "

From his temporary palace, he gazed at the desolate moon, Qinghai head, thunder and earthquake in winter, rain and snow in summer, rain dried up on the mountain, flute singing floated on the palm of the giant's hand, which was loudest in the stormy dark sky. The wild path is dark, and he urges me to drink ten cups. -"Cowherd Star" two Han Yuefu

Calendar * * * follows. The mountains are three auxiliary, and the white clouds are still like Han and Qiu. -Tang Bai Juyi's Bamboo Branch

Vacant room? Swallows don't return to spring late. They walk alone in Huang Meiyu, leaning against the twelve stops of Dongfeng, and the thin strings whisper like secrets. Worried about the beach, there is no need to count them. -Tang Du Fu's "The Hut Was Blown by Autumn Wind"

Turn your hands for the clouds and cover your hands for the rain! -"Evil" by Erhan Yuefu

Far away, Altair, therefore, people are always drunk in restaurants on the shore of peach blossoms. The shepherd boy pointed out that in Xinghua Village, he heard the bell ringing in the rain at dusk, cutting on his chest, especially in the misty rain. Break the apricot hair of Hongshan at random. -Don Dai Shulun's "Lanxi Acura"

The grass on Suxi Pavilion is long and the tongue is astringent. -Tang Bai Juyi's "Langtaosha"

When the wind returns to the clouds and the rain breaks, and the dark rain rustles against the window, when can we be together and spread new green water and apples? Slender hands. -Don Cui Hao's "Crossing Huayin"

The wildfire on the mountain is cold and burning. Boarding at night, the wind turns dark, the waves hit the ship, the post road west and Han Shuping. -Don Dai Shulun's Su Xi Pavilion

You can walk thousands of miles without me. When Xiao saw the red and wet place, his pulse was unspeakable. It was a beautiful girl, a windy and smoky girl, Wan Li's sadness, Bai Niao's late return, the green maple turned red in the residual light of frosty days, and the wet leaves of Gracilaria were blue and mournful. -Don Cen Can's "Sending Judge Li to Jinjiang to Take Autumn Poems"

The rain prevented Yang Lin from moving eastward. Jun went to see Fenshui River and stayed awake all night. Resume east water injection. -Tang Du Fu's "Jiang Nanchun Jueju"

During the Qingming period, it rained until the stream in front of the door flowed, and I was sick and depressed every year. All day, the frost leaves are full of red. Xiaoqing's cold hasn't started yet. The ashes remain in the bottle of fire, and the river boat burns alone. -He Xun in the Northern and Southern Dynasties, "Leaving Sorrow at Night"

The guest heart has been lost. Meet a gentleman. There were 480 temples in the Southern Dynasties, which was abandoned by people today. -Tang Bai Juyi's Sleeping in Autumn Rain

Xiyuan Post Road hangs at the head of the city, and Jiangting has not collected rainwater. -Tang Bai Juyi's Rain at Night

Badong ship goes to Brazil. -Tang Bai Juyi's Song of Eternal Sorrow

Caoqinghu-Wan Li Lake is warm and bright, with thousands of trees hanging down. -Tang Bai Juyi's Shang Yang White Haired Man

Three cold autumn nights are like pouring large and small pearls into a plate of jade. It is not good to say that spring in Jiangnan is not good. Carp came to the beach in the middle of the night and got wet all night. Want to get to know you, the wind and rain are calm as a mountain, and the water village and the mountain are full of wine. Mountains and rivers are the advantages of this west gate. Seeing a gentleman flying freely is as light as a dream, and it takes three minutes to wear the sky! There are thousands of buildings in Ande. Humming, whispering-then mixed together, full of stormy waves. Peach blossoms in Lanxi rained for three days. -Tang Du Fu's "Delighting in Rain on a Spring Night"

Wild geese fly high, and the sun and the moon are white. Meet a gentleman. -Tang Du Fu's Military Vehicle Shop

Good rain knows the season. Stop drinking and fall asleep in the beautiful rain. It's going to rain in the river. The new ghost wailed there with the old one. It is said that there is no war in western Liaoning. -Don Cui Hao's "The Wild Gate of the Conference semifinals"

Liuwan eyebrows hang on the cool moon, the river flows around Huayin, pedestrians on the road want to die, the autumn night is long, and chickens crow endlessly. -Don Du Fu's Poor Bank of Communications

Spring leek cut in the night rain. I'm worried about the shadows on the back wall, and the clouds don't burn.

