1. Write inspirational poems about falling leaves in autumn
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1. Autumn is coming, the wind is blowing, the leaves are falling, and there is so much Zen. People can understand the meaning. Although I don’t believe in Buddhism, sometimes I have a little bit of worship. I know that there are many things in this world. Although I cannot possess them, at least I can still pick up some remaining memories in the remaining days.
2. The fallen leaves in autumn are in various shapes and forms. The leaves of the sycamore are like the soles of a duck's feet; the leaves of the ginkgo are like a small yellow fan; the leaves of the poplar are like a fiery red heart; the leaves of the loquat are like a small boat...
3. Look at autumn. Leaves, look at those tall and tall trees. They bid farewell to their former beauty. In their gorgeous and short lives, they dance all over the sky in the autumn wind without regrets, reluctant to let go of their only beauty with the attachment to the season. into mud. Say goodbye to that dripping greenery.
4. Stepping on the golden fallen leaves on the ground, bathing in the refreshing wind, thin clothes swinging in the wind, admiring the autumn sunset dyeing the wings, listening to the sound of the shepherd boy's piccolo flying vertically, and tasting crickets in the autumn night Sing and enjoy the bright moon shining silver in the blue sky. Step in the autumn wilderness, listen to the trickling stream, feel the coolness of the autumn wind, blow up the beauty of autumn, and let your thoughts dance in the autumn wind...
5. There are so many fallen leaves in autumn, and there are broad leaves. There are sycamore leaves, golden needle-like pine leaves, and narrow fir leaves. The ground is like a thick golden carpet, which is soft and comfortable to step on!
6. The fallen leaves float to the underworld and return to silence. There is no power that can restore a fallen leaf and make it return to the branch, as bright and green as ever. This is a passing, a natural process. It will eventually penetrate deep into the soil, turn into fertilizer, and nourish another new life. This is its own continuation and transcendence, and it is also the eternity of the beautiful moment of fallen leaves.
7. The falling leaves are like songs. The falling leaves complete their journey little by little, but they will eventually turn into soil, and I will try to remember the eternity of that moment.
8. Standing among the trees, I listened quietly. The fallen leaves fell to the ground, and there was a faint sound as thin as cicada wings. At that moment, I imagined that the autumn fields were as golden as Monet's paintings, so gorgeous. The cool autumn wind blew by, and from time to time golden leaves slowly floated down in front of me, so gentle, so quiet, so light, as if they were guarding a fragile dream.
9. A gust of autumn wind blew by, and the fallen leaves on the ground danced in the wind, like beautiful butterflies dancing gracefully. Some of the fallen leaves on the ground have withered; some have just fallen and still have a faint hint of green.
10. The fallen flowers have long been buried under the feet by the years; the fallen leaves are helplessly floating in late autumn, one by one. Only I am still waiting at the place where the dream began, step by step, following the footsteps of the past. Reading it once will hurt you; picking up a piece of it will hurt you.
2. Inspirational poems describing leaves
Modern poems about leaves Chapter 1: A leaf
A leaf fell on that night
This is October At night
It conveys the coming of winter
But it shines with the glory of spring
You hold my hand
Want me to be with you Together you pick up this good news that fell to the ground
A leaf fell on this night
We stand under the autumn tree and listen to the news of spring
On that night when the leaves were falling
You wore a white scarf and a thin dress
Come to look for the lost heart of spring
Modern poems about leaves 2: The light on the leaves
Sunshine
Gentleness pours on
your child-like face
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Looking back
Leaves
Flashing cool eyes
Flowers are like your heart
There are the most beautiful ones Fragrance
In this quiet morning
Breathing love and freedom
There are unknown ties in the world
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In this gentle night like water
To disturb you
The inspiration of young people like the wind
About the modernity of leaves Hymn Three: A Leaf
You are the victim of a little green
You are the idol of a grass
Hanging high on the branch
No one appreciates you
You can’t dance in the breeze
Nor can you sing in the drizzle
Because of the big trees
Can’t go far away
You sigh while looking at the white clouds
You smile and look at the sky with sadness
Oh, you, you
Always I am unable to resist
Modern poems about leaves Chapter 4: Wandering leaves
Too late to clean myself up
Flowers and plants full of thoughts
All were chased
Burned in the last autumn day
The fleeing leaves were panicked
Followed in ignorance
Being Wrapped in the cold winter
Wandering everywhere with the north wind
Any drop of freezing rain
will smash it into pieces
Any gust of cold wind
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You can blow it to cool down
Many integrity is torn into pieces
Like that light and miserable life
Like a life without limbs
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I can’t hold my walking stick
Half of it has been buried underground
The other half is still looking for support
After I got lost today
Will it return to the branches tomorrow? 3. Poems or quotes about fallen leaves
Falling red is not a heartless thing, it turns into spring mud to protect flowers.
