1. Classic poems about autumn
1. Tianjingsha·Autumn Thoughts
Dynasty: Yuan Dynasty
Author: Ma Zhiyuan< /p>
Original text:
Withered vines and old trees, dim crows, small bridges and flowing water, people’s houses, and old roads with westerly winds and thin horses. The sun sets in the west, and the heartbroken people are at the end of the world.
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Song of Thatched Cottage Broken by the Autumn Wind
Dynasty: Tang Dynasty
Author: Du Fu
Original text:
The high autumn wind roared in August and rolled up the triple thatch on my house. Mao flies across the river and spreads across the outskirts of the river. The taller ones hang on the treetops, while the lower ones float around the pond.
The group of children in Nancun deceived me because I was old and weak, and I could not stand facing a thief, so they openly carried me into the bamboo. My lips were burnt and my mouth was dry and I couldn't breathe. When I returned home, I leaned on my stick and sighed.
The wind in Russia makes the clouds dark, and the desert turns dark in autumn. The quilt has been as cold as iron for many years, and the delicate child is lying on it and is cracked inside. There is no drying place for the leakage at the bedside, and the rain is like hemp on the feet and has not been stopped. Since my period is chaotic and I don’t sleep much, how can I get wet all night long?
There are tens of millions of mansions in Ande, which shelter all the poor people in the world with joy, and are as safe as a mountain even if the wind and rain do not move! Alas! When I suddenly see this house in front of my eyes, my house alone will be broken down and frozen to death!
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Autumn Ci
Dynasty: Tang Dynasty
Author: Liu Yuxi
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Since ancient times, autumn has been a sad and lonely time. I say that autumn is better than spring.
A crane lining the clouds in the clear sky brings poetry to the blue sky.
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Autumn Eve
Dynasty: Tang Dynasty
Author: Du Mu
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The autumn light of silver candles paints the screen coldly, and the small light fan flutters the fireflies.
The night is as cool as water on Tianjie, lying down watching Altair and Vega.
(The first work of Heavenly Steps: Tianjie; the first work of Lying and Watching: Sit and Watch)
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Mountain Walk
Dynasty: Tang Dynasty
Author: Du Mu
Original text:
Far up the cold mountain, the stone path is sloping, and there are people living deep in the white clouds. (Part 1 of "Depth": The Place of Life)
Stop and sit in the maple forest at night, the frost leaves are as red as the February flowers.
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Sauvignon Blanc·Yichhongshan
Dynasty: Five Dynasties
Author: Li Yu
Original text:
One mountain, two mountains. The mountains are far away, the sky is high, the smoke is cold, and the water is cold. I miss the red maple leaves.
The chrysanthemums are blooming, but the chrysanthemums are withered. The flying geese have not yet returned, and the wind and moon are idle behind the curtain.
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Ancient Grudges
Dynasty: Tang Dynasty
Author: Meng Jiao
Original text:
The rustling autumn wind is blowing, and I am worried about people leaving.
Feelings and feelings go in opposite directions. If you want to speak, swallow first.
My heart is full of sorrow, but it is hard to describe the sadness.
After saying goodbye, I only think about the bright moon at the end of the world.
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Wen Yan
Dynasty: Tang Dynasty
Author: Wei Yingwu
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Where is my hometown? It’s time to think about it.
On an autumn rainy night in Huainan, Gaozhai heard the arrival of wild geese.
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One of Two Songs of Yan
Dynasty: Wei and Jin
Author: Cao Pi
< p> Original text:The autumn wind is bleak, the weather is cool, the vegetation is shaking and the dew turns to frost, and the swallows say goodbye and return to the south to soar.
I miss you so much when you are traveling, and I miss you so much when you return to your hometown. How can you stay and send it somewhere else?
The humble concubine stays alone in the empty room, worrying about you and not forgetting about you. She sheds tears on her clothes without realizing it.
The sound of the zither and the strings of the piano are used to clear the business, but the short songs and slight chants cannot be long.
The bright moon shines brightly on my bed, and the stars are drifting westward into the night.
The morning glory and the weaver girl look at each other from a distance, how can you live alone in the river beam?
