Autumn Tales of the eponymous poem
Autumn Tales
-- Re-traveling the road of Xiaoping's southern tour with feelings
Twenty years ago in the spring,
an old man went to the South China Sea side of the version of the South China Sea,
with his firm belief in the right to
A man went to the South China Sea
with his firm conviction of the right
to make six points,
the resounding words were like the sound of spring thunder.
Since then, "Spring Story" sung all over the north and south of the river,
The land of China continues to change,
plowing, looking forward to,
generation after generation of the Party Central Committee,
leading the people steadily forward.
Twenty years later in the fall,
We follow the footprints of the Southern Patrol,
once again came to the South China Sea,
look at the golden world,
everywhere is a fruitful.
Spring plowing and autumn harvest,
A magnificent picture,
Reform and opening up,
A great poem,
This is the story of autumn.
The story of autumn, about the poem
Autumn Thoughts
Zhang Ji
The city of Luoyang to see the autumn wind,
want to write a book ten thousand times.
I'm afraid I can't say it all in a hurry,
Pedestrians are on the verge of opening their doors again
Poems about Autumn:
All Night in the Mountain Dwelling
Wang Wei, Tang Dynasty
The weather is late in the autumn after a fresh rain on the empty mountains. The moon is shining between the pines, and the spring is flowing over the stones.
The bamboo clamor returns to the raccoon girl, and the lotus moves under the fishing boat. The first time I saw this is when I was a kid, and it was the first time I was a kid.
"Autumn Night Song" by Tang Wang Wei
Gui Pi was first born in the fall dew micro, light Luo has been thin not changed clothes.
The silver kite is a long time in the night, and I can't bear to go back to the empty room.
Li Bai, Tang Dynasty, Autumn Song of the Son and the Night
A piece of moon in Chang'an, the sound of pounding clothes in ten thousand houses.
The fall wind is not enough to blow, but it is always the love of the jade.
When will the hu captives be pacified?
Autumn Climbing to the North Tower of Xie Overlook in Xuancheng, Tang Li Bai
Jiangcheng is like a painting, and the mountains look at the clear sky at dawn. The rain is caught in the mirror, and the rainbow falls from the two bridges.
The people are cold, the pomelo is cold, the color of autumn is old wutong. The first thing you need to do is to get a good look at the color of the sky, and you will be able to see the color of the sky and the sky.
The Jiande River in the Tang Meng Haoran
Moving the boat to the smoky islet, the sun dusk, the guest worries new. The world's largest and most importantly, the world's largest and most importantly, the world's most important.
Autumn Mount Lanshan sends Zhang Wu Tang Meng Haoran
The northern mountains in the white clouds, the hermit is happy. The first time I saw you, I was so happy to see you, and I was so happy to see you.
I feel sad because of the twilight, and I feel excited because of the fall.
The first thing you need to do is to get a good look at the newest version of the game, the one that you're going to see.
The trees in the sky are like chestnuts, and the river is like the moon.
The first time I saw you was when I was a kid, and I was a kid, and I was a kid.
"Autumn Sunset" by Du Mu of the Tang Dynasty
The silver candles and the autumn light are cold on the painting screen, and the small fan is light enough to catch the fireflies.
The night color of the sky is as cool as water, and I sit and watch the Altair and Vega stars.
"Ascending" by Du Fu, Tang Dynasty
The wind and the sky are so high that the apes are whistling, and the islets are clear and the sand is white, and the birds are flying back.
The fallen trees are under the Xiao Xiao, and the Yangtze River is rolling.
Miles of sadness in the fall, often as a guest, a hundred years of sickness alone on the stage.
The hard times are hard to hate, and the scars are hard to see, and the scars are hard to see.
"Mid-Autumn Moon" by Su Shi, Song Dynasty
The twilight clouds are overflowing with cold, and the silver man is turning the jade disk without sound.
This night will not be long, and the bright moon will not be seen next year.
The Mid-Autumn Moon
The clear light of the sky is unimaginable, and it adds to the sorrows and hatred around the end of the world.
Who's been on the road for a long time? The first thing you need to do is to get your hands on a new one, and you'll be able to do that.
The night the old girl lost her favor returned to the courtyard, and the old man went up the stairs.
The first time I saw this was when I was a kid, and it was the first time I'd ever seen a kid in the world.
