Poems describing tragic and sad autumn.

Although the daylight in winter is shorter on the elemental scale, it is cold and snowy at the end of the world.

Stark sounded the fifth watch, drums and horns rang, and stars and Tianhe danced on three mountains.

How many people cried and heard the news of the war? I saw the savage fisherman and woodcutter at dawn!

Sleeping dragons and galloping horses are not generals now. They are dust. Be quiet for a while. Oh, the noise of the world. ..

New Year's Eve (Lu You)

A long rabbit is lying on the plate, chatting with each other and having a good time.

The old symbol needs to be changed in the new year, and there is no paper to read the residual calendar.

The plum shadow is still shallow in spring, and the sound of the horn at night is tragic.

Strong and stubborn, dare to look at this, the joke period is strong and wide.