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A beautiful poem describing early autumn

No. 1

Zhang Ji, a night berth near Fengqiao

Crows fell on the moon, crowed coldly, slept on maple trees, and slept in fishing lanes by the river.

In the lonely Hanshan Temple outside Suzhou, the bell that rang in the middle of the night reached the passenger ship.

A night-mooring near maple bridge is the finale of seven Tang poems and an eternal classic.

second

Fan Zhongyan, the pride of the fisherman

The scenery in Qiu Lai is different, and Hengyang Goose is unknown. Around, the sound of the horn sounded, thousands of miles away, and the long smoke closed.

A glass of turbid wine is Wan Li's home, but Ran Yan hasn't come home yet. Qiang tube covered with frost, people do not sleep. The general was white-haired and in tears.

When writing about autumn scenery beyond the Great Wall, he was concerned about the country and the people, with lofty ideas and vast scenery, such as "a thousand miles away, a long smoke sets in a lonely city", catching up with Wang Wei's "a lonely smoke in the desert, a long river sets in the yen".

third place

Fan Zhongyan and Su Muzhe

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 the sunset is even more outside.

Dark homesickness, thoughts of chasing travel. Every night unless, sweet dreams make people unable to sleep. The bright moon building is high and lonely. Wine becomes sorrow, acacia becomes tears.

No matter the artistic conception, thought or artistry, Fan Zhongyan is the best in all aspects. The words "blue sky, yellow leaves" are all about autumn, and then "autumn is full of waves, cold and foggy." The mountain reflects the sun and the sky meets the water. Grass is ruthless, even outside the sunset. "Describe the autumn scene very artistic conception. The love story behind it is sad and touching.

fourth

Wang Wei's Autumn Night in the Deep Mountains

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.

Wang Wei describes another kind of autumn scenery, a fresh and poetic autumn picture. There are both freehand brushwork and realism. The first sentence of freehand brushwork is "an empty mountain after rain, dusk in beginning of autumn", and the second and third sentences are both realistic. The combination of meaning and reality, coupled with smooth rhyme, makes the whole poem beautiful and quiet, quiet and far-reaching.

Fifth place

Autumn night in Mutu

In the autumn night, candlelight reflected the screen, and Fan slapped the fireflies with his hand.

The stone steps at night are as cold as cold water, sitting and staring at the cowherd and the weaver girl.

Sixth

Li Qingzhao's A Piece of Plum

Lotus root is fragrant, and jade is lingering in autumn. Gently untie Luo Shang and go to Lan alone.

Who sent the brocade book, the word geese returned, and the moon was full of the West Building.

Flowers bloom and fall, and flowing water gurgles. One kind of lovesickness, two places of leisure.

There is no way to eliminate this situation, only frown and mind.

Qiu Si, the daughter, was born different from men. For example, Liu Yuxi said that "autumn has been lonely since ancient times, and I said that autumn is not as good as spring". This is a man's demeanor and chic, or Fan Zhongyan's "Blue Sky and Yellow Leaves" describes a vast scene. Women are even more delicate and graceful, and the first sentence is "red lotus root fragrance, jade falls in autumn." You see how beautiful her writing is. She made a pun, not only writing scenes, but also writing feelings, because "jade" is a bamboo mat, lying on it, and the coolness of the skin is mixed with the sadness of the heart and the coolness of autumn.

To write autumn poems, you can't do without Du Fu's eight autumn poems. Here, choose his first one.

Seventh place

Eight Poems of Du Fu's Autumn Prosperity (I)

Yulu withered maple forest, Wushan Wuxia bleak.

Between the river and the sky, the waves are rough and the clouds are covered with fog.

Cong Ju shed tears the other day. She was alone in the boat.

Cold clothes push knives and rulers everywhere, and Baidicheng is anxious.

In the Tang Dynasty, Du Gongbu was the first person to discuss the techniques of the seven laws. Some people admire Li Shangyin. Some of Li Shangyin's poems are indeed higher than Du Fu in art, but they are not as good as Du Fu in terms of overall skills.