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Autumn Wind Ci
Dynasty: Han Dynasty
Author: Liu Che
Original text:
The autumn wind blows and white clouds fly, the grass and trees turn yellow and the wild geese return south.
The orchids are beautiful and the chrysanthemums are fragrant. I cannot forget the beautiful woman I am pregnant with.
The floating boats are coming to the Fen River, and the waves are flowing across the middle.
The flutes and drums are singing, and the music is singing, and there is great joy and much sadness.
How can you be old when you are young?
10. The setting clouds and the solitary owl fly together, the autumn water lasts for a long time and the sky is the same color 2. Classic poems about autumn
Poems describing autumn:
" "Dark Autumn in the Mountains" Wang Wei of Tang Dynasty
After the new rain in the empty mountains, the weather is late and autumn comes. The bright moon shines among the pines, and the clear spring flows over the rocks.
The bamboo noise returns to Huan Nu, and the lotus moves off the fishing boat. The spring fragrance rests at will, and the king and grandson can stay.
"Autumn Night Song" by Wang Wei of the Tang Dynasty
When Gui Po was born, the autumn dew was faint, and the light ruffles were already thin and had not been changed.
I have been playing with the silver zheng diligently for a long time, but I am too timid to return to the empty room.
"Midnight Autumn Song" by Li Bai of the Tang Dynasty
There is a moon in Chang'an and the sound of thousands of households pounding their clothes.
The autumn wind never blows away, but there is always love.
On what day when the barbarians are defeated, a good man will stop his expedition.
"Ascending Xie Tiao North Tower in Xuancheng in Autumn" by Li Bai of the Tang Dynasty
The river city is like a painting, with mountains at dawn and a clear sky. The rain catches the bright mirror, and a rainbow falls on the two bridges.
The crowds are cold, the oranges and pomeloes are blooming, and the autumn colors are like the old sycamore trees. Who wants to be in the north building? I feel grateful to you in the wind.
"Staying on the Jiande River" by Meng Haoran of the Tang Dynasty
Moving the boat to Yanzhu, the guests are worried about the new arrival at dusk. The trees are low in the open sky, and the clear moon on the river is close to the people.
Climbing Lanshan in Autumn and sending a picture to Meng Haoran from the Five Tang Dynasties
In the white clouds of Beishan, the hermit feels happy. When we look at each other, we climb high, and our hearts follow the wild geese.
Worry arises in the dusk, and happiness comes in the autumn. Sometimes I see people returning to the village, crossing the sand to rest.
The trees on the horizon are like shepherd's purses, and the islands on the riverside are like the moon. Why should I bring you wine to get drunk on the Double Ninth Festival?
"Autumn Evening" by Du Mu of the Tang Dynasty
The cold autumn light of silver candles paints the screen, and the small light fan flutters at the flowing fireflies.
The night sky is as cool as water, and I sit and watch Altair and Vega.
"Climbing High" by Du Fu of the Tang Dynasty
The wind is strong and the apes high in the sky howl in mourning, and the white birds fly back from the clear sand in Zhugong.
The endless falling trees rustle and the endless Yangtze River rolls by.
Wanli is always a guest in the sad autumn, but he has been sick for hundreds of years and only appears on the stage.
Difficulty hates the frost on the temples, and the new wine glass becomes muddy.
"Mid-Autumn Moon" by Su Shi of the Song Dynasty
The dusk clouds have collected and overflowed with the clear cold, and the silver man turned the jade plate silently.
This life and this night will not last long. Where can I see the bright moon next year?
"Mid-Autumn Moon" by Tang Bai Juyi
Thousands of miles of clear light cannot be thought of, adding sorrow and hatred to the end of the world.
Who has been garrisoning outside Long for a long time? Where can we say goodbye in front of the court?
It was the night when the old concubine returned to the hospital after falling out of favor, and the old general did not go upstairs.
According to him, how many people have broken hearts, the Jade Rabbit and the Silver Toad are far away.
Words describing autumn:
"Su Mu Zhe" by Fan Zhongyan of the Song Dynasty
The sky is blue, the leaves are yellow, the autumn colors are rolling, and the waves are green and cold.
