First, "Persimmon Red":
Original: The persimmon and red pear in Zimanshan Mountain are ripe, and the cold rain rustles down the trees. In Dong Tian, the acreage of grain is popular, and the accumulation of fields is as high as that of houses. The firewood is full of yellow calves, and Ding Nan's shoulders are bald. Boiling pigs and drinking will make society happy, and sadness will continue. Tian Jia, why worry about this joy? He will accept it until he is old. The road is stagnant and the ears are like a mountain. The old man would rather have something there.
Analysis: Liu Ban was a famous historian and writer in the Northern Song Dynasty. He is rigorous in his studies, erudite and knowledgeable, and his poetic style is fresh and clear, natural and meaningful. Red persimmons and purple autumn pears are full of fruits, all over the mountains and covered with branches. The west wind is bleak, drizzling, trees are sparse, branches and leaves are swaying, fields are golden, and mountains are piled up everywhere. It is also a happy and healthy harvest year.
Second, "Looking at the Night":
Frost makes it clear and cold, makes the wind fall into the smoke. Sha Ou trail is full of fish, and wild birds are called persimmon red. The bell in the temple wears bamboo, and the hole is deep. What will Wild Goose Gate report? Wan Li is ashamed to say some nonsense.
Analysis: Zheng was a famous courtier poet in Southern Song Dynasty. He is honest and upright, with outstanding achievements, bright and clear poetic style, fresh and elegant. Autumn dusk, as far as the eye can see, the west wind is bleak, the frost is cold, the fence is sparse, and several huts are hidden. Birds return to their nests, bells are ethereal, bamboo forests are swaying, persimmons are ripe and red lanterns are hung high.
Third, "miscellaneous":
The forest paintings on the lake are not as good as the frosty days. In the evening, red persimmons are collected on the sloping terraces of trees, and there are white fish in the cold current. Qin on the stone respects wild moss, and chickens and dogs are rare in the fence. If you have a level, it is also a cloud that covers your eyes and dares to be bored.
Lin Bu was a famous writer in the Northern Song Dynasty. He is proficient in classics and history, good at writing and painting, indifferent to fame and fortune, and affectionate to mountains and rivers. In autumn, the mountains and lakes are picturesque, the frost is clean as snow, and the small garden is empty. The evening glow is gorgeous, and red persimmons are picked on the ladder. This stream is very clear.