Fallen Leaves Kong Shaoan
In early autumn, the leaves fall, falling like a guest’s heart.
Fanfei refused to come down, but he still said he cherished his old forest.
Title of Falling Leaves Sikong Shu
The frost threatens the leaves, and now the trees are half empty. The depression of the homeland is different, but the scattered travelers are the same.
Cold water floats on the rustling shore, and night insects swarm along the steps. Sui Feng was enviable and got Luoyang Palace.
Fallen Leaves Wang Jian
The old green is in different directions, and the first red has overlapped. The floor of the atrium was first swept, and three or two leaves were wrapped around the tree.
The fallen leaves send Chen Yu away
The fallen leaves do not change, and the broken canopy never returns. The fluttering winds are different from each other in the end, and the encounters are temporarily dependent on each other.
Quiet late night words, long and cold moonlight. Who said that when young people say goodbye, everyone sheds tears and stains their clothes.
Fallen Leaves (a poem by Kong Shao'an) Kong Desao
In early autumn, the leaves fall, falling like a guest's heart.
Fanfei refused to come down, but he still said he cherished his old forest.
Falling Leaves Wang Zhou
Su Luxuan is brittle, and the young girl is jealous and thin. On a cold day, the wind blows, and the leaves are dry and red.
Smell the fallen leaves, Qi Ji
After the snow clears from the trees, the evening breeze rustles. Because I miss my home country at night, there are a few empty trees near the water.
The tea is boiled and burned, and the moss turns red when stepped on. If you don’t leave here next year, you will still see green trees.
Fallen leaves Qi Ji
It’s late in autumn, and you can see your neighbors outside the window. No one in the world is so shocked, I am alone in the forest.
Xiao Sao Wei moon night, overlapping morning frost morning. Yesterday it was overcast, and the orioles were singing and the trees were springing.
Fallen Leaves Repair
The rain has passed over the idle fields, and the fallen leaves are red. When I think about spring, I believe there is an autumn breeze.
There are flowing water in several places, and the sky is chaotic by the river.
You should only be independent and self-reliant, and not be the same as the king. 4. Poems or famous sayings about falling leaves
Falling Leaves Kong Shaoan was shocked by the falling leaves in early autumn, and they were falling like a guest's heart.
Fanfei refused to come down, but he still said he cherished his old forest. Title: Fallen Leaves The frosty scene in Sikong is urging the leaves to fall, and now the trees are half empty.
The hometown is different in depression, but the scattered travelers are the same. Cold water floats on the rustling shore, and night insects crowd along the steps.
Sui Feng is enviable and gets Luoyang Palace. Fallen leaves Wang Jian The old green is in different directions, and the first red has overlapped.
The floor of the atrium was first swept, and three or two leaves were wrapped around the tree. Fallen leaves send Chen Yu away. Han Yu's fallen leaves never change, and the broken canopy never returns.
The fluttering winds are different from each other in the end, and they are temporarily dependent on each other when they meet by chance. Quiet late night words, long and cold moonlight.
Who said that when young people say goodbye, everyone sheds tears and stains their clothes. Fallen Leaves (a poem by Kong Shao'an) Kong Desao was shocked by the fallen leaves in early autumn, and they drifted like a guest's heart.
Fanfei refused to come down, but he still said he cherished his old forest. Fallen Leaves King Zhou's law is fragile, and the young girl is jealous and thin.
The wind blows on a cold day, and the leaves are dry and red. Smell the fallen leaves Qi Jichu trees after the snow clears, the evening breeze rustles.
Because I miss my homeland at night, there are a few empty trees near the water. The tea is boiled and burned, and the moss turns red when stepped on.
I won’t leave here until next year, and I’ll still see green trees. The fallen leaves have all fallen, and it is late in autumn. I see my neighbors outside the window.
No one in the world is shocked. I am alone in the forest. Xiao Sao Wei moon night, overlapping morning frost morning.