The mountains reflect the setting sun and the sky meets the water, and the fragrant grass is ruthless, even outside the setting sun.
The soul of the dark country, chasing the thoughts of the journey, except every night, good dreams leave people to sleep.
Sitting alone and leaning high in the Mingyue Tower, the wine fills my heart with sadness, turning into tears of lovesickness.
"The Proud Fisherman" by Fan Zhongyan of the Song Dynasty
The scenery is different when autumn comes in the fortress, but the geese in Hengyang leave without paying attention.
There were sounds from all directions.
Thousands of miles away, the smoke is setting and the city is closed.
A glass of wine can bring you thousands of miles away, but there is no way for Yan Ran to return home.
The ground is covered with frost.
When a man is sleepless, the general's hair is white and his husband is in tears.
Beautiful Autumn Waves
Lu You of the Song Dynasty
On the evening of July 16, I climbed up to the Happy Pavilion to look at the Nanshan Mountains of Chang'an
In autumn, I mourned at the corner of the border town , the beacon light shines on the high platform. The sad song strikes the building, relying on the high wine, this joy is leisurely!
Passionate people are like the moon in the southern mountains, especially when the clouds open at dusk. The smokey willows in Baqiao and the pond in Qujiang are waiting for people to come.
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Autumn colors are not far or near, and you can reach the cold mountains when you go out.
The sound of autumn sounds in thousands of bamboos, and the cold color of Wuling pine trees.
Everyone explains the sad autumn events, but it is not like the poet who knows them thoroughly.
The colors of the mountains change with the sunset, and the river flows change to the sounds of autumn day and night.
There is no place to look for when I wake up from sleep, the steps are full of phoenix leaves and the sun shines brightly.
On the far-off New Autumn Eve, the moon is about to be full.
Taking advantage of the cold wave to cross the river in the evening, there were many sounds of geese with yellow leaves in the forest.
Before I realized the dream of spring grass in the pond, the phoenix leaves in front of the steps already sounded the sound of autumn.
The west wind blows leaves all over the lakeside, and I am so excited to change into autumn clothes for the first time.
The wind blows on the bamboos in the deep night, and the autumn rhyme is heard. Thousands of leaves and thousands of sounds are filled with hatred.
When rain damages the urn, the new moss becomes green, and in autumn the leaves turn red when entering the horizontal forest.
The rain is cold in autumn, the wind is clear and the river is refreshing.
The moonlight soaked the water and soaked the sky, and the sky was clear and reverberating with each other.
The anvil and pestle knock the moon in the deep lane, and the sycamore trees shake down in the autumn of my hometown.
Hope this helps! 3. Beautiful poems about autumn
After searching, the poster should be talking about ancient poems. "Midnight Autumn Song" by Li Bai of the Tang Dynasty. There is a moon in Chang'an, and the sound of thousands of households pounding clothes. The autumn wind can't stop it, always The love of Yuguan. When will the Hulu be pacified, the good man will stop his expedition? "Autumn Climbing the North Tower of Xuancheng" Tang Li Baijiang City is like a picture, the mountains look at the clear sky at dawn. The rain is caught in the mirror, the twin bridges are rainbows. The crowds are cold and the oranges and pomeloes are in the autumn colors. Old Wutong. Who misses the North Tower? I feel grateful to my father in the wind. "Autumn Night Song" Tang Wang Wei Gui Po's new born autumn dew is faint, the light ruffles are thin and have not changed clothes. The silver kite has been played diligently all night, and the heart is so timid that the empty room cannot bear to return. "Autumn Eve" Du Mu of the Tang Dynasty, silver candles painted the screen in the cold autumn light, and small fans fluttered at the flowing fireflies. The sky was as cold as water at night, and I sat and watched the Altair and Vega. "Ascending" by Du Fu of the Tang Dynasty. The wind was strong and the apes high in the sky whistled in mourning. The white birds flew back from the clear sands of Zhug. The trees