Year: Tang Author: Wang Wei
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 ci
Year: Tang Author: Liu Yuxi
Since ancient times, I feel sad and lonely every autumn. I think autumn is more than spring.
There is no one in the clear sky in Wan Li, and a crane, Ling Yunfei, has aroused my meditation on the blue sky.
Qiudeng Xuancheng Xie Tiao North Building
Year: Tang Author: Li Bai
In the picturesque river, the mountains and rivers are beautiful and the sky is clear.
Between the two rivers, one lake is like a bright mirror; The two bridges on the river look like rainbows falling from the sky.
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?
Autumn wind guide
Year: Tang Author: Liu Yuxi
Where is the autumn wind? Xiao Xiao sent the goose.
When the morning light enters the courtyard, lonely guests smell it first.
Autumn serenade
Year: Tang Author: Wang Wei
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.
2. The poem "Mountain Residence in Autumn Night" describes the beautiful scenery of autumn in my hometown (Tang) Wang Wei.
After the rain, the empty mountain stands in the pine forest in the dusk moonlight, and the crystal stone flows in the stream.
Bamboo whispered to the washerwoman who came home, and the lotus leaf gave in before the fishing boat. My friend's prince, spring has passed and you are still here. What does it matter? .
Appreciating the Moon in Mid-Autumn Festival (Song) Su Shi
The evening clouds are full of cold, and the silver-haired people silently turn to the jade plate.
This life is not a good night. Where to see the bright moon next year?
Autumn nocturne (Tang) Wang Wei
Guipo was born with autumn dew, but Luo was so thin that he never changed his clothes.
Andrew worked hard all night, but she was afraid to leave the room and couldn't bear to go home.
Autumn Night (Tang) Du Mu
Qiu Guang drew a cold screen with a silver candle and waved a small fan at the firefly.
Day and night are as cool as water. Sit and watch the morning glory and Vega.
Midnight (Tang) Li Bai
A moon hangs over the capital, and 10,000 washing hammers are beating.
Autumn wind blows my heart, forever blowing to Yumen Pass.
Oh, when will the Tatar army be conquered and when will my husband come back from the long battle! .
Qiu Deng Xuancheng Xie Tiao North Building (Tang) Li Bai
In a picturesque river, the mountain looks very clear, the rain catches the mirror, and the rainbow falls on the double bridge.
A cold orange pomelo and an old phoenix tree in autumn. Who goes to the north building, worship the breeze.
Night parking near Fengqiao (Tang)
Frosty night,
Jiang Feng sleeps in the fire.
Hanshan Temple outside Gusu,
The midnight bell rang and the passenger ship arrived.
Autumn Mountain (Song) Yang Wanli
Sapium Sebi frum was an old dyer all his life.
Mistake iron soap for scarlet.
Xiaofeng stole wine all night,
Loneliness hides drunkenness.
Su Mu (Song) Fan Zhongyan
Blue sky and yellow leaves.
The autumn wind is full of waves, and the waves are cold and smoky.
The mountain reflects the sun and the sky meets the water.
The grass is ruthless, and it is even more ruthless outside the sunset.
Dark homesickness, thoughts of chasing travel.
Every night unless, good dreams make people unable to sleep.
The moon tower rests alone,
Wine becomes sorrow, acacia becomes tears.
Five Poems of Chang Xin Qiu Ci (Tang) by Wang Changling
The leaves of the golden well tree are yellow.
Beaded curtains don't roll frost at night.
Smoked jade pillow has no color,
Lie down and listen to the Nangong clear the leak.
Autumn Night (Song) Zhu
Sleepless nights, crisp autumn,
Candle flowers are often cut for the night.
The bed is cool and full of buttonwood trees.
The phoenix tree is absent, and the moon is bright.
Chrysanthemum (Tang) Huang Chao
Stay in Qiu Lai on September 8th, and I will kill all the flowers after they bloom.
The incense array pervades Chang 'an, and the city is full of golden flowers.
Titania Chrysanthemum (Tang) Huang Chao
The west wind is rustling all over the courtyard, and cold butterflies are hard to come by.
If I were Di Qing next year, I would report to Taohua.
Beginning of autumn Liu Han
The crying of suckling ducks scattered on the jade screen, and there was a cool breeze.
There is nowhere to be found when I sleep, and my eyes are full of leaves and moonlight.
Autumn wind rises in Bai Yunfei, the vegetation turns yellow, and the geese return to the south —— Autumn Wind
The sunset is lonely in Qi Fei, and the autumn waters are the same color as the sky —— Preface to Wang Ge's Farewell Ceremony Deng Hongfu's Knee in Autumn.