3.50 ancient poems about rain 50 ancient poems about rain: But now I think of that night, that storm, I don't know how many flowers I have folded.

-Meng Haoran's "Spring Dawn" knows the rainy season and when spring will happen. -Du Fu's "Delighting in Rain on a Spring Night" There are seven or eight stars in the sky, and it rains before Zhongshan at two or three o'clock.

-Xin Qiji's "Xijiang Moon" The sky street is crisp and crisp, and the grass color is far away. -Tang Hanyu's "18 Members of Zhang Shui Department in Early Spring" Spring tides bring rain late and rush, and there is no boat to cross the wild.

-Wei Wuying's "Xixi on Chuzhou" is wet in clothes, apricot blossoms and rain, and his face is not cold. -Southern Song Dynasty Zhinan monk "Jueju" It rained at home in Huangmei season, and frogs were everywhere in the grass pond.

-Song Zhao Shi Xiu's "Guest" is green and dripping, and there is no need to return to the oblique wind and drizzle. -Zhang's "Fishing Songs" is wet, apricot blossoms and rain, and his face is not cold.

-Yinan monk "Jueju" Weicheng is light and dusty in the rain, and the guest house is green and willow. -Wang Wei's "Send Yuan Er An Xi" 480 Temple in the Southern Dynasties, how many towers are misty and rainy.

-Du Mu's "Poems of Jiangnan Spring" lies in the middle of the night listening to the wind and rain, and dreams of iron horse glaciers. -Lu You's "The Storm on November 4" It rained in succession during the Qingming Festival, and pedestrians on the road wanted to die.

-Du Mu's "Qingming" is sunny and sunny, and the mountains are empty and rainy. -Su Shi's "Rain after Drinking on the Lake", the mountains and rivers are broken and the wind is floating, and life experiences are ups and downs.

-Wen Tianxiang's "Crossing a Lonely Ocean" hates clouds, and Jiangnan is still called a beauty. -Wang Yucheng's "Little Red Lip", butterflies both dance on the threshold, and the curtains are rolled up late to keep out the rain.

-Mao Xizhen's Qing Ping Le is a poem about rain. Falling flowers are independent, swift flies. Misty rain enveloped Wu's day overnight; Send you in the morning, lonely and sad in Chushan!

Clouds are darkened by rain, and streams are pale by fog. Sunrise in the east and rain in the west, the road is sunny but sunny.

The dance floor was still there, but the heroes had already gone with the passage of time. Angry, leaning against the railing, resting in the drizzle.

Twilight arrival, plum blossom is helpless, already exhausted, but also subject to wind and rain. The lamp on the bead curtain shook my lonely heart and went home. There were two red mansions facing the cold and hiding in the rain.

In Ming Dynasty, Xiao Lou listened to the spring rain and sold apricot flowers. When you ask about the return date, it's hard to say, evening rain, Manqiuchi.

When * * * cut the candle at the west window, but talk about the rain at night. Weicheng rainy city is clear of dust, and the guest house is green and willow.

Yesterday, I left, and the willows were reluctant; The road is muddy and difficult to walk, and people are thirsty and hungry. The valley came quickly and fiercely, with dark clouds and heavy rain.

The night will be over, I lie in bed listening to the sound of wind and rain, in a daze in my dream, riding an armored horse across the frozen river to the northern battlefield. There is a lot of silk in the sky above the avenue, which is as delicate and moist as butter. The grass is vaguely connected in the distance, but it looks sparse in the near future.

Living in a small building and listening to the falling spring rain, you will hear the sound of selling apricots in the depths of the alley early in the morning. In late autumn, a thousand rains fall on the curtain, and the balcony plays the flute at sunset.

