An ancient poem describing the beauty of maple leaves

Jiangling is anxious to send his son to a safe place.

Don Yu Xuan Ji

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.

maple leaf

Songzhushu needle

The geese fall into the river and the trees are sad, and the frost falls into the maple leaves and the grass withers.

Butterfly doesn't know it's a dream, but it gets colder with the spring scenery.

Bo tang qi Temple

Song Shi's Sailing

The rustling cold sound breaks the reed wind, and the lonely eaves park on the Tang bank.

A bald man can't see an old mountain, and a maple leaf is red in front of a lonely door.

Tongling of Jiang Shang

Song Wang Zhidao

Maple leaves are illuminated by frost and evening, and reed medicine is full of snow and snow.

Autumn is good on Tongling River, and two new poems are second to none.

Delivery secretary

Song-Liang Dong

A pine nut fell twice and two maple leaves flew away.

The setting sun is on the crescent moon, and the Taoist priest returns with him.

Beileqing Ye Feng Piaohong

Song Lu Lao Wei

Maple leaves are red, lotus houses are fat and dew, and pillows are tender and cool.

Outside the curtain, the toad is as beautiful as a sweep. Crows crow on the branches to remind the dawn.

Autumn wind makes Pan Lang old again. Small windows are bright and clean, and fireflies are sparse.

Climbing high to send sorrow, white hair is still there.

Mu Yan

Minghu Zongren

Fujian belongs to Xiegen, and Xiao Shufeng leaves cover Chai Men.

Before dusk, my eyes were completely covered, and one or two villages in the west of Qiaoxi were still exposed.

Autumn night in Haicheng

Gong mingwang

The west wind flew into the sea, and the water surged in the sound of Qiang flute.

The maple leaves are rustling under the mountain and the moon, and several autumn buildings are still on fire.