Poetry describing autumn sadness

A sad song about autumn 1. A poem describing autumn sorrow

1, Mo Tao always does nothing, and writes down his clear thoughts by lonely lights every night. -Lu You's Autumn Prosperity

If the weather in this autumn is not so fresh and clear, the quiet evening may seem a bit sad. -Meng Haoran

3. Affection has been hurt since ancient times, and it is even more worthy of being left out in the clear autumn festival. -Liu Yong's "Yulinling"

4, want to know the autumn, I don't know, mumbling to knock on the east fence. -Lin Daiyu

5, speechless alone in the west wing, the moon is like a hook. Lonely phoenix tree deep courtyard locks clear autumn. -Li Yu's poem "Hui Huan"

6, full of self-pity and resentment, who said Qiu Xin? -Lin Daiyu

7. My thin hair is cold and long, like a triple stream of Hunan, and my heart goes three thousand miles, homesick for the moon. -Lulun

8. But I look to my hometown, and the twilight is getting thicker and the river waves are filled with sad mist. -Yellow Crane Tower in Cui Hao

9, singing in the west, South Guanke thought deeply. I can't stand the shadow on my temple to break the heart of a white-haired prisoner. His flight passed through the thick fog, and his pure voice was drowned in the world of wind. Who knows if he is still singing? Who will listen to me? . -Luo's "A Political Prisoner Listening to Cicada"

10, on a frosty night, Jiang Feng was worried about catching fire and couldn't sleep. -Zhang Ji is a night stop near Fengqiao.

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12, I came from three thousand miles away. With the sadness of autumn, with my sorrow of a hundred years, I climbed this height alone. -Du Fu

13, autumn grass autumn frost autumn wind cold, autumn geese autumn sound autumn rain frequency. A maple tree in Ye Qiu knows the meaning of autumn, complains about autumn and pities autumn. anonymous

14, in the morning, she saw her hair cloud changing in the mirror, but she bravely faced the cold of the moonlight with her evening song. -Li Shangyin "Untitled"

2. Poetry describing autumn sadness

1, good years, you must remember, the most is orange, orange and green. Su Shi

Leaves fall like the spray of a waterfall, while I watch the long river roll forward. Du Fu

3, how many green lotus flowers hate each other, look back at the west wind for a while. Du Mu

4, it is decline, it is luxury. Sad autumn poems. Only the gushing water of the Yangtze river flows eastward without sound. Liu Yong

Autumn geese are escorted by Changfeng, and I treat them in this villa and drink my wine. Lipper

6. In the autumn of August, the wind roared, and my Sanhe grass was rolled up. Du Fu

7. Xiang Xiang sells green leaves, and the west wind rises from the blue waves. Qiong Li

8, red candle cold painting screen, light Luo small fan flapping fireflies. Du Mu

9. Where will you wake up tonight? There is a breeze and a waning moon on the bank of Yangliu. Liu Yong

10. Since ancient times, it has been even worse than the Cold and Autumn Festival. Sad autumn poems. Liu Yong

1 1, cold orange pomelo, old phoenix tree in autumn. Lipper

12, it's cool like water at night during the day, lying and watching morning glory and Vega. Du Mu

13, when the west wind falls, people are sparse. Xin Qiji

14, there is no distance in autumn, and it is cold to go out. Lipper

15, I came from three thousand miles away. With the sadness of autumn, with my sorrow of a hundred years, I climbed this height alone. Du Fu

16, lonely and cold on the small building, silver hooligans like poor autumn. Qin Guan

17, autumn cloudy frost flies late, leaving dry lotus to listen to the rain. () Li Shangyin

18, sprinkle rainy evening rain on the river and wash it away in clear autumn. Liu Yong

19, only one leaf, I don't know how many autumn sounds there are. Zhang Yan

20. Xiaoyuanshu flows out of the forest, and the autumn mountain has a sunset. Kou Zhun

2 1, sunset and lonely Qi Fei, autumn waters and sky are the same. Bo Wang

22. Trees are all autumn, while mountains have only light. Wang Ji

23, blue sky, yellow leaves, autumn colors, waves, cold smoke and green waves. fan zhongyan

24, Ye Qiu voice, thousands of photos. Qian Qi

25, the frost is tight, the river is cold, and the sunset is embarrassing. Liu Yong

3. Autumn Sad Poems

Write the length of sorrow: white hair is three thousands of feet, and sorrow is like a beard.

