The movement of the sun and the moon seems to come from the vast ocean.

At the end of the mountain range and the beginning of the plain, the river winds through the wilderness.

You look at me, I look at you, and there are only my eyes and Jingting Mountain's eyes.

Trees are all autumn colors, and mountains are only sparkling.

Picking chrysanthemums under the east fence, you can see Nanshan leisurely.

The endless trees are rustling leaves, and the Yangtze River is rolling unpredictably.

Xiaofeng stole wine all night, but she was lonely and unbearable, covering up her drunkenness.

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

Hanging the sails of the Ming Dynasty, the fallen leaves are behind me.

What does this poem about the autumn peak of a tree express?

Poetry about the autumn peak of a tree often presents a kind of quiet, magnificent, lonely and profound aesthetic feeling, as well as the poet's profound understanding of nature and life.

These poems often describe the discoloration and defoliation of trees, such as "Leaves fall like the waves of a waterfall, and I watch the long river always roll forward", which vividly shows the arrival of autumn and the changes of nature. "Picking chrysanthemums under the east fence and seeing Nanshan leisurely" depicts the tranquility and indifference of the mountain peak, and shows the author's love and yearning for nature.

These poems often express the poet's feelings about the passage of time, such as "all trees are in autumn, and the mountains are only shining." The poet looks at the changes of mountains and trees and feels the ruthlessness of time and the shortness of life. And "Hang a bright sail and follow the maple leaves behind me" is a fable that ends with the falling of the maple leaves and begins again.

In addition, these poems also show the poet's awe and appreciation of nature, such as "I never tire of looking at each other, but I only respect Tingshan" and "I love the maple forest late, and the frost leaves are red in February flowers". The poet takes nature as his friend and takes nature as his teacher, seeking the meaning and value of life.