Poems about acacia on maple leaves

1. Acacia rubra's poems blossom and fall, and red leaves burn trees.

Who pity is meager, add Jiangshan Rao.

Today, they became husband and wife friends, only to know that Hongye is a good medium. -Don

Han's Wedding Banquet Collection: Taking Pen as Poetry

The far shore is white in autumn, and the distant mountains are red in night. -Tang Du Fu's Five Poems of Akita

Try to go to the bottom of the building, but I'm afraid of spring fever. -Liu Yuxi's "Two Songs in Autumn"

Sleeping on the earth shook everything about Qiu Lai. -Song Xin Qiqi "Man Jiang Hong has Southern Yan and Fan Kuoyun"

Autumn scenery is worthy of the name, and the red leaves are full of mountains; The loose path is suitable, and Huang Ju bypasses Dongli. -Yuan Dynasty

Hanqin Guan

The book of red leaves:

There is a red leaf by the river, a kind of lovesickness poem. The story of a thousand years ago, Lushe people, a century-old marriage poem.

Red leaves are poems without poems, so there is no inscription for maids. Autumn is back, and the red leaves are there, and pieces of red leaves provoke Qiu Si.

The red leaves in Xishan are good, and the dew is heavy. -Chen Yi

It can blow off the golden leaves in autumn and bloom beautiful flowers in spring. -Li Qiao "Wind"

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. -Tang Dynasty

Du Mu's Mountain Walk

Many red leaves in the temple burned people's eyes, and the moss on the ground dyed horseshoes. -Wang Jian's "Jiangling is a thing"

Fragrant green curtains are mostly in water, and green leaves are better than flowers. -Nalan Xingde

There are many fallen leaves by the maple trees, and autumn water comes late in Dongting.

Alone, there is no distance, and the white clouds and bright moon hang in Hunan and Hubei.

-Jia Zhi's "Three Pan-Dongting Lake with Baling and Shilibaipei Wine as the First (Part Two)"

Qiu Shu, who lives in the breeze, has been drinking for many years. Drunk as frost leaves, although red is not spring.

-Bai Juyi's "Drunk to Red Leaves"

Fusang is just like the maple leaves are tender and cold as Dan. However, I turned to Yang to send my guests back, and my heart recalled the scene of spending the New Year together.

-Lu Xun's "Send Masuda to Serve the Country"

The red leaves have been frosted for a long time, but they still love the old branches. Open the window to listen to birds, and bow down to new poems. —— Guo Moruo

Mulberry picking and Double Ninth Festival in Mao Zedong

Life is easy to get old, but it is hard to get old.

Today is Chongyang, and the yellow flowers in the battlefield are particularly fragrant.

The annual autumn wind is not as strong as spring.

Better than spring, just like Wan Li frost on the vast river.

Autumn mountain reflects summer, Sichuan red,

Fallen leaves flow on both sides of the maple tree.

Suddenly, like a windy night,

I still like to draw black and pink.

Wang Guowei's "Looking at Red Leaves"

It is extravagant to fill the valley with red clouds and decorate the autumn.

If you ask about Penglai's good scenery, it is said that maple leaves are better than cherry blossoms.

Wang Guowei's Flower Sweeping Tour

The forest is sparse and the sun hangs, and the fog is light and smoke is collected. Walking in the forest, listening to the sound of heavy leaves, Yuqi walked away.

Back to Feng Dan, the eye of Qiu Guang. Delaying the queue. Then it flew around, and it made me want to die.

Happy things are hard to trace. It's a place where wine and oranges are delivered. Qingge is not alive. Another oriole used a racket to fly the flowers into the bowl.

Come back today, except for the oblique photo. There are western Western jackdaw in the hidden tall trees, greeting each other.

2. What are the poems about "Maple Leaf"? "a night-mooring near maple bridge" on a frosty night, Jiang Feng fished and slept.

On the night of "Night Sleeping Cow White", there was no cloud in the blue sky by the Xijiang River. I looked at the moon on the deck and thought of the old general Xie in vain.

I have poems; I can read. He hears others, but it's not mine. Tomorrow I will raise my sail and leave leaves behind me.

Tu Mu, a mountain walker, is far away in Hanshan. Stop and sit in the maple forest late, and the frost leaves are red in February flowers.

One night-Zhang Jishuang, who was parked near Fengqiao, slept in Jiangfeng. In the lonely Hanshan Temple outside Suzhou, the bell that rang in the middle of the night reached the passenger ship.

San Lv Temple Dai Shulun's Yuan Xiang keeps flowing. Why do you complain about the song? In late autumn, the smoke rises and the maple trees whisper.

Untitled Li Shangyin is alone in the cold night, and the wind and rain are hard to break. When Feng was drunk, she loved and hated.

In early autumn, Cao Yesu's field grass is sparse, the mountains are bright and the maple trees are long. Nancun calves crow at night, and there should be new frost on the fence.