Write the weight of sadness: I am afraid that the boat of Shuangxi grasshopper will not move and I will be sad.

There are many troubles in writing: spring goes and spring comes, flying red like the sea.

Write the depth of sadness: The depth of the sea going straight down to Wan Li, everyone doesn't say it's sadness for the past.

If you keep cutting, you will still be confused. It's sadness. It's not the general taste in your heart. (Li Yu)

The fog is thick and the clouds are sad forever, and the mind is refreshed and the golden beast disappears.

How much sadness can you have?

Looking around, cold and lonely, sad and sad. This time, what is the sad word?

Looking forward to spring sorrow, the sky is dark.

Frowning and sadness.

Even doing "Riverside" is full of tears, gushing and preoccupied.

Don't worry about selling wine, you have money in your pocket.

The depth of sadness and the hiding of sadness are more told in silence than in voice.

A cloud rises between the light of heaven and me, hiding his city from my melancholy heart.

Through sad dreams, but heartless.

Flowers bloom and fall, and flowing water gurgles. One kind of acacia, two places of leisure.

Whose flute blows out deep sadness?

Looking at the place, I have added new worries since then.

Bonus is perishable, like Nong Italy, and infinite water is like Nong sorrow.

How can we avoid the sadness and hate in life and what is the limit of solitude!

Raise a glass to drown your sorrows.

When does the Populus euphratica stop? Tears and sadness are broken first.

Before, I felt sick and tired of perfume bottles. Today, fragrant bottles are afraid of shallowness.

The bright moon tower is lonely, and the wine turns into sorrow and tears.

Every year tonight, the moonlight is like practice, and people grow thousands of miles.

The sadness is over. Before the wine arrived, it turned into tears.

Worry is endless, and the distance is like spring water.

How much leisure do you have?

The belt is getting wider and wider, and it will never go out, which makes people haggard for Iraq.

Looking at the place, I have added new worries since then.

It's hard to dream, but hard to hate. People who don't care don't like to hear it, and the empty steps fall.

East wind evil, weak sense of joy, sad for several years. No, no, no.

It's already dusk, and it's getting stormier.

I am not afraid of silver and steel, but I am worried about the wind and clothes.

Leisure is the most bitter, don't lean on the dangerous bar, the setting sun is there, and the future is bright.

It was he who brought the sadness of spring, but he didn't understand where it would go.

It's hard to shake off sadness.

I can't spend my honeymoon with melancholy, and the moss rises on the steps overnight.

Spring worries about wine, the boat shakes on the river, and the curtain moves upstairs.

It hurts to think of the past when spring comes to worry about the rain.

Recalling the past, a little east wind, the wind across the curtain, frowning.

Adding water to the river will make sadness fuller, straighter and farther.

Who can find those two places when you are sad and singing?

Where to synthesize sadness? Autumn leaves people's hearts.

Lonely and desolate, I also send myself away, I control myself.

Birds are frightened, flowers are splashing and tears are splashing, and mountains and rivers are worried about locking spring.

4. Poems describing autumn sadness

Autumn is the season of wind, the season of harvest, the season of sweet-scented osmanthus fragrance and, of course, the season of beauty. The sky is the most beautiful in autumn.

In the morning, the sky is quiet, the color is as blue as the sea, and the sun is "up". It rises from the east, and the sunshine is not too strong, which makes people feel very warm.

At noon, the sun is extremely fierce, like an angry uncle, and it is particularly hot on people. There are birds flying freely in the sky, and when they are not fdsa, they make a "twittering" sound, as if to say "it's so hot."

One afternoon, the sun weakened a lot. Without much sunshine, people can vaguely see the clouds in the sky. Some of them eat like rabbits, some run like leopards and some fly like dragons. ...

At night, the sun is not as bright as at noon, and the sky turns pale red. The sun slowly returned to the embrace of the western hills, and its light was weak, like a match that was about to go out. After sunset, a red glow, like a fairy's clothes, fell from the sky to the ground, and it was quiet around.

