1, Jiangling is worried about sending her son to a safe place.
Don, Yu.
There are thousands of maple leaves, and the river bridge is covered with dusk sails.
Remember that your heart is like the Xihe River, which flows eastward day and night.
2. Night berth near Fengqiao.
Don, people.
Crows fell on the moon, crowed coldly, slept on maple trees, and slept in fishing lanes by the river.
In the lonely Hanshan Temple outside Suzhou, the bell that rang in the middle of the night reached the passenger ship.
3. hiking.
Don, Du Mu.
As far away as Hanshan, the stone path is oblique, and people are in Bai Yunsheng.
Stop and sit in the maple forest late, and the frost leaves are red in February flowers.
4. Listen to the flowing tones.
Tang, Wang Changling.
Alone in the boat, on the moon in Fenglin, Zheng and the guest center are divided.
The ridge color is heavy and heavy, and the string is broken and the tears are deep.
5, youth travel Lin Feng red through the evening smoke green.
Song Dynasty, Jie Jiang.
The maple forest is red and green, and the guests are full of gulls. In the past twenty years, homeless people have planted bamboo, and bamboo is still named after it.
The spring breeze hasn't arrived yet, and the autumn wind has come. I only wrote my life as a song.
6, partridge day, maple leaves fall into the river, water falls into autumn.
Song Dynasty, Su Dong.
Maple falls into the river, water falls into the wild, and autumn falls. The faint smoke and rotten grass are connected with the hills in the suburbs.
Drunk sleep in Xiaowu Huangmaodian, dreaming of leaning on Hongye Building in Gaocheng.
It's a long day and a long road. Fan Song, Tang Zheng, waits for leisure.
Baqiao Liu hates every year, and Pu Yuan Furong Ye is sad.
2. Enjoy the red leaves in the rain. Stop to sit and love the wind chimes late, and the frost leaves are red in February.
Notes on Bai Juyi's He Du Lu
Red leaves are cold in October, and frost leaves are new for a while. It seems that the fire can't burn out, and bloom won't wait for spring. Even rows of crimson accounts, throwing red scarves around. There are only two people before the wind.
Bai Juyi's Autumn Rain Send Yuan Jiu
Red leaves and moss are unbearable, cool and rainy. I don't blame Qiu Si for suffering alone. He is nearly twenty years older than Jun Jiao.
Bai Juyi rewarded Huangfu Langzhong's "New Chrysanthemum"
A person who loves chrysanthemums sings a rhyme, and a patient who is sad for autumn is depressed. Yellow flowers add joy to wine, and red leaves add sorrow. The profanity of the laity has been broken. Who will arrange the Xianlang Cup? Shameless, I still remember Dongli, and I plan to abolish the double ninth festival for one day.
Bai Juyi's Lonely Autumn Night
Infinite youth is not my companion, who is poor and who is clear? There are few centers for pleasure and imprisonment, and relatives and friends around them are dying. After the red leaves floated with the wind, the man with white beard stood in the moonlight. There is a depression ahead, and the old chrysanthemums are dying in three or two clusters.
Cui Tu's "Continued Ji Hanwu"
It is better to dream of heaven than to know that three birds hide money. For the arrival of the white-headed alchemist, the red leaves of Maoling have withered.
3. Poems about Maple Leaves:
1, "Sauvignon Blanc A Heavy Mountain" Five Dynasties: Li Yu
One mountain, two mountains. The mountains are far away, the sky is high and the fog is cold.
Chrysanthemums bloom, chrysanthemums remain. The goose that flies high has not returned, and there is no curtain.
Interpretation of vernacular Chinese: heavy and overlapping mountains. The mountains are so far away, the sky is so high, the smoke and water are so cold, but my thoughts are like maple leaves and flames. Chrysanthemum bloom flowers fall, and the days go by day. The wild geese in Saibei are flying south in the sky, but the people they miss have not come back yet. The long bright moon shines on the curtains and floats in the wind.
2, "Jiangling Sorrow Hope to Send Zi 'an/Jiangling Sorrow Hope to Send" in the Tang Dynasty
There are thousands of maple leaves, and the river bridge is covered with dusk sails.
Remember that your heart is like the Xihe River, which flows eastward day and night.
