2. Love Poems about Red Leaves: Thousands of Maple Leaves, Shade of Twilight Sails on River Bridges —— In "Jiangling Sorrow Hope to Send Children 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.
Sleeping in Jiande Jiang Haoran at night When my boat was sailing in the fog, at dusk, ancient memories began to emerge: how vast the world is, how close the trees are to heaven, and how clear the moon in the water is! .
The rain in Xiangshan is loose and green, and the frost is red in maple leaves. The wind blows white clouds, and Wan Li sends tenderness.
Jiang Feng became Xiong Yanjiang Feng, who was very depressed and didn't compete with Song Yun.
Send Meng Haoran to Lingnan Dongting, Wang Changling, near and far, and maple leaves will surprise autumn early.
Jiang Fengcheng Jiang Feng is depressed and does not argue with Song Yun.
Fengxiang was in Hua Jing late, and Jinshan was in the shadow.
The red Ye Feng forest is full of tongues, and the yellow mud is wild and dances with chickens.
Frost-dyed crow maple is drunk in the sun, and cold rushes to Jinghe River with ice flow.
Wild geese fly high, the sun and the moon are white, and the green maple turns red in the frosty sky.
3. The maple leaves in ancient poems have feelings of parting. I want to ask Ouyang Xiu about the "Snow Magnolia" in those ancient poems. If it is sentimental, it will be old. What does this mean? Thin as light silk, like waves. On the shore of a ship, maple leaves are in full bloom, enjoying the past. It is necessary to think more about the world, not a dream. Li Yu's Sauvignon Blanc is a mountain with two mountains. Wild geese fly high, and the moon is idle. Cao Xun's "Ninety Miscellaneous Poems of Mountain Dwelling" is rich in autumn, with thick frost and cold clothes. Pick the vegetables lightly when you are tired, and bask in the sun on the eaves. When people go to sing and drink, the geese come and can't hear anything. The hospitality can't attract them, and the maple leaves fly sadly. Send them to Huainan from my brother and they will be sent home. The city is very high and looks far away. Old friends hate suffering. They hate new people. Crows crow at dusk. Crows crow at dusk and dusk. "Send Zhou Zi to Jingnan" Cen Can was too late first, and his family was poor to find an old friend. He is ashamed of the dust in Kansai. Orange blossoms in Shandian and new maple leaves in Jiangcheng. If you pass by the martial arts, you should see the king of Chu. "Jiangling is worried about watching the shore" in Xuan Ji Maple Leaf. When there is no rest in the east day and night, "Send Fan Xi Shu Zhao" travels around the world on Chongyang, and the maple leaves shake the Dan, which is already frost. I will accompany the lotus curtain guest when I am sick, and send Shi Qulang and Du Lingyan to mourn in the coming year, dreaming of returning to my hometown. I'm afraid I'll be separated from the old and forget the old.
4. What are the love poems about "Red Leaves"? The love poem about "Red Leaves" is 1.
Laugh at Zhu Hu. Suyun condensed the pale moon, which was beautiful.
Duck head spring water, Mulan boat outside the door. I am used to blowing flowers and picking flowers.
Meet at night. When the flute leans against the floor.
You should hate not mentioning red leaves to send acacia. 2. "Liang Zhu Bi Tai Hongye Garden" Time: Song Author: Yan Bi Tai Hongye Garden.
When Jin Ju opened its business, it was near the Double Ninth Festival. Every day, lotus leaves the green fan.
Smoke in the powder pool is like practice. Try to lean against the cool breeze to sober up the noodles.
When the word goose comes, it meets the building. When will it be frost-proof?
Whose reed flute blows autumn grievances? 3. "Linjiang Xianzi Taoli Feihua Chunlao" Time: Song Author: Jiang Teli Taoli Feihua Chunlao, Haitang Xiang.
Before the court, the red medicine had already happened. Before bloom, there was Kao.
