1. Autumn coolness, drenched the landscape this morning
Author: Shibu River Red Sail?
Autumn came
carrying the harvest and joy
You left
with dampness and sadness in your eyes
To the autumn wind
To take away the pallor of your brow
Garden lost
A touch of vigorous green
You followed the last light
Toward dawn
What is it?
Autumn's coolness
drenched this morning's landscape
2. Night Dew
Author: Horse Happiness
The night sky is filled with the bright moon
The mountains and forests are filled with the song of cicadas
Walking through my hometown, I don't care if the paths are crooked or straight
Moreover, don't get serious with the scythes that are hung on the walls of my old house
My wet feet have already been harvesting the autumn grass left behind by my father. I've harvested the autumn grass left by my father
That's the sound of the countryside to the bone
The red lips of the maple forest hold the nests of the birds
The eyes of the pond hold the frogs
Walking through the river in my hometown, I don't care about the coldness of the stones
Moreover, I don't want to look into the tears of autumn that are lying dormant in the eyes of the fish
My heartbeat has already arrived at the crystalline tips of the grass
It is the old house that reveals its secrets
This is the old house that reveals its secrets
It is the new house that has been built.
A pale wolf
Eyes filled with the sound of distant geese
My village, the smoke of the kang has been dipped in autumn white
Grasshoppers nibbled on the night dew hanging from the tips of the grass
The moonlight of the erhu sent the sound of geese even farther away
That's what is etched in the bones of the nostalgia
3. The scenery by the river
Wen/Small Li Zi
Sunset, walk on the trestle
Red Leaf River, the sound of the waves is still
Dreamy feelings in the dusk overflowing
Shimmering, water and sky are connected
Mother River's passion for a thousand miles
Rolling waves, undulating
Sunset is delicate, the colorful chains fly
Forgetting to be in love with the mother of all things is not the only thing you need to know.
The tide of forgetfulness, the mountains and seas
On the coastal bank, high-rise buildings lined up
The prosperous city, the river through the city
I y appreciate, the second hometown of the changes
Listening to the sound of the waves, nostalgia for the past
Childhood of the wandering place, engraved in the bones
Ragged clothes, tousled head
Bowl of leftover soup, a beggar's bowl
A bowl of leftovers, a picture of a beggar's plight
Lying on the streets at night, shivering in the cold
The trials of life, the baptism of the soul
The integration of the city of gold, the life of the wind and the rain
Love in the city of gold, the painstaking search for
Regret in the city of gold, the love of the feud
Bow a cupped handful of water, sprinkled on the face
To understand the life of the fall, the tenderness of water
To think of the faraway land, the autumn water
To think of the far away land, the river, the water is the most tender.
Thinking of a distant place, with the current
The faint melancholy, the sunset is infinitely beautiful
4, drunkenness
Author: Yan Hongfang
The sun just smiled and glistened
A few wisps of autumn wind climbed up to the top of the tree
Picked up a few yellow leaves with his own hands
The east fell to the west
Seems to be drunk on spirits
The sun is not yet on the ground, but it is still in the air, and the sun has not yet reached its peak.
Before it could stand firm
There was a howl of thunder
The raindrops took advantage of the situation to fall
The dimness crept over the roof
Ghostly clinging to the window pane
Peeping into the somber face in the house
Sadness stood steadily on the forehead
Eyes that took pity on the drunken man's gesture
The quirking lips that Speak without words
The mellowness of wine?
The pleasure of drinking?
The pain of alcohol?
The pain of not being able to do what you want?
Autumn rain is wild and crazy
Every dusk comes uninvited
The trees outside the window, forlornly hanging their heads down
Will be quietly collecting their hearts
Birds knowingly bury their heads in silence
Eyes in the rain in the web
The droplets fall is the heart of the matter
The water splashes ripples
The distant mountains
Blocked by tall buildings
Tangled in vague smoke
Rain. Reaching out to pull down the twilight
seeming to hypnotize the waking soul
covering the remaining trace of happiness
a boulder squeezing the heart chakra
inability to tell the heartache
a dreamy obsessive sentence
crying and laughing
a black oil-paper umbrella
personality in the rain and wind
Umbrellas Colorful in the falling rain
Rendering a cool autumn
Cold on one side, lively on the other
Why worry
Autumn rain washes away the dust
Retaining a bright
Mind sings a drunken love
5, the most beautiful scenery
Wen/Xu Kehong
Traveling through the sound of space and time
Remained in the wind and rain.
Left at the end of the world
Sometimes it chirps, sometimes it whistles
Bypassing rivers and lakes
Sweeping over the earth's wilderness and lofty mountains
Traversing the mountains and the earth
Like a long, winding serpent, in the wilderness, under the green mountains
Looking extraordinarily clear and analytical
Whether in the spring, summer, fall, winter or winter, it is still standing firm there.
Waiting for the hope and the future
Through the cold and the heat
These days, it is still there without a word
Looking forward to the future
Every day, it is smiling and enjoying the fun of life
Showing nature's splendor in the wilderness
Sharing the joy of the traffic
Walking by the road, the snake is still there in the green hills of the wilderness. p>
Walking through the road looking up at the blue sky and white clouds with people *** enjoying the joy of heaven
Traveling over the horizon
Spanning across the great rivers in the north and south
Connecting the five lakes and the four corners of the world
Every day and every year, carrying the hope and the future
And people's livelihood out of the trip is connected to the heart of the heart
Surviving the storms of the year and the year
Throughout the storms of the year
With confidence, we have a lot to do.
With confidence in the future of mankind
Historical miracles
Leaving eternal memories in people's eyes
Showing their own style
Year after year, day after day, week after week, day after day
Becoming a scenic spot in the eyes of the people
Traveling across the country across the various towns and cities
Dotted with the motherland.