A word or poem about autumn scenes, what are the poems of autumn scenes

Xiao Xiao Wuye sent the cold sound of the autumn wind on the river.

Knowing that there are children who pick and promote weaving, a light falls on the fence in the middle of the night.

Notes: Xiao Xiao: The Wind. Syca: Sycamore tree.

Guest: Traveler's homesickness.

Pick: Catch. Promote weaving: commonly known as crickets, and some areas are called crickets.

Fence: Fence.

Fan Zhongyan is proud of the fisherman.

The scenery is different in autumn, and the geese in Hengyang go without paying attention, and the sound of the corners rises on all sides. In the thousands of mountains, the long smoke and sunset are closed in a lonely city.

A glass of turbid wine is thousands of miles away, Yan Ran has no plan, and Qiang Guan is full of frost. People are sleepless, and the general's white hair is in tears.

Du Fu ascended.

The wind is urgent, the sky is high, the ape is howling, and the white bird flies back.

Boundless falling trees and Xiao Xiao, endless Yangtze River rolling.

He is often a guest in the sad autumn, and he has been on stage alone for more than a hundred years.

Hardship, bitterness, hatred, frost and sideburns, pouring down a new turbid wine glass.

Liu Yuxi's "Autumn Words".

Since ancient times, autumn has been sad and lonely, and I say that autumn is better than spring tide.

As soon as the cranes line the clouds in the clear sky, it will lead poetry to the blue sky.

Eight Voices Ganzhou Liu Yong.

To the twilight rain sprinkled on the river, a wash of autumn. The gradual frost and wind are tight, the Guan River is cold, and the afterglow is the building. It is a place where the red decay and green are reduced, and the things are resting. Only the water of the Yangtze River flows eastward without a word.

I can't bear to climb high and far, look at my hometown, and it's hard to return. Sigh the traces of the years, what is the bitter drowning? I want to look at the beauty makeup building, miss a few times, and return to the sky. Fight to know me, lean on the trunk, and be idle.

Preface to the Pavilion of King Teng (excerpt).

Wang Bo. Luoxia and lonely birds fly together, and the autumn water is the same color as the sky.

The fishing boat sings at night, ringing on the shore of the poor Peng Li; The geese were frightened, and the sound broke the pool of Hengyang.

The sky is high and the earth is high, and the universe is infinite; Happiness and sorrow come, and there are many things to know the void.

When you are old and strong, you would rather move the heart of the white head? Poor and strong, do not fall into the ambition of the clouds.

It is difficult to cross the mountain, who is sad and lost? When they meet in Pingshui, they are all guests from other places.

Tianjing sand. Autumn.

The lonely village is in the sunset, the light smoke is old and the jackdaws are under the shadow of a little Feihong.

Green mountains and green waters, white grass, red leaves and yellow flowers.

Tianjingsha QiusiYuan Ma Zhiyuan.

Withered vines and old trees, faint crows, small bridges and flowing water, ancient talk of stupid roads, west wind and thin horses.

As the sun sets, Hanyu accompanies the broken intestines to destroy the end of the world.

1. Autumn scene. Tang Dynasty] Sikong Tu.

The scenery is difficult to stay, and the spring is sad and resentful.

The red leaves of the spinning book fall, and the blue clouds are harvested.

2. Autumn scene. Song Dynasty] Lü Huizhi.

The sound of business has already arrived at the trembling bridge and sycamore, and the night air is cool and clear.

Leaning on the small window and waiting for the bright moon, the purple flute blows through the wood rhino wind.

3. Autumn Scene.

Song Dynasty] Li Yong.

The autumn moon shines brightly, and the hibiscus blooms.

Roll up the crystal curtain, the bright moon and the breeze will.

4. Autumn scene.

Song Dynasty] Zhang Gui.

The mountain village is sparsely populated and sparsely populated, leaning on the maple root and sitting on the fishing rock.

The flowing water brings flowers through the alleys, and the distant wind blows and rains into the rocks.

The sound of autumn secretly urges the sound of the river to be urgent, and the yellow bird flies when the white bird flies.

Yinshe guests returned to Qindu in the evening, and Zhu Yanxi forgot the machine together.

5. Autumn scenery of Wuling.

Ming Dynasty] Huang.

The hibiscus on the lake is close to the boat, and the tears flow to the flowers.

Wuzhou guests hurt themselves for a long night, and they don't complain about early autumn for the west wind. Missing holes are demolished.

6. Autumn scene. Qing Dynasty] Zhang Zuji.

The autumn forest surrounds the autumn pool, borrowing him to entertain the old man in time.

The temperament is divorced from the people, and ordinary things are strange.

The maple tree is painted in color, and the lotus blossom opens and closes in silent poetry.

A penny does not cost a look, and God blesses the eyes that dare to resign.

7. Autumn scene. Qing Dynasty] Zhang Zuji.

The autumn colors have been very, and the frost and rain are smoky and the sunset.

Purple mud, yellow flowers, red leaves, blue sky and white geese.

Looking at the jujube around to refresh the air, the heart is a cloud of leisure.

Convey the gods with poetry, calligraphy and painting, who is the Tang family Zheng Guangwen.

8. Late autumn scene.

Qing Dynasty] Niu Tao.

The withered grass sticks to the sky, and the cold clouds shine yellow.

Yan Hong can't fly, how long can he go.

The wood falls in the autumn evening, and the city is deserted and the moon is cool.

Yazhai is very bleak, and there are groans outside the window.

Autumn Evening in the Mountain House" Wang Wei Tang.

After the new rain in the empty mountains, the weather is late in autumn.