From now on, you must get drunk every day, so don't interfere with your business. I'm not too lazy when I'm old.
Your majesty, look. Pan's sideburns are frosted. 4. "He Xin Lang Mei Rui vaguely" Time: Song Author: Han Pei Mei Rui vaguely.
Years old, Hua Shen, but embarrassed, bonzi idle. Surrounded by mountains, wild forests and red leaves, the sunset is lonely.
I want to send it. What is a cloud? The substrate is sparse and steep, similar to flowers that don't blow incense.
Reluctant to fold, so happy. It's freezing in western Western jackdaw.
It's beautiful at the beginning of the trough. Drink the same wine if you want to get drunk, and it will pay off.
Old attitude, muddy invasion. Explore the existence of solitary springs.
Ren is a white plum. Empty, how can you?
5. "Xie Xinen Can't Stay" Time: Tang Author: Li Yu can't stay, full of red leaves. It's the Double Ninth Festival again, landing on the pavilion and fragrant dogwood.
Purple chrysanthemums, floating in the courtyard, rainy at night in the smoke cage. Brave brave new swallow's cold voice, worried about similar age.
5. Collect poems and articles related to maple leaves and love stories. The love story of maple leaves has been circulated in this magical land of Lv Xian. There is a beautiful legend about 99 Bindilian flowers. There is a silly maple leaf, dreaming happily of every Bindilian picked by hand. When all 99 Bindilian maple leaves are picked by hand, it will give him his favorite water, and then say the three most sacred words to the water and propose to her. But the maple leaf loves the wrong one. People sometimes need to speak out loud. If you don't say it, the other party may never know that a tall handsome boy is running in the water and telling Ye that she is getting married. At that moment, Maple Leaf's heart was broken. Is the maple leaf red? No, it is the maple leaf's heart that is dripping blood, which has dyed every corner of Lv Xian mainland red. That night, Shuier got married. Maple leaves have insomnia. Maple Leaf wants to leave Lv Xian for a long journey, which is very sad, but Maple Leaf doesn't want to give up her favorite water, because Maple Leaf knows that this trip may be a farewell to Maple Leaf, leaving only one piece. I can see my favorite water every day, but it is intoxicating to see their intimate figure. Maple leaf's heart stung inexplicably. Everything is the same as before. The maple leaf is still the leaf in the water mouth, but the maple leaf knows that from that moment on, everything has changed. Maple leaves are confused and hate themselves. Since love the water didn't tell her earlier, Maple Leaf knew it was too late now. The maple leaf is finally far away. The travel time is set in the afternoon. Only the water will see me off. There is only one sentence: will you come back to see me? On the other side of the mainland, Shuier's sister Han Han is proposing marriage. Can you marry me? I want to leave you the maple leaf. The bride is Shuier's sister Han Han, but Maple Leaf is wrong. Love is selfish and cannot be divided into two. Although maple leaves also like cold love, sometimes it is also a kind of injury. Finally one day, husband, do you love me more or my sister more? Maple Leaf was speechless, but Maple Leaf knew that he had made his wife sad, and then Hanhan went to a far, far place, and Shuishui also went to a new continent called Tian Kai. Maple leaves have also left Lv Xian, a continent full of beauty and sadness. Now, in this new continent of Tian Kai, maple leaves and water fall in love. Just yesterday, Shuier finally agreed to marry Maple Leaf. Maple leaf is really happy. Maple Leaf hopes everyone can share the joy of Maple Leaf.
6. Hongye's poems, ancient poems and love poems are as far away as Hanshan and some people are in Bai Yunsheng.
Stop and sit in the maple forest late, and the frost leaves are red in February.
Looking at the oriental maple trees in the mountains, I had a trip to Chengdu.
At the west corner of Wumen, under the Red Mansion, you can see a maple tree at a glance.
Looking back on the past, I swam like a dream, and the west wind blew tears and dried up.