Yesterday it was overcast, and the orioles were singing and the trees were springing. Fallen Leaves: After the rain has passed through the repairs, the idle fields are covered with red fallen leaves.
Thinking about spring, I believe there is an autumn breeze. The water flows in several places, and the dusk sky is chaotic by the river.
You should only stand on your own feet and not be the same as the king. The fallen leaves of Heshengji pottery Qian Qianyi Autumn Old Zhongshan Thousands of trees are sparse, and withering is always caused by the flying dust.
I don’t know that the jade dew is cool and the wind is strong, but I only think that the King of Jinling is very angry. There are only trees in Su'e leaning on the moon, and the green girl walking on the frost has no clothes.
Hualin is as bleak as a desert, with only one goose returning in the cold sky for thousands of miles. 17. 5. Famous quotes about falling leaves
Falling Leaves Kong Shaoan
In early autumn, the fallen leaves are startling, and they drift like the hearts of guests.
Fanfei refused to come down, but he still said he cherished his old forest.
He Du Lu's "Red Leaves" by Bai Juyi
On the first day of October in Hanshan, the frost leaves are new for a while.
It seems to be burning but not due to fire, like a flower that does not wait for spring.
Red curtains are arranged in rows, and red scarves are cut randomly.
When Xie Zhanyu looked at it, there were only two people in front of the wind.
Watching the red leaves while drunk Bai Juyi
The autumn trees stand in the wind, and the wine lasts for many years.
The drunken appearance is like frost leaves, although they are red, it is not spring.
One leaf fell, Li Cunzhen
One leaf fell, and the pearls and foil were wiped.
At this time, the scenery was desolate.
The moonlight in the painting building is cold, and the west wind blows the curtain.
Blowing the curtain, thinking about the past.
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If the world is a tree, I am a leaf on the tree,
Spring: sprouting, growing; summer: stretching, exuberant;
Autumn: rustling, fading; winter: drifting, snow disappears...
Although there will be some in every season Different leaves fall,
The same ones have been stretched!
If the world is a tree, I am a leaf on the tree,
The world is so big, I hide at the bottom,
The branches and leaves Shining brightly in the sun,
But I can only taste the darkness alone.
I don’t think about whether I will win the sunshine tomorrow.
As long as life is still there, I will keep looking for light in the darkness.
Work hard Breathing oxygen and practicing in the deserted night,
Even before drifting,
At the moment of drifting, you still have to make one or two circles...
< p> Colorful dance rings.￣￣Ye Zi, formerly known as Kong Yarong, is from Weinan and a writing enthusiast. I look forward to the exchanges and advice from friends. 7. Famous quotes or verses about leaves
The Book of Songs Gourd Leaves
Flags and banners gourd leaves, which are harvested and prosperous. A gentleman has wine, so he can taste it.
If there is a rabbit with a head, burn it with a cannon; if a gentleman has wine, he can offer it with his words.
If there is a rabbit's head, burn it. If a gentleman has wine, drink it with your words.
If there is a rabbit with a head, it can be fired with a cannon; if a gentleman has wine, he can reward him with words.
The Book of Songs: There are bitter leaves on the beetle.
There are bitter leaves on the beetle, and the benefits are profound. Deep is severe, shallow is exposed.
There are rivers and rivers flowing, and there are pheasants and pheasants singing. The rails are not wet when the economy is full, and the pheasants cry in search of their mates.
The geese are singing and the sun is rising. If a scholar returns to his wife, the ice has not yet melted.
Recruiting boats, people are involved. Whether a person is involved or not, he must be my friend.
Early Autumn Guesthouse Du Mu
The wind blows a leaf, and everything is startled by autumn.
I shed tears alone at night in a foreign country, and worry about the guests every year.
Where do we end up leaving? How long will it last?
Not as good as the old man from Fenxi, he is free and free.
Fallen Leaves Kong Shaoan
In early autumn, the leaves fall, falling like a guest’s heart.
Fanfei refused to come down, but he still said he cherished his old forest.
He Du Lu's "Red Leaves" by Bai Juyi
On the first day of October in Hanshan, the frost leaves are new for a while.
It seems to be burning but not due to fire, like a flower that does not wait for spring.
Red curtains are arranged in rows, and red scarves are cut randomly.
When Xie Zhanyu looked at it, there were only two people in front of the wind.
