The heart is as simple as a simple heart, and it is still for several years,
There is a taste in the world, and the most Qinghuan.
Welcome to pay attention to Qinghuan and read the beautiful poems.
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Cool autumn is not far away, winter is coming, and the cold is beginning,
Meng Dong October, lazy and comfortable, the years are quiet,
6 masterpieces of early winter, encountering the old times in poetry.
【Song】Lu You "Winter Qing"
Wu Zhongshuang snow late, early winter is the best time.
Dan Feng did not quit the forest, and Huang Ju was still a remnant.
The singing geese are in the long sky, and the scales swim to clear the pool.
Qi and unreloaded, waterside to the eyebrows.
Sitting leisurely on the stone, he also returned to the door.
The wild old lotus arrived, and smiled into a seclusion.
The wind and snow in Jiangnan came late, and early winter was a good time.
The maple leaves have not yet fallen, and the frost is especially red; The chrysanthemums are not exhausted, and the branches are yellowed.
From time to time, wild geese chirp and fly through the sky, and fish swim freely in the clear pool.
The weather is sunny, the climate is mild, and there is no need to wear heavy fur yet,
Sit leisurely on the rocks, or watch the clear pond, or go out and play.
Occasionally I meet the old farmers who have returned from the lotus hoe, and they smile at each other, as if they have a secret appointment.
This is probably the true meaning of idleness and seclusion, leaving the hustle and bustle of the earthly world,
Enjoy a quiet life with peace of mind, every day is a good day, and everywhere is beautiful.
* Ye Lao, Murano Old Man, refers to the old farmer.
* Hammer, hoe.
【Song】Liu Kezhuang "Early Winter"
The clear window fleas feel the morning sun, and the autumn sound outside the bamboo is gradually threatening.
The servant arranged a new warm pavilion and called the child to iron the old winter clothes.
The leaves are tender green wine is first ripe, and the orange cut yellow crab is fattening.
Rong Ju is full of envy, and the appreciation is never contradictory.
Sunny early winter, the morning sun outside the window is warm and lovely,
The wind blows through the bamboo forest, as if it is the voice of autumn as the final roar.
Let the servants go to the small pavilion that prepares the stove for heating, and calls on the children to tidy up last year's winter clothes.
Freshly brewed wine, with green foam like young leaves floating on it,
Cut the yellow orange and prepare the fat crab,
Hibiscus and chrysanthemums fill the courtyard, fragrant.
In such a beautiful season, everything is just right, how can it not make people happy?
* The first ripening of the leaf tender green wine, the rice wine fermented in ancient times, will float green foam, like young leaves, also known as "green ant wine".
【Tang】Bai Juyi "Early Winter"
The weather in Jiangnan is good in October, and the poor winter scenery is like spring flowers.
The frost did not kill the grass, and the desert sand was dry at the beginning of the warmth.
The leaves of the old cherry are as yellow as young trees, and the cold cherry blossoms are white flowers.
At this time, he was envious of the idlers who were drunk, and the five horses had no reason to enter the restaurant.
October in Gangnam is sunny and the winter is lovely, just like the spring dynasty.
The night frost is light and cold, and it has not yet destroyed the grass, but it falls thinly on the leaves,
In the warm sunshine, the frost shines like dried grains of sand.
The leaves of the old tree have yellowed, but they are still as tender as they were newborn,
The cherry blossom trees on cold days do not follow the chronological order and bloom with white branches.
Such a beautiful early winter, even the Taishou Bai Juyi, who is in a high position,
I can't help but envy those idlers who are idle and go in and out of the restaurant at will.
*Goma, meaning Taishou.
【Yuan】Han Yi "Dotted Lips, Early Winter"
At the beginning of the noon dream, the shadow of the half-window turned to the slanting sun tree. Look up at Mei Rui. Xiang Nuan had not opened.
A flash of cold, swept the ground and the west wind rose. No one arrives. Close the door. Self-contained idle text.
Waking up from a nap, people seem to be still in a dream,
Lazing on the bed, watching the sunset slowly turn the window and fall on the plum tree outside the window.
Suddenly wanted to see those budding plums, got up and went to the yard, only to find that even on the branches of the sun, the plum blossoms did not bloom.
The west wind swept across the ground, and I suddenly felt a chill.
At dusk, it was getting dark, and I didn't think there would be any friends visiting.
Close the courtyard door, return to the house, pick up the poetry book, and entertain yourself.
Quiet and leisurely rest days, even if you are alone, you have your own happiness.
【Song】Wu Qian, "Ten Songs of Mountain Residence in Early Winter"
Saving things change at any time, and the slanting sun is in sight.
The twilight clouds overlap blue, and the distant trees are light and crimson.
Chrysanthemum is cold dew, and reed blossoms are in the evening breeze.
Whoever shares a bottle has endless independence.
The seasons follow the seasons, and winter has arrived.
Dusk looks at the slanting sun independently, the twilight clouds are layered, and the leaves are dark red and light red,
Chrysanthemums grow proudly in the cold dew, and reed flowers float leisurely in the evening breeze.
Standing alone in the dusk wind, this glass of wine, no one to drink,
But the interest in the heart does not decrease, as if there is no end.
As long as you are at peace in your heart, you can find happiness in life anytime, anywhere.
【Song】Zhen Shanmin, "Early Winter"
A piano book and a bed, Dumen Pingran sent the year.
The pocket can pay the poetry debt, and the tired feet can still enter the drunken country.
That is, the old chrysanthemum is more durable, and the plum has been fragrant before opening.
Eyes are in charge of the scenery, and I don't know the world and are busier.
A piano, a table of books, a pen, a bed,
Close the door, let the years hurry, send the years away.
With no money in his pocket, he can pay off the poetry debt he owes,
The feet are tired, but fortunately there is a drunken country to rest.
Chrysanthemums are easy to age and bloom for a long time,
The plum blossoms have not yet bloomed, and there is already a fragrance first.
There are so many good scenery in front of you to dissipate,
And why look at the hustle and bustle in the red dust?
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