1. Poems about Red Leaf Valley

Poems about Hongye Valley 1. What are some poems about maple leaves

Poems about maple leaves:

1. Jiangling is worried about sending children to peace.

Tang, Yu Xuanji.

Thousands of maple leaves cover thousands of branches, and the river bridge covers the late evening sail.

Recalling your heart is like the water of the West River, flowing eastward day and night without rest.

2. Night mooring at Maple Bridge.

Tang Dynasty, Zhang Ji.

The moon is setting, the crows are crying, the sky is full of frost, and the river maple is fishing and the fire is facing melancholy.

At Hanshan Temple outside Gusu City, the midnight bell rang for the passenger ship.

3. Mountain hiking.

Tang Dynasty, Du Mu.

Far up the Hanshan Mountain, the stone path is sloping, and there are people living in the white clouds.

Stop and sit in the maple forest at night, the leaves are as red as the flowers in February due to frost.

4. Listen to the tune of flowing water.

Tang Dynasty, Wang Changling.

The lonely boat is facing the maple forest under the faint moon, sharing the sound of the zither and the guest's heart.

Thousands of colors in the mountains are covered with rain, broken strings are collected and deep traces of tears.

5. Youth Tour·The maple forest is red and the smoke is blue in the evening.

Song Dynasty, Jiang Jie.

The maple forest is red and the late smoke is green, and the guests are full of gulls. In the past twenty years, no one has grown bamboo, but they still borrow the name bamboo.

The spring breeze has not yet passed, but the autumn breeze has arrived, and everything is light with age. Just spend your whole life chanting and chanting leisurely, and compose it into a song.

6. Partridge Sky · Maple falls on the river and wild water in autumn.

Song Dynasty, Su Xiang.

The maples fall on the river and wild water in autumn. Light smoke and decaying grass connect to the suburban hills.

Sleeping drunkly in the Huangmao Shop of Xiaowu, dreaming against the Chiye Tower in Gaocheng.

The sky is clear and the road is long. Play the zither, sing and play the fan.

The willows in Baqiao are hated every year, and the hibiscus leaves in Yuanpu are sad.

2. Ancient poems about maple leaves

Ancient poems about maple leaves:

1. "Sauvignon Blanc·Yichong Mountain" Five Dynasties: Li Yu

One mountain, two mountains. The mountains are far away, the sky is high, the smoke is cold, and the water is cold. I miss the red maple leaves.

The chrysanthemums are blooming, but the chrysanthemums are withered. The flying geese have not yet returned, and the wind and moon are idle behind the curtain.

Vernacular interpretation: one after another, overlapping mountains. The mountains are so far away, the sky is so high, the smoke and water vapor are cold and cold, but my thoughts are like flaming maple leaves. The chrysanthemums bloomed and fell, and the days passed. The wild geese in the northern part of the country flap their wings and fly south, but the person I miss has not come back yet. The bright moon shines on the curtain, fluttering in the wind.

2. "Jianling's sorrow and hope are sent to Zi'an/Jiangling's sorrow and hope are there" Fish Mystery of the Tang Dynasty

Thousands of maple leaves turn into thousands of branches, and the river bridge covers the late evening sail.

Recalling your heart is like the water of the West River, flowing eastward day and night without rest.

Vernacular interpretation: On a desolate late autumn day, maple leaves floated on the river. At this time, a gust of west wind blew, and the trees all over the mountain made a rustling sound. When I heard this scene, I, little girl, felt sad. Looking far into the distance, you can see the river bridge hidden in the maple forest. It's already dusk, why haven't I seen my lover return by boat? Not seeing my lover return, I am anxious as a little girl. My longing for my lover is as endless as the water of the Xijiang River. My longing for him is as long as the flowing water is.

Maple leaves are leaves of the maple tree. They are generally palm-shaped and five-lobed, about 13 cm long and slightly wider than an adult's hand. The lobes have a few protruding teeth, the base is heart-shaped, the leaf surface is rough, and the upper surface is rough. It is medium green to dark green with hairs on the lower veins, turning yellow to orange or red in autumn. But a few areas are dark, dark green.

The degree to which maple leaves turn red is related to factors such as time, drought, pollution, especially lack of nitrogen. The reddening of maple leaves is actually the result of the maple tree's response to stress in nature. The reddening reaction actually acts as a sunscreen, which causes the maple leaves to stay on the tree longer, allowing the tree to absorb more nutrients. Research has found that nutritional pressure, especially the pressure of nitrogen deficiency, causes maple leaves to turn red earlier and more transparently.

3. Poems describing autumn maple leaves

1. [Ming Dynasty] Liu Ji's "Songs on the River (Four Poems)"

Excerpts from the original text:

The red polygonum and red maple are all in autumn colors, and the Chu clouds and Wu waters are flowing.