Trees are all in autumn, and mountains and hills just fade-wild hope.
Bai Juyi in Ode to Mujiang
"A waning moon is spreading in the water,
Half the river rustles and half the river is red.
Poor night of September 3rd,
Dewdrops are like pearls, and the moon is like a bow. "
Du Fu, up the hill
"In the wild wind in the vast sky, the ape is sobbing.
Birds fly over the clear lake and white sand beach and fly home.
Leaves fall like a waterfall,
When I watch the long river roll forward. "
Qiu Ci (Tang) Liu Yuxi
Since ancient times, every autumn has been sad and lonely.
I say autumn is better than spring,
In the clear sky, a crane is walking among the clouds.
It brought poetry to Bixiao.
Tianjin Sha Qiu Si Ma Zhiyuan
Dead vines and old trees faint crows, small bridges and flowing water, and old roads and thin horses.
When the sun sets, heartbroken people are at the end of the world.
Mountain (Tang) Du Mu
Far away, the stone path of Hanshan is oblique, and there are people from Bai Yunsheng.
Stop and sit in the maple forest late, and the frost leaves are red in February.
3. What are the poems praising late autumn? "Watching Langya in Chuyang County in Late Autumn"
Year: Tang author:
The mountain pavilion meets the green deer, and the mangrove lotus palace meets the lotus. The ancient temple opened in the setting sun and half rocks, and the wild smoke covered the light waves.
In autumn, chrysanthemums meet the west wind, and geese lead the anvil to the north and think more. I still dare not sleep alone in the middle of the night, sitting and watching the dew of Sha Ting.
In late autumn, the master's room passed the source clan.
Year: Tang Author: Li Pin
The daily value fell, and the mountain house was empty. A slight cold gives birth to midnight, and a rainy day stops Xiang Qiu.
Talk more about geese, wait less for worms after meditation. After listening to this, Fang was unconscious with grief.
A book about the moonlit night in late autumn in He Huan.
Year: Song Author: Di Zundu
It's chilly under the leaves in Dongting, and it's hard to freeze. The full moon cannot bear to be short, but it does not float.
I remember blowing the phoenix of Julai, and taking the cloud of Zizhi even more. The Jade Tower has been in thousands of feet for half a day, and the pearl trees are exquisitely hung on it.
4. Du Mu, an ancient poem about autumn or homesickness-hiking
Winding along the rocky path in Lengshan Town.
A home uncovered in floating white clouds
Parking LAM Raymond likes to sit up late.
The frosty autumn leaves are redder than the flowers in February.
Zhang Ji-Night parking near Fengqiao
Frosty night,
Jiang Feng sleeps in the fire.
Hanshan Temple outside Gusu,
The midnight bell arrived at the passenger ship.
Bai Juyi-Pipa Hang
In the evening, I bid farewell to a guest on Xunyang River. Maple leaves and mature rushes rustle in autumn.
I, the host, have dismounted, my guest has boarded his boat, and we raise our cups, hoping to drink-but, alas, there is no music.
Although we drank a lot of wine, we were not happy. When we were leaving each other, the river mysteriously widened in the direction of the full moon.
We heard a sudden sound, a guitar crossed the water, the host forgot to go home and the guests left.
We followed the direction of the melody and asked the player's name, and the voice was interrupted ... and then she reluctantly answered.
We moved the boat closer to hers, invited her to join us, and summoned more wine and lanterns to start our party again.
However, before she came to us, we called a thousand times and urged her for a thousand times, but she still hid half of her face behind her guitar from us.
... she turned the tuning pin and tested several strings, and even before she played, we could feel her feelings.
Every string is a kind of meditation, and every note is a kind of deep thinking, as if she were telling us the pain of her life.
She frowned, bent her fingers, and then started her music, letting her heart share everything with us bit by bit.
She brushed the strings, slowly twisted, swept and plucked, first the air in the rainbow skirt, then the six small ones.
Big strings hum like rain, and small strings whisper like secrets.
Humming, whispering-and then mixing together, like pouring large and small pearls into a plate of jade.
Between Guan Ying's words, the bottom of the flower is slippery, so you can't swallow the spring scenery and flow under the ice.
The ice spring is cold and astringent, and the strings condense, and the condensation will never stop.
The depth of sadness and the hiding of sadness are more told in silence than in voice.
A silver vase suddenly burst, pouring out a stream of water, jumping out of the conflict and blow between armored horses and weapons.