Li Yu, Yi Chong Shan and Er Chong Shan in Sauvignon Blanc. The mountains are far away, the sky is high and the smoke is cold, and the acacia maple leaves are Dan. Flowers bloom, flowers are not complete, geese fly high, but they don't come back.

Jiangling sent thousands of maple leaves to the river, and the river bridge was hidden by sunset sails. Remember that your heart is like the Xihe River, which flows eastward day and night.

The owner of Songjiang Crab House is fisherman Zhang, and his rice soup is also a meal. Maple leaves have fallen, flowers have withered, and drunken fishing boats don't feel cold.

When the boat builds a river, the passenger ship meets the dusk of Puyue, and the outdoor shop wants to close without lights. Dump the sand maple on the shore to death, and the boat still bears the mark of last year.

The county sent Ming and Qing dynasties, and Jiangxi Qingfeng whispered in the rain, and the autumn scenery was fascinated. If you are alone, you will pity the guests, and the white clouds will send you to Jiangxi.

I love Chou-heung Tang Yin, I paint clear water, and I love the maple leaf sorrow in the evening pavilion. The autumn moon shines on the Buddhist temple, and cigarettes fill the front of the building.

Li Hefeng, the string of Shu, is quiet in the evening and beautiful in Jinshan. The stone falls and the ape mourns, and the bamboo cloud is half a ridge.

The cool moon gives birth to Qiupu, and the jade and sand sparkle. Who is a tearful guest? He can't hold back the meandering pond.

Li and Wang were demoted to the prefect of Xiazhong and Changsha, and Tang said goodbye. What was on your mind? Take our horse to get the stirrup cup? . Wuxia, the ape is sad and tears, Hengyang Guiyan brings me the book.

In autumn, the sails on the river are far away, and Baidicheng is sparse along the Yellow River. The wise dynasty will now give more rain and dew. Don't hesitate to leave.

Li Zhu never dies for thousands of years, accompanied by perfume. Pretty Niang Yin is full of air conditioning, 93 is quiet and green with tears.

In the smoke of husband and wife's parting, Wu Yun and Yu Shu echoed each other from afar. You are worried about the green maple in autumn, and Gu Long sings in the cool night waves.

It is sad to send Zhang Si to Wang Changling and LAM Raymond, and so is the Chu River. Never leave the cold mountain and the moon, there are endless apes.

Listening to the flowing water, Wang Changling was alone in the boat, leaning against the maple forest in the moonlight, and rewarding the kite center. The ridge color is heavy and heavy, and the string is broken and the tears are deep.

Farewell Li Ping Wang Changling sharpening his knife and leaving, and tomorrow he will sail to Chang 'an. The slow dance of black-bone chicken makes you drunk, and the green maple is white and cold.

On September 9, Cui's riverside maple leaves fell yellow, and when she grew up, she looked up at the countryside. Although Taoism brought wine for nine days, Chu Ke spent three years in petticoats.

Shu Huai sent Hengzhou Hu Ling's "xianggong" Li Yi to Fiona Fang's Yisheng, and Xuan Gai suddenly said East. The Tao is dense in the middle, and the heart is the same as the outside.

Grow old together, Dan is far from the peak. Who can thank you for the heavy rain on the river?

Liu Yang saw Fujian in Baipingzhou on the bank of Li Yiqing's wind, and Chuke's injury was inseparable from autumn. Look what happened in the Sui Dynasty. Liu Yang crossed the river to the south.

Yili Tobacco sent people to Yueyang, even the sky and maple trees were neat, and Yueyang belonged to the main road. The garrison of Baling, Wan Li, is by the river, watching the clear water sink in the west.

Ma Dairi, a night ape from Bajiang, drank the water from Bajiang and went to the bank of Bajiang. The autumn sound is broken, and the night shadow is even in Chu Yun.

Dew of green maple, clear sky and bright moon. But the boatman couldn't sleep when he heard this.

Goodbye, Jiang Daixiang. There is a cendong in Xiangxiang. You went to hang the sail. The dew is thin and wide, and there are many intertidal islands.

Sunset shines in Tingzhou, and maple leaves fall cold. We should make fishermen's compatriots take fishing songs as their profession.

Huang Huai, Dai, a guest drifted south and lived alone with me. Inflammation state knot Yao Si, Du Fang should be empty.

Qin Yan returned to invade the moon, and Hunan apes played maple. In the Ming dynasty, you couldn't fall in love with mountains.

3. Poems about Maple Leaves:

1, "Sauvignon Blanc A Heavy Mountain" Five Dynasties: Li Yu

One mountain, two mountains. The mountains are far away, the sky is high and the fog is cold.

Chrysanthemums bloom, chrysanthemums remain. The goose that flies high has not returned, and there is no curtain.

Interpretation of vernacular Chinese: heavy and overlapping mountains. The mountains are so far away, the sky is so high, the smoke and water are so cold, but my thoughts are like maple leaves and flames. Chrysanthemums bloom and fall, and days pass by. The wild geese in Saibei are flying south in the sky, but the people they miss have not come back yet. The long bright moon shines on the curtains and floats in the wind.