At night, the sky is dark, just like the jade emperor accidentally knocked over the ink box when writing, and countless stars twinkle in the sky, like eyes in the sky. And I, lying in grandpa's arms, listened to his story about the moon. ...

I like autumn, windy weather and changeable sky.

The sky in autumn is especially blue, like sapphire, very high.

In the autumn wind, she came to the world quietly like a girl, dressed in golden clothes and with light steps. You see, Miss Qiu came to the field and dyed the cotton ball as white as snow. Corn was very happy when she saw Miss Qiu. She deliberately changed a bunch of golden tassels and grinned, revealing white teeth. Soybean may be too excited, and some even burst into laughter; The meal was especially polite, and I bent down to meet the long-lost autumn girl; Sorghum has always been afraid of meeting strangers, that is, afraid of meeting Miss Qiu. I'm still embarrassed. My face turned red.

Autumn is the season to turn ideals into reality, and autumn is a sacred angel that gives people life. Autumn is the harvest season. Autumn is the time when all ripe food falls. Autumn is the harvest season. People love autumn, love her crisp autumn, love her light clouds and light winds, and love her fragrance. Autumn makes farmers smile brilliantly.

5. Sad autumn poems

1, the leaves fall like a waterfall, and I watch the long river always roll forward. -Du Fu's "Ascending the Mountain"

2, how many green lotus flowers hate each other, look back at the west wind for a while. -Du Mu occasionally wrote two questions in Qi 'an County.

3, it is decline, it is luxury. Only the gushing water of the Yangtze river flows eastward without sound. -Liu Yong's Klang Ganzhou

Autumn geese are escorted by Changfeng, and I treat them in this villa and drink my wine. -Li Bai's "Xuanzhou Xielou Farewell School Book Shu Yun"

5. In August, the wind howled and Sanhe grass rolled in my house. -Du Fu's Autumn Wind Breaking the Cottage

6, Xiang Xiang sells green leaves, and the west wind rises between green waves. -Li Qiong's "Huanxisha"

7, red candle cold painting screen, light Luo small fan flapping fireflies. -Mutu's autumn night

8. Where will you wake up tonight? There is a breeze and a waning moon on the bank of Yangliu. -Liu Yong's "Yulinling"

6. Write autumn sad poems

1, on a frosty night, Jiang Feng is worried about fishing and can't sleep. -Zhang Ji is a night stop near Fengqiao.

★★★★★ Note: The first sentence writes three closely related scenes: "The moon sets, crows crow, and the sky is covered with frost". The first quarter moon rises early, and when the moon sets, it is about dawn, and birds in the trees will also crow at dawn. The "frost" of autumn night is suffused with the chill of soaking bones and muscles, which surrounds the poet's boat from all directions, making him feel that the vast night sky outside is filled with frost. In the second sentence, the poet used "Jiang Feng" and "fishing fire" to stay up all night.

2, I want to know the autumn, I don't know, mumbling to knock on the east fence. -Lin Daiyu

★★★★★ Note: This poem comes from Lin Daiyu's "Ask Chrysanthemum" in the thirty-eighth chapter of A Dream of Red Mansions. It is the most novel and unique of Dai Yu's three poems about chrysanthemum, and it can best represent Dai Yu's personality. Generally, flowers bloom in spring, but chrysanthemums bloom in late autumn, and still cling to branches after frost. Tao Yuanming loves chrysanthemums, and Tao Yuanming is a hermit, so people also call chrysanthemums hermits in flowers. The hermit is aloof and proud of the world, noble in character and independent from the world.

In the morning, she saw her hair cloud changing in the mirror, but she bravely faced the cold of moonlight with her evening song. -Li Shangyin "Untitled"

★★★★ Note: "Seeing the clouds change in the morning mirror, the evening song dares to be cold in the moon." The first sentence is about yourself, and the second sentence is about imagining each other. "Changing temples" is because of the painful torture, I can't sleep at night, so that my temples fall off and my face is gaunt. This vividly describes the tortuous spiritual activities, rather than simply describing the fact that youth was killed by pain. The night is haggard because of pain, and the morning is haggard and painful. The pain at night is because the pursuit of love cannot be realized; The next day I was worried about haggard, hoping to stay young for love. In short, I am haggard with love, but I am depressed with pain. This lingering feeling day and night still shows a painful and persistent heart.