"Poetry appreciation" The red leaves in the ancients, watching Wanshan red, the slow number is like the water flow years

The autumn meaning is getting stronger, and we have also ushered in the most gorgeous colors of the year! A cluster of red leaves, either standing on the branches, or twists and turns. In the poet's pen, the red leaf dancing on the branch gave birth to countless intoxicating beautiful verses.

The red leaves in the ancients, watching Wan Shan red, the slow number is like the water flow!

Shangyang Hongye

Tang-Xu Ning

Luo Xia's three -point red Ye Qiu, two points turned into Shangyang sorrow.

On the thousands of sounds of the royal gaps, where is the flowing out of the palace.

Red leaf

Tang-Luo Yin

Disadvantages of the deserted city, the evening photos.

Ye Qingshuang was green, and the mountains were cold and rain.

You Zi Ling Dao, Beauty Changxin Palace.

Waiting for the year of time, it is endless.

Red leaf

Tang-Wu Rong

The dew -dyed cream is light, and the oblique sun is turned out.

He and smoke fell into the nine autumn colors, and the waves were full of love with the waves.

A few nights of Tibetan bird shadows, who is accompanied by the family.

For a moment, there was no hate, and it was cut to look at the Qingfeng Cai.

Red leaf

Song-Yang Wanli

The poet was full of sorrow, and he spit out thousands of poems.

There is no place to write around the wall, but the red leaves are strong.

Red Leaf-Second

Song-Shi Jian

We must share the cold with Song Yan and listen to the bitter carving of the young girls.

Not to the leaves to add raw color, who discern is just one inch of Dan.

He Chunfu Hongye

Song-Qiangzhi

The autumn garden has no color, and the west wind is special.

To Yan Lin Cui, it is red.

Xiaguang Qinghan is lined with a torch.

I don't understand the pine cypress, and the tailoring is annoying chemical.

Red Leaf of the Rhyme

Song-Wang Ling

Rain dew Sanchun is less, and the wind and frost overnight.

There is always a fundamental, not afraid of the branches.

Chu Anfeng belongs to the same, Wu Shanjio and harmony.

The autumn residence comforts each other, and the drunk color is accompanied by me.

Red leaf

Ming-Gao Qi

Frost is full of Lin Hong, Xiao Yixi Zhao.

Once for autumn grievances, flowing out of the Shangyang Palace.

Red leaf

Qing-Qianlong

Diery Qingyun released Xiaoqing, at first glance, the red leaves were horizontal.

Wandering in the body is difficult to make a sentence, some roses are lined with green agar.

Xiangshan Hongye

Hyundai-Sun Xuanchang

Wanshu welcomes Feng Yanxia Xia, Xiangshan Autumn moves Jinghua.

Frost Red Evening Festival is heavy, Mobi Sanchun February Flower.

Langtao Sha-Red Leaf

Hyundai-Wang Jingwei

Jiang Shu twilight rows, thousands of miles are long.

The oblique sun is in the same way.

Lin Shui also knows that the color is good, but it will be disabled.

The autumn is not cold, and you have no thought.

It is difficult to come when the west wind comes.

The cuckoo couldn't hold it all night, and the blood was full of Guanshan.

Costing-Hongye

Modern-Rao Zongyi

The fragrant heart word around Qianpan. Guest for a long time.

The wind was not resigned, and the death was dyed in Lin Dan.

Zhengyan went, Mu Yun was leisure. Ye Cylin.

Tears and raindrops, do not believe in sad autumn, to the world again.

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