fell from the edge. Under the roar, the endless Yangtze River rolls in. I am often a guest in the sad autumn of thousands of miles, and I am alone on the stage due to a hundred years of illness. I hate the hardships and the frost on my temples, and I am tired of the new wine glass. "Staying on the Jiande River" Tang Meng Haoran moved his boat to Yanzhu, and the guests were sad at dusk New. The sky is open and the trees are low, the river is clear and the moon is close to the people. "Remembering the Shandong Brothers on September 9th" Wang Wei of the Tang Dynasty is a stranger in a foreign land. He misses his relatives even more during the festive season. He knows that his brothers are climbing high, and there is one less person planted with dogwood trees. "Mountain Journey" by Du Mu of the Tang Dynasty, the stone path is sloping up the Hanshan Mountain, and there are people living in the white clouds. He parked his car and sat in the maple forest at night, and the frost leaves were as red as the flowers in February. "Mountain Dwelling in the Dark Autumn" by Wang Weikong of the Tang Dynasty After the new rain in the mountain, the weather came late in autumn. The bright moon The sun shines among the pines, and the clear springs flow up the rocks. The bamboos noisily return to Huannu, and the lotus leaves the fishing boat. The spring fragrance rests at will, and the kings and grandsons can stay. "Ode to the Dusk River" Tang Bai Juyi A setting sun spreads over the water, half of the river is rustling and half of the river is red. Poor early September Three nights, the dew is like pearls and the moon is like a bow. "Autumn Poems" by Liu Yu of the Tang Dynasty The bright water in the Xishan Mountain is clear and frost comes at night, and several trees are deep red and light yellow. Try going up to a high-rise building and it is clear to the bones. It is like the spring scenery that makes people crazy. "Autumn Thoughts" by Zhang Zhang of the Tang Dynasty, who lives in Luoyang City Seeing the autumn wind inside, I want to be a writer with a lot of ideas. I am afraid that I can't finish the words in a hurry, and the travelers have to open the seal before leaving. "To Liu Jingwen" Su Shi of the Song Dynasty has all the lotuses with no rain cover, and the chrysanthemums are still with proud frost branches. A good year for you. Remember, it’s the time when orange is yellow and orange is green. 4. Classic poems describing autumn
1 A night of green lotus frost cuts it, and the autumn rain does not make it into beads. The flying frost breaks the lotus leaves, and the autumn rain falls on the broken leaves, and no more water droplets can be formed.
"Two Occasional Poems" by Lai Hu of the Tang Dynasty 2: In the middle of the night, I was so drunk that I couldn't wake up. The pond was full of lotus leaves and the autumn wind was stirring. I couldn't sleep; I couldn't sleep. "Autumn Evening" by Dou Gong of the Tang Dynasty 3. The fragrance of lotus leaves is sold out, and the green leaves are broken, and the westerly wind stirs up the green waves. Lotus: another name for lotus.
Southern Tang · Li Jing "Huanxi Sand" 4 Blue sky, yellow leaves on the ground, autumn colors, cold mist and green waves on the waves Song Dynasty · Fan Zhongyan "Su Muzhe" 5 You must remember the good scenery of the year, the most important Orange-yellow-orange-green hour: Orange-yellow-orange-green hour: refers to the season at the turn of autumn and winter. Song Dynasty Su Shi's "Gift to Liu Jingwen" 6 Don't rush back when we meet, the butterflies will also be worried about the yellow flowers tomorrow. Tomorrow's yellow flowers: refers to the chrysanthemums gradually withering after the Double Ninth Festival.
Butterflies are also worried: chrysanthemums are withered, and butterflies have nowhere to look for flowers, so they are called "sorrow". Song Dynasty Su Shi's "Nine Days Second Rhyme Wang Gong" 7 Xiao Xiaoyuan trees outside the forest, half of the autumn mountains with sunset. Song Dynasty Kou Zhun's "Shu River on the Pavilion Wall". 5. Classic poems about autumn
Poems describing autumn: "Dwelling in the Mountains in the Dark Autumn" by Tang Wangwei After the new rain in the empty mountains, autumn comes late.
The bright moon shines among the pines, and the clear spring flows upstream from the rocks. The bamboo noise returns to Huan Nu, and the lotus moves off the fishing boat.
