Poetry praising autumn colors

Poetry about autumn festival colors 1. Poetry describing autumn scenery

Autumn rain-tall buildings long for dusk, and there is rustling rain on the leaves of plane trees.

Autumn night-in my sleep, the autumn sound is nowhere to be found, and the leaves are full of steps.

Autumn sound-I didn't feel the dream of spring grass in the pond, but the leaves in front of the steps had autumn sound.

Autumn leaves-the wind blows bamboo in the middle of the night, and all the leaves are hate.

Autumn color-the rain invades the urn and the new moss is green, and the autumn leaves are red when entering the cross forest.

Autumn moon-the moonlight is flooded and the emptiness echoes.

Autumn chrysanthemum-it is better to die holding incense in the branches than to be blown down in the north wind.

Wan Li, an old friend, has never been heard from, and plans to ask Jiangtou to break the flood.

Autumn sorrow-don't say that you are always idle, and write clear sorrow every night.

Autumn is prosperous-the west wind blows all over the lake leaves, and it is unique to change your autumn clothes for the first time.

Autumn bosom-a fleeting sigh went out, and I saw konoha flying by the lake.

Qiu Meng —— Back in the autumn night at the beginning of my dream, Eden was still sleeping.

Memories of autumn-the anvil pestle knocks on the deep lane, and the phoenix tree shakes down the autumn hometown.

Enlightenment of autumn-everyone is explaining the sad autumn, not knowing it thoroughly like a poet.

The smell of autumn-crickets only know that autumn is early and there is a lot of rain on the banana.

2. Autumn poems

Are these all right?

Autumn rain-tall buildings look forward to dusk, and there is rustling rain on the leaves of airplanes.

Autumn night-I can't find the sound of autumn when I sleep, and the leaves are full of steps.

Autumn sound-I don't feel the dream of spring grass in the pond. The leaves in front of the steps are already autumn sound.

Autumn leaves-the wind blows bamboo in the middle of the night, and all the leaves are hate.

Autumn color-the rain invades the urn and the new moss is green and the autumn leaves are red.

Autumn moon-the moonlight is soaked, and the sky and the light echo each other.

Autumn chrysanthemum-it is better to die in the branches than to blow the north wind.

There is no news from old friend Li Wan, so he is going to ask.

Autumn sorrow-don't be idle, write your sorrow alone at night.

Autumn is prosperous-the west wind blows all over the lake leaves, and it is unique to change your autumn clothes for the first time.

Autumn bosom-it's a pity to go out and watch the fallen leaves flying by the lake.

Qiu Meng —— When I first returned to the autumn night, I was worried about a lamp in front of my bed.

Memories of autumn-the anvil pestle knocks on the deep lane, and the phoenix tree shakes down the autumn hometown.

Autumn enlightenment-everyone explains autumn sadness, unlike poets who know it thoroughly.

The smell of autumn-crickets only know that autumn comes early and there is a lot of rain on the banana.

3. Poems about Mid-Autumn Festival

Drink the moon alone.

Tang Libai

Flowers in the next pot of wine, no friends, drink alone.

Raise my cup, I invite the bright moon, which brings me its shadow and makes us three people.

The moon doesn't know how to drink, but the shadow in front of it is behind.

I have to mingle with them and enjoy the happiness of spring.

The song I sing is bright and wandering, and I dance the shadow before wandering.

Wake up and be happy together, and disperse after drunkenness.

I am willing to stay with them forever and forget the harm of friendship, just like the Milky Way.

August 15th, jathyapple.

Don du fu

The full moon flies in the mirror and returns to the heart to fold the sword.

Turn the tent and travel far, climb the laurel and ascend to heaven.

The waterway is suspected of frost and snow, and the forest is covered with feathers.

At this time, I look forward to the white rabbit, and I want to count the autumnal equinox.

Think of my brothers on a moonlit night.

Don du fu

The drums of the defenders cut off people's communication, and a lonely goose was singing in autumn in the frontier.

The dew turns to frost tonight, and the moonlight at home is bright!

Brothers are scattered, and no one can ask about life and death.

Letters sent to Luoyang city are often not delivered, and wars often do not stop.

Watch the moon in the pavilion on the evening of August 15th.

Tang Bai Juyi

On the evening of August 15 last year, next to the apricot garden by Qujiang Pool.

On the night of August 15 this year, in front of Songpu Shatou Water Hall.

Where is the hometown in the northwest and the full moon in the southeast.

Yesterday, the wind blew and no one would meet. Tonight, the light is as clear as usual.

Looking at the moon, thinking of a distant one.

Don Zhang Jiuling

The moon, at this time is at sea, over the end of the world.

People who love hate long nights and sleepless nights and miss their loved ones.

Put out the candle to love this moonlit room, and I wander in the deep night dew in my clothes.

You can't have beautiful moonlight, just want to meet you in your dreams.

Give birth to a child under the autumn night and the moon

Tang Meng Haoran)

Autumn moon hangs in the sky and Guanghua is wet.

The surprised magpie has not settled, and the flying fireflies are rolling in.

The courtyard is sparsely shaded, and the sound of the neighboring night is urgent.