The words describing the fall:
Su Mou Zhi Song Fan Zhongyan
The sky of blue clouds, the yellow leaves, the autumn color is even the wave, the wave on the cold smoke green.
The mountains reflect the slanting sun and the sky is connected to the water, the grass is merciless, but also outside the slanting sun.
The soul of the countryside is dimmed, the thoughts of the travelers are pursued, and the night is not unless a good dream stays with the people to sleep.
The moonlight building is high up and you can't lean on it alone, but the wine is turning into tears of love.
"The Fisherman's Pride" by Fan Zhongyan, Song Dynasty
The scenery is different in the autumn under the Seychelles, and the wild geese in Hengyang are not paying attention to it.
The song "The Pride of the Fisherman's House" was written by Fan Zhongyan in the Song Dynasty.
The city is closed by a thousand roaches, and the sun is setting.
A cup of turbid wine and a thousand miles away from home.
The Qiang's pipe is so long that the ground is covered with frost.
The general's hair is white and the soldier's tears.
Era: Tang Dynasty
Author: Li Peak
Work: Wind
Content:
The leaves of the three autumns will fall, and the flowers of the two months will bloom.
A thousand-foot wave over the river, and ten thousand poles of bamboo.
The mountain line Du Mu
Far away on the cold mountain stone path slanting, deep in the white clouds there are people.
The leaves are redder than the flowers in February.
Poems about Autumn
Liu Dabai, "On the River in the Evening of Autumn"
The birds are returning to their nests,
and even though they have returned,
they are still carrying the slanting sun.
With a flip of its wings,
it dropped the sun on the river;
the reeds with their white heads,
were also made up in a flash of red.
(1923)
The Pigeons
The clouds are pale and the sky is high!
There is a flock of pigeons playing in the air.
Look at them in twos and threes,
circling back and forth,
and they are so happy that--
suddenly, they turn over and reflect the sun, and their white feathers set against the blue sky are very beautiful!
(1918)
"Autumn Morning" by Yu Ganyu
Farewell, starry and frosty night,
I have suffered from the sins of the holy water,
You have stepped over my back,
Welcome, East Dawn, you have risen again!
In this last moment, I opened my eyes
and clasped my hands around the feet of the sun, watching
the leaves tremble and the flowers dance, and listening to the intoxicating sounds of the marketplace,
until tears of joy fell!
(1934)
"In the Shanghai-Hangzhou Car" by Xu Zhimo
Hurriedly! I'm in a hurry!
A roll of smoke, a mountain, a few clouds,
A waterway, a bridge, the sound of a scullery,
A forest of pines, a clump of bamboos, a profusion of red leaves,
Lustrous fields, lustrous autumnal landscapes,
Dreamlike, distinct, fuzzy, and fading,
The autumn is a dreamlike place. p> Hyperventilating! Is it the wheel or the time?
It's the wheel or the time? It's aging the autumn face, aging the life!
(1928)
"Whispers" by Xu Zhimo
Autumn rains in a cold pool of autumn water,
a gaunt willow,
a timid autumn branch,
a piece of autumn leaves that are about to turn yellow,
listen to him gobbling in anticipation of his affection,
whispering the thoughts of the three autumns,
and then he said: "We have to gobbling, we must gobble, and then we must speak.
The first thing I did was to gently brush him off in the autumn water and waves of the autumn halo, a whirlpool and a half-turn,
followed by the autumn flow.
The whispers of the autumn rain, the love affair of the three autumns,
love poem plot, also fell in the autumn water and autumn waves of the autumn halo, a whirlpool half-turn,
followed the autumn flow.
(July 21, 1922)
"The Autumn Moon" by Xu Zhimo
The autumn moon!
Who can't stand the romantic scratching of the silver fingertips
!
But look at the sea of light waves, not unable to resist the caress of its
jade finger, where the low wandering sob!
The boring clouds of smoke,
the beauty of the autumn moon,
smoked the warm heart of the cold eyes,
and also coldly dressed in light onyx,
to participate in the
beautiful marriage and funeral.
(October 6, 1922)
"The Autumn Moon" by Xu Zhimo
It's the same moonlight,
tonight, because we are all looking up--
Look at it, a full-bodied and flattering round,
from the dark and mob-like
clouds.
Rising from the dark, mob-like clouds--
It's bright and round.
It spreads on the road,
it flickers on the water,
it is immersed in the
underwater where the grasses are coiled up in a melancholy
;
it looks out over the battlements of the old city,
and the bricks of the city breathe in its brightness,
and it caresses
the clouds that are strewn across the city's walls. p> Dancing in the dewy air.