Interpretation of vernacular Chinese: In a sad late autumn, maple leaves float on the river. At this time, a west wind blew, and the trees all over the mountain rustled. I'm sorry to hear that, little girl. At first glance, the river bridge is hidden in the maple forest. It's already dusk, and I haven't seen my lover return by boat. I am eager to see my lover come back, little girl. Miss your lover as the water of Xijiang River, and miss him as the length of running water.
Maple leaf is a maple leaf, which is generally palmately divided, about 13cm long, slightly wider than the palm of an adult. Lobes have several prominent teeth, the base is heart-shaped, the leaves are rough, the upper part is medium green to dark green, the lower veins are hairy, and they turn yellow to orange or red in autumn. But a few areas are dark green.
The degree to which maple leaves turn red is related to time, drought, pollution, especially nitrogen deficiency. The red maple leaves are actually the result of maple trees responding to natural pressure. The red reaction actually acts as a sunscreen. It makes the maple leaf stay on the tree for a longer time and makes the tree absorb more nutrients. It is found that the pressure of nutrition, especially the lack of nitrogen, makes the maple leaves turn red earlier and more thoroughly.
4. Enjoy the red leaves in the rain. Stop and sit on the wind chime very late. Frost leaves are red in February. Bai Juyi's "Hedu Record Poetry Style" has red leaves in October and new frost leaves.
It seems that the fire can't burn out, and bloom won't wait for spring. Even rows of crimson accounts, throwing red scarves around.
There are only two people before the wind. Bai Juyi's Autumn Rain Sending Yuan Jiu is unbearable, cool and rainy.
I don't blame Qiu Si for suffering alone. He is nearly twenty years older than Jun Jiao. Bai Juyi's "Rewarding Huangfu Langzhong for Remembering the New Chrysanthemum" loves chrysanthemums and feels depressed when he is sad about autumn.
Yellow flowers add joy to wine, and red leaves add sorrow. The profanity of the laity has been broken. Who will arrange the Xianlang Cup? Shameless, I still remember Dongli, and I plan to abolish the double ninth festival for one day.
Bai Juyi's Lonely Autumn Night: Without me, who is poor in the clear night? There are few centers for pleasure and imprisonment, and relatives and friends around them are dying.
After the red leaves floated with the wind, the man with white beard stood in the moonlight. There is a depression ahead, and the old chrysanthemums are dying in three or two clusters.
Cui Tu's "Continued Ji Hanwu" clearly shows that three birds are better than a dream. For the arrival of the white-headed alchemist, the red leaves of Maoling have withered.
5. What are the poems about maple leaves?
Man Fang Ting. Maple leaves are dripping with Dan:-In Sarutobi Kurenai, in summer, autumn leaves are flowing with Dan. I want to drift away, but my dream is broken. Simple and noble, who knows, without hatred, dead leaves are lonely. Clouds cover tears, winds promote haggard, and water cries. Worried. Fall in love with this world as soon as possible, look around sadly and be alone. You can't sue anyone if you want, so you cry and sing poetry. The waning moon is silent and cold, the eyebrows are difficult to show, and it is as sad as a disease. Turn the roots, swing without leaking, and be silent until winter.
Autumn rain, alcohol and tobacco,
Endure to listen to the complaints of the sunset.
Thinking about yourself, worrying about classics, being alone,
Wishful thinking.
Candles dim dreams.
Who cares about the situation and increases the pain,
Depression,
Cold peak tears a thousand lines.
The soul swings half a silk, drifting with the heart.
Worried,
In first frost, the solitary geese are even more boundless.
That night, I saw off guests on Xunyang River, and maple leaves and rushes rustled in autumn-Bai Juyi's pipa trip.
Stop and sit in the maple forest until late at night, and the frost leaves turn red in February-Mutu's mountain road.
Hanging sails in the Ming dynasty, maple leaves falling behind me-nostalgia of Li Bai's "Sleeping under Niuzhu Mountain".
Thousands of maple leaves, lush foliage, shadowy river bridges, and late sails —— More than Jiangling's Sorrow for Peace.
I painted the Qinghe River, and I love the sadness of the maple leaves in the evening pavilion-I love the autumn fragrance in Tang Yin.
Travel in the mountains
Don: Du Mu
The stone road winds to the cliff in the distance.
There are people in the depths of white clouds.
I stopped the carriage and was fascinated by Fenglin.
The frosty autumn leaves are redder than the flowers in February.
Five songs about feeling maple trees
Author: Li Henian Author: Tang
The autumn waters in Shi Gen are bright, and the grass is thin on the rocky shore.
