Love poems about the autumn season Seek to create yourself

Inscription: The stone slab paintings that have passed through the millennium, depicting the eternal heaven, gently fit the wounds all over the body, and I have never despaired.

The sky is firm, the wild is busy, the wind blows the grass, Ding Tong is busy, milking goats, selling pig candy, humming a small tune, singing, the sound of the Tianshan Mountains, the scenery of the sprouts, and the wind blows away, the valley is long, there is no dispute in the world, happiness and health, the clouds float across the sky, and the birds are gone.

This beautiful fate is illusory or true, I am reluctant to part with the touching warmth, I am willing to sacrifice, I only wish that the moment is eternal, how many scenery can you see through your heart, how many miles can you cross to find innocence, the steps forward, step more light.

The autumn wind has risen, the sun has cooled, and the photos in my hands have turned yellow.

It's raining, the leaves are starting to fall, and my heart really misses you.

You are silent on the other end, and I am choked on the other end.

Time stopped, feelings were disconnected, and my heart was really hurt.

Jacky Cheung's "I'm really hurt").

The autumn wind pulls the carriage and knocks off the autumn leaves, and the leaves use the last dance gesture to tell your lover that we have been to ......

The poet Kangqiao's poem "Autumn, the Cradle of Love".

Autumn, the cradle of love.

Cambridge. The leaves are falling and the rain is falling.

I'm listening to the rain and listening to the whispers of autumn.

Blessings from afar.

It's a flower that blooms in the fall.

Autumn, the cradle of love.

Fallen leaves have the wings of dreams.

Life is both in spring and winter.

As long as there is love in the heart.

The sun is in the heart.

A maple leaf, floating on the dirt, sighing.

Unable to fly anymore.

A tear crossed the corner of his eye.

Sadness can never be forgotten.

If there is love in the sky, the sky will be old.

The autumn breeze is swaying.

The falling flowers seem to be affectionate, and the flowing water seems to be unintentional.

Butterflies linger in the treetops.

I can't sing. The heartbroken man walks on the cape, and his soul is ......

Put your love heart here.

You didn't put it away.

Put warm hands here.

You didn't pull it.

My heart endured a few disgraces.

My hands were frosty.

In fact, a person is not doing well.

Actually, I know.

The only thing I miss is you ...

I got it! Autumn is a blue sky with yellow leaves.

Autumn is the mountains are red all over, and the forests are dyed.

Autumn is a time when the rice waves are rolling and the fruits are abundant.

Autumn is the moon cake of the Mid-Autumn Festival and the cake of Chongyang.

Autumn is colorful and vibrant.

Autumn is gentle, she is like a mother, giving birth to every seed;

Autumn is amorous because she has so many births.

Seeds sown in the spring will be harvested in the fall!

Autumn is colorful, the yellow leaves, green trees and red flowers all show you its beauty and moving!

Autumn is sprinkled, and she gives us a good season of autumn high and cool;

Autumn is fruitful, and she gives us a golden harvest season;

Autumn is refreshing and charming, and she is always full of elegant poetic ......Autumn is a poem, autumn is a painting, autumn is a song, autumn is a beautiful dream.

I caught a fall.

I caught a fall.

Autumn is a blue sky with yellow leaves.

Autumn is all over the red, and the forests are dyed.

Autumn is a time when the rice waves are rolling and the fruits are abundant.

Autumn is the moon cake of the Mid-Autumn Festival, Chongyang cake.

Autumn is colorful and vibrant.

Autumn is gentle.

Fallen leaves.

Autumn is almost gone.

Fallen leaves are winter stickers.

As soon as the leaves fall, the sunlight fades.

Fallen leaves are sun-soaked tea leaves.

As soon as the leaves fall, the snowflakes are coming.

Fallen leaves are the cousins of snowflakes.

It's time to go.

The distinction of the distinction.

The tranquility of tranquility.

The writing of the writing.

The future that should come.

The greeting that should be welcomed.

Autumn is beautiful, autumn is handsome, autumn beauties are the cutest,

Autumn poems (2 poems).

Fallen leaves.

Autumn is almost gone.

Fallen leaves are winter stickers.

As soon as the leaves fall, the sunlight fades.

Fallen leaves are sun-soaked tea leaves.

As soon as the leaves fall, the snowflakes are coming.

Fallen leaves are the cousins of snowflakes.

It's time to go.

The distinction of the distinction.

The tranquility of tranquility.

The writing of the writing.

The future that should come.

The greeting that should be welcomed.

Autumn Since autumn came.

The sky is high. The clouds faded.

The gas is refreshing. The fruit is only sweet.