Before she put down the pick, her stroke was over, and all four strings made a sound, just like tearing silk.
The east ship was silent, and the west ship was silent. We saw the white autumn moon entering the river.
She tied it thoughtfully on the rope, stood up and smoothed her clothes, serious and polite.
Tell us how she spent her girlhood in the capital and lived in her parents' house in Toad Hill.
She mastered the guitar at the age of thirteen, and her name ranked first in the list of musicians.
Song often impressed people, and her beauty envied all the leading dancers.
How did the aristocratic youths in Wuling compete generously? Countless red silks were given to a song.
And the blood color of the skirt was stained by wine, China.
Season after season, joy followed, and neither the autumn moon nor the spring breeze attracted her attention.
Until her brother went to war, and then her aunt died, and the night passed, and the night came, and her beauty disappeared.
There were fewer and fewer cars and horses in front of the door, and finally she married herself to a businessman.
Who, first of all, stole money, accidentally left her and went to Fuliang to buy tea a month ago.
And she has been taking care of an empty boat in the estuary. Around the cabin, the moon and the river are cold.
Sometimes in the middle of the night, she dreams of her victory and is awakened from her dream by her hot tears.
Her first guitar note made me sigh. Now, after listening to her story, I feel even sadder.
We were all unhappy until the end of the day, when we met. We understand. What is the relationship between acquaintances? .
A year ago, I left the capital and came here. Now I am a sick Jiujiang exile.
Jiujiang is so far away that I haven't heard music, neither strings nor bamboo sounds for a whole year.
My residence is near the town by the river, low and humid, and the house is surrounded by bitter reeds and yellow rushes.
What can you hear here in the morning and evening? ? The cuckoo's bleeding cry, the ape's sobbing.
I often pick up the wine and drink it alone in the spring morning with flowers and the autumn night with moonlight shining.
Of course, there are folk songs and bagpipes in the village, but they are rough and harsh, and they are harsh in my ears.
Tonight, when I heard you playing the guitar, I felt that my hearing was illuminated by wonderful music.
Don't leave us. Come, sit down. Play it for us again. I will write a Long song about guitar. ..
... she was moved by my words, stood there for a while, and then sat down to play her strings-they sounded even sadder.
Although the tune was different from what she had played before, all the listeners covered their faces.
But which of them cried the most? , this Jiujiang officer. My blue sleeves are wet.
Meng Haoran —— Reading Zhang Qiu Deng Lan Shan
On the north peak in the white clouds,
You have found your quiet place.
Try to climb the other side of the mountain,
If the heart flies, the bird dies.
A quiet evening may seem a little sad,
If the weather is not so cool and sunny this autumn.
I looked at the river bank and the villagers who went home.
Rest on the beach until the ferry comes back.
There are trees on the horizon, like a row of grass.
Ships are like the moon by the river.
I hope you can come to see me and bring a basket of wine.
* * * Drunk Double Ninth Festival.
"Autumn Night in the Deep Mountains" Tang
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.
Military commander's view of climbing the mountain in autumn in Liu Changqing Temple
Gutai is always homesick in autumn. There are few people in the wild temple, and Yunfeng is separated by water depth.
The sunset clings to the old city, and the clear sound echoes in the empty forest. Southern dynasties, what's left? , today alone in the Yangtze River.
Autumn night Tang Wangwei
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.
Midnight Qiu Ge Tang Libai
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?
5. What are the poems about autumn? 1, a leaf and the sound of autumn, a little banana and a little sadness, and after the third night of dreams. -Xu Zaisi's "Water Fairy Night Rain"
2, the old vines are faint crows, the bridges are flowing, and the ancient roads are thin. -Ma Zhiyuan's "Tianjingsha Qiu Si"
3, independent cold autumn, Xiangjiang North, Orange Island. -"Changsha Qinyuan Spring"
4. The empty mountain after the rain stands in the autumn evening. -Wang Wei's Autumn Night in the Deep Mountains
5, the sunset and lonely Qi Fei, autumn waters * * * the sky is the same. _ _ _ _ Wang Bo's Preface to Wang Teng Pavilion
I refused to marry Feng Chun, but I was misunderstood by the autumn wind for no reason. _ _ _ _ He Zhu's heart is bitter, and the willow returns to the pond
7. Until September 8th in Qiu Lai, I will kill all the flowers after they open. -Huang Chao's "Last Happiness"
8. Lan Youxiu, Ju Youfang and Huai Jiaren can't forget it. -Liu Che's Autumn Wind
9. The rustling leaves are chilling, and the autumn wind on the river is moving. -Ye Shaoweng's Night Book
10, who thinks that the west wind is cool alone, the rustling yellow leaves close the window, and the sunset is nostalgic. -Na Lanxingde's "Huanxisha, who reads the west wind alone"
6. What are the poems describing autumn scenery? 1, Autumn Night in the Deep Mountains, Tang.
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.
