A poem about leaves turning red.

Poems about red leaves 1. Hongye poetry

The poems about "Red Leaves" are as follows

1. "butterfly lovers, moss and red leaves garden"

Year: Song Author: Yan

The yard is covered with green moss and red leaves.

When Jin Ju opened its business, it was near the Double Ninth Festival.

Every day, the lotus leaves are green and the smoke in the powder pond becomes clear.

Try to sober up against the cool breeze,

When the word goose comes, it meets the building.

When first frost defends, the clouds turn and the reed flute blows autumn resentment.

2. Drunk to Red Leaves

Year: Tang Author: Bai Juyi

Qiu Shu, who lives in the breeze, has been drinking for many years.

Drunk as frost leaves, although red is not spring.

3. He Chun Fu Ye Hong

Year: Song Author: Qianglai

There is no bright color in the autumn garden, and the west wind is particularly strong.

Smoke Cui Lin, sometimes as cold as ice, red.

Xia Guang Han Qing lining, lamp torch blue sarong.

If you don't understand pine and cypress, you will be annoyed by chemical industry.

4. Red leaves

Year: Song Author: Yang Wanli

The poet is full of sorrow, and thousands of poems are unwilling to stop writing.

There is nowhere to go between the walls, and the red leaves are thick in autumn.

5. Red leaves in front of the mountain

Year: Song Author: Zhang Gui

The wind fell in front of the mountain and you were found on the threshold.

Ling Xiao is very beautiful, and she will be free after ten days.

The poet sang a song of fire, and the baker was shocked and burned the mountain.

It's not like a beautiful court, but it opens in a flash.

2. Red Leaf Poetry

There is 1 poem about "Red Leaves". This year's "butterfly lovers, Full of Moss and Red Leaves" is: Song Author: Yan Full of Moss and Red Leaves. When Jin Ju opened, it was near the Double Ninth Festival.

Every day, the lotus leaves are green and the smoke in the powder pond becomes clear. Try to lean against the cool breeze to sober up the noodles. When the word goose comes, it satisfies the floor.

When first frost defends, the clouds turn and the reed flute blows autumn resentment. 2. "Drunk to Red Leaves" Age: Tang Author: Bai Juyi, a long-term drinker.

Drunk as frost leaves, although red is not spring. 3. "He Chun Fu Hongye" Time: Song Author: The garden that strongly goes to autumn has no bright colors, especially from the west wind.

Smoke Cui Lin, sometimes as cold as ice, red. Xia Guang Han Qing lining, lamp torch blue sarong.

If you don't understand pine and cypress, you will be annoyed by chemical industry. 4. "Red Leaves" era: Song Author: Yang Wanli, a poet, is full of sorrow and refuses to rest after spitting thousands of poems.

There is nowhere to go between the walls, and the red leaves are thick in autumn. 5. "Red leaves in front of the mountain" Time: Song Author: Zhang Qian Mountain falls in the wind, leaning on the threshold is your point.

Ling Xiao is very beautiful, and she will be free after ten days. The poet sang a song of fire, and the baker was shocked and burned the mountain.

It's not like a beautiful court, but it opens in a flash.

Autumn leaves are red with poems

Stop and sit in the maple forest late, and the frost leaves are red in February flowers. -"Hiking"

Chuirui drinks clear dew, and the sound is like sparse tung. -"Cicada"

Crows fell on the moon, crowed coldly, slept on maple trees, and slept in fishing lanes by the river. -"Night Sleeping Near Fengqiao"

Hanging the sails of the Ming Dynasty, the fallen leaves are behind me. -"Sleeping at night recalling the past"

Autumn wind blows gently, and Dongting waves under the leaves. -"Nine Songs, Mrs. Xiang"

The autumn wind is bleak, the weather is cool, and the vegetation is shaken and exposed to frost. -"Ge Yanxing"

It is leafy to open a courtyard, and it is sad to know that autumn is coming. -"Appreciating Liu Chai Sang"

The rain is green and the frost garden has many red leaves. -"Sima Zhai"

The mountains and rivers are clear and frosty at night, and several trees are deep red and light yellow. -"Two Poems in Autumn"

Autumn frost flies late, leaving dry lotus to listen to the rain. -"Love Luoting with Cui Zhou"

There is a poem describing the red color in the yellow leaves in autumn.