Jiang Shang feng cheng Xiong Yan
Jiang Feng is depressed and has no strength to compete with Song Jun.
A leaf falls on the fisherman, and the sunset brings autumn colors.
Jiangling is anxious to send his son there.
There are thousands of maple leaves, and the river bridge hides the sunset sails.
Remember that your heart is like the Xihe River, which flows eastward day and night.
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.
Yushanling Zuo Huang Fu Zeng
Riding a horse leisurely, the journey link.
Deep cloud sinus in the late Qing Dynasty, clear Liang Shi in the cold platform.
Autumn flowers are like snow, and maple leaves can't help frost.
Worries about the future have gone, and the sun is setting in the empty suburbs.
Shu Guo Xi An Li He
Fengxiang is quiet at night, and the scenery of Jinshan is beautiful.
When the stone falls, the apes mourn, and the bamboo clouds worry about half the ridge.
The cool moon gives birth to Qiupu, and the jade and sand sparkle.
Tears can't bear to cross the winding pond.
On Miao and Dai Calligraphy in San Lv
Yuan and Xiang flow endlessly, why do you complain about Qu and Song?
In late autumn, the smoke rises and the maple trees whisper.
7. Ask for a love poem about maple leaves.
The flaming maple leaves fall and miss each other.
Light a passionate autumn for me.
The north wind often misses your face.
I chased it with my heart.
I really want to read your delicate face.
The flaming maple leaves fall and miss each other.
Its warmth wants to save winter.
Because I love the space you have no choice but to cross.
I put away my tears.
Afraid of soaking the blood-red ground in late autumn.
The north wind gently shook the wind chimes on the eaves.
Want to wake up the frozen love.
Affectionate snowflakes covered the sleeping earth.
Always remember who is alone on a cold night.
Longing for maple leaves, more worried about loving the night pavilion.
Aurora takes away your season's waiting.
Trouble reminds me of your quiet and beautiful face.
I dyed the maple leaf red with love and wine
Looking forward to the familiar face yesterday.
I just want you by my side.
8. Autumn Love Poetry Collection "Autumn Heart Wing"
Autumn heart
Autumn mood
Like a pair of flying wings
Let the pleasant feeling fly
The sky is higher and bluer.
In the wider sky, I don't hesitate.
Downwind direction
forward
Free walk
Butterflies in the wind
Butterflies in the wind
Lost the bright red rose
In the autumn of confetti and gold fans
be bright in the eye
Always thought
Fallen leaves are your other half.
Fly with fallen leaves
Withered by fallen leaves
Throw the past in the autumn rain and cry.
Throw the past in the autumn rain
Wandering shoes are used to crying.
advance
Will get lost in the fallen leaves
weaken
Summer is still a secret that cannot be opened.
Ask you, ask yourself?
On a starry night,
And the moon with you.
In the autumn wind blowing season
Is there still a sweet candy worth remembering?
Maple leaves in the afternoon
The sunshine in late autumn
hemorrhagic
incarnate
Maple leaves in the afternoon
Put this waste heat
Put it in the envelope.
Send it to a colder night.
The last fairy tale
I am a piece.
Leaves that have just lost hope
Be on cloud nine, want to realize
Last wish
Is to lie on the road you pass.
Let go of your steps.
In this difficult city
Give you one last touching touch.
9. The poem about leaves is about whether the departure of love leaves is the pursuit of the wind or the persistence of the tree.
The book Huai Nan Zi says, "When you were young, you saw a leaf and knew the dusk of the world." "A leaf falls, you know the world is autumn."
The book Huai Nan Zi says, "When you were young, you saw a leaf and knew the dusk of the world." There is also a poem that says: "A leaf falls to know the autumn on earth."
