Thousands of miles of turmoil are all in one boat. ——Li Shangyin's "Untitled"

Frost leaves are as red as flowers in February

You see a boat floating in and out of the storm.

The departure of the leaves is due to the pursuit of the wind or the unwillingness of the tree to stay.

The book "Huainanzi" says: "With the small Ming Dynasty, you can know the world is about to fall when you see one leaf." Some poems also say: "One leaf falls and you know the world is autumn."

Stop and sit in the maple forest at night, the frost leaves are as red as the February flowers

The lotus leaves that touch the sky are infinitely green, and the lotus flowers that reflect the sun are uniquely red

I don’t know who cut out the green leaves , the spring breeze in February is like scissors

Gourd leaves

The Book of Songs of the Pre-Qin Dynasty

Flowers and streamers, gourd leaves are harvested. 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.

Falling Leaves

Kong Shaoan of the Sui Dynasty

The fallen leaves are startling in early autumn, and they drift like the hearts of guests.

Fan Fei refused to come down, but he still said he cherished his old forest.

He Du Lu Shi Titled Red Leaves

Tang 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.

Looking at the basket, there were only two people in front of the wind.

Drunken by the Red Leaves

Tang Bai Juyi

The wind blows the autumn trees, and the wine lasts for many years.

It looks like frosty leaves, although they are red, they are not spring.

On a moonlit night, cold dew can be seen on the leaves of the sycamore tree.

Tang Daicha

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.

Inscribed on Tong Ye

Tang Du Mu

Last year the tung trees fell on the old stream, and the leaves were inscribed on Yan Shi.

Jiang Lou sent it back to Yan today, which was the time when he wrote the leaves last year.

It is a pity that the leaves have fallen and the swallows have returned, and the mysterious hair has gone to the east and has no time limit.

The laughter at the banquet and singing table turns melancholy, and the bright moon and clear breeze see parting.

Zhuang Sou and Peng Shang were in the same dream, and Tao Qian’s life experiences were left behind.

One pill and five colors become empty words, and there is no doubt about the broken stone and loose fuel.

If you are extravagant and effortless, your writing is like a piece of brocade. Why should you be as sharp as a cone if you advance?

The God of Money makes you know that you are invincible, and the Sage of Wine is as common as me.

The autumn light is reflected in the Toad Pavilion mirror by the river, and the green hills in front of the threshold are covered with mausoleum eyebrows.

The fragrance of the bottle spreads lightly over several branches of chrysanthemums, and the shadow of the eaves slants into half of the chess game.

Don't criticize officials for being clumsy in their discussions, just pray to gods for their foolishness.

The level of smoke in Sanwu creates thoughts, and I would rather go to the place where idle human beings are.

Falling leaves send Chen Yu

Han Yu of the Tang Dynasty

Falling leaves do not change, and broken canes never come back. 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.

Those who heard the poplar leaves blowing

Tang Lang Shiyuan

The wonderful poplar leaves stirred the mournful riddles, and the horses faced the wind and resented the credit.

If it is a cold moonlit night in Yanmen, all the shocking sand should be rolled up at this time.

Lotus Leaf

Li Qun Jade of the Tang Dynasty

The root is jade in the mud, and the heart is full of dew.

Plant in Juntang and bury Ren Chunpu.

Inscribed with osmanthus leaves in front of the palace

Luxun of the Tang Dynasty

The osmanthus tree grows in the South China Sea, and its fragrance spreads across the Chu Mountain.

See you in the sky today, I suspect it’s the middle of the moon.

Red Leaves

Tang Luoyin

Unfortunately, by the deserted city, it is worthy of the evening light. The clear fields are green with frost, and the mountains are red with cold rain.

Wandering on Baling Road, the beauty Changxin Palace. Living leisurely at the end of the year, there is endless meaning.

Falling Leaves

Tang Qiji

It is late in autumn when the leaves fall, 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.

Smell the Fallen Leaves

Tang Qiji

After the snow cleared on the Chu tree, the evening breeze rustled. 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.

The title of fallen leaves

Tang Sikong Shu

The frost has threatened the leaves, and now the trees are half empty. The depression of the homeland is different, but the scattered travelers are the same.