Autumn came quietly, to fields, streams and mountains.

Grass in early autumn is not as tender as spring, nor as soft as summer. The grass here is yellow and there is green, like a yellow-green carpet.

A plane tree leaf floated out of the window. I stared at it for a long time and vaguely realized that it was a signal from nature that autumn had arrived.

The wind, blowing gently, is a beautiful Cinderella; The tree began to take off its green summer clothes and put on its golden autumn clothes.

The fields in autumn are golden, as if laying a golden carpet on the ground.

The autumn wind in October blows the earth, and the vast fields are golden.

Qiu Guang is beautiful, and the golden breeze is cool. Like the sorghum sea, holding torches, endless soybeans are ringing with two bells.

Ah, autumn rain has dyed the clothes of buttonwood yellow, adding a mysterious costume to autumn.

Maple stands tall and straight, and when the autumn wind blows, the leaves make a rushing sound, just like applauding to welcome us!

In late autumn, the red leaves of thousands of trees are getting redder and redder; From a distance, it looks like a flame rolling.

In the autumn harvest season, the sky is particularly high and blue, the clouds are particularly white and quiet, the sun is particularly bright and warm, and the wind is particularly light and fragrant.

Autumn is coming, the golden wind is refreshing, and the fish and shrimp in the river are fat; There are many fruits in the orchard, and there are bumper harvests everywhere.

Those "Red Guoguang" and "Marshal Huang" hung on the tree, hiding behind the leaves, showing cute fat faces and smiling to welcome Miss Qiu.

Autumn, the harvest season, the ears of wheat are shining in the moonlight, the autumn wind is rolling in the sorghum field, and there is a faint sound of soybeans ringing.

Soon after the golden wheat was harvested, sorghum was boiled red again. The hillside fields of Kaminowada are full of people who are nervous about the autumn harvest.

In the fields, rice waves are rolling, Wan Li is fragrant, cotton peaches are blossoming, and there is a sea of silver.

The bleak autumn wind blew the begonia and wild chrysanthemum in the yard yellow; Those broken bitter chestnut trees shook the yellow leaves everywhere and scattered gold all over the yard.

The cool breeze wafts a lot of autumn breath, and the dew left on the leaves is blown by the wind.

In autumn, all kinds of flowers and trees wither, and small pine trees lose their leaves. Autumn wind is blowing, and yellow leaves are flying all over the sky, like butterflies and handkerchiefs falling from the sky.

The sky in late autumn is as blue as the sea, as if washed by autumn rain; White clouds are like a canoe sailing slowly, which is really crisp in autumn.

Cool!

In the late autumn sky, clouds are floating slowly like knitting wool.

The autumn wind swept across the field, and everything in the field turned golden yellow.

Maple trees on the edge of the lawn began to drop a few yellow and red leaves and fly like birds. Ah! It turned out that the autumn wind made the fallen leaves grow wings.

5. What are the poems about "Red Leaves"?

There is 1 poem about "Red Leaves". This year's "butterfly lovers, Full of Moss and Red Leaves" is: Song Author: Yan Full of Moss and Red Leaves. When Jin Ju opened, it was near the Double Ninth Festival.

Every day, the lotus leaves are green and the smoke in the powder pond becomes clear. Try to lean against the cool breeze to sober up the noodles. When the word goose comes, it satisfies the floor.

When first frost defends, the clouds turn and the reed flute blows autumn resentment. 2. "Drunk to Red Leaves" Age: Tang Author: Bai Juyi, a long-term drinker.

