What are the poems describing bleak autumn colors?

1, Night Book Southern Song Dynasty-Ye Shaoweng

Original text:

The rustling leaves send the cold sound, and the autumn wind moves the guests on the river.

I know that children choose to promote weaving, and a lamp fell on the fence at night.

The rustling autumn wind blows the leaves of the plane, bringing chills, and the wanderer who travels outside can't help but miss his hometown. Suddenly I saw the light under the fence in the distance. I thought it was a child catching crickets.

2, "Mountain Walk" Tang-Du Mu

Original text:

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.

In late autumn, I climbed up the distant mountain along the winding path, and there were people in the place where the white clouds were generated. I stopped because I like the late autumn scenery of Fenglin. Maple leaves stained with autumn frost are better than February red flowers.

3, "Autumn Ci" Tang-Liu Yuxi

Original text:

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.

Translation; Since ancient times, poets and poets have lamented the depression, desolation and emptiness of autumn. I say autumn is far better than spring. It's crisp in autumn and clear in Wan Li. A crane soaring in the sky, pushing away the stratus clouds, also inspired my poems to fly to the clear sky in Wan Li.

4, "On the Great River" Northern Song Dynasty-Wang Anshi

Original text:

There was an autumn wind blowing on the river, and the fallen flowers on the river bank floated down in the evening sky.

The flute of love, blowing farewell, blows to the mountains in the east with the autumn wind.

Autumn wind is blowing on the river, and the fallen flowers on the river bank fall in the sunset. The feeling of parting makes the distant flute blow, and with the autumn wind blows to the east of the mountain.

5, "Clear Sand and Autumn" Yuan-Bai Pu

Original text:

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.

The sun is gradually sinking in the west, and the sunset glow on the horizon is gradually dissipating, leaving only a few dim colors, reflecting the quiet and lonely village in the distance and dragging out long shadows. Light smoke floated into the air, several crows perched on a rickety old tree, and a wild goose flew down in the distance and crossed the sky. Beautiful scenery; Frosted grass, flaming maple leaves and golden flowers are swaying in the wind together, and the colors are very bright.