What are the poems about maple leaves?

1, Five Dynasties of "One Mountain in Sauvignon Blanc": Li Yu

One mountain, two mountains. The mountains are far away, the sky is high and the fog is cold.

Chrysanthemums bloom, chrysanthemums remain. The goose that flies high has not returned, and there is no curtain.

Interpretation of vernacular Chinese: heavy and overlapping mountains. The mountains are so far away, the sky is so high, the smoke and water are so cold, but my thoughts are like maple leaves and flames. Chrysanthemums bloom and fall, and days pass by. The wild geese in Saibei are flying south in the sky, but the people they miss have not come back yet. The long bright moon shines on the curtains and floats in the wind.

2. In the Tang Dynasty,' Jiang Ling's Sorrow Hope to Send Zi 'an/Jiang Ling's Sorrow Hope to Send'.

There are thousands of maple leaves, and the river bridge is covered with dusk sails. ?

Remember that your heart is like the Xihe River, which flows eastward day and night.

Interpretation of vernacular Chinese: In a sad late autumn, maple leaves float on the river. At this time, a west wind blew, and the trees all over the mountain rustled. I'm sorry to hear that, little girl. At first glance, the river bridge is hidden in the maple forest. It's already dusk, and I haven't seen my lover return by boat. I am eager to see my lover come back, little girl. Miss your lover as the water of Xijiang River, and miss him as the length of running water.

3,' Mountain Walk' Tang Dynasty: Du Mu

In the distance, there are cold mountains, oblique stone paths and people in the depths of white clouds.

Stop and sit in the maple forest late, and the frost leaves are red in February flowers.

Interpretation of vernacular Chinese: A winding ramp winds to the top of the mountain, and there are actually several places where white clouds float. I stopped the sedan chair because I like the late autumn scenery in Fenglin. The fiery maple leaves are redder than the flowers in February in Jiangnan.

4,' Pipa/Pipa Introduction' Bai Juyi Tang Dynasty

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.

Interpretation of vernacular Chinese: On autumn night, I went to Jiangtou, Xunyang to bid farewell to a returning guest, and the autumn wind blew the maple leaves and reeds. My guests and I dismounted from the boat to bid farewell and drank useless music. If you don't drink well, it will be even sadder. You left, and the river reflected the bright moon at night. Suddenly I heard the crisp sound of pipa on the river; I forgot to return, and the guests didn't want to leave.

5, "Niuzhu Night Sleeping" Tang Dynasty: Li Bai.

On the west side of the river this night, there was not a cloud in the whole blue sky. I looked at the moon on the deck and thought of the old general Xie in vain.

I have poems; I can read. He hears others, but it's not mine. Tomorrow I will raise my sail and leave leaves behind me.

Interpretation of vernacular Chinese: boating on Niuzhu Mountain in Xijiang River in autumn night, without a trace of swimming clouds in the blue sky. I boarded the boat and looked up at the bright moon, thinking of General Xie Shang in the Eastern Jin Dynasty in vain. I can recite Justin's epic poems, but unfortunately I don't have a wise general to listen to. Tomorrow morning I will hang my sail and leave Niuzhu, where only maple leaves are flying all over the sky.