The cold water floats on the rustling shore, and night insects crowd along the steps. Sui Feng was enviable and got Luoyang Palace.

Falling Leaves

Wang Jian of the Tang Dynasty

The old green is uneven, and the first red has overlapped.

The floor of the atrium was first swept, and three or two leaves were wrapped around the tree.

Falling Leaves

Tang Wang Zhou

Su Luxuan is brittle, and the young girl is jealous and thin.

On a cold day, the wind blows, and the dry leaves fly red.

Falling Leaves

Tang Wuwu

The winding lanes are surrounded by red streams, and the depression chases the north wind. The remaining birds in the forest are gone, and the singing insects are floating on the water.

The small stones are just beginning to be buried, but the branches are still growing and falling. Bring a frosty book with you and read it leisurely among the white clouds.

Red leaves

Tang Wurong

The dew-stained frost dries lightly, and becomes bright in the setting sun.

The smoke is falling and the autumn colors are falling, and the love for thousands of miles is spread with the waves.

The shadows of birds are hidden in the moon for several nights, and the sound of crickets is heard in every family.

For a while, I didn’t have much regret, watching the breeze cut the flowers.

The leaves fall

Tang Wurong

The red shadow floats and the green shadow is faint, and I don’t know where to go after saying a word.

The colorless smoke of sorrow is still there, and the hatred has turned into crying.

If you follow the water and travel thousands of miles, don't fly alone just because of the wind.

Thousands of trees in the suburbs of Chu are impatient with the sound of autumn, and at dusk they are stirring up the guests' clothes.

Falling leaves

Tang Xiumu

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.

The water flows in several places, and the dusk sky is chaotic by the river. You should only be independent and self-reliant, and not be the same as the king.

Banana Leaf

Tang Xuyin

Green Qi’s new loom is swaying in the wind, and the shadow of the sun is falling away.

Just because the Qing Emperor is traveling in spring, he is leaning against the Zhuocui flag on the east wall.

Looking at the yellow leaves in Yuezhou

Tang 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.

Lotus leaves

Zhenggu of the Tang Dynasty

The water splashing in the boat is different and green, leaning against the sill, the wind shakes the handle and the fragrance is fragrant.

Thank you to the people of Huanxi for staying true to life in the rain.

Huatangchun

Song Zhangxian

Outer tide lotus seeds are unevenly long. Gulls fly in the green areas of Jishan Mountain. The water and the sky are rippling and the painting is late. The human figure is moving in the middle. The peach leaves sing in a low voice, and the apricot red and dark clothes are light. The small lotus barrier avoids the slanting sunlight. Get the green shade to return.

Dielianhua

Song Fan Chengda

In spring, a pole fills the water. Fragrant grass and geese fill the shore with green breeze. The painted boat turns hundreds of times in the bay. Hengtang Tower is closer to the front and farther away. It's cold in Jiang State and it's late for farming. To the north of the village and to the south of the village, it was only during the Grain Rain that all the land was plowed. Show the wheat, the hills, the mulberry leaves and the cheap. Take a look and try to harvest new cocoons.

Resent to Wang Sun

Li Qingzhao of the Song Dynasty

The wind on the lake is vast, the autumn is late, and there are few red and fragrant flowers. The scenery of the water, the mountains, and the closeness to people are so wonderful to say the least.

The lotus seeds have become old and the lotus leaves are washed with green dew and apple blossoms. The gulls and herons sleeping in the sand do not look back, and they seem to hate that people return early.

Huanxi Sha

Ouyang Xiu of Song Dynasty

The bottom of the leaves is green with apricots hanging down. The branches are thin and willowy. The evening orioles sing in the deep courtyard. It's a shame that romance turns into a bad luck, and there's no news about my return date. He holds his chin and is speechless, his green eyebrows lowered.

Qingpingle

Song Yanshu

The autumn light is getting late. The first banquet was held in the small pavilion. The leaves of the forest are still bright red. The courtyard is covered with moss after the rain. Madam Xiao persuaded me to go to Jinxi. Yinqin sings new lyrics. Dusk goes and morning comes and we grow old, what is life if we don’t drink.