No.8

Li Yu, meet You Huan.

Alone in the west wing, the moon is like a hook. Lonely phoenix tree deep courtyard locks clear autumn.

Cutting is still messy, which is parting from sorrow. It's not just the general taste.

Classic through the ages, concise and concise.

Ninth place

Li Bai's Qiu Deng Xuancheng Qi Xie North Building

The city by the river is as beautiful as the picture, and the mountains are getting late. I climbed the Xie Tiao Building to overlook the clear sky.

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?

No. 10

Li Bai's Bodhisattva Man

The flat forest is misty, and the cold mountain area is compassionate.

When the color enters a tall building, someone upstairs is worried.

The jade steps stand empty, and the birds fly quickly.

Where is the return trip? Long pavilion with short pavilion.

Wen Ying, a monk in the Song Dynasty, recorded in the Record of Shan Ye, Hunan Province: "I don't know who wrote the word Cangshui Post Building in Dingzhou, and I don't know who wrote it. Wei Daofu loves it when he sees it. Later, when I arrived in Changsha and met at the Han family in Ceng Bu, I realized what Li Bai had done. "

Bodhisattva Man is one of the oldest tunes, which existed in the Sui Dynasty. Li Bai's Bodhisattva Man is the best in terms of its meteorology and artistic conception. Thus, if Li was in the Song Dynasty, he was definitely one of the three giants of ci.

Some people's talents are limited to one literary genre, for example, they can only write good poems, bad articles and bad words, while others' talents are not limited by genre, such as Li Bai and Su Shi.

No. 10

Xin Qiji, too often sound

A round of autumn shadows turned to golden waves, and the flying mirror was re-ground. Ask about Heng E wine: What can you do if white-haired people send black-haired people?

Take the wind, go up to Wan Li and look down at the mountains and rivers. Going to Guangxi is more humane and clear.

On the surface, this is the Mid-Autumn Festival night to express their feelings for the moon. In fact, by writing about the moon, I use ancient myths and legends to express my political ideals. That is the idea of opposing peace, surrendering and recovering the homeland of the Central Plains.

No. 1 1

Du Mu's Mountain Walk

As far away as Hanshan, the stone path is oblique, and people are in Bai Yunsheng.

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

The whole article does not see the word autumn, but vividly and concretely depicts the scene of autumn mountain.

No. 12

Liu Yuxi's Autumn Poems

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.

It can be seen from this poem that Liu Yuxi was really happy at that time.

No. 13

Ma Zhiyuan, Tianjin Sha Qiu Si

Dead vines, old trees, faint crows,

Small bridges and flowing water,

The ancient road and the west wind are thin.

The sun went down,

Heartbroken people are at the end of the world.

The combination of Qiu Si's and vagrants' sad thoughts shows the heartbreak of vagrants in ancient and modern times.

No. 14

Su Shi, eternal joy

Pengcheng spent the night in Swallow House, and dreamed of it, so he wrote lyrics.

The bright moon is like frost, the wind is like water, and the scenery is infinite. Jumping fish in a curved harbor, the lotus leaves the dew, and the loneliness is unknown. Like drums on three sides, a leaf ringing, a dark dream cloud, the vast night, nowhere to find, I feel that I have come to a small garden and traveled all over.

Tired of tourists at the end of the world, I came back from the mountains and looked at my hometown. Swallow house is empty, where is beauty? It's like a dream in ancient and modern times, but there are old joys and new grievances. At different times, the night view of Taohuawu sighs for Yu Hao.

This word was written in the autumn of 1078, and Su Shi was on duty in Xuzhou. A dream of reminiscing about the past made him worry about official travel, and many pains and sighs in his life were among them.

No. 15

Wang's Eyebrows and Crescent Moon

Gradually, new marks hung on the willow, wearing flowers in light colors, and breaking the original coffin as agreed. There will be reunion, deep worship, and who else will meet in Xiang Jing. Thrushcross is unstable, and it is expected that Su E and Judah will be separated from hate. The cutest one, a small silver hook, hangs on the curtain in the cold autumn.