What is the ceremony? Look at the sky and stand.

Watching the moon on fifteen nights

Tangwangjian

There are crows in Bai Shu and osmanthus in Coody Leng in the atrium.

I don't know who Qiu Si will meet tonight.

Play with the moon on August 15th.

Yuxi Liu Tang

Tonight the sky will wash the world again.

Go to Qiu Lai in summer.

The stars are shining and the breeze is bright.

What can change the human world is Yujing in You Ran.

Chang'e

Don

The mica screen was dyed red by thick candles, and the Milky Way gradually tilted towards the morning star.

Chang 'e, I must regret eating the elixir, and now I am alone, in the blue sky, singing every night.

Frost moon

Don

Just beginning to hear the chirping of the southern geese, the chirping of cicadas has disappeared, and I climbed to the top, looking as far as I can, and the water is natural.

The frost goddess and the moon are not afraid of the cold, and they are more beautiful and pure in the cold and frost recreation.

Mid-Autumn Festival Waiting for the Moon

Don Lu Guimeng

It's late in first frost, and the wind is like a good season.

The curtain leans against the tree, feeling infinite, and the candle is faint and fragrant.

I like to listen to the northern sheng sound, and gradually see the southern star fans.

Who is the coolpad of the school and wants to reduce the first round and noon?

moonlit night

Tang Liu Fang Ping

The moonlight is deeper than half a house, and the big dipper is withered south.

Tonight, through the green screen window, I know that spring is warm and the sound of insects is fresh.

Guizi of Tianzhu Temple in the evening of August 15.

Don Pi Rixiu

Yu Xing got off the moon wheel and picked up the dew in front of the temple.

So far, the sky doesn't exist, but Chang 'e should be thrown to people.

the mid autumn moon

Song sushi

The twilight clouds are cold, and the silver-haired people silently turn to the tracts.

If you don't meet a good night in this life, where will you see the bright moon next year?

Mid-Autumn Festival: Climbing the stairs and looking at the moon

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Like Huaihai's eyes, the long sea is as white as silver, and millions of rainbow-like lights are pregnant with pearl oysters.

If there is no labor in the sky, the osmanthus tree will grow long and break the moon.

4. Poetry describing autumn colors

Blue sky, yellow leaves, autumn colors, cold smoke, green waves. Song Fan Zhongyan's Su Mu Man

Broken rainbow rain, clear autumn sky, dyed mountains, trimmed eyebrows and new green. Song and Huang Tingjian's Niannujiao

Facing the rain from the sky, a piece of washed autumn scenery on the river is particularly cold. Song Liu Yong's Klang Ganzhou

How many violets depend on each other and hate each other, looking back at the west wind for a while. Two Occasional Problems of Mu in Qi 'an County

Xiao Xuan has no fallen leaves because of the wind, and caterpillars spit autumn silk relatively. Guan's Autumn Day

The sunset in the lonely village, the light smoke from the old tree in the west of Western jackdaw, and the shadow of Hong Fei. Pu's Jing Tian Sand Ball

The fragrant lotus leaves are withered, and the west wind worries about the green waves. South Tang Li Jing's Huanxisha

Qiu Guang painted a cold screen with a red candle and fanned a small fan to drive away fireflies. Autumn Night by Tang Du Mu

The frost wind is getting colder and colder, and the cold is closing the river. The residual photos should be held. Song Liu Yong's Klang Ganzhou

Sleeping on the earth shook everything about Qiu Lai. Song Xin Qi Ji's "Man Jiang Hong You Nan Yan Fan Kuoyun"

5. What are the poems describing autumn colors?

1. Tianjingsha Qiu Si Yuan Dynasty: Ma Zhiyuan

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.

2. "The Fisherman's Pride Qiu Si" Song Dynasty: Fan Zhongyan

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.

3. "Autumn Ci" Tang Dynasty: Liu Yuxi

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.

4. Autumn Night in the Mountains in the Tang Dynasty: Wang Wei

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.

5. Autumn Night Tang Dynasty: Du Mu

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.

6. Tianjingsha Qiuyuan: Baipu

The sunset in the lonely village, the light smoke from the old tree in the west of Western jackdaw, and the shadow of Hong Fei. Green mountains and green waters, white grass, red leaves and yellow flowers.

6. Poems about Mid-Autumn Festival

Drinking the bright moon alone Li Bai from from a pot of wine among the flowers, I drink alone. No one is with me.

Raise my cup, I invite the bright moon, which brings me its shadow and makes us three people. The moon doesn't know how to drink, but the shadow in front of it is behind.

I have to mingle with them and enjoy the happiness of spring. The song I sing is bright and wandering, and I dance the shadow before wandering.

Wake up and be happy together, and disperse after drunkenness. I am willing to stay with them forever and forget the harm of friendship, just like the Milky Way.

On August 15th, Du Fu of jathyapple looked at the moon and flew to the mirror, returning to his heart to fold his sword. Turn the tent and travel far, climb the laurel and ascend to heaven.

The waterway is suspected of frost and snow, and the forest is covered with feathers. At this time, I look forward to the white rabbit, and I want to count the autumnal equinox.