Drunk as frost leaves, although red is not spring. 3. "He Chun Fu Hongye" Time: Song Author: The garden that strongly goes to autumn has no bright colors, especially from the west wind.

Smoke Cui Lin, sometimes as cold as ice, red. Xia Guang Han Qing lining, lamp torch blue sarong.

If you don't understand pine and cypress, you will be annoyed by chemical industry. 4. "Red Leaves" era: Song Author: Yang Wanli, a poet, is full of sorrow and refuses to rest after spitting thousands of poems.

There is nowhere to go between the walls, and the red leaves are thick in autumn. 5. "Red leaves in front of the mountain" Time: Song Author: Zhang Qian Mountain falls in the wind, leaning on the threshold is your point.

Ling Xiao is very beautiful, and she will be free after ten days. The poet sang a song of fire, and the baker was shocked and burned the mountain.

It's not like a beautiful court, but it opens in a flash.

6. What are the beautiful poems about red leaves?

1, Xiao Shuang Feng Yedan, Xi Lan Yin Qi. -Southern Song Xie Lingyun's "Going out to the West Late"

2. In the evening, I bid farewell to a guest on Xunyang River. Maple leaves and mature rushes rustle in autumn. -Don Bai Juyi's Pipa Trip

3, the mountains are far away, the sky is foggy and cold, and the terraces on both sides are maple leaves. -Lin's "Embroidering * * * Stay in the Post Pavilion"

Tomorrow I will raise my sail and leave leaves behind me. -Nostalgia of Tang Li Bai's "Sleeping at night under the Niuzhu Mountain"

5, stop to sit in the maple forest late, the frost leaves are red in February. -Tang Du Mu's "Mountain Walk"

6, a heavy mountain, two mountains, the mountains are far away, the sky is high and the smoke is cold, and the acacia maple leaves are Dan. -Southern Tang Li Yu's Sauvignon Blanc

7, maple leaves fall, flowers dry, drunk fishing boat does not feel cold. -"The Fisherman" by Don Zhang Hezhi

8. There are thousands of maple leaves, and the river bridge hides the sails late. -Yu at the end of the Tang Dynasty, "Jiangling Sorrow Hope to Send Children Peace"

9. I paint the ever-flowing blue river, and I love the maple leaf sorrow on the evening pavilion. -Yin Mingtang's "I Love Chou-heung"

10, Xiaofeng stole wine all night, but she was lonely and relaxed. -Yang Wanli in Song Dynasty's Red Leaves

7. Ancient poems describing red leaves

Endless desire

Yu Li

One mountain, two mountains,

The mountains are far away, the sky is high and the smoke is cold.

Acacia maple leaf Dan

Flowers bloom, flowers stay,

Goofy goose didn't come back,

Romantic and casual curtains.

Song of Autumn Moon Cheng Hao

The Qingxi River crosses Bishantou, and the empty water is clear and fresh in autumn.

Three miles away from the world of mortals, white clouds and red leaves are two long.

Bai Juyi gave Yuan Jiu in autumn rain and Tang Dynasty.

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.

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.

8. Poems and ancient poems about red leaves

The poem about red leaves is summarized as follows: 1. Stop and sit in the maple forest late, and the frost leaves open in February. There are thousands of maple leaves, and the river bridge is hidden by the sunset sail.

Remember that your heart is like the Xihe River, which flows eastward day and night. 3, autumn flowers are like snow, maple leaves can not help but frost, worry about the future, empty suburbs sunset.

4. Fengxiang is quiet at dusk, Jinshan Shadow, the stone is shocked and sorrowful, and the bamboo cloud is half a ridge. 5. The sails were hung in the Ming Dynasty, and the maple leaves fell behind me. I see guests off on the banks of Xunyang River, and maple leaves and rushes rustle in autumn. There are thousands of maple leaves, and the river bridge is shaded by dusk sails. 8. I paint the blue river with water, and I love the maple leaves on the pavilion at night. 9. Dongting is far and near, and maple leaves are in early autumn.