The leaves are fragrant.

The cattle and sheep have all fattened up.

The fields are all painted.

The countryside is full of beautiful scenery.

This is the world of autumn.

On the cotton petals of the white flowers.

Autumn is white.

On heavy ears of grain.

Autumn is golden.

On a pouting grape.

Autumn is purple.

On a jujube tree full of small lanterns.

Autumn is red.

In a vegetable patch.

Autumn is green.

In the bubbling stream.

Autumn is blue.

Oh, since autumn came.

October flew on the wings of song.

The flowers bloomed with the shadow of the newlywed.

The smile danced to the notes of joy.

The red flag rose with the red glow scenery.

The scorching sun is in the sky in autumn and summer.

One day a west wind blew.

The weather is cooler.

Autumn has arrived. Sniff can smell a burst from time to time.

The fragrance of the fruit.

Autumn is scented.

Behold, the trees are full of fruit.

Apples, pears, peaches, ......

The red ones are like fire, the pink ones are like the glow, and the white ones are like snow.

Autumn is colorful.

Listen to the wind blowing gently through the wheat fields.

The wheat waves made a rustling sound.

It's like a sea of gold.

Autumn is a ** meeting.

Autumn is the season of harvest.

It is also the season of joy.

Autumn. The leaves fell.

Autumn is coming. The sky is higher.

The clouds are lighter. The gas is more refreshing.

The fruit is only sweet.

The leaves are only fragrant.

Cattle and sheep are fatter.

The fields are more beautiful.

The leaves fell. Autumn is coming.

Falling leaves are an invitation to autumn.

The leaves fell. Grandpa Sunshine rested.

Fallen leaves are the cousins of the sun.

The hot summer is gone.

Crisp autumn is coming.

Winter is coming.

A better tomorrow awaits us.

The deceased is like smoke and dust, and Shaohua always passes the years.

The cold rain is broken in the sky, and the wind blows away at night, don't remember the past.

Three thousand weak water needs to be taken, and Biluo Yellow Spring is difficult to find.

Drift to the shadow of the moon.

There was once a mist, thousands of faint floating clouds, but there was only a heart.

All of them are always tired, and they want to be blessed by God.

How many degrees of autumn does a frost fall? I don't see mercy! The road is vast. (I'm too lazy to give you the title).

Autumn He Qifang shook the dew that was covered in the morning, and the sound of logging drifted out of the valley.

Put down the sickle that has eaten the aroma of rice, and use the back basket to hold the fat melons and fruits between the bamboo fences.

In autumn, it is perched in a farmhouse.

Cast a round net into the cold mist of the river, and collect the shadow of the blue bream-like black tree leaves.

The reeds were laden with hoarfrost, and the small oars that returned to the moored were gently rocked.

Autumn game on a fishing boat.

The grass and fields are even more open to the sound of crickets.

The water of the stream has dried up, and the stones have become clearer.

Where is the sound of the flute on the back of the ox, the flute hole full of the incense and heat of the summer night?

Autumn dreams in the eyes of the shepherdess.

Seasonal arias.

Winter goes to spring, and the wilderness is filled with tender green.

The spring rain.

The grass was moistened.

Spring is hope The footsteps of spring will awaken summer.

In an instant, the flowers are gorgeous.

Summer is hot.

A gentle breeze.

Blow the blazing midsummer away.

The fruit of that tree.

In the long fall.

A season that is both abundant and intimidating.

Autumn rain after rain.

Takes away the warm current of nature.

Cool autumn dew hit the face.

The mind will suddenly think.

That season when the snowflakes fell.

In autumn, the harvest season, the leaves fall, but the fruit is ripe.

In autumn, the golden season, the grass turns golden, and the flowers turn golden.

Autumn, the season of teachers, respecting teachers and teaching, is the theme of autumn.

Autumn is a happy season!

Looking at Dongting Tang Liu Yuxi.

The lake and autumn and the moon know each other, and the surface of the lake has no wind mirrors and has not been polished.

Looking at the mountains and rivers of Dongting from afar, there is a green snail on the plate.

Maple Bridge Night Parking. Zhang Jiyue fell and the sky was full of frost, and Jiang Feng was sleeping.

Hanshan Temple outside the city of Gusu, the bell rings in the middle of the night to the passenger ship.

Su Musha [Song] Fan Zhongyan.

The blue clouds, the yellow leaves, the autumn colors are waves, and the waves are cold and smoky.

The mountains reflect the slanting sun and the sky receives water, and the grass is ruthless, and it is outside the slanting sun.

The soul of the dark country, chasing travel thoughts, night and night, good dreams leave people to sleep.