An old man in the bank, wearing a green bamboo hat raincoat and a green raincoat, braved the wind and rain and fished leisurely. He was fascinated by the beautiful spring scenery and didn't even go home in the rain. Just don't forget that this time, the dusk and spring rain crossed the Maple Bridge.

Wind and rain are evil, tireless thatched cottage is low. After the rain, the grass is in the sunset, and the apricot blossoms are fragrant.

It was windy and rainy last night. Deep sleep won't leave a hangover.

Ask the shutter man, Haitang is still there. Do you know that?/You know what? Do you know that?/You know what? It should be green, fat and red.

Indus is raining in Mao Mao, dripping at dusk. This time, what a sad sentence.

Sycamore tree, night rain. If you don't leave your feelings, you will suffer.

A leaf, a sound, empty footsteps fall into the light. The spring tide brought the rain late and urgent, and there was no boat on the wild crossing.

March storm, closing at dusk, not planning to stay in spring. The empty mountains are bathed in a new rain, and feel the early autumn at night.

Cherish the spring to go, when to rush the rain. There is no chapter all day, and tears are pouring down.

Hanging down the curtain, Shuang Yan returned to the drizzle. It rains at home in Huangmei season, frogs are everywhere in the grass pond ... tears fall from her sad white face, and pear blossoms bring spring rain.

If you ask how much free time you have. Yichuan tobacco is full of wind.

It rains when plums are yellow. Wind and rain send spring home, flying snow welcomes spring. The cliff is already a hundred feet of ice, and there are beautiful flowers.

Jiang Yu is decadent, the mountains and rivers are empty and rainy, and the rain comes strangely. When it rains, the sky is blue and the clouds are broken. When it rains in the evening, it falls and the pearls jump on the boat. The pavilion was late and the shower began to rest.

All the accounts are not in the mood. I miss places and Lanzhou to urge me to send them. Holding hands and looking at each other, tears swirled in my eyes until there were no words at last, and a thousand words stuck in my throat and I couldn't say it.

Thinking about thinking, thousands of miles of smoke, dusk, chutiankuo. Since ancient times, it has been awkward and cold to leave.

Where did you wake up tonight? Yang Liuan and Xiaofeng are dying. After the New Year, it should be a good time and a good scene.

Customs are strange, who to talk to. Young people in Jie Jiang listen to the rain, and the red candle is dim.

In the prime of life, the boat is listening to the rain, and the wild geese in the river are called the west wind. Now listening to the rain monk Lu, there are stars on his temples.

Sorrow and joy are always ruthless until dawn. Outside the window, the flowers are dancing freely, just like in a dream, the rain is falling and drifting aimlessly, like melancholy.

-Qin Song Guan's "Cold House in the Desert of Huanxisha" is coming, and the cock crows. If you meet a gentleman, you don't have to worry about it? The wind blew through the rain, and there was a cock crow outside the window.

Why not be embarrassed when you meet a gentleman? The wind and rain darkened the sky and the cock crowed outside the window. Didn't Hu Yun like seeing a gentleman? -The book of songs "Wind and Rain" is evil! I want to know you and live a long life.

There is no mausoleum in the mountains, the river is exhausted, thunder and lightning in winter and rain and snow in summer, and heaven and earth are one, but dare to be with you! -Erhan Yuefu's "Shang Xie" all the way to the Altair, Hehan female. Skillful hands, make a loom.

Tears fall like rain all day long; The river is clear and shallow, how much is the difference! Between water and water, there are no words. -Erhan Yuefu's "All the Way to the Altair" followed by * * *, and once resigned.

Water is injected to the east, and there is no turning back to the west. The rainy night falls on the empty steps, and the light of dawn leaves the room in the dark.

I don't drink when I'm sad. When can I be together? -Northern and Southern Dynasties He Xun's "Leaving Sorrow at Night" is puzzling and walks alone for thousands of miles. It rained black in the river, and the waves and Whitestorm began to rise.

-Northern and Southern Dynasties, He Xun, he stared at the desolate moon in the temporary palace, and he heard the bell in the evening rain, cutting his chest. -Tang Bai Juyi's Song of Eternal Sorrow, Cao Qinghu, Wan Li, and Huang Meiyu walked alone.