Definition:

The red polygonum and the golden maple leaves are all yellow in autumn. The clouds in the sky and the Wujiang River are endless.

2. [Song Dynasty] Wang Yan "Sending Xu Wei to Baling and Simplifying Deng Qi Xian Wang Jianshan"

Excerpt from the original text:

Li Sao Man Mu Jiang The road is cold, and the autumn air is red with maple leaves on the river.

Definition:

Everywhere I see is sadness, the road along the river is so deserted, and the desolate atmosphere of autumn seems to dye the maple leaves at the head of the river red.

3. [Ming Dynasty] Liu Huangshang's "A Letter to Wang Chengfu"

Excerpt from the original text:

Wujiang Feng Leng Qiu Hongfei, poor poet in a foreign county .

Definition:

The bleak autumn wind in Wujiang was blowing the maple leaves, and the wild geese began to fly south. I, who was good at writing, was lonely and pitiful in a foreign land.

4. [Song Dynasty] Chao Shuozhi's "Sending Fan to the West"

Excerpt from the original text:

The maple trees at the head of the river are in autumn, and Sun Wu, the king of Eastern Wu, is worried.

Interpretation:

The golden maple leaves at the head of the river indicate that autumn has arrived, and the princes and grandsons of Soochow are worried.

5. [Song Dynasty] Chao Gongsu's "Occasionally Conceive a Son and a Younger Brother"

Excerpt from the original text:

The autumn colors are red maples, and the white wild geese are worried. .

Definition:

In autumn, the maple leaves on the shore turn yellow, and the sad geese want to fly south.

4. Poems about maple leaves

The Xunyang River sees off guests on the first night, and the maple leaves and flowers rustle in autumn——Bai Juyi's "Pipa Tour"

Stop and sit Love the maple forest at night, the frost leaves are as red as the flowers in February----Du Mu's "Mountain Travel"

The Ming Dynasty hangs sails, and the maple leaves fall one after another----Li Bai's "Night Mocking in Niuzhu Nostalgia"

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Thousands of maple leaves cover thousands of branches, and the river bridge covers the evening sails——Yu Xuanji's "Jianling is sad and wishes to send children's peace"

I paint the blue river water and love the maple leaves on the evening pavilion - ---Tang Yin's "I Love Autumn Fragrance"

Mountain Walk

Tang Dynasty: Du Mu

Far up the Hanshan Mountain, the stone path is sloping,

The white clouds are deep There are people everywhere.

Stop and sit in the maple forest at night,

The frost leaves are as red as the February flowers.

Five Poems about Maple

Author: Li He Era: Tang Dynasty

The autumn water on the stone roots is bright, and the autumn grass on the stone bank is thin.

The fragrance of wild bamboo invades clothes, and the hibernation is thick in the wild.

Cen Zhongyue returns, and the toad lights up in the sky.

The osmanthus dew meets the fairy, and the clouds are dancing under the stars.

The desolate gardenias have fallen, and the mountains have been weeping.

Below is Zhang Zhongwei, whose desk is about to decay.

Xiangshan

The rain makes the pines green,

The frost dyes the maple leaves red.

The wind blows and the white clouds move,

Sending tenderness thousands of miles away.

Far up the Hanshan Mountain, the stone path is sloping, and there are people living in the white clouds.

Stop and sit in the maple forest at night, the leaves are as red as the flowers in February due to frost.

--Du Mu

Jiang Shangfeng Cheng Yanxiong

Jiang Feng is full of flowers and cannot compete with the power of pine trees.

A leaf falls on the fisherman's house, and the setting sun brings autumn colors.

Sleeping in the Autumn Rain at Night by Bai Juyi

The dawn is clear and the cold has not yet risen, and the frost leaves are all red.

Mountain Excursion Du Mu

Stop and sit in the maple forest at night, the frost leaves are as red as the flowers in February.

Send Zhou Zi to visit Jingnan after his death, Cen Shen

The orange blossoms are blooming in Shandian, and the maple leaves are new in Jiangcheng.

Listening to the flute on a moonlit night in Jianglou Liu Cang

Thinking of the bright moon and white waves, the sound enters the blue clouds and the maple leaves of autumn.

Painted on the Yushan Ridge by Huangfu Zeng

The autumn flowers look like snow, and the maple leaves cannot help but be covered with frost.

Passing Man Cave - Song Zhiwen

The forest is dark with maple leaves, and the garden is fragrant with orange blossoms.

Sending Wang Changling to Lingnan by Meng Haoran

Traveling far and near to Dongting, the maple leaves startle the autumn early.

