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Autumn rain poems

The poem of autumn rain is as follows:

1, stay overnight in the autumn rain

Bai Juyi [Tang Dynasty]

Three cold autumn nights, a comfortable old man.

After lights out, sleep in the beautiful rain.

Grey thermos flask, fragrant warm quilt.

The sun is shining, it is freezing, and the frost leaves are full of red.

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The autumn night is chilly, and I am the only old man at home peacefully.

After turning off the lights, I lay down and fell asleep slowly, and gradually fell asleep in the autumn rain.

The fuel in the drying bottle has turned to ashes after the night, so I have to get up and make a fire to bake the quilt.

In the morning, the sky was clear, but the cold did not disappear. I only saw the frost leaves all over the ground in the autumn rain.

2. Biography of the River and Autumn Rain

Yanxuan [Five Dynasties]

Autumn rain, autumn rain, day and night, falling.

The dark lights are cold and the resentment is separated, and the demon Ji is very sad.

The west wind is a little noisy, stopping and continuing, and the face is tired and hanging double jade.

I invited the goose several times, but failed to arrive as scheduled. The goose returned, but the person did not return.

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Autumn rain is continuous! Autumn rain is continuous! Day and night, constantly drifting. In the dim light, she lay on the cold mat, resenting the separation from her lover. The beautiful girl can't help being so sad.

The west wind is getting urgent, blowing the bamboo branches in front of the window. On and off, two lines of tears hung on her powdered face. Originally, it was agreed many times to meet each other when the geese returned in autumn, but the other party failed to meet the deadline many times. Seeing the geese return, people don't return.

3. Flowers in the rain, Yu Qiu Pool, Wu Kang

Maopang [Song Dynasty]

The pool is cold and foggy up the hill. Small bamboo window low household. Several autumn sounds invade short dreams, and banana rains under the eaves.

White wine floating maggot chicken pecks millet. Ask Ling Tao when he will come back. There are clouds on the bank of Xiyueling, and I always think about that place.

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Cold fog rises in ponds and mountains. The house with low doors and windows is hidden in the dark bamboo forest. When did the autumn rain hit the banana leaves under the eaves, interrupting my shallow sleep dream?

Rice grains are still floating on the muddy rice wine, and farmers' chickens are pecking at millet. Ask Tao Yuanming, when will he retire from Tian Jia? Creek banks in the moonlight, misty mountains and water banks full of Polygonum multiflorum flowers are all places I yearn for.

4. Hua Lian Chusai

Nalan Xingde [Qing Dynasty]

Today, there is no conclusive evidence to prove that ancient rivers and mountains. With the sound of drawing horns, horses come and go. Everything is desolate, who can speak? The west wind blows the old Danfeng.

There have been countless grievances. Ma Tiejin Pavilion, Qingcheng Evening Road. How much love? The rain in late autumn shines on the mountains.

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Since ancient times, mountains and rivers have been fickle. At present, it seems that the horn of war is blowing, the horses are galloping, the yellow sand covers the sky, and it is desolate everywhere. Who can you tell? Only the bleak autumn wind blows the withered old red maple.

In the past, there was sorrow everywhere, but the land of Jin Ge was the road to show respect for the monarch and sacrifice his life for justice. How deep was your infatuation? Like the continuous autumn rain in the deep mountains under the afterglow of the sunset.

5. Letter to Secretary Ling Huchong

Li Shangyin [Tang Dynasty]

You are the cloud of Songshan, and I am Qin Chuanshu, who has been away from home for a long time; Thousands of miles away, you sent a letter of sympathy.

Please don't ask me about the joys and sorrows of Lao Liangyuan; I am like a disease in the autumn rain, Sima Xiangru.

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You are in Chang 'an, I am in Luoyang, and you and I have been separated for a long time; Along the way, you sent a letter of condolence.

Please don't ask me the joys and sorrows of this old guest in Liangyuan; Like Sima Xiangru, I got sick in the autumn rain in Maoling.