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An ancient poem with seven rhymes describing the solar terms of Beginning of Autumn

In study, work or life, everyone has more or less come into contact with some classic ancient poems. Ancient poems have fixed lines and fixed styles. So the question is, what kind of ancient poems are classics? Below is a seven-character ancient poem that describes the Beginning of Autumn solar term that I compiled for you. Welcome to read and collect it.

Red leaves by Wu Rong

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

The autumn colors fall from the harmonious smoke, and the love spreads thousands of miles along with the waves.

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

For a while, I didn’t feel sorry for my decline, watching the colorful cuts in the breeze.

"The Beginning of Autumn"

Author: Liu Han

The cries of milk crows scatter the jade screen in the sky, and a pillow is cool and a fan of wind blows.

When I wake up from sleep, I can’t find the sound of autumn, but the full moon shines in the sycamores.

"On the Beginning of Autumn, Lu Huayuan and Lu Huayuan saw off Zou Shiba at the South Hall of the County Boundary"

(Tang Dynasty) Wu Yuanheng

The wind enters Zhaoyang Pond Hall in autumn, and there are clouds The lonely crane is in a dilemma.

The Ming Dynasty went to Qingshanguo alone, and only the sound of cicadas made people grow old.

"I feel the night when I step out of the gate to welcome the coolness at dawn"

Lu You of the Song Dynasty

Thirty thousand miles of river flows eastward into the sea, and five thousand miles of mountains reach the sky.

The remaining people shed tears in the dust, and it is hard to see Master Wang for another year.

"Looking at the Dongting"

Liu Yuxi of the Tang Dynasty

The lake and the moon are harmonious, and there is no windshield on the lake surface that has not been polished.

Looking at the green mountains and rivers of Dongting in the distance, there is a green snail in the silver plate.

"Autumn Evening"

Du Mu of the Tang Dynasty

The cold autumn light of silver candles paints the screen, and the small light fan flutters at the flowing fireflies.

The night is as cool as water in the sky, and I sit and watch Altair and Vega.

Red leaves

Wu Rong

The dew-stained frost-dried flakes are light, and they turn bright in the setting sun.

The autumn colors fall from the harmonious smoke, and the love spreads thousands of miles along with the waves.

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

For a while, I didn’t feel much regret for my decline, watching the flowers being cut in the breeze.

"Autumn Evening"

Du Mu of the Tang Dynasty

Silver candles cast cold autumn light on the screen, and small light fans fluttered at the flowing fireflies.

The night is as cool as water in the sky, and I sit and watch Altair and Vega.

"Looking at the Dongting"

Liu Yuxi of the Tang Dynasty

The lake and the moon are harmonious, and there is no windshield on the lake surface that has not been polished.

Looking at the green mountains and rivers of Dongting in the distance, there is a green snail in the silver plate.

"I feel the night when I step out of the gate to welcome the coolness at dawn"

Lu You of the Song Dynasty

Thirty thousand miles of river flows eastward into the sea, and five thousand miles of mountains reach the sky.

The remaining people shed tears in the dust, and it is hard to see Master Wang for another year.

"The Beginning of Autumn"

Author: Liu Han

The cries of milk crows scatter the jade screen in the sky, and a pillow is cool and a fan of wind blows.

When I wake up from sleep, I can’t find the sound of autumn, but the full moon shines in the sycamores.

"Returning Home from Beijing after the Beginning of Autumn"

(Tang Dynasty) Li Ying

When the fence falls and I return home in autumn, I see the bean blossoms, and the bamboo gate serves as a horizontal bridge on the water bank.

When it rains in the Songzhai, it is better to clear the mat, and in the Buddhist chamber, the solitary lamp faces the crimson gauze.

It is as lazy as a snake when it comes to holding on to sorrow all day long.

Is there any bass near the Xijiang River? Zhang Han arrived home in his boat.

"Enjoying the Garden on the Beginning of Autumn"

(Tang Dynasty) Bai Juyi

Walking alone at the head of the Qujiang River, returning to the horse for a long time.

With the cool breeze and the faded temples, who can teach me how to make an autumn.