Invasion of wild bamboo incense, stinging and hanging wild thick.
When Cen Zhongyue returns, the toad hangs in the air.
Gui Lu made fun of Xian E and the clouds under the starry sky.
The bleak gardenia falls, and the mountain cries.
And Zhang Zhongwei, the book case will be rotten.
Fragrant Hill
Rain hits the pine trees,
Frost dyed the maple leaves red.
The wind blows white clouds,
Wan Li sends tenderness.
As far away as Hanshan, the stone path is oblique, and people are in Bai Yunsheng.
Stop and sit in the maple forest late, and the frost leaves are red in February flowers.
-Du Mu
Jiang Shang feng cheng Xiong Yan
Jiang Feng is depressed and has no strength to compete with Song Jun.
A leaf falls on the fisherman, and the sunset brings autumn colors.
Bai Juyi stayed overnight in autumn rain.
The sun is shining, it is freezing, and the frost leaves are full of red.
Xing Shan Dumu
Stop and sit in the maple forest late, and the frost leaves are red in February flowers.
Send Zhou Zi to Lodi to meet Cen Can in Jingnan.
Orange blossoms in Shandian and new maple leaves in Jiangcheng.
On the moonlit night in Jianglou, I heard Liu Cang's flute.
Think of the bright moon, the waves are white, and the sound enters the autumn maple leaves in Yun Lan.
Yushanling Zuo Huang Fu Zeng
Autumn flowers are like snow, and maple leaves can't help frost.
Guo Man Dong Song Wenzhi
The forest is covered with maple leaves and the garden is covered with orange blossoms.
Wang Changling who sent Meng Haoran to Lingnan.
Dongting is far and near, and maple leaves are in early autumn.
Jiang Shang feng cheng Xiong Yan
Jiang Feng is depressed and has no strength to compete with Song Jun.
Looking at the oriental maple trees in the mountains, I had a trip to Chengdu.
At the west corner of the Wumen Gate, under the Red Chamber, there is a Feng Dan tree.
Land tour in early winter
The better the maple leaf, the more fragrant the plum blossom.
A land tour in late autumn
Maple leaves want to suffer first, chrysanthemums don't support it.
Wen Zhiming Shanshui Gan Long
Go to the summer pine to shade the old and order the new autumn maple leaves.
Send Masuda back to Lu Xun.
Fusang is just like the maple leaves are tender and cold as Dan.
In autumn in Jiangnan, chestnuts are as ripe as fists. Maple leaves are red, rosy, light reeds and white waves are flowing.
Fengxiang was in Hua Jing late, and Jinshan was in the shadow.
The red Ye Feng forest is full of tongues, and the yellow mud is wild and dances with chickens.
Frost-dyed crow maple is drunk in the sun, and cold rushes to Jinghe River with ice flow.
Wild geese fly high, the sun and the moon are white, and the green maple turns red in the frosty sky.
6. What are the poems about maple leaves? 1. Five Dynasties "Sauvignon Blanc and One Mountain": Li Yu.
One mountain, two mountains. The mountains are far away, the sky is high and the fog is cold.
Chrysanthemums bloom, chrysanthemums remain. The goose that flies high has not returned, and there is no curtain.
Interpretation of vernacular Chinese: heavy and overlapping mountains. The mountains are so far away, the sky is so high, the smoke and water are so cold, but my thoughts are like maple leaves and flames. Chrysanthemum bloom flowers fall, and the days go by day. The wild geese in Saibei are flying south in the sky, but the people they miss have not come back yet. The long bright moon shines on the curtains and floats in the wind.
2. In the Tang Dynasty,' Jiang Ling's Sorrow Hope to Send Zi 'an/Jiang Ling's Sorrow Hope to Send'.
There are thousands of maple leaves, and the river bridge is covered with dusk sails.
Remember that your heart is like the Xihe River, which flows eastward day and night.
Interpretation of vernacular Chinese: In a sad late autumn, maple leaves float on the river. At this time, a west wind blew, and the trees all over the mountain rustled. I'm sorry to hear that, little girl. At first glance, the river bridge is hidden in the maple forest. It's already dusk, and I haven't seen my lover return by boat. I am eager to see my lover come back, little girl. Miss your lover as the water of Xijiang River, and miss him as the length of running water.
3,' Mountain Walk' Tang Dynasty: Du Mu
In the distance, there are cold mountains, oblique stone paths and people in the depths of white clouds.