Listen to the chants of the four fields -
Eternal humble harmonies,
Sorrow kneaded with mirth,
Resentment and enmity,
Obscurity embracing fire and lightning,
In this ghostly night of Autumn with the
pallor of the autumn fields,
"Unraveling" is the most important of all the poems of the world.
The greatness of the Unraveling
unfolds
a baby's smile in the depths of all that is subtle
!
(October 1930)
"Autumn Dreams" by Dai Wangshu
The bells of the distant shepherdesses
shook down the light leaves.
The dream of autumn is light,
and it is the love of the fair shepherdess.
And so my dream came quietly,
but with a heavy load of yesteryear.
Oh, now I have some cold,
Some chill, and some melancholy.
(January 1931)
Frosty Flowers by Dai Wangshu
The frosty flowers of September,
the frosty flowers of October,
the dainty maidens of the fog,
came to my temples.
Decorated with autumn leaves,
You decorated the monotonous death,
Daughter of the fog,
came to pin your colorful flowers for me.
Do you still have tears of pearl?
The sun has not rekindled the ashes.
I watch the fall of my hair,
and I welcome the autumn that you have decorated.
(October 1935)
Autumn by Du Yun Xie
Even the pigeon whistles are sounding a ripe tone,
the summer of the rain showers is over.
I no longer think of the severe and sultry trials,
and the detailed memories of the dangerous swim.
Having experienced the breaking of the spring buds,
the twisting and bruising of the growing buds,
these branches were wild in the sun,
and almost lost in the rainy night.
Now the easy sky is free from clouds,
and the mountains are clear and the horizon is wide;
O season of ripeness of intellect and feeling,
and the river is like a source from the deeper depths.
The turbulence of the air is fermented,
into a transparent wine in the valley;
how many gusts of autumn are blowing in? The intoxicating scent
has y stained the autumn flowers and leaves.
The street trees also hint at something with their red color,
The wheels of the bicycles shine with vitality;
The long arms of the cranes are pointing to the distance in the sky,
and the autumn sun scans the message of the harvest above.
(Autumn 1979)
The Grass of Jiangnan Li Ji
In the autumn when the chrysanthemums were blooming,
I came to Jiangnan for the first time.
1. "All Night in the Mountain Dwelling in Autumn" by Wang Wei, Tang Dynasty
The weather is late in the autumn after the new rain on the empty mountains. The moon is shining between the pines, and the spring is flowing over the stones.
The bamboo clamor returns to the raccoon girl, and the lotus moves under the fishing boat. The first thing you need to do is to get your hands dirty.
2. "Autumn Day on the Wugong Terrace on the temple overlook" Tang Liu Changqing
The ancient platform shook behind the fall into the heart of the countryside. The temple is a small one, and the cloud peaks are separated from the water.
The setting sun is still on the base, and the cold chime is full of empty forests. The first thing you need to do is to get rid of all the stuff that you've been doing for years.
3. "Autumn Night Song" by Wang Wei, Tang Dynasty
Gui Pi was born in the beginning of the autumn dew, and the light Luo is already thin and not changed clothes.
The silver kite has been long and attentive, and I can't bear to go back to the empty room.
4. "Song of Autumn on the Night of the Son" by Li Bai, Tang Dynasty
A piece of moon in Chang'an, and the sound of pounding clothes in ten thousand houses.
The fall wind is not enough to blow, it is always the love of Jade Pass.
When will the hu captives be pacified?
5. "Autumn Ascension to Xuancheng Xie Overlook North Tower" by Li Bai, Tang Dynasty
Jiangcheng is like a painting, and the mountains look at the clear sky at dawn. The rainwater is caught in the mirror, and the rainbow falls from the twin bridges.
The people are cold, the pomelo is cold, the color of autumn is old wutong. The first thing you need to do is to get a good look at the color of the sky, and you will be able to see the color of the sky and the sky.
6, "host Jiande River" Tang Meng Haoran
Moving the boat to the smoke islet, the day twilight guest sadness new. The sky is open and the trees are low, the river is clear and the moon is near.
7. Autumn climbed to Lanshan to send Zhang Wu Tang Meng Haoran
The northern mountains in the white clouds, the hermit is happy. The first time I saw you, I was so happy to see you, and I was so happy to see you.