Looking at the moon for fifteen nights, Wang Jian's atrium, crows inhabiting Bai Shu, and silent wet osmanthus in Coody Leng. I'm looking forward to the moon tonight. I don't know who will land in Qiu Si! Wang Changling, lying on the high seat in the south study, we opened the curtain-we saw the rising moon.

The clear water-flowing wood flows like waves on our windows and doors. Time flies, calmly, beyond our wisdom, and the old and the new alternate.

Our chosen person, our friend, is singing, perhaps, a sad oriental song by the clear river. A thousand miles away, there is a smell of orchids coming with the wind.

In the mid-autumn moon, Su Shi's twilight clouds are cold, and the silver-haired people silently turn to the jade plate. If you don't meet a good night in this life, where will you see the bright moon next year?

Mid-Autumn full moon, cloudless wet clothes, stars pour out the rules. Lin Dong doesn't interfere with getting up gradually, and seeing the road all over the world.

Can also clearly sing the spirit of Hao, willing to teach the dark to take Dan Zhi. Poor Guan Ye Shan Juanying, waiting for five residual wines.

Guan Shanyue Li Bai Mingyue rises from the mountains in the sky, in the infinite haze of the sea of clouds. The mighty wind blew Wan Li and crossed Yumen Pass.

At that time, Han soldiers pointed at the mountain road, and Tubo coveted the vast territory of Qinghai. This is a land of wars in past dynasties, and few soldiers can survive.

The soldiers turned and looked at the border, thinking of home with longing eyes. The soldier's wife looked at the tower and lamented when she would see her relatives far away.

Thinking about Li Bai at night, the foot of the bed is so bright, will it have frosted? . I looked up at the moon and looked down, feeling nostalgic.

On a willow moonlit night, the moonlight is deeper than that of half a family, and the Big Dipper languishes in the south. Tonight, through the green screen window, I know that spring is warm and the sound of insects is fresh.

The sound of mica screen in Changshang is dark and the long river is sinking. Chang 'e, I must regret eating the elixir, and now I am alone, in the blue sky, singing every night.

Think of my brothers on a moonlit night.

7. Poems about Mid-Autumn Festival

? I don't know who will fall tonight —— Wang Jian (Tang)' Fifteen Nights Looking at the Moon and Sending it to Du Langzhong'? Looking at the moon and flying in the mirror, the heart breaks the broadsword —— Du Fu (Tang) —— Two Poems by jathyapple on August 15th, the first part? Where is the hometown in the northwest, and how many moons are there in the southeast —— Looking at the Moon in the Pavilion on the 15th of August by Bai Juyi (Tang)? When you go to Guangxi, there is much light in the humanities —— Xin Qiji (Song) "Tai Chang Yin Jian Kang Mid-Autumn Night is Lu"? Who is the coolness of the school and wants to reduce the first full moon and noon-Lu Guimeng (Tang)-Waiting for the Moon in Mid-Autumn Festival? What is the ceremony? Looking up at the sky and standing-Meng Haoran (Tang) "I am pregnant under the autumn night"? Young woman, cold-resistant, frosty battle in the middle of the month-Li Shangyin (Tang)-Frosty Moon? I hope people will live for a long time, thousands of miles away * * * Chan Juan-Su Shi (Song)-"Water Tune Song Tou"? Ten rounds of frost shadows turn to court, and tonight I bring people to the corner alone-Yan Shu (Song)-Mid-Autumn Moon? Qian Shan is full of water, and the wind brings a wisp of orchid-Wang Changling (Tang)-and his brother are in the south study room, thinking about Cui's deputy envoy under the moon.

8. Poetry about Mid-Autumn Festival, at least 10 sentence.

1, when will there be a bright moon? I take my glass from a distance. -Su Shi's "Mid-Autumn Festival with Water Tune and Ice Dust"

2, I hope people will live for a long time and have a good scenery. -Su Shi's "Mid-Autumn Festival with Water Tune and Ice Dust"

3. It won't happen in the sky so far, but it should be thrown to people by Chang 'e —— Pi Rixiu's "The Devil in Tianzhu Temple on August 15th"

4, dancing with the wind, I don't know what night it is. -Su Shi's Niannujiao Mid-Autumn Festival

5, dance to understand the shadow, what is it like? The moon turned into a scarlet pavilion, hanging low on the carved window, shining on the sleepy self. -Su Shi's "Mid-Autumn Festival with Water Tune and Ice Dust"

6, round and cold, all words are the same. -Li Qiao's Two Poems about Moon Appreciation in Mid-Autumn Festival (Part Two)

7, Mid-Autumn Festival real name Xiao, into the cavity, that is, Yangguan District is full of cold clouds. -Su Shi's "Yangguanqu"

Ten years have passed, and the Mid-Autumn Festival has been celebrated in ten places. -Fan Chengda's "Water Tune, Decades"

9. Ten rounds of frost shadows turn to court, and tonight is a lonely corner. -Yan Shu's Mid-Autumn Moon

10, Mid-Autumn Festival, who and * * *. -Su Shi's "Xijiang Moon" is a big dream on earth.