10, Xiangshan rain is loose and green, and the frost is red. The wind blows white clouds, and Wan Li sends tenderness.

1 1, Ye Feng Woods full of tongues, Yellow Mud Wild Shore Pheasant Dance 12, Frost-stained crow maple welcoming the sun to get drunk, Jingchang River cold water belt ice flow 13, geese flying high, the sun and the moon are white, the frosty green maple turns red 14, and maple leaves are full of branches.

18, maple leaves suffer first, chrysanthemums don't support it. 19, dispel the summer heat and cover the old, making the autumn maple leaves new.

20. The forests in Ye Feng are all tongues, and the pheasant dance on the wild bank of yellow mud is 2 1. Wild geese fly high, the sun and the moon are white and green, and maple trees turn red in the frosty sky. A leaf falls on a fisherman, and the sunset is full of autumn colors. 23. Sleeping in the autumn night is easy to be sunny and cold, and the frost leaves are full of red.

24. In the autumn of Jiangnan season, chestnuts are as ripe as fists. Maple leaves bloom with red clouds, autumn flowers are like snow, and maple leaves can't help but frost.

26. Dongting is far and near, and maple leaves are in early autumn. 27. Under the Red Mansion in the west corner of Wumen Gate, a tree, Feng Dan, immediately looked up.

28, maple leaves want to see better, plum flowers are not fragrant. 29. In autumn in Jiangnan, chestnuts are as ripe as fists.

Maple leaves and red clouds, pale reed and white waves, 30, owner of Songjiang crab house, rice and soup are also rice. Maple leaves have fallen, flowers have withered, and drunken fishing boats don't feel cold.

9. Poems praising autumn red leaves

Travel in the mountains

Author Du Mu, Tang Dynasty,

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.

Man Fang Ting. Maple blossom Dan

Sarutobi Kurenai Xia, autumn scenery is 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.

Looking at Bai's Nostalgia from Niu Shan Sleeping at Night.

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.

Jiangling is anxious to send his son there.

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.

Night parking near Fengqiao Zhangji

On a frosty night, Jiang Feng's fisherman is worried about sleeping.

Hanshan Temple outside Gusu City, the midnight bell arrives.

On Miao and Dai Calligraphy in San Lv

Yuan Xiang is inexhaustible, and Qu Song complains.

In late autumn, the smoke rises and the maple trees whisper.

Li shangyin

Who stays alone on a cold night, the rain is hard to break.

When Feng was drunk, she loved and hated.

On Tang Zhao's Leisure from Huainan Shooting at Li Pu

In earlier years, I paid tribute to enriching the people, but today I can't hide my shame.

New promises are like mountains, and old promises are like water.

The red leaves in Ma Si are rustling late, and the Yangtze River falls in autumn in Rizhao.

I don't hesitate to know my own advantages, but I'm worried about one thing.

Send Wen Shangshu to Luosong to see Kou Zhun.

Mix's red leaves are flying in front of the horse, sending Wang Sun home on a beautiful day.

However, you should be disappointed when you go for an old swim, so the stream and autumn moss are both fish.

"Move the Capital" Song Author: Wu

I have been repairing the door for a long time, and I have no strong plan to donate books to China.

The mink fur is dusty, the cottage is late, and it is close to the rivers and lakes.

After falling on the blue sky and the moon, the rustling wild geese came early.

The old friend brought wine to send good things, and sent me to forget Lao Lu.

King Huai Gu Song of Jinling

Visit the ancient times in homesickness, spend a long time, and be alone in the autumn.

A bird with smoke leaves a bamboo, and several sails return to the boat under the rain.

The rustling dusk blows the red leaves, and the miserable Leng Yun collapses the old building.

The old country is desolate, who asks, and the heart is more romantic and does not recover.