The bright moon shines among the pines, and the clear spring stone is upstream.

The bamboo noise returns to the Huannu, and the lotus moves the fishing boat.

Feel free to rest in spring, and the kings and grandchildren can stay.

The scenery is difficult to stay, and the spring is sad and resentful.

The red leaves of the spinning book fall, and the blue clouds are harvested.

A: Let's take a look at these classic autumn poems

Mountain Walk - Tang] Du Mu.

Far up the cold mountain stone path slope, Baiyunsheng has a home.

Parking sits in love with the maple forest in the evening, and the frost leaves are red in February flowers.

Drunken Flower Yin" mist and thick clouds are sad for eternal day, and Rui Brain eliminates gold beasts. The festive season is chongyang, the jade pillow yarn kitchen, the middle of the night is cool and the beginning is penetrating.

After dusk, there is a dark fragrance to cover the sleeves. Mo Dao is not ecstatic, the curtain is swept by the west wind, and people are thinner than yellow flowers.

What I Saw in the Night Book - Song] Ye Shaoweng.

Xiao Xiao Wuye sent the cold sound of the autumn wind on the river. Troublemakers.

Knowing that there are children who pick and promote weaving, a light falls on the fence in the middle of the night.

A cut of plum "red lotus fragrance remnants of jade in autumn, lightly dissolve Luo Shang, and go on the Lanzhou alone. Who in the clouds sent the brocade book? When the word goose returns, the moon is full in the west building.

Flowers float and water flow freely, a kind of acacia, two places of sorrow. There is no way to eliminate this situation, so I frowned, but I was in my heart.

"Mountain Walk" is far up the cold mountain stone path slope, and there are people in the depths of the white clouds.

Parking sits in love with the maple forest in the evening, and the frost leaves are red in February flowers.

The full poem means:

Along the winding path up the hill, there are still a few families in the place where the white clouds are born.

I stopped the carriage because I loved the evening view of the maple forest in late autumn, the maple leaves were dyed with autumn frost, and the spring flowers were more beautiful than February.

Appreciation: This poem depicts the colors of autumn, showing a moving picture of the autumn colors of mountains and forests. In the poem, mountain roads, people's houses, white clouds, and autumn leaves are written, forming a harmonious and unified picture.

These scenes are not juxtaposed in equal status, but are organically linked, with master and slave, some in the center of the picture, and some in a foil position. The first three sentences are used to describe the background, create the atmosphere, and play a role in foreshadowing and setting off the fourth sentence.

The first sentence "Far up the cold mountain stone path slope", from the bottom to the top, write a stone path winding towards the mountains full of autumn. The word "cold" points to the late autumn season; The word "far" writes the length of the mountain road; The word "oblique" corresponds to the word "far" at the beginning of the sentence, and the high and gentle mountain is written. Since the slope is not large, you can take a car tour of the mountain.

The second sentence, "There are people in the depths of the white clouds", describes the distant scenery that the poet saw when he traveled in the mountains. The word "deep" vividly expresses the dynamics of the white clouds rising, swirling and floating, and also shows that the mountain is very high. The three words "someone's house" will remind people of the smoke curling and the roosters and dogs barking, so that they can feel that the deep mountains are full of life, and there is no horror of dead silence.

The word "someone's house" also corresponds to the "stone path" in the previous sentence, because this "stone path" is the passage of the mountain residents.

The poet is merely describing these scenes objectively. Although the word "cold" is used, it is only to tease the words "late" and "frost" in the following, and does not express the poet's emotional tendencies. After all, it is only preparing for the description that follows - outlining the environment in which the maple grove is located.

Parking and sitting in love with the maple forest evening" is different, the tendency is already very distinct, very strong. The mountain road, the white clouds, and the people did not move the poet, but the evening scene of the maple forest made his surprise difficult to suppress. In order to stop and enjoy the scenery of the mountains and forests, I didn't even bother to drive.

The fourth sentence is the center of the whole poem, which is written by the poet with strong ink and color, and condensed pen power. Not only the first two sentences of the sparse scenery have become the foil of this gorgeous autumn color, even the sentence "stop and sit in love with the maple forest evening", which seems to be a lyrical narrative, actually plays a role in writing the scenery: the poet who stops and looks and revels, also becomes a part of the scenery, with this scene, it is more charming to show the autumn color.

After a rewrite, it stopped abruptly, and it looked melodious and endless.

It's a hymn to autumn colors. The poet did not sigh sadly when autumn came, as the ordinary literati of ancient times did. He sings the beauty of nature's autumn colors, embodies the bold and upward spirit, and has a handsome and handsome air that blows all the pen ends, showing the poet's talent and insight.

1. The bright moon rises out of the Tianshan Mountains, and the vast sea of clouds. (Li Bai: "Guan Shanyue").

Translation: A bright moon rises from the Qilian Mountains and travels through the vast sea of clouds.

2. The birds fly high, and the lonely clouds go alone. (Li Bai: (Sitting alone on Jingting Mountain).

Translation: The flock of birds flies high without a trace, and the lonely clouds go alone and leisurely.

3. Only in this mountain, the clouds are deep and I don't know where. (Jia Island: "The Hermit Is Not Encountered").

Translation: He also pointed to the high mountain and said, "It's in this mountain, but the forest is deep and cloudy, and I don't know where he is."

4. The wild trails are all black, and the river boats are bright. (Du Fu: "Spring Night Rain").

Translation: Nourish the earth. Thick clouds shrouded the fields and paths, and only a little fishing fire on the riverside fishing boat radiated a ray of light, which was extraordinarily bright.