Jiang Shangfeng Cheng Yanxiong

Jiang Feng is naturally lush and cannot compete with the power of pine trees.

In the mountains, the maple trees on the east side of the fence are pregnant with Chengdu. Lu You

Under the red building in the west corner of Wumen, there is a red maple tree.

Early Winter Lu You

The maple leaves are better when they are withered, and the plum blossoms are fragrant before they are moved.

Late Autumn Calligraphy by Lu You

Maple Leaf was miserable at first, but Ju Cong was not supportive.

Landscapes by Wen Zhengming and Qianlong

The old shade of pine trees dispels the heat, and the new autumn maple leaves appear.

Sending Lord Masuda Shebo back to his country Lu Xun

The hibiscus trees are in beautiful autumn, and the maple leaves shine like red leaves in the tender cold.

In autumn in the south of the Yangtze River, ripe chestnuts are as big as a fist. The red maple leaves rise, the green reeds and white waves of the river

The sweetgum of liquidambar in the evening, the quiet flowers, the shadows of the southern mountains in Jinshui

The red-leaf maple forest sings with a hundred tongues, and the rooster dances on the yellow mud wild bank

Frost-stained crows and maples welcome the sun, and the cold Jingshui carries icy currents

The sun and moon are flying in the sky, and the green maple leaves are red with rain and frost in the sky

5. Praise for autumn Poems about Red Leaves

Xiao Feng drank a lot of wine all night long, but the solitary pine tree concealed his drunken face. - "Autumn Mountain" Yang Wanli

Stop and sit in the maple forest at night, the frost leaves are as red as the two Moonflower.--Du Mu's "Mountain Travel"

The sails are hung in the Ming Dynasty, and the maple leaves fall one after another.--Li Bai's "Night Stop at Niuzhu Nostalgic for the Past"

Seeing off guests on the Xunyang River on the first night, Maple leaves and flowers rustle in autumn.--Bai Juyi's "Pipa Play"

Thousands of maple leaves turn into thousands of branches, and river bridges cover the late evening sails.--Yu Xuanji's "Jianling Worry and Hope for Children"

I paint the long blue river water, and love the sadness of the maple leaves in the pavilion at night.--Tang Yin's "I Love the Fragrance of Autumn"

When you go to Dongting far and near, the maple leaves startle the autumn early. --Send to Wang Changling's Lingnan Meng Haoran

< p> The maples on the river are naturally lush, but they cannot compete with the power of the pines.--The maples on the river become Yanxiong

The rain in the fragrant mountains makes the pines green, and the frost dyes the maple leaves red. The wind blows and the white clouds move, sending tenderness from thousands of miles away.

The liquidambar is fragrant in the evening and the flowers are quiet, the shadows of Nanshan Mountain in Jinshui

The red-leaf maple forest has a hundred tongues chirping, and the rooster dances on the yellow mud bank

The frost-stained crows and maples welcome the sun, and the cold rushes Jingshui carries ice currents

The sun and the moon are flying in the sky, the maple leaves are green and the sky is red with rain and frost

6. Are there any poems about maple leaves?

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The dream is gone, but the dream is over. Who knows the simplicity and elegance? No resentment, only pity for the dead leaves.

The clouds cover my tears, the wind makes me haggard, and the water weeps to express my sorrow. Worrying.

Love is attached to the world, sorrow and hope are everywhere, and I am alone. I want to complain that I have no one to accompany me, so I cry and chant poems.

The waning moon shines silently and coldly, making it difficult to raise the eyebrows, like a sick couplet. Transformed into soil, no thoughts left, waiting in silence before winter.

The autumn rain clears the wine glass, and I can bear to listen to the song of resentment until the setting sun. When I recite the Sutra of Worry, I feel sad and daydreaming.

The remaining candles and dreams are desolate. Who understands the longing and melancholy, and Leng Feng sheds a thousand lines of tears?

The soul is half-witnessed, and the waves of the heart are wandering. Worried about the mountains, the lone wild goose becomes even more confused when the frost comes.

The sails are hung in the Ming Dynasty, and the maple leaves fall one after another - Li Bai's "Night at Niuzhu Nostalgia" The maple leaves are thousands and thousands of branches, and the river bridges cover the late sails - Yu Xuanji's "Jianling Worry and Hope for Children" I paint the blue river water Long time ago, I loved the sadness of the maple leaves in the evening pavilion - Tang Yin's "I Love Autumn Fragrance" Tang Yin's Journey to the Mountains: Du Muyuan went up the cold mountain along a sloping stone path, and there was a home deep in the white clouds. Stop and sit in the maple forest at night, the leaves are as red as the flowers in February due to frost.