Stop and sit in the maple forest late, and the frost leaves are red in February flowers.
Interpretation of vernacular Chinese: A winding ramp winds to the top of the mountain, and there are actually several places where white clouds float. I stopped the sedan chair because I like the late autumn scenery in Fenglin. The fiery maple leaves are redder than the flowers in February in Jiangnan.
4,' Pipa/Pipa Introduction' Bai Juyi Tang Dynasty
In the evening, I bid farewell to a guest on Xunyang River. Maple leaves and mature rushes rustle in autumn. I, the host, have dismounted, my guest has boarded his boat, and we raise our cups, hoping to drink-but, alas, there is no music.
Although we drank a lot of wine, we were not happy. When we were leaving each other, the river mysteriously widened in the direction of the full moon. We heard a sudden sound, a guitar crossed the water, the host forgot to go home and the guests left.
Interpretation of vernacular Chinese: On autumn night, I went to Jiangtou, Xunyang to bid farewell to a returning guest, and the autumn wind blew the maple leaves and reeds. My guests and I dismounted from the boat to bid farewell and drank useless music. If you don't drink well, it will be even sadder. You left, and the river reflected the bright moon at night. Suddenly I heard the crisp sound of pipa on the river; I forgot to return, and the guests didn't want to leave.
5, "Niuzhu Night Sleeping" Tang Dynasty: Li Bai.
On the west side of the river this night, there was not a cloud in the whole blue sky. I looked at the moon on the deck and thought of the old general Xie in vain.
I have poems; I can read. He hears others, but it's not mine. Tomorrow I will raise my sail and leave leaves behind me.
Interpretation of vernacular Chinese: boating in autumn night, moored at Niuzhu Mountain in Xijiang River, without a trace of swimming clouds in the blue sky. I boarded the boat and looked up at the bright moon, thinking of General Xie Shang in the Eastern Jin Dynasty in vain. I can recite Justin's epic poems, but unfortunately I don't have a wise general to listen to. Tomorrow morning I will hang my sail and leave Niuzhu, where only maple leaves are flying all over the sky.
7. Seek poems describing rain and maple leaves, written by the Great God himself. It takes three poems to walk in the rain.
Dunzhe Ling
It is raining in Mao Mao.
Some old people say that this is a lover telling a story.
Story writer
Must be hidden in this misty rain
As we approached,
He went further.
He may even hide under a pomegranate tree.
It looks as pink as other pomegranate seeds.
We just walked in the rain.
The pomegranate in our hands is sweet.
The storyteller has also become sweet.
But the storyteller must be lonely.
I am sad for love, too.
Otherwise, he won't keep talking like this.
Such a rainy environment
Sprinkle all over the ground
Wherever the person he loves is.
I'm sure I can hear him talking.
Walking in the rain will become meaningful.
Make two happy people happy.
Make two sad people sad.
But the storyteller in the rain
Will eventually leave slowly.
He finally left the rainbow unwillingly.
Someone he can't find.
You will see the rainbow passing by.
Two people are walking in the rain.
Know the beauty here best.
Even in the dark and cold night
You can also find the seven colors of the rainbow in each other's eyes.
Excerpts from the poems of Dunzhe Ling, an independent scholar, poet, writer and famous scholar in China.
8. Poems describing maple leaves. What are the late leaves in the maple forest? The river was cut off, and the Chu guest returned sadly.
Looking at a river, geese sound sad; This is a cool month, and the figure is uneven.
After waking up, tears are like phoenix wax, and the wind curtain rolls gold mud.
The anvil has a high rhyme, calling back the residual dream; The fragrance of Luo decreased, which led to sadness.
The pavilion is divided into two parts, which is difficult to spell. Covering your face and guiding your clothes is biased.
Besides, I'll never see you again.
Want to send hate books, silver hooks are empty; Heartbroken sound, the jade is still hanging.
How many secrets are hidden, only God knows.
The maple forest is red and green, and the guests are full of gulls.
In the past twenty years, homeless people have planted bamboo, and bamboo is still named after it.
The spring breeze hasn't arrived yet, and the autumn wind has come.
I only wrote my life as a song.
Maple is red and smoke is green at dusk. Every day, we are faced with the gulls in Tingzhou, a water town that lives and works in peace and contentment, full of exile and sadness everywhere. I love bamboo, and I have been wandering for 20 years, borrowing the name of bamboo.