Mingyue Lou is high and recess alone, and the wine enters the bowels of sorrow, turning into lovesick tears.

2, "Fisherman's Pride" [Song] Fan Zhongyan.

The scenery is different in autumn, and the geese in Hengyang go without paying attention.

Voices rang out 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, and Yan Ran has no plan.

Qiang tube is full of frost.

People are sleepless, and the general's white hair is in tears.

3, "Autumn Waves" [Song] Lu You.

On the evening of July 16, climb the Happy Pavilion and look at the South Mountain of Chang'an.

Autumn to the corner of the border city mourns, the beacon fire shines on the high platform. Tragic song building, with high wine, this is leisurely!

Amorous who is like the moon in the south mountain, especially the twilight clouds. Baqiao smoke willow, Qujiang Pond Pavilion, should be waiting for people to come.

The autumn wind is bleak and the waves are surging. (Cao Cao: "Watching the Sea") 2 Untie the three autumn leaves, and you can bloom February flowers.

Li Qiao: "Wind") 3 Plant a grain of millet in spring and harvest 10,000 seeds in autumn. (Li Shen:

Compassion for Nong") 4 I am often afraid of the autumn festival, and the leaves of the yellow flowers are declining. ("Han Yue Fu? Long Song Xing) 5 The window contains a thousand autumn snow in Xiling, and the door is berthed in the Dongwu Wanli ship.

Du Fu: "Quatrains").

Since autumn came.

The sky is high. The clouds faded.

The gas is refreshing. The fruit is only sweet.

The leaves are fragrant.

The cattle and sheep have all fattened up.

The fields are all painted.

The countryside is full of beautiful scenery.

This is the world of autumn.

On the cotton petals of the white flowers.

Autumn is white.

On heavy ears of grain.

Autumn is golden.

On a pouting grape.

Autumn is purple.

On a jujube tree full of small lanterns.

Autumn is red.

In a vegetable patch.

Autumn is green.

In the bubbling stream.

Autumn is blue.

Oh, since autumn came.

October flew on the wings of song.

The flowers bloomed with the shadow of the newlywed.

The smile danced to the notes of joy.

The red flag rose with the red glow scenery.

1, "Autumn Nocturne".

Tang Dynasty: Wang Wei.

Guilu was born in the autumn dew, and Qingluo was thin and did not change clothes.

Yinzheng has been diligent for a long time, and he can't bear to return to the empty room.

Translation: When the moon first rises, the autumn dew is already scarce, and he is dressed in a thin robe, and he has not changed into other clothes. The long night was full of affection, and I was afraid of being alone in the empty room, and I couldn't bear to go into the house to sleep.

2, "Autumn Evening".

Tang Dynasty: Du Mu.

The silver candle autumn light cold painting screen, light Luo small fan fluttering fireflies.

The night of the heavenly steps is as cool as water, lying down to watch the morning glory Vega.

Translation: In the autumn night, the candlelight reflects the picture screen, and the hand holds a small Luo fan to fight fireflies. The stone steps in the night are as cool as cold water, and you can sit in the dormitory and gaze at the Cowherd and Vega.

3, "September 9th Memories of Shandong Brothers".

Tang Dynasty: Wang Wei.

Alone in a foreign land as a stranger, every festival is full of relatives.

The remote knowledge brothers ascended to the heights, and there was one less person in the dogwood.

Translation: I can't reunite with my family when I'm away from home alone, and I miss my relatives far away every Chung Yeung Festival. Thinking from afar that my brothers are wearing dogwoods to climb to a high place, I will also regret because I am alone.

4, "Mountain Walk".

Tang Dynasty: Du Mu.

Far up the cold mountain stone path slope, deep in the white clouds there are people.

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

Translation: Along the winding path uphill, in the depths of the white clouds, there are still people. I stopped the car because I loved the evening view of the maple forest in late autumn. The maple leaves have been dyed with autumn frost, and they are more beautiful than spring flowers in February.

5, "Autumn Nocturne".

Tang Dynasty: Zhang Zhongsu.

Ding Ding leaks how long the night is, and the light clouds dew the moonlight.

The autumn forced the dark insects to sound at night, and the clothes were not sent to Mo Feishuang.

Translation: The timekeeper's colander sounded the dripping sound of "tintin" in the long night, the light clouds on the canopy moved slowly, and the moon was sometimes obscured, sometimes exposed. The autumn insects in the shadows had been chirping all night, and suddenly remembered that they had not prepared winter clothes for their husbands who had not yet been sent to the battle, and that the frost should not fall at this time.

The little lotus showed its sharp corners, and a dragonfly had already stood on its head.