Let the spring fragrance rest at will, and the kings and grandsons can stay. "Autumn Night Song" by Wang Wei of the Tang Dynasty The autumn dew of Gui Po is faint when he is born, and his light ruffles are already thin and have not changed his clothes.
I have been playing with the silver zheng diligently for a long time, but I am too timid to return to the empty room. "Midnight Autumn Song" by Tang Li Bai There is a moon in Chang'an and the sound of thousands of households pounding their clothes.
The autumn wind never blows away, but there is always love. When the Huru are defeated, the good men will stop the expedition.
"Ascend the Xie Tiao North Tower in Xuancheng in Autumn" by Li Bai of the Tang Dynasty. The river city is like a painting, with mountains at dawn and a clear sky. The rain catches the bright mirror, and a rainbow falls on the two bridges.
The crowds are cold, the oranges and pomeloes are blooming, and the autumn colors are like the old sycamore trees. Who wants to be in the north building? I feel grateful to you in the wind.
"Staying on the Jiande River" Meng Haoran of the Tang Dynasty moved his boat to Yanzhu, and at dusk the guests were worried about the new arrival. The trees are low in the open sky, and the clear moon on the river is close to the people.
Climb Lanshan Mountain in Autumn and send a picture to Meng Haoran from the Five Tang Dynasties. In the white clouds of the North Mountain, the hermit feels happy. When we look at each other, we climb high, and our hearts follow the wild geese.
Worry arises in the dusk, and happiness comes in the autumn. Sometimes I see people returning to the village, crossing the sand to rest.
The trees on the horizon are like shepherd's purses, and the islands on the riverside are like the moon. Why should I bring you wine to get drunk on the Double Ninth Festival?
"Autumn Evening" by Du Mu of the Tang Dynasty Silver candles paint the screen with cold autumn light, and small fans flutter against the flowing fireflies. The sky is as cold as water at night, and I sit and watch Altair and Vega.
"Climbing High" by Du Fu of the Tang Dynasty The wind is strong, the apes high in the sky are screaming in mourning, and the white birds are flying back from the clear sand in Zhugistan. The endless falling trees rustled, and the endless Yangtze River rolled in.
Wanli is always a guest in the sad autumn, but he has been sick for hundreds of years and only appears on the stage. Difficulty and bitterness hate the frost on the temples, and the wine glass is stained by the new stop.
"Mid-Autumn Moon" by Su Shi of the Song Dynasty. The dusk clouds have collected and overflowed with the clear cold, and the silver man turned the jade plate silently. This night in this life will not last long. Where can I see the bright moon next year?
"Mid-Autumn Moon" Tang Bai Juyi The clear light thousands of miles away is unimaginable, adding sorrow and hatred to the end of the world. Who has been garrisoning outside Long for a long time? Where can we say goodbye in front of the court? The old concubine who fell out of favor returned to the courtyard at night, when the old general did not go upstairs.
According to him, how many people have broken hearts, the Jade Rabbit and the Silver Toad are far away. Words describing autumn: "Su Mu Zhe" by Fan Zhongyan of the Song Dynasty. The sky is blue, the ground is yellow leaves, the autumn colors are in waves, and the waves are covered with cold smoke and green.
The mountains reflect the setting sun and the sky meets the water, and the fragrant grass is ruthless, even outside the setting sun. The soul of the dark country is chasing my thoughts on the journey, unless I leave good dreams to sleep every night.
Sitting alone and leaning high in the Mingyue Tower, the wine fills my heart with sadness, turning into tears of lovesickness. "Proud of the Fisherman" by Fan Zhongyan of the Song Dynasty The scenery is strange when autumn comes under the fortress, but the geese in Hengyang leave without paying attention.
There were sounds from all directions. Thousands of miles away, the long smoke sets and the sun sets, solitary city closed.
A glass of wine can bring you thousands of miles away, but there is no way for Yan Ran to return home. Qiang Guan is covered with frost all over the ground.
When a man is sleepless, the general's hair is white and his husband is in tears. The Beautiful Autumn Waves by Lu You of the Song Dynasty. On the evening of July 16th, I climbed up to the Happy Pavilion to look at the Nanshan Mountains of Chang'an. In autumn, I mourned at the corner of the border town and the beacon light shone on the high platform.