I'm worried about the sound of the wind overturning the dark waves and hitting the boat on the beach. -Tang Bai Juyi's "Langtaosha" The wind returns to the clouds and breaks through the rain, and the lake is warm again.

Wild apricots everywhere, broken red spots; The floating water on the lake looks like a neat lawn at first sight. The rain on Bai Yan dried up, his wings became heavy and he had to fly low; The oriole's tongue is quite stiff.

It's not that the spring in Jiangnan is not good, but that I'm one year old, and my mood has also decreased. -Tang Bai Juyi's "Early Spring in the South Lake", the big strings are like rain, and the small strings are light and dense.

Humming, whispering-and then mixing together, like pouring large and small pearls into a plate of jade. -Tang Bai Juyi's "Preface to Pipa" Hongbanjiang Bridge green wine flag, when the pavilion is warm and the sun is slanting.

Poor rain stops the east wind, and thousands of trees hang down separately. -Tang Bai Juyi's "Yang Liuzhi" cried early and rested, and the residual lights went out.

Through the window, you know that it rains at night, and bananas speak first. -Tang Bai Juyi's "Rain at Night" Badong sailed to Brazil, and the waves washed out the wind and rain.

Polygonum hydropiper is cold and red, and Gracilaria leaves are blue and sad. -Tang Baijuyi's "Zhuzhici" stays in an empty room, and the autumn night is long and long.

4. Poetry with rain leads Dihua to a rain, and the rain flows to Shuangliu through decibel leaves.

-Juyuan Yang's "Send the Lord to Shu, the Lord worships the light for the Red Chamber and announces his brother", which is fine in the chaos of wheat and yellow flowers and whispers poems. -Su Shi's "You Zhang Shan Ren Yuan" therefore urged poetry to set off the sky, and the dream was broken by clouds.

-Lu You's poem "The Rain Boat Crossing the Plum Market" is a good poem. If you meet in the rain, you must shake your heart. -Cao Yanyue's poem "Brothers in a boat are separated, and the water in a river is sick, and there is no meeting." Dusk falls with the rain, forcing every family to be clearer than Qingming.

-Chao's "The Road of Two Rhymes, Two Poems of Yan Yuan and Xiangzhou" advised to bring cups and plates, and the scenic spots and gardens should be idle. -Chen Yu's "You Ge Shan Tang" is a poem to support the rain building, and the wine is renewed by the spring bottle.

-Chen's "Two Poems of Spring" has poems that don't rain all over the city, and there is no wine to blow the hat. -Year: Song Author: Afraid of rain, I dare not look for poetry, you know, spring is coming.

-Fan Chenduan's "Xiu Ye Ting" took off his hat to welcome the evening breeze, urged poetry and sent a light thunder. -Li Hong's poem "Four Listening to the Rain Pavilion".

5. Poems with rain are green and dripping, so there is no need to return to the oblique wind and drizzle. -Zhang "Fishing Songs"

The clothes are wet and the apricot blossoms are raining, and the face is not cold. -Monk Zhinan's quatrains

Weicheng is also lighter than rain and dust, and the guest house is green and willow. -Wang Wei's "Send Yuan II An Xi"

More than 480 ancient temples were left in the Southern Dynasties, and countless pagodas were shrouded in wind and rain. -Du Mu's "Jiang Nanchun Jueju"

The night will be over, I lie in bed listening to the sound of wind and rain, in a daze in my dream, riding an armored horse across the frozen river to the northern battlefield. -Lu You's The Storm of November 4th.

Good rain knows the season, when spring comes. -Du Fu's "Delighting in Rain on a Spring Night"

Seven or eight stars in the sky, two or three rains in front of the mountain ―― Xin Qiji's Xijiang Moon

How many flowers fall after a stormy night. -Meng Haoran's "Spring Dawn"

Mourning day, drizzle like tears; Pedestrians on the road want to die. -Du Mu's Tomb-Sweeping Day

The water is bright and sunny, and the mountains are cloudy and rainy. -Su Shi's Drinking Rain after Chu Qing on the Lake.

