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Write autumn poems and ancient poems

Poems about autumn sounds are as follows:

1, naturally, it is endless, but it teaches the wind and rain to complain about the autumn sound. -Zheng Banqiao's Ode to Banana.

Appreciation: Banana leaves are affectionate, one leaf unfolds and the other grows. Banana leaves are mostly curly when they are born, and they don't unfold until a certain degree. The poet thinks it is as endless as lovesickness. The wind and rain blow the banana for autumn, which can arouse infinite sorrow.

2. There is nowhere to sleep in autumn, and the leaves are full moon. -Liu Han's beginning of autumn Day.

Appreciation: I vaguely heard the autumn wind rustling outside in my sleep, woke up to look for it, but I couldn't find anything. I saw buttonwood leaves falling all over the steps and bathed in the bright moonlight. The poet's subtle feelings in the alternation of summer and autumn describe the changes that have taken place in nature and people's lives since the arrival of Zili Autumn. The situation of the whole poem is closely related to the theme and cleverly conceived.

3, once accompanied by floating clouds to dusk, still accompanied by sunset. -Gao Chan's Night Scene of Jinling.

Appreciation: The scenery of Jinling City in the sunset is accompanied by clouds and the sunset in the autumn sound. The autumn wind is biting, the autumn leaves wither, the autumn insects wail, and the autumn water is bleak. The floating clouds return to the sunset mountain, and it will be a day. The sunset hangs the autumn sound, which is also the afterimage of a year. The bleak twilight of a day and the twilight of a year did not make the poet escape, but fascinated him.

4, gradually dripping into autumn, blown by the wind. -Zhang Ji's Shu Lian Dan Yue, Gui Zhi to Qiu Si.

Appreciation: autumn scenery in front of us is touching and sad. Indus drizzle, dripping autumn sound. The purple flute blows down, the night is cold and the sky is red, the years are long and the world is falling. The guests are desolate and live up to the spring green grass hall, and the bamboo stream is empty. Fallen leaves and westerly winds blow the old world. A commercial song is thousands of miles away. The curtain is thin and light, which makes people sleepless. The words are graceful and elegant, full of charm.