Five Poems about Feeling Maple Author: Li He Era: Tang Dynasty The autumn water is bright at the root of the stone, and the autumn grass beside the stone is thin. The fragrance of wild bamboo invades the clothes, and the hibernation hangs thickly in the wild.

Cen Zhongyue returns, and the toad lights up in the sky. The osmanthus dew meets the fairy, and the clouds tease under the stars.

The desolate gardenias have fallen, and the mountain weeps clear. Below is Zhang Zhongwei, whose writing case is about to decay.

In Xiangshan, the rain makes the pines green, and the frost dyes the maple leaves red. The wind blows and the white clouds move, sending tenderness thousands of miles away.

Far up the Hanshan Mountain, the stone path is sloping, and there are people living in the white clouds. Stop and sit in the maple forest at night, the leaves are as red as the flowers in February due to frost.

--Du Mu, Jiang Shangfeng, Cheng Yanxiong Jiang Feng is naturally lush, and cannot compete with the power of pine trees. A leaf falls on the fisherman's house, and the setting sun brings autumn colors.

Sleeping in the Autumn Rain at Night by Bai Juyi It is clear and cold at dawn, but the frost has not yet risen, and the frost leaves are all red. Mountain Excursion Du Mu Parked the car and sat in the maple forest at night, the frost leaves were as red as the flowers in February.

Send Zhou Zi to visit Jingnan after his death. Cen Shen has orange blossoms in the mountain shop and new maple leaves in Jiangcheng. Listening to the Flute on a Moonlit Night in Jianglou Liu Cang Thoughts floated on the bright moon, the waves were white, and the sound entered the blue clouds and maple leaves in autumn.

Written on Yushan Ridge by Huangfu Zeng The autumn flowers look like snow, and the maple leaves cannot help but be frosted. Passing Man Cave, Song Zhiwen The forest is dark with maple leaves, and the garden is fragrant with orange blossoms.

Sending Wang Changling to Lingnan by Meng Haoran. When traveling far and near from Dongting, the maple leaves startle the autumn early. Jiang Shangfeng by Cheng Yanxiong Jiang Feng is so prosperous that he cannot compete with the power of Song Jun.

In the mountains, the maple tree on the east side of the fence is pregnant with Chengdu. Lu You. Under the red building in the west corner of Wumen, there is a red maple tree. I immediately looked at it. Early winter by Lu You The maple leaves are better when they are dying, and the plum blossoms are fragrant before they are moved.

Late Autumn Calligraphy by Lu You Maple Leaf is miserable at first, but Ju Cong doesn’t support it at all. Wen Zhengming's Landscapes, Qianlong's work dispels the heat in the old pine shade and lights up the new autumn maple leaves.

Sending Lord Masuda Shebo back to his country Lu Xun The hibiscus tree is in the autumn light, and the maple leaves shine like red leaves in the tender cold. In autumn in the south of the Yangtze River, chestnuts are as big as a fist.

The water carries the ice flow, the sun and the moon are white, the maple leaves are green, the sky is red, the sky is rainy and frosty.

7. What are the poems describing maple leaves?

The maple forest has withered late leaves, the rivers are far apart, and the Chu guests will return home miserably.

Looking at the misty river, the geese sing sadly; under the half-circle cool moon, the shadows of people are scattered.

After waking up from the wine, the tears were washed away by the phoenix wax, and the wind curtain rolled up the gold mud.

The rhyme of the anvil and pestle is high, recalling the lingering dreams; the fragrance of Qiluo diminishes, bringing back the remaining sorrow.

In Tinggao's split-breasted area, it's a difficult place to put together, so you have to cover your face and hold your clothes.

What’s more, resentment is bound to last forever, and there is no hope of seeing each other again.

In the book about expressing regrets, the silver hooks are full and empty; in the heartbreaking sound, the jade bamboo sticks are still hanging down.

Only God knows how many secret sorrows there are.

The maple forest is red and the late smoke is green, and the guests are full of gulls.

In the past twenty years, no one has grown bamboo, but they still borrow the name bamboo.

The spring breeze has not yet passed, but the autumn breeze has arrived, and everything is light with age.

Just spend your whole life chanting and chanting leisurely, and compose it into a song.

The maple forest is red, and the evening smoke is green. Every day, I face the gulls that live in Tingzhou, a water town, and I am full of the melancholy of exile and wandering. I love bamboo by nature. I have been homeless and have no land to grow bamboo for 20 years, so I still borrow bamboo as my name.

The spring breeze has not yet blown away, but the autumn wind has arrived. As I get older, I despise all earthly fate. I just chant my life's experiences on the idle water and compose them into the songs of boatmen and fishermen.