Stop and sit in the maple grove late, the frost leaves are red in February, and the lotus leaves are infinitely colorful. I don't know who cut the green leaves when I reflected the sunlight. The spring breeze in February is like scissors, harvesting the leaves of the pre-Qin Book of Songs. A gentleman has wine and can taste it as appropriate. There is a rabbit head, a gun to burn, and a gentleman has wine, which can be offered as appropriate.
There is a rabbit head, which is burnt, and a gentleman has wine. There is a rabbit head, a coke gun, and a gentleman has wine, and his words will be rewarded.
Kong Shaoan's early autumn leaves are startled and fall like a guest. If you don't want to go down, cherish the old forest.
And Du Ti red leaves Tang Bai Juyi Hanshan October Dan, frost leaves are new for a while. It seems that the fire can't burn out, and flowers don't wait for spring.
Even rows of crimson accounts, throwing red scarves around. There are only two people before the wind.
Bai Juyi of Hongyetang lives in Qiu Shu. He has been drinking for many years. Drunk as frost leaves, although red is not spring.
Look at the cold dew on the buttonwood leaves on the moonlit night and the white dew on the same leaves of Xiao Shu in the Tang Dynasty. The water drops are clear and full of light, bright and cold.
The wind shakes the jade, and the branches move the beads. The wind is cold and it seems to be an autumn night, and the sound is slightly midnight.
Condensed air flows everywhere, and wet things should look clean. Don't get tired of peeping, it's harder to get together.
The title of "Tong Ye Tang Du Mu" fell into the old stream last year, and it returned to the leaf as a poem. Today, Jiang Lou sent Yan, which coincided with last year's topic.
Unfortunately, Ye returned to his hometown, but it flowed eastward without vitality. Laugh and feast with melancholy, and the breeze leaves on the moon.
Zhuang Zuopeng's wound is in the same dream, and Tao Qian's life experience is in two stages. Five colors and one pill become empty words, and it is even more doubtful that the stone is rotten.
A lot of money is like a piece of paper, why should it be as profitable as a cone? The god of wealth is invincible, and the wine saint is a few to me.
Qiu Guang toad pavilion mirror by the river, with green eyebrows in front of the sill. The bottle is light and full of chrysanthemums, and the eaves shadow obliquely invades half a game of chess.
Don't point out that official travel is skillful and clumsy, you can only pray to God for stupidity. Wu smokes third-class cigarettes and gives birth to thoughts. It is better to chat with idle people.
The fallen leaves sent Chen Yu, Tang Yu, and Angel Han. The fallen leaves did not rest, and the broken canopy did not return. Gone with the wind is always different, and when you meet it, you will temporarily rely on it.
Whispering in the middle of the night, long and cold. Who bid farewell to a teenager, tears wet his clothes.
When Tang Lang was far away, she heard the sound of poplar leaves blowing sadly, and Hu Ma hated the wind. If it is a cold moonlit night in Yanmen, sand should be rolled up at this time.
In Lotus Leaf Soup, Li Qunyu's root is jade in the mud, and his heart is nectar. It was planted in Tang Jun and buried in Ren Chunpu.
In front of the pavilion, the osmanthus tree in Guiyetang was born in, fragrant. What I saw in the sky today was a mid-month climb.
Luo Yin with red leaves in the Tang Dynasty can't resist the desolate city shore, so it's better to take a picture at night. The wild is sunny and frosty, and the mountains are cold and rainy.
Wandering Fuling Road, Beauty Changxin Palace. By the end of the year, the meaning of shaking down will be endless.
The leaves fell in the Tang Dynasty too late in autumn, so I saw my neighbors outside the window. Who is surprised in the world, Lin alone sweeps the frequency.
Xiao Sao moonlit night, overlapping early frost morning. It was cloudy yesterday, and the sound of singing birds gave the trees a breath of spring.
After listening to the fallen leaves and clear snow in the Chu trees in the Tang Dynasty, the evening wind fell. Because of the memory of the night of the old country, several plants are empty by the water.
Boil the tea and simply burn it, and the moss will turn red. I won't leave here next year, I will see green bushes.