The sad songs are building, and the wine is high, so happy! Passionate people are like the moon in the southern mountains, especially when the dusk clouds bloom. The smokey willows in Baqiao and the pond in Qujiang are waiting for people to come.
Quotation: Autumn colors are no matter how far or near you are, you can only go out to the cold mountains. The sound of autumn sounds in thousands of households' bamboos, and the cold color of Wuling pine trees.
Everyone explains the sad autumn events, but it is not like the poet who knows them thoroughly. The color of the mountains changes with the sunset, and the river flows day and night with the sounds of autumn.
There is no place to look for when I wake up from sleep, the steps are full of phoenix leaves and the sun shines brightly. Far away on the new autumn evening, the moon is about to be full.
Taking advantage of the cold wave to cross the river in the evening, there were many sounds of geese with yellow leaves in the forest. I haven't noticed the dream of spring grass in the pond, but the phoenix leaves in front of the steps have already sounded in autumn.
The west wind blows leaves all over the lakeside, and I am so excited to change into autumn clothes for the first time. Late at night, the wind blows on the bamboos, and the sound of autumn leaves is filled with hatred.
When rain damages the urn, the new moss becomes green, and when autumn enters the horizontal forest, a few leaves turn red. The rain is cold in autumn, the wind is clear and the river is cool.
The moonlight soaked the water and soaked the sky, and the sky was clear and reverberating with each other. The anvil and pestle knock the moon in the deep lane, and the sycamore trees shake down in the autumn of my hometown.
Hope this helps. 6. Sentences describing autumn
1. In the lower field holes, the rice is ripe and golden, as if someone had spread a thick layer of gold on the ground.
The autumn waves shook the rice, making the heavy ears of rice fluctuate rhythmically, as if the golden mountain was landslide. The sound of wind and rice waves is like a moving piece of music.
2. It is vast and rich, quiet and distant. Farmers are burning weeds and debris in the fields. Some people say that it is "burning autumn", with a strong smell of grass and smoke curling up. It slowly rose into the sky, and how many romantic reveries were flying with the smoke... At this time, I found that all my feelings were melted into the smoke. Speaking of Fenqiu, I think of the cool autumn season, with cleaners cleaning the fallen leaves amidst the sound of rustling.
After sweeping, I piled the autumn leaves into piles. After a while, thick and light smoke curled up and spread out, just like the autumn fog in the mountains in the early morning. The old building where I live is lightly enveloped in the light smoke of burning autumn leaves, filling the air with a strong fragrance. 3. The yellow rice ears have heavy heads hanging down, and the cotton bolls are like small trees, blooming like eggs.
Ah, it is not a rice field, but a sea of ??gold; it is not a cotton field, but a world of silver. 4. The bright moon, which is not yet full, gradually rises high into the sky.
A transparent gray cloud faintly blocked the moonlight, and above the field, a light smoke seemed to be hanging, and the strands were falling off, as if falling into a dream. After the evening clouds drifted over, the smoke disappeared from the fields, and the clear light like water washed over the soft autumn night.
5. Miss Qiu came wearing a golden coat, covered in dust. Among the fields, mountains and rivers, among the orchards and flowers, autumn is like a gust of wind, passing through it and giving people a picture.
The ripe corn couldn’t wait to take off its clothes and show off its yellow color. It bid farewell to the passionate summer, cooled in the continuous autumn rain, and the gentle autumn has come to me. around. 6. Dusk in late autumn always comes very quickly, and before the water vapor evaporated by sunlight on the mountains and fields dissipates, the sun sets in the Western Mountains.
As a result, the misty wind in the valley brought a strong coolness, driving the white mist to wander down the mountain; and the shadow of the mountain peak pressed down on the village faster, and the shadow became thicker and thicker. Gradually it blended into the night, but soon it was turned silver-gray by the moonlight. 7. Autumn is sad, desolate and deep.
Autumn sky, autumn weeds, autumn jungle, autumn stream, autumn color, autumn breath. What does Yi Ning have? Let’s talk about giving an autumn leaf.