I feel sad because of the twilight, and I am happy because of the fall.
The first thing you need to do is to get a good look at the newest version of the game, the one that you're going to see.
The trees in the sky are like chestnuts, and the river is like the moon. The first thing you need to do is to get drunk at the Festival of the New Year.
8, "Autumn Sunset" Tang Du Mu
Silver candles and autumn light cold painting screen, light small fan puffing fireflies.
The night sky is as cool as water, and I sit and watch the Altair and Vega stars.
9. "Ascending" by Du Fu, Tang Dynasty
The wind and the sky are so high that the apes are whistling, and the islets are clear and the sand is white, and the birds are flying back.
The boundless fallen trees are under the Xiaoxiao, and the endless Yangtze River is rolling.
Miles of sadness in the fall, often as a guest, a hundred years of sickness alone on the stage.
The hard times are hard to hate, and the scribbling stops the cup of wine.
10, "Mid-Autumn Moon" Song Su Shi
The twilight clouds are overflowing with cold, and the silver man has no sound to turn the jade disk.
This night is not long, the bright moon next year where to see.
11, "Mid-Autumn Moon" Tang Bai Juyi
Miles of clear light can not be imagined, adding sorrow and hate around the end of the world.
Who's out there? The first thing you need to do is to get your hands on a new one, and you'll be able to do that.
The night the old girl lost her favor returned to the courtyard, and the old man went up the stairs.
The first time I saw this was when I was a kid, and it was the first time I'd ever seen a kid in the world.
12, "Su Mou Zhi" Song Fan Zhongyan
Blue cloud sky, yellow leaf ground, autumn color even wave, wave on the cold smoke green.
The mountains reflect the slanting sun and the sky is connected to the water, and the grass is relentless, more in the slanting sun outside.
The soul of the countryside is dimmed, the thoughts of the travelers are pursued, and the night is not unless a good dream stays with the people to sleep.
The first thing you need to do is to get a good look at the world, and you'll be able to see what's going on in it.
13, "The Fisherman's Pride" Song Fan Zhongyan
The scenery is different in the autumn under the Seychelles, and the geese in Hengyang are not paying attention.
The landscape is different in the autumn under the Seychelles, and the wild geese in Hengyang have gone without notice.
The city is closed by a thousand roaches, and the sun is setting.
A cup of turbid wine and a thousand miles away from home.
The Qiang's pipe is so long that the ground is covered with frost.
The general's hair is gray and the soldiers are in tears.
14. "Autumn Waves of Beauty" by Lu You, Song Dynasty
On the evening of July 16th, he climbed up to the Happy Pavilion and looked at the south mountain of Chang'an
The horns of the border city sounded mournful in the autumn, and the beacon fire shone on the high platform. The song of sadness and the libation of the wine, this pleasure is leisurely!
Who is as sentimental as the moon in the southern mountains, especially the twilight clouds. The Ba Bridge and the Qujiang Pond are waiting for people to come. Agree 1217| Comments(11)
Poems describing a person who does not seem to be alone is actually very lonely
1, speechless alone on the west tower, the moon is like a hook, lonely sycamore deep courtyard locks the Qingqiu. -Southern Tang Dynasty-Li Yu, "Happiness at Meeting Each Other" back
Translation: Silent and speechless answer, lonely, alone, slowly ascending the empty west building. Looking up at the sky, I was accompanied only by a cold moon like a hook.
2, outside the broken bridge, lonely open no master. It's already dusk and I'm worried about it alone, and it's even more windy and rainy.
Translation: By the Broken Bridge outside the post, the plum blossoms are open and lonely, with no one to appreciate them. It is already sad enough to be alone in the dusk, but it is also hit by the wind and rain and drifted down in all directions.
3, red apricot leaves, plum has been decorated branches. The first time I saw this was when I was a kid, and it was the last time I saw a kid.
4. A pot of wine between flowers, drinking alone without relatives. I'm not going to be able to get a good look at it, but I'm going to be able to get a good look at it.
Translation: A pot of wine was set up among the flowers, and I poured myself a cup of wine, without a friend or relative by my side. Raising my cup to the sky and inviting the bright moon, opposite my shadow, I become three.
5, spring return to where, lonely no line road, if someone knows where the spring go, call to take return to live with.
Translation: Where did spring return to? I can't find its footprints, there is silence everywhere. If someone knows the news of spring, call it back to live with us.