[Poetry appreciation] The popular butterflies, the poems about autumn butterflies, fly in the golden autumn!

Author:Read good poems Time:2022.09.13

The autumn is high, the wind and the sun are beautiful, and a few butterflies dance. They flew across the woods, the streams, the mountains, and the plowing of the farmers' hard -sweaty rice fields. It was also a beautiful autumn. Autumn is the last season of butterfly flying in the year. From ancient times to the present, butterflies symbolize human happiness, peace, and auspiciousness.

The popular butterflies, the poems about autumn butterflies, fly in the golden autumn!

Autumn butterfly

Tang-Luo Yan

When Qin Lou Hua was hair, Qin Nu smiled.

To the autumn wind, who is flying to ask.

Autumn butterfly

Tang-Li Fangjing

Pink butterfly knows, Qiu Shen still flies.

Pingxu fans, just as Chunhui.

The dew is not the past, and the cream can be rely on.

The chrysanthemum of the fence is not much, and the book is born.

Autumn butterfly

Tang-Bai Juyi

The autumn flowers are purple, and the autumn butterfly is fluffy.

Flower low butterfly new small, flying drama cluster.

The sun and twilight came, and the flowers fell.

The night was cold and cold, and the butterfly was dead.

During the death, the Qi died, and the qi category was obedient.

Do not see the millennium cranes, more than habitat.

Autumn butterfly

Yuan-Chen Yan

Fan faded the fragrance and disappeared slightly, and she was still dancing.

Wild flower fences are cold and cold, not proud of Chunyuan.

Autumn butterfly

Ming-Chen Chang

The autumn wind is desolate, and the yellow powder of the palace is faded.

It is not as young as a young age, a pair of flying beams.

Autumn butterfly

Ming-Chengbi

The shape and shadow of the object, the lace brother and the Kun.

Soaring into the autumn grass, Chi Mo recalled Wang Sun.

Good dream fans are black, and the former is lacquer garden.

The Royal Feng people have not returned, where can the soul be recruited.

Autumn butterfly

Ming-Cen Zheng

Ruwen is colorful, and Ru is out of time.

Kim Gu Fang Fei Xie, Lo Fu is sparse.

Empty winged powder, shock beauty clothes.

Regardless of the fireflies, wearing Lin all over the night.

Wanno overlook

Qing-Hu Fangyu

At first glance, the guest was sad, and the meal leaned on the two.

Kong Bi did not have a lonely bird, Ping Sha Yan Xihui.

People are smoke and tree, and the mountain temples are returning to the clouds.

When I love the new autumn butterfly, I have a shirt with the wind.

Manjiang Hong-Qiu Die

Qing-Xionglu

Send all the prosperity, the remaining a few, Qingling remnants.

The end of the end, the western wind, the west wind, and the west wind, want to fly back.

Fangcao diameter is cold in the middle autumn, and the begonia flowers are cold.

What is more dependent on the air, and the love is still hot.

Blowing down, Garden Pavilion is snowing. Instead of selling, Yinghua Industry.

Asked whether Zhuang Zhou wakes up, the frost branch is cold.

In the past, it became a dream, and now wandering with yellow leaves.

Thinking of half a lifetime, golden powder is difficult to dispel, and it is obliged.

Butterfly Love Flower-Yongqiu Butterfly

Modern-Guo Ze

Dreaming flower curtain was only glanced.

Leng Cui Xianyuan, do not believe in the Fang period.

Slim fans fluttered and timid. Qingling's front road was confused.

Go to the flowing leaves.

Damage the golden mud, and still mistaken the skirt folds.

The red orchids are so complained. The old wind was sad.

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