2, "Jiangling Sorrow Hope to Send Zi 'an/Jiangling Sorrow Hope to Send" in the Tang Dynasty

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.

Interpretation of vernacular Chinese: In a sad late autumn, maple leaves float on the river. At this time, a west wind blew, and the trees all over the mountain rustled. I'm sorry to hear that, little girl. At first glance, the river bridge is hidden in the maple forest. It's already dusk, and I haven't seen my lover return by boat. I am eager to see my lover come back, little girl. Miss your lover as the water of Xijiang River, and miss him as the length of running water.

Maple leaf is a maple leaf, which is generally palmately divided, about 13cm long, slightly wider than the palm of an adult. Lobes have several prominent teeth, the base is heart-shaped, the leaves are rough, the upper part is medium green to dark green, the lower veins are hairy, and they turn yellow to orange or red in autumn. But a few areas are dark green.

The degree to which maple leaves turn red is related to time, drought, pollution, especially nitrogen deficiency. The red maple leaves are actually the result of maple trees responding to natural pressure. The red reaction actually acts as a sunscreen. It makes the maple leaf stay on the tree for a longer time and makes the tree absorb more nutrients. It is found that the pressure of nutrition, especially the lack of nitrogen, makes the maple leaves turn red earlier and more thoroughly.

4. What are the poems about "Red leaves send acacia"

1. "Partridge day, purple Zhu Mo wheel rushing."

Year: Song Author: Anonymous

Zi Mo Zhu Lun went like running water. Small silver hook at the beginning of lilac. By asking about the gap in Qin Lou Road, I caught a glimpse of the delicate fingers. Gold about the wrist, jade scratching his head. Teach people to look at it but pretend to be ashamed. To say that there are no running red leaves, it is especially a kind of sorrow in Taoyuan.

2. "Five Things in Autumn"

Year: Song Author:

Two feet of books are against the shadow, and the west wind blows snow and sings.

The moonlight is thousands of miles by the cloud, and a pot of autumn wine is wrapped around bamboo.

The guest thought that the red leaves had been chaotic recently, and the geese were singing in the south and white clouds were coming.

Born to know machines, I went to Wu when I couldn't think of the bass.

3. Huai Shu Ji Tang Ministry of Industry

Year: Song Author: Kou Zhun

Bucai once elected my monarch, and the name and ambition of the Purple Temple Branch have been paid.

Yin Gao was ashamed to clean up when he dared to speak out in isolation.

The west wind watches Gracilaria dusk alone, and the red leaves still miss Yuan Shuqiu.

Thank you for knowing the truth. Every word will ease your worries.

4. "Philip Burkart people, autumn red leaves and yellow flowers"

Year: Song Author: Yan

Red leaves and yellow flowers in late autumn,

A journey of a thousand miles.

Where the clouds go, no letter will return to the flood.

Where can I send books?

Tears are endless,

Rotary grinding ink on inkstone.

I can't write gradually, and I am deeply immersed in this feeling.

Red notes are colorless.

5. "Young Mermaid Tapping Suidi Road with Jade Ladder"

Year: Song Author: Yan

Jade stirrup knocks on Suidi Road. Laugh at Zhu Hu. Suyun condensed the pale moon, which was beautiful. Duck head spring water, Mulan boat outside the door.

I am used to blowing flowers and picking flowers. Meet at night. When the flute leans against the floor. You should hate not mentioning red leaves to send acacia.

Love poems and idioms about maple leaves: Love is stronger than gold, and it will last forever. Two of a kind's seas run dry and rocks crumble, old flies and my soul mate.

Poetry: When those red berries come in spring, they flush on your southern branches? People who want to miss them collect more, and Mix red beans have attracted people's attention.

Willow green Jiang Shuiping, singing on the Langjiang River. Sunrise in the east and rain in the west, the road is sunny.

Once I tasted the vast sea, I felt that the water in other places was pale; Once you have experienced the clouds in Wushan, you feel that the clouds elsewhere are eclipsed. Hurried through the flowers, lazy to look back; This reason is partly because of the ascetic monk, and partly because of who you used to be.

13 years of good posture is light, living like a scepter in bud in early February.

The spring breeze travels ten miles along Yangzhou Road, and you never know when you will roll up the bead curtain.

Affectionate but always ruthless, I feel proud when I can't laugh.

The candle on the table lit the heart, and it also saw the parting; You see, it shed tears for us and flowed to the morning.

As the saying goes: hold your hand and grow old with your son. Let's be two birds flying together forever in heaven, and two trees connected together forever on earth. Take Qi Mei as an example and respect each other. Without Cai Feng's wings, it is impossible to be Qi Fei in fly with me; The heart is like a soul, and the feelings are the same. Once I tasted the vast sea, I felt that the water in other places was pale; Once you have experienced the clouds in Wushan, you feel that the clouds elsewhere are eclipsed.