Maple leaves turn from green to red and yellow in autumn, and they are dyed all over the mountain.
When the autumn wind blows, the leaves of konoha fall yellow and slowly fall one after another.
When the poet sees the bright colors and meets the bleak atmosphere, he can't help writing poems in this gorgeous autumn.
In the poet's pen,
Autumn wind is ruthless, autumn water is cold, autumn moon is cold, and people in autumn are also sad.
But these heartless, cold, sad, fused together, but magically turned into beautiful pictures.
We didn't know until we read those poems:
It turns out that autumn is really beautiful
Autumn leaves, the wind rustling branches, shallow autumn water flows through the protruding stones, making a sound. The billowing waves splashed with strength, and the frightened egrets began to fly up and down, and their screams came from time to time in the air.
The sound of autumn is a wonderful symphony.
Under the blue sky, white clouds are leisurely. In autumn, yellow leaves are everywhere. The endless autumn colors stretch all the way to the flowing river. Above the river waves, smoke fills the air, and the trees along the river are mixed and empty. The orange sunset shines on the top of the mountain. In the distance, the water and the sky are the same, the grass is growing, and the sunset is endless.
The autumn in Fan Zhongyan's works is vast, the colors blend and the boundaries of all things blend with each other. Even the best painter can't draw such a scene.
When Wang Bo came to Shu from Chang 'an, he was not free and easy. In autumn, standing by the Yangtze River, the waves that originally rolled eastward became restless because of long-term stagnation. Across Wan Li, his heart is always full of homesickness. What's more, in this bleak autumn wind and the yellow leaves flying all over the mountain, the sadness in my heart is surging.
Visiting a neighbor's house in the south, the host's children are already familiar with Du Fu, an old friend. I stayed at Mr. Jinli's home all day, and it was not until dusk that the host rowed back to Chai Men.
Autumn water is only four or five feet deep, and wild gas is only two or three people.
The autumn water is shallow, only four or five feet deep. The boat can only carry two or three, and one more will make it impossible to row. The white sand beach and green bamboo forest by the river gradually disappeared into the night. At the time of parting, a new moon just hung in the sky.
This autumn night is so warm and beautiful.
Besides Sanqiu cinnamon, Shili Lotus and Qiuju are also lovely.
Flowers are bright, moist, beautiful and fragrant. Pick the freshest flowers, soak them in wine, the wine tastes more delicious, drink chrysanthemum wine, live in the valley, and leave this world deeper. Pick up the hip flask and pour the wine into the cups, one after another. When the sun set in the western hills, all the creatures rested and the birds returned to the forest. I sang under the east window and spent my life happily.
Isn't this beautiful?
Autumn wind is blowing, white clouds are flying, the plants are yellow, and the geese return to the south. Orchids are beautiful and chrysanthemums are very fragrant. You can't forget the beauty in your heart. Floating in the Fenhe River in a construction boat, paddling and raising white waves. Play flute and drum, initialize the best.
This autumn outing was really enjoyable.
Unfortunately, when there are few young people, life will grow old helplessly, and it is necessary to eat, drink and be merry in time.
Such a charming autumn begins today.
Although there are leaves of wood falling, there are yellow leaves all over the ground.
Although the autumn wind is bleak, there are also white clouds flying.
We should not fall into sadness, but be optimistic and happy.
As the lyrics say:
Life is only a few autumn, and you won't return until you get drunk.
May you and I be intoxicated in this special autumn!