The mountains and rivers are broken, the wind is drifting, and life experiences the rain ―― Wen Tianxiang's Crossing the Lingdingyang.

After the rain, an empty mountain stands in the autumn night —— (Wang Wei: living in autumn)

There is no rain on the mountain road, and the air is green and wet —— (Wang Wei: In the Mountains)

Wu, a man from Lianjiang on a cold rainy night, and the lonely Chushan —— Wang Changling: Lotus Inn and Xin Jian Break Up.

6. Poems about Rain 1, Qingming

Author: Du Mu

A drizzling rain falls like tears on the Mourning Day; The mourner's heart is going to break on his way.

Ask local people where to buy wine? The shepherd boy just laughed and didn't answer Xingshan Village.

2. Break up with Xinjian at Furong Inn

Author: Changling Wang

Misty rain enveloped Wu's day overnight; Send you in the morning, lonely and sad in Chushan!

Friends, if my friends in Luoyang invite me; Just say I'm still Bing Xin Okho, and stick to my faith!

3. Delighting in Rain on a Spring Night

Author: Du Fu

Good rain knows the season, when spring comes.

Sneak into the night with the wind, moisten things silently.

The wild path is dark, and the river is bright.

Look at the red and wet place, the flowers in Jinguancheng are heavy.

4. A short message to a friend in the north on a rainy night.

Author: Li Shangyin

When you ask about the return date, it's hard to say, evening rain, Manqiuchi.

When * * * cut the candle at the west window, but talk about the rain at night.

5. Drink two songs of Chu Qingyu in the lake. Second.

Author: Su Shi

The water is bright and sunny, and the mountains are cloudy and rainy. (Meng)

If there are more dead beauties in the West Lake, C+ is so appropriate. (light makeup and heavy makeup: heavy makeup and light makeup)

6 th, storm, March 7 th

Author: Su Shi

On March 7th, it was raining on Shahu Road, and all the servants with rain gear left. The same people felt embarrassed, but I didn't think so. The rain gear comes first, and the peers are in chaos. I didn't know it at first, but when I found out, I pretended to use this word.

Don't pay attention to the beating rain in the forest. Mei sings a long whistle and walks leisurely. Bamboo poles and sandals are more dexterous than riding horses. What's to be afraid of? A raincoat and hemp fiber, despite the wind and rain, still live my life.

The coolness of spring breeze awakens my wine, and the cold begins to be cold, and the peak of the sun is the sun, but it is satisfied in time. Looking back at the place where I met the wind and rain, going back, for me, there is no wind and rain, but it is still sunny.

On June 27th, I got drunk in Wang Hu Building.

Author: Su Shi

Clouds poured out and poured down like ink, but a mountain range was exposed on the horizon, bright and fresh, and the splashing water was like white pearl gravel, splashing on the boat.

Suddenly, the wind rolled up and dispersed the clouds in the sky. The lake was blue as a mirror, beautiful and gentle.

8. In early spring, member Zhang Shiba of the Ministry of Water Resources/early spring drizzle/early spring

Author: Han Yu

There is a lot of silk in the sky above the avenue, which is as delicate and moist as butter. The grass is vaguely connected in the distance, but it looks sparse in the near future.

This is the most beautiful season of the year, far better than the late spring of the green willow.

9. Make an appointment/have an appointment

Author: Zhao Shixiu

Mei Huang Shi, every family was flooded by rain, and the pond was covered with green grass and frogs.

It's past midnight, and the invited guests haven't come yet. I tapped the chess pieces bored and shook the wick of an oil lamp.

9, quatrains, ancient wooden shade short awning

Author: Machilus chinensis

The shade of ancient wood is a short awning, and the stick thistle helps me cross the east of the bridge.

The clothes are wet and the apricot blossoms are raining, and the face is not cold.

10, the first night of spring rain in Lin 'an

Author: Lu You

In recent years, officials are interested in a thin layer of gauze. Who will let me take a bus to Kyoto to visit this bustling city?

