Colorful leaves covered the stone steps, like a good time.

Every rhyme of the fallen leaves is full of acacia.

Red leaves and yellow flowers are in late autumn, and thousands of miles miss travelers.

Time flies, flowers bloom several times, and in the autumn water, who wrote the Millennium acacia on the red leaves?

"The mountains are far away and the sky is high, the fog is cold, and the acacia leaves are red." Whose thought is beautiful all autumn?

1. The mountain is far away, the sky is high, the misty water is cold, and the acacia maple leaf Dan.

This sentence comes from Li Yu's Sauvignon Blanc.

This is Li Yu's early work. At that time, he had not experienced the pain of national destruction. His poems mainly focus on court life and love between men and women. This song "Sauvignon Blanc" describes the "autumn resentment" of a homesick woman. It seems that every sentence is describing the scenery, but every sentence is resentment, which means "no words are not romantic".

You can imagine the scene at that time, when a woman climbed a tall building with a desire for her husband.

She stood in the distance and saw only overlapping peaks.

The mountains are far away and the sky is high. Her heart is as cold as a lake shrouded in fog, but her thoughts of her husband are as warm as maple leaves.

Chrysanthemums bloom and wither, and days pass by.

The geese in Saibei came back in droves, but there was no news of her husband.

Late at night, she returned to the boudoir, and the cold moonlight sprinkled on the curtains, and the breeze blew, breaking the lovesickness all over the floor.

Some fate, missed is forever; Some people, when they turn around, the world will end.

Chrysanthemums bloom, chrysanthemums stay. Acacia has been dying for many years this season.

Mountain is a journey, and water is a journey. You are a distant place that I can never reach.

2. Red leaves and yellow flowers are in late autumn, and thousands of miles miss travelers.

The People of Philip Burkart by Yan.

Yan is a famous graceful poet in the Northern Song Dynasty. His works mostly describe the lovesickness between men and women, with sincere feelings, delicate language and strong artistic appeal.

This "Philip Burkart People" integrates scenery, narration and lyricism, vividly expressing the feelings of lovesickness.

The red leaves in the mountains are as bright as fire, and Huang Ju blooms proudly. It's another late autumn, and the woman thinks of her sweetheart in the distance.

Clouds are floating in the sky, and occasionally a flock of geese fly by.

Looking at the sky, she longed for Hongyan to bring news of her husband, but as the days passed, there was no news.

She wants to write a letter to her husband, but she doesn't know where to send it.

Red rocks are in the clouds and fish are in the water. Who sends out this melancholy feeling?

The deeper the thought, the deeper the pain. She stood alone in front of the porch window, crying silently.

Knowing that the letter could not be sent, she still wanted to write down this unforgettable miss.

Her tears dripped into the inkstone, mixed with ink, and she began to write a piece of acacia.

Emotional place, tears, dripping on the red stationery, blurred the handwriting, dimmed the color. ...

Seasons flow in time, and years grow old in time.

When I turned around, my eyebrows were low, and it was already red leaves and yellow flowers.

Parting seems to be yesterday, but it has been many years in a blink of an eye.

Yue Ming West Building, waiting for Hongyan to fly over; On the shore of autumn water, waiting for you to take a step back.

3. Outside the window, the bells in Jiangcun are ringing, and the rain on the leaves beside the pillow is sparse.

From Cai Chao's Autumn Post.

Cai Chao, a poetess in the Tang Dynasty, grew up with Mao Wen, a neighbor scholar. When they were young, they often played together for a long time. Because of the great defense of men and women, the two parents refused to let them associate in order to avoid suspicion.

But two men and women have given birth to love, so they often write poems behind their parents' backs to express their feelings. This poem is a love poem written by Cai Chao on an autumn night.

Autumn night, the cold is biting. She lay on the cold cushion, listening to the sound of the hourglass. It took a long time to fall asleep.

In the dream, she returned to the wonderful time when her two children had no guess.

But the better the dream, the more sad she will be when she wakes up and faces reality.

She misses her so much that even their correspondence can't make her Zhan Yan.

Late at night, the midnight bell outside the window has been cut off, and the rain is falling in my ear.

Continuous autumn rain, dripping on the plane tree, seems to be hitting her fragile heart.

On a cold autumn night, she was heartbroken because of missing.

Who knows that the sky is not old and can't help it?

Gu Cheng once said, "No matter whether you are by my side or on the horizon, as long as you think of such a you in the corner of this world, you feel that the whole world has become gentle and stable."

Acacia is bitter, but also sweet.

Qiu Si is half bright and half dark.

The world of mortals is mottled with years, and acacia is old.

As beautiful as flowers and jade, like water, it fades in late autumn.

Time is very short, and my vision is far away. I hope to have years to look back and grow old.

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