Poems praising the fall of autumn leaves

Don Wang Changling

The plane tree leaves in Jinjingbian are yellow, and the night pearl curtain is not rolled out to see the frost.

Jade pillow jade pillow looks like a withered face, lying on your back and worrying about listening to the south temple-style leaking face.

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Late autumn night

Tang Bai Juyi

The blue sky dissolves the quiet moonlight, and melancholy people hang lonely shadows on the moon.

Flowers bloom, chrysanthemums bloom, hedges are sparse, leaves rot, and tung trees fall into cold wells.

Sai Hong Fei is anxious to feel that autumn has passed, while the neighboring chickens crow late and always know the night.

The silence is empty, and the wind reveals the cold clothes.

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The nearest flower

Song Yan Dao Ji

The yard is covered with moss and red leaves.

When Jin Ju opened its business, it was near the Double Ninth Festival.

Every day, the lotus leaves are green fans, and the smoke in the powder pool is as clear as practice.

Try to lean against the cool breeze to sober up the noodles.

When the word goose comes, it meets the building.

When first frost defends, the clouds turn and the reed flute blows autumn resentment.

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Mountain travel

Don Dumu

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.

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Jingmen in autumn

Tang Libai

In autumn, first frost was in Jingmen, and the leaves were scattered all over the place. Because of the mountains and the wide river, the autumn wind also sent me away, which made my journey safe.

This time I went out, not to eat delicious food, but to visit famous mountains and rivers, so the place I want to go is in the mountains.

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autumn moon

Song Chenghao

The Qingxi River crosses Bishantou, and the empty water is clear and fresh in autumn.

Three miles away from the world of mortals, white clouds and red leaves are two long.

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Red leaves

Song Yang Wanli

The poet is full of sorrow, and thousands of poems are unwilling to stop writing.

There is nowhere to go between the walls, and the red leaves are thick in autumn.

eight

Dream works

Song luyou

Pingqiang River came with me last month.

Friends are still alive, and the clouds are scattered.

It's only a few days in clear autumn, and the yellow leaves have accumulated.

Can you get a boat back before you get drunk?

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Huanxisha

Qingnalanxingde

Who reads the west wind alone, rustling yellow leaves close the window.

Thinking about the past and the future, the sun sets. Sleep soundly through wine,

Bet on books and tea. At that time, only Tao was ordinary.

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Sumuge

Song Fan Zhongyan

Blue sky, 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, chasing the thoughts of travel,

Every night unless, sweet dreams make people unable to sleep.

Mingyue Building rests on its own,

Wine becomes sorrow, acacia becomes tears.

Although the autumn leaves in the poem are beautiful, most poets take this opportunity to place a feeling of sadness and lovesickness, which always makes people feel sad and happy. Just like autumn leaves, the most beautiful side blooms at the last moment of life.