2, "Autumn Night" Tang
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.
3, "Midnight Qiu Ge" Tang Libai
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?
4, "Qiu Deng Xuancheng Xie Tiao North Building" Tang Libai
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?
5, "Jiande Night Sleeping" Tang Meng Haoran
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.
6, "Qiu Lai Denglan Mountain Zhang" Haoran
Facing the white Yun Qi Fu Feifei on the mountain ridge, I can enjoy myself as a hermit. Now, when I climb this mountain to see you, my heart flies high with the geese.
Sadness is often the mood of dusk, and the mood is often the atmosphere of autumn. Tourists come to the village on the mountain, walk across the beach, sit at the ferry and have a rest.
The forest in the distance is like a shepherd's purse, overlooking the river bank like a crescent moon. I hope you will pick me up, bring a basket of wine and get drunk on the Double Ninth Festival.
7, "Autumn Night" Tang Du Mu
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.
8. "Ascending the Mountain" Tang Du Fu
The wind is fast and high, the ape cries sadly, and the birds are circling in the white sand.
The endless trees are rustling leaves, and the Yangtze River is rolling unpredictably.
Li in the sad autumn scenery, a wanderer all the year round, lives alone on the high platform in today's illness.
After all the hardships and hatred, the white hair is full, and the wine glasses are damaged.
9. Mid-Autumn Moon Song Sushi
The twilight clouds are cold, and the silver-haired people silently turn to the tracts.
If you don't meet a good night in this life, where will you see the bright moon next year?
10, Mid-Autumn Moon Tang Bai Juyi
Wan Li's beauty is incredible, adding sorrow, benefiting and hating to travel around the world.
Who is stationed outside Gansu for a long time? Where is the new parting before the court?
After falling out of favor, Ji returned to the hospital that night, but when the veteran went upstairs.
According to how many people are heartbroken, Jade Rabbit and Silver Toad are far from knowing.
1 1, Su Curtain Fan Zhongyan
Blue sky, yellow leaves, autumn colors, cold smoke, green waves.
The mountain reflects the setting sun and the sky meets the water, and the grass is ruthless, even outside the setting sun.
Dark homesickness, chasing travel, every night unless, good dreams make people sleep.
The bright moon tower is lonely, and the wine turns into sorrow and tears.
12, the pride of the fisherman Song Fan Zhongyan
The scenery in Qiu Lai is different, and Hengyang Goose is unknown.
The four sides are connected with each other.
Thousands of miles away, the long smoke closes.
A glass of turbid wine is Wan Li's home, but Ran Yan hasn't come home yet.
The pipe strength is covered with frost.
People don't sleep, and the general has white hair and tears.
7. What are the autumn rains in autumn poems? Tall buildings yearn for dusk, and there is rustling rain on the leaves of airplanes.
Autumn night-in my sleep, the autumn sound is nowhere to be found, and the leaves are full of steps.
Autumn sound-I didn't feel the dream of spring grass in the pond, but the leaves in front of the steps had autumn sound.
Autumn leaves-the wind blows bamboo in the middle of the night, and all the leaves are hate.
Autumn color-the rain invades the urn and the new moss is green, and the autumn leaves are red when entering the cross forest.
Autumn moon-the moonlight is flooded and the emptiness echoes.
Autumn chrysanthemum-it is better to die holding incense in the branches than to be blown down in the north wind.
Wan Li, an old friend, has never been heard from, and plans to ask Jiangtou to break the flood.
Autumn sorrow-don't say that you are always idle, and write clear sorrow every night.
Autumn is prosperous-the west wind blows all over the lake leaves, and it is unique to change your autumn clothes for the first time.
Autumn bosom-a fleeting sigh went out, and I saw konoha flying by the lake.
Qiu Meng —— Back in the autumn night at the beginning of my dream, Eden was still sleeping.
Memories of autumn-the anvil pestle knocks on the deep lane, and the phoenix tree shakes down the autumn hometown.
Enlightenment of autumn-everyone is explaining the sad autumn, not knowing it thoroughly like a poet.
The smell of autumn-crickets only know that autumn is early and there is a lot of rain on the banana.
