Seven laws of autumn poetry

Examples of seven-rhythm poems in autumn poems are as follows:

First, "Autumn Ci"

(Tang) 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.

Second, "Wangdongting"

(Tang) Liu Yuxi

The lake and the moon set each other off, and there is no wind mirror on the pool surface.

Looking at Dongting from a distance, there is a green snail in the silver plate.

Third, Ode to the River.

(Tang) Bai Juyi

A sunset gradually sank into the river, half green and half green.

On the third night of September, the dew is like a pearl and the moon is like a bow. ?

Fourth, "Autumn Night"

(Tang) Du Mu

In the autumn night, candlelight reflected the screen, and Fan slapped the fireflies with his hand.

Day and night are as cool as water. Sit and watch the morning glory and Vega.

Verb (abbreviation of verb) "Night parking near Fengqiao"

(Tang)

Crows fell on the moon, crowed coldly, slept on maple trees, and slept in fishing lanes by the river.

In the lonely Hanshan Temple outside Suzhou, the bell that rang in the middle of the night reached the passenger ship.

Six, "Autumn Nocturne"

(Tang) Wang Wei

At the beginning of the month, the moon rises, the autumn tea is thin, and the thin silk gown does not change clothes.

The long night is full of affectionate silver, guarding the empty room with fear and jealousy, and can't bear to sleep.

Seven, "thinking of my Shandong brother on vacation in the mountains"

(Tang) Wang Wei

I am a lonely stranger in a strange land, and I miss my family more often during the holidays.

When I think of my brothers' bodies climbing high, I will feel a little regret for not being able to reach me.

Eight, "hiking"

(Tang) Du Mu

As far away as Hanshan, the stone path is oblique, and people are in Bai Yunsheng.

Stop and sit in the maple forest late, and the frost leaves are red in February flowers.

Nine, "To Liu Jingwen"

(Song) Su Shi

The lotus flower withered, so did the lotus leaf holding the rain, and only the branches of chrysanthemum stood proudly against the frost.

Good years must be remembered, it is orange.