Living in a small building and listening to the falling spring rain, you will hear the sound of selling apricots in the depths of the alley early in the morning.

Slowly spread out small pieces of paper sideways, every word is organized, carefully boil water and tea under the sun window, skim it and try to taste famous tea.

Oh, don't sigh that the dust in Kyoto will stain the white clothes, and there is still time to return to the mirror house in Lake Ubak.

7. A poem about "Rain", Autumn Window Storm

Autumn flowers are bleak, autumn grass is yellow, and Qiu Guang grows.

I already feel that the autumn window is boundless, so it is as bleak as the wind and rain!

Help autumn wind and autumn rain come quickly! Breaking the autumn window, Qiu Meng is green.

I can't bear to sleep in autumn, so I take my tears away from Xiang Qiu's screen.

Tears and candles shake short, leading to sadness and hatred.

Whose autumn yard is windless? Where is the autumn window that doesn't rain?

Luo can't stand the autumn wind, and the lingering sound makes the autumn rain urgent.

Even at night, the pulse blows again, and the lamp seems to be accompanied by tears.

The cold smoke courtyard turns into a depression, and the bamboo drops when it is empty.

I don't know when the storm will stop, but I have taught my tears to wet the window screen.

Since ancient times, feelings of sadness and parting are even more worthy of being left out in the cold. -Liu Yong's "Yulinling"

The autumn wind is bleak, the weather is cool, the vegetation is exposed like frost, and the geese go south. -Cao Pi's Ge Yanxing

The movement of the sun and the moon seems to come from the vast ocean. -Cao Cao's Looking at the Sea

Long-distance visitors in the autumn of Wanli, with my hundred years of sadness, climbed this height alone. -Du Fu's "Ascending the Mountain"

In August and autumn, the wind roared and rolled me and my triple grass.

In an instant, the wind will set the color of the clouds and ink, and the autumn will be bleak and dark. -Du Fu's Autumn Wind Breaking the Cottage

Since ancient times, every autumn has been sad and lonely. I say the autumn moon is better than the spring dynasty. -Liu Yuxi's autumn poems

In autumn, the loud bugle sounded; The soldier's blood became dark in the night. -Li He's "Wild Goose Gate Taishouxing"

Silently alone in the west wing, the moon is like a hook, and the solitary phoenix tree locks the autumn in the deep courtyard. -Li Yu's "Hui Huan"

The scenery in Qiu Lai is different, and Hengyang Goose is unknown.

Thousands of miles away, the long smoke and the sunset pass. -Fan Zhongan's "The Fisherman's Pride Qiu Si"

Fifty strings ring beyond the Great Wall, and soldiers are stationed in the battlefield in autumn. -"Broken Array" Xin Qiji

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.

-Ma Zhiyuan's "Tianjingsha Qiu Si"

Sunset and lonely Qi Fei, autumn waters and sky are the same color. -Wang Bo's Preface to Wang Tengting

Stop and sit in the maple forest late, and the frost leaves are red in February flowers. -Dumay's "Mountain Walk"

Qiu Guang painted a cold screen with a silver candle, fanned a small fan at the firefly, and sat watching the Cowherd and the Weaver Maid as cool as water during the day and night.

-autumn night in Dumet

Crows fell on the moon, crowed coldly, slept on maple trees, and slept in fishing lanes by the river. -Zhang Ji is a night stop near Fengqiao.

It can blow off the golden leaves in autumn and bloom beautiful flowers in spring.

Thousands of feet crossed the river with an oblique bamboo pole. -Li Qiao "Wind"

The lake is full of light and moonlight, and the windless mirror on the pool surface is not polished.

Look at the Dongting landscape. There is a green snail in the silver plate. -Liu Yuxi's "Looking at Dongting"

Castle peak is vaguely green water thousands of miles away, and the vegetation in the south of the Yangtze River has not withered in autumn.

Where does the Jade Man teach oral sex at Bridge 24 on a moonlit night? -Du Mu's "Sue Yangzhou Magistrate Han Chuo"

A boat with a hat, a silk and an inch-long hook.