The title of fallen leaves The frost scene in the Tang Dynasty's "Sikongshu" urges dangerous leaves, and today the tree is half empty. Depression makes countries different, and scattered travelers are the same.
Cold water floats on the shore, and night insects hold it in order. You can enjoy the wind and get Luoyang Palace.
The green direction of the fallen leaf Wang Tangjian is uneven, and the first piece of red has overlapped. The atrium has just begun to be swept, and three or two leaves surround the tree.
The fallen leaves Wang Tang Zhou Sulu wants to be crisp, and the young woman is jealous. In cold months, the wind is blowing and the leaves are dry and red.
In the Tang dynasty, there was no road around the alley, the stream was red, and the depression drove the north wind. Birds stay in other forests, and singing insects are carried in floating water.
Small stones are first buried, but long branches are not finished. Lishi, holding a frosted book, is reading in the white clouds.
Wu Ronglu, a red leaf in the Tang Dynasty, was exposed to frost and sunny. And the smoke falling in autumn will be a thousand miles of love with the waves.
Several birds are hiding in jathyapple, but the whole family is accompanied by the sound of flies. At that time, I didn't hate watching the breeze cut into colors.
When the leaves fell, the red shadow of Wu Rong in the Tang Dynasty drifted to the green shadow, leaving the forest and not knowing where to go. The colorless smoke with sadness is still there, and hatred has turned into crying.
If the current should follow Wan Li, don't fly alone because of the wind. In the suburbs of Chu, the autumn sound of thousands of trees is urgent, and the guest clothes make the evening.
The fallen leaves of the Tang dynasty are red after the rain and idle fields. Looking back at spring, I believe there is autumn wind.
Several places follow the running water, and the river is in chaos. You should only be on your own, not with you.
Banana leaves, Tang Dynasty, and newly-cut Weaver Maid are swaying in the wind. Just because of Di Qing's spring strike, he leans on the banner of the East Wall.
See the yellow leaves in Yuezhou. Zhang Tang said that seeing yellow leaves with white heads is a complex geometric figure. Under the empty tree, there is no political song.
Lotus leaf in the Tang Dynasty, Zheng Gu moved the boat, splashing poor green, leaning against the sill wind to shake the handle. Thank you, happy people, for staying in the rain.
Zhang Xian's "Spring in the Flower Hall" The length of lotus seeds in the Song Dynasty is uneven. Seagulls fly in the green area of Mount Ji.
The water in the sky is hydrated, and it is too late to draw pictures. The figure moves in the mirror.
Peach leaves are shallow and apricot red is deep and light. The obstacle surface of the river avoids the oblique light.
Share the greenery and return to the shade. Liang Zhu, Song, Fan Chengda, Chun Lai, Pole, Tian Shui.
Grass and geese, green and breeze. The original painting is Yu Yi Wan Bai Zhuan.
Hengtang Tower is near and far. It is cold in Jiangguo, and farming is late.
Village north village south, Grain Rain plows the fields. Xiumailiangang mulberry leaves are cheap.
Looking at the new cocoon. Resentment Wang Qingzhao Lake is windy, autumn dusk, red and fragrant.
Water and mountains are close to each other, and it is not bad to say that it is strong. Lotus seeds become old lotus leaves, green dew washing, apple flowers and plants.
The heron sleeping in Sha Ou didn't look back. It seemed annoying, but people came back early. Huanxisha Song Ouyang Xiu leaves green apricot drooping.
The branches are thin and the willows fly. Late at night at the Japanese Academy.
I hate romantic love, but there is no news to return. Cheeks speechless, eyebrows low.
Qingping music song Yan Shu Qiu Guang till evening. Brother opened the banquet first.
The leaves of the forest are still red. After the rain, the yard was covered with moss.
Xiao Niang advised me to be Jin Yan. Sing new words diligently.
What is life without drinking when you are old?