One Leaf Falls by Bai Juyi
The heat and depression have not subsided, but the coolness has already arisen.
Cold and temperature, as well as the rise and fall, are related to the exterior and interior.
Under the autumn forest, a leaf suddenly leaves.
Don’t say it’s falling, it’s starting from now on.
Admire the red leaves while drunk Bai Juyi
The autumn trees stand in the wind, and the wine lasts for many years.
The drunken appearance is like frost leaves, although they are red, it is not spring.
Sophora japonica leaves are harvested coldly by Du Fu
Green and tall locust leaves are harvested and sent to the Chinese chef. New noodles are coming to the market, and they are all delicious.
If you are too mature to enter the capital, you will have no desire to add a meal. The fresh green vegetables all shine on the chopsticks, and the fragrant rice and bracts are included.
The meridian teeth are as cold as snow, so I urge people to cast this bead. I am willing to follow the gold and gold, and leave the brocade and Tusu.
The road is far away and the thought is afraid of mud, but the excitement is deep and will never change. The celery is small, and the algae are only bright.
In the dew-cold palace thousands of miles away, a jade pot of pure ice is opened. The king enjoys the cool night, so this taste is also needed.
On a moonlit night, cold dew can be seen on the leaves of the sycamore tree Dai Cha
On the leaves of the sycamore tree, the white dew of the moon has just begun to appear. The drops of bitumen are full of clear light, and the colors are bright and cold.
The wind shakes the jade pendant, and the branches move with pity. The air is cold and I am suspicious of the autumn evening, and the sound is faint and it is late at night.
The congealed sky flows everywhere, and the moistening things are pure and suitable for viewing. Don't be tired of looking at the approaching tiredness, it will be even harder to gather Xi.
One leaf fell, Li Cunzhen
One leaf fell, and the pearls and foil were wiped.
At this time, the scenery was desolate.
The moonlight in the painting building is cold, and the west wind blows the curtain.
Blowing the curtain, thinking about the past.
Lotus Leaf Li Qunyu
The root is jade in the mud, and the heart is full of dew.
Plant in Juntang and bury Ren Chunpu.
The banyan leaves in Liuzhou in February have all fallen off. Liu Zongyuan
The official affairs and thoughts are desolate, half-spring turns like autumn.
After the rain in the mountain city, all the flowers are gone, and the banyan leaves fill the courtyard with the cries of orioles.
Red Leaves Luo Yin
But beside the deserted city, the evening light shines brightly.
The clear fields are green with frost, and the mountains are red with cold rain.
Wandering on Baling Road, beauty Changxin Palace.
Waiting for the end of the year, there is endless hope.
Fallen leaves Qi Ji
It’s late in autumn, and you can see your neighbors outside the window.
No one in the world is shocked. I am alone in the forest.
Xiao Sao Wei moon night, overlapping morning frost morning.
Yesterday it was overcast, and the orioles were singing and the trees were springing.
Fallen Leaves Wang Jian
The old green is in different directions, and the first red has overlapped.
The floor of the atrium was first swept, and three or two leaves were wrapped around the tree.
Red Leaves Wu Rong
The dew-stained frost dries lightly, and turns bright in the setting sun.
The harmonious smoke falls in the nine-autumn colors, and the love spreads thousands of miles along with the waves.
There are shadows of birds hidden in the moon for several nights, and the sound of crickets is heard in every family.
For a moment, I didn’t feel much regret, watching the breeze cut the flowers.
Looking at the yellow leaves in Yuezhou, Zhang said
Looking at the yellow leaves with a white head, the faces are complex and geometric.
Under the empty Tangtang tree, there is no political song.
Frost leaves fly thousands of miles away
The clouds hang down to the ground, the smoke from the embankment is heavy, and Yan Hong makes his first trip to the river. The dew lotus leaves, the wind and the willows are sparse, and the terraces and pavilions are still quiet. Hate pulse pulse, separation love resentment dawn. Lovesick soul dreams on a small screen. The tired guest collects his clothes, dust flies all over him, and the jade mirror shines shamefully. Infinitely quiet streets and secluded streets, pursuing joy and seeking rewards, arriving first before others leave behind. The young man's thoughts turned empty, and Kuang Lao came to embrace him. All the green leaves and red flowers have passed. The sound of separation was relaxed and tidy at that time. Ask about the beauty, from being haggard, to reducing the waistline, how much like a man.