When the leaves, as gorgeous as clouds and as golden as butterflies, fall in the wind, they are full of swirling enthusiasm, melting all my expectations and unexpressable tenderness into the reverie of the autumn wind. inside. It tempts people to sip a pot of freshly brewed chrysanthemum tea in the rosy sunset, with the fragrance of autumn flowing between lips and teeth.
In the misty misty rain, the lone boat with a touch of Zen is swaying among the dark green mountains and beautiful waters. There is endless tranquility and leisure in the brows. 8. Autumn is a beautiful season. Although autumn is not as lively as spring when flowers are in full bloom, it has golden and attractive fruits. Autumn is beautiful in its simplicity and maturity.
Autumn not only brings fruits, but also brings people’s joy! Autumn also brings some joy to the fields. 9. The wilderness in autumn is naked.
There is no bustling spring, so eye-catching, so colorful; nor is there the enthusiasm of summer, so focused on shaping, so moody and changeable.
Autumn is autumn. Autumn leaves everything to nature sincerely. It faces being chilled, facing maturity, and facing the return of leaves to their roots.
If you find two clusters of red clouds in the autumn wilderness, don't be surprised. They are not the soul of spring flowers, but red maples, the chilling beauty of autumn. But be careful, your hands and your heart may turn autumn into jade at any time.
No wonder there are few clouds moving in the sky, because when the clouds raise their heads, they melt into the light blue of autumn. 10. Autumn is fiery red. The maple leaves are red, the persimmons are red, the apples are red, and the red faces are like fiery red lanterns.
Looking at the fields in autumn, I thought that autumn is not a withering season, but full of vitality. Autumn is beautiful.
I like the fields in autumn. 11. When autumn comes, the leaves are falling one after another, the air is crisp, and the fruits are abundant. It’s so charming! Looking at the fields in spring, summer, autumn and winter, the most beautiful and attractive ones are the fields in autumn.
12. On an autumn night, the sky is high and the dew is thick, and a crescent moon hangs quietly on the southwest horizon. The cold moonlight shone down on the earth, it was so dim, but the stars in the Milky Way became more and more brilliant.
In the dense and boundless fields of sorghum, corn, and millet, the chirping of autumn insects echoed one after another. Grasshoppers also occasionally added a few accompaniments, and the ground blowers were like blowing the cold air intermittently. eggplant. Willow trees hang down their branches quietly on the roadside, casting shadows over the winding path covered with wild grass.
13. On the hillside, an ear of sorghum stands proudly. When the autumn wind blows, they are like torches of victory, swaying happily.
14. In the small vegetable garden, the vegetables are ripe. You see, girl Cilantro is combing her hair, Pumpkin is falling asleep, and chrysanthemums are emitting fragrance.
15. Looking up at the sky, I saw a group of wild geese flying from the north and then flying far away to the south. They lined up neatly and flew in the air in changing formations. Sometimes they were arranged in a single character, sometimes in a human character, sometimes in a big character... 16. A section of road was covered with trees on both sides.
Wearing cotton-padded clothes in summer and short shirts in winter, the tree crown is already much thinner. A gust of wind blew, and the leaves floated down one after another, red, yellow, and flower...like fairies scattering flowers, and like thousands of colorful butterflies dancing in the air.
17. There are red "faces" hidden in the golden leaves; the fallen leaves on the ground are like a golden path; the wild flowers on the roadside are purple, orange, red, pink, The yellow ones...are like inlaying colorful gems on the path... Good paragraph: The golden autumn weather gradually turned cooler, and the withered yellow leaves, like beautiful yellow butterflies, left the warm embrace of the big tree mother one after another, gently falling from the tree and flying to the grass. , river, crops.
These fallen leaves seem to be messengers, telling everyone that "autumn is coming, autumn is coming." The grasses also took off their green clothes and put on golden autumn clothes.
Miss Autumn comes back to the world again surrounded by the joy of fallen leaves. In this yellow scene everywhere, various small flowers seem to be asleep, with their heads lowered and their two "hands" that have long lost their luster, silently and silently waiting for the distant spring. arrived.