The spring breeze has not yet blown out, the autumn wind has arrived, I am old, and I despise all dust. I just made my life experience into the songs of boatmen and fishermen.
9. Is there a poem about maple leaves? There must be the charm of maple leaves that you want. Maple leaves with Dan: summer and autumn are magnificent and full of frost.
I want to drift away, but my dream is broken. Simple and noble, who knows, without hatred, dead leaves are lonely.
Clouds cover tears, winds promote haggard, and water cries. Worried.
Fall in love with this world as soon as possible, look around sadly and be alone. You can't sue anyone if you want, so you cry and sing poetry.
The waning moon is silent and cold, the eyebrows are difficult to show, and it is as sad as a disease. Turn the roots, swing without leaking, and be silent until winter.
Autumn rain is full of alcohol and tobacco, and I can't bear to listen to resentment against the sunset. Self-righteous, compassionate, wishful thinking.
Candles dim dreams. Who cares about feelings and adds bitter hope, melancholy, cold maple tears thousands of lines.
The soul swings half a silk, drifting with the heart. Worry, the lonely geese are more boundless when the frost comes.
Seeing the guests off at Xunyang River at night, the maple leaves are blooming, and the autumn wind is rustling —— Bai Juyi's Pipa Trip stops loving the maple forest late, and the frost leaves bloom in February —— Du Mu's Mountain Trip hangs bright sails, and the maple leaves fall behind him —— Li Bai's Niuzhu Night Mooring Thoughts has thousands of maple leaves, and the river bridge hides the evening sails ——— The rest of Jiangling Sorrow Hope stops to sit in the maple forest late.
"Five Poems of Feeling Maple" Author: Li He Age: The autumn water is bright, and the grass is thin on the rocky shore. Invasion of wild bamboo incense, stinging and hanging wild thick.
When Cen Zhongyue returns, the toad hangs in the air. Gui Lu made fun of Xian E and the clouds under the starry sky.
The bleak gardenia falls, and the mountain cries. And Zhang Zhongwei, the book case will be rotten.
The rain in Xiangshan is loose and green, and the frost is red in maple leaves. The wind blows white clouds, and Wan Li sends tenderness.
As far away as Hanshan, the stone path is oblique, and people are in Bai Yunsheng. Stop and sit in the maple forest late, and the frost leaves are red in February flowers.
-Du Mu Jiang Jiangfeng Cheng Jiangfeng Depression does not compete with Song Junyi. A leaf falls on the fisherman, and the sunset brings autumn colors.
Sleeping at night in autumn rain, Bai Juyi is sunny and cold, and the frost leaves are full of red. Du Mu stopped to sit in the mountains and loved the maple forest late, and the frost leaves were red in February.
Send Zhou Zi Luodi to visit Shandian, Cen Can, Jingnan, Jiangcheng Orange Blossom and New Maple Leaf. On the moonlit night in Jianglou, I heard the flute. Liu Cang thought that the moon was floating and the waves were white, and the sound entered the maple leaf autumn in Yun Lan.
Autumn flowers in Yushanling are like snow, and maple leaves can't help but frost. After the hole was full, Song Wenzhi was covered with maple leaves and the garden was full of orange flowers.
Send Meng Haoran's "Dongting in the South of Wang Changling" to a distant place, and the maple leaves will surprise the autumn. Jiang Feng Cheng Xiong Yan Jiang Feng is depressed and has no strength to compete with Song Jun.
In the mountains, Wang Lidong's maple tree is under the Red Mansion at the west corner of Wuyoumen in Chengdu. Look at a maple tree at once. In early winter, the maple leaves on the ground are all good, and the plum blossoms are fragrant before they move.
In late autumn, the maple leaves want to be sad first, but the chrysanthemums don't grow. In Wen Zhiming, the mountains and rivers are long and dry to dispel the summer heat, the pine trees are old and the autumn maple leaves are new.
Qiu Guang sent Masuda back to China and Lu Xun helped her. The maple leaves are as tender and cold as Dan. In autumn in Jiangnan, chestnuts are as ripe as fists.
Maple leaves are full of red clouds, light reed and white waves, and maple fragrance is in Hua Jing late; Jinshui Jinshan Red, Ye Feng Lin Man Tongue; Pheasants dance on the wild banks of yellow mud, and frost-dyed crow maple is intoxicated in the sun; The cold current rushed to Shuijing River, bringing ice, sun and moon to the flying geese, and the white and green maple trees turned red in the frosty sky.