Never ask about eternal profit and loss. Sigh slowly grinds to the husband, but the golden mirror is difficult to repair. Taiye Pool is still there, a desolate place, who endowed Jing Qing again. Therefore, mountains and rivers will last forever. Try to be nice to him and look after your family. Looking at the mountains and rivers beyond the clouds, I am still old osmanthus.

This song and his Tianxiang, a beautiful and wonderful rose. However, this word, ostensibly in my heart forever, actually hides deep nostalgia for the old country.

No. 16

Li Yu, Sauvignon Blanc, a heavy mountain.

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.

The splash-ink landscape painting has a long artistic conception. And this painting is not static, it has a leap in time and space. "A curtain is idle" doesn't mean that this curtain is idle forever. It belongs to someone, just someone waiting under the window, and then go away when finally disappointed. Of course, this interpretation is still not satisfactory.

No. 17

Yan Shu's The Recent Flowers

The threshold chrysanthemum worries about smoke and tears, the curtain is light and cold, and the swallows fly away.

The bright moon doesn't know how to leave sorrow and hate bitterness, and shines obliquely through Zhuhu Lake.

Last night, the west wind withered the trees, and I went up to the tall building alone and looked at the horizon.

Want to send colorful stationery and rulers, where do you know?

"The west wind withered the trees last night" Wang Guowei called it "one of the three realms of life".

No. 18

Chao's "Fairy Song"

Smoke everywhere, blue sea flying golden mirror, laurel shadow lying idle all night.

When it's cold, it's chaotic. Deep well is far, Lanqiao Road is near.

The crystal curtain does not fall, the mica screen opens, and the beauty powder is cold dipped.

When I learned more, I paid for the golden statue and voted for Xiao * * * and Liu Xia.

What's more, I took the bed upstairs to see the world making jade and swinging.

The words are written to enjoy the moon in the Mid-Autumn Festival, and the language is refined and beautiful. The meaning is far and long, like a dream on earth.

No. 19

Xin Qiji's Water Dragon Poems

In autumn, the south is empty and desolate, the river flows with the sky, and autumn is even more boundless. Seeing the mountains in the distance will only cause me sadness and resentment at the end of the country. These mountains are like a hairpin and a spiral coil on a woman's head.

The sun in the west leans against this floor, and geese are barking in the distant sky. I am wandering in the south of the Yangtze River, homesick for a wanderer. I saw Wu Gou and made a column, but no one would attend.

Don't say chop up the perch to cook delicious food. When the west wind blows it, I wonder if that one has come back? People like Xu Si who only buy land for themselves should be ashamed to see Liu Bei who is brilliant and complete in these two aspects.

Unfortunately, time passes like running water. I'm really worried about the country's ups and downs. As Huan Wen said, the trees have grown so much! I beg someone to invite those girls who sing in red and green to wipe away the tears of the hero's frustration for me!

20(th)

Bai Juyi's Ode to Mujiang

A sunset gradually sank into the river, half green and half green.

On the third night of September, the dew is like a pearl and the moon is like a bow.

No.2 1

Su Shi's "Shuidiao Song Tou"

When did the moon begin to appear? Ask heaven for wine. I don't know about palaces in the sky. What year is tonight?

I'm willing to ride the wind to the sky, I'm afraid I can't stand the cold for nine days in a pavilion of fine jade. Dance to find the shadow, what is it like!

The moon turned into a scarlet pavilion, hanging low on the carved window, shining on the sleepy self. The moon should not have any resentment against people. Why is it round when people are gone?

People are sad and happy, and they are separated and reunited. The moon has yin and yang, and there are gains and losses. Nothing is perfect, even in the past. I hope people will live for a long time and have a good scenery thousands of miles away.

Eternal classic chanting the moon. Writing about the Mid-Autumn Festival and enjoying the moon is also an immortal work.

Writing about the moon in the Mid-Autumn Festival has the style of Qu Yuan's Tian Wen.