8. What are the ancient poems about homesickness in autumn? Du Fu: Remembering Brothers on a Moonlit Night
The drums of the defenders cut off people's communication, and a lonely goose was singing in autumn in the frontier.
The dew turns to frost tonight, and the moonlight at home is bright!
Brothers are scattered, and no one can ask about life and death.
Letters sent to Luoyang city are often not delivered, and wars often do not stop. Wang Jian's "Fifteen Nights Looking at the Moon"
There are crows in Bai Shu and osmanthus in Coody Leng in the atrium.
I don't know who Qiu Si will meet tonight.
Zhang Jide's Qiu Si
The annual autumn wind blows to Luoyang city, and my wandering son doesn't know how his relatives in his hometown are; Writing a letter to peace has too much to say and I don't know where to start.
When the letter is written, I am worried that I have not finished what I want to say; When the messenger started, he opened the envelope and gave it to him. Liu Yuxi's autumn wind introduction
Where is the autumn wind? Xiao Xiao sent the goose. When the morning light enters the courtyard, lonely guests smell it first.
Long song line/long song line
Sunflowers bask in the sun in the green garden (xρ).
Spring fills the earth with hope, and everything presents a scene of prosperity.
I'm always afraid that autumn festival will come, and (kūn) yellow flowers (huā) leaves will fall (cui).
The river runs to the sea, and when will it return to the west?
A lazy youth, a lousy age.
9. What are the poems describing autumn in rural areas?
1, "Tour Shanxi Village" land tour
Don't laugh at the farmhouse music brewed in the muddled month. In the harvest month, the dishes for guests are very rich. There is no way to go because of the winding water flow in the mountains, and a mountain village suddenly appears in the willow-green flower bay.
Xiao Gu followed the Spring Club and dressed simply and quaint. In the future, if you can go out in the moonlight, I will knock on your door at any time with my cane.
2. Meng Haoran in Passing the Old Village
This old friend prepared a delicious meal and invited me to his hospitable farm.
Green Woods surround the village and green hills are located outside the city.
Banquet nursery, holding cups to talk about Sang Ma.
Please come here to see chrysanthemums when the ninth festival comes.
3, "Jueju" Du Fu
Jiangshan bathed in spring, how beautiful, flowers send flowers.
Swallows are busy nesting in wet mud and sleeping in pairs on the warm beach.
4, "Chai Lu" Wang Wei
No one can be seen in the silent valley, only the voice is heard.
The shadow of the sunset shone into the depths of the forest, and the scenery on the moss was pleasant.
5, "Wu Xinyi" Wang Wei
The branches of the topmost hibiscus flowers are full of scarlet calyx in the mountains.
There is no one in the stream, and it has begun to fall.
6, "Qiu Lai Farmhouse" Hu
Dye persimmon red in autumn,
Chrysanthemum hedgehog blushed.
Paddy fields and cornfields,
Chicken and dog are happy and peaceful.
7. Si Kongtu of "Apricot Flowers in My Hometown"
Send flowers and wine to celebrate the new opening, with flowers on the left and cups on the right.
Ask a cuttlefish and a glass of wine. How can an old friend be different?
8, "Except Night" is high-quality
The cold light in the hotel stayed alone and didn't sleep, and the guest turned sad.
Tonight, my hometown is full of thoughts, and the Ming Dynasty is worried for another year.
9. "Country April" Weng Juan
The mountains and plains are all green, and the sound of Zigui is raining like smoke.
In April, there were few idle people in the countryside, and sericulture was planted in the fields.
10, full of sad winter scenery, there are many mangrove temples on a mountain. Zhong Xuan is full of homesick tears, and Zhang Shuidong flows like jade waves.
1 1, plum and apricot fertilizer, wheat and cabbage flowers thin. No one has ever crossed the fence, only dragonflies and butterflies are flying.
12. Don't laugh at the mud wine in the farmhouse. Keep enough chickens and dolphins in good years. There is no way to go because of the winding water flow in the mountains, and a mountain village suddenly appears in the willow-green flower bay.
13, Wanshan, North and South Qian Shan, who doesn't miss home? Being alone will make you sad, for fear of hurting peaches and plums.
14, sad in a foreign land every spring, Du Qu oriole can know. Seeing the setting sun on the river bank, it seems that my heart has been torn into pieces of willow leaves.
15, came out during the day, became numb at night, and the children in the village were in charge. Although the children don't plow and weave, they also learn a kind of melon in the shade of mulberry trees.