On autumn nights, I like to sleep with the singing of crickets. Crickets, commonly known as crickets, also have an elegant name "promoting weaving", and Xie Shuo in the southern dynasty has a poem: "Autumn night promotes weaving, and the southern neighbor is in a hurry". "Crickets only know that autumn is early, plantains are getting rain a lot", crickets are the messengers of autumn, in a cricket's chant and singing, make autumn more intense, but also make poetry stronger!
It's that cricket, poetry about crickets, listen to crickets on autumn nights!
Crickets (one of them)
Song-White Jade Toad
The gray hair came a few more stems in autumn, and the sea of Pingpeng Lake was trapped in life.
Three more banana shadows outside the window, the sound of crickets at the head of the bed in September.
The first smell of crickets in the trial yard
Song-Hua Town
Sycamore leaves fall in front of the window, and the sound of crickets under the bed.
The skinny bones can't help but be heavy in autumn, and the night is empty and dreamy.
cricket
Song - Shi Xinghai
The young man was puzzled, and he went down to fight for the autumn.
Tonight, the rain window could not be heard, and the sound was full of white heads.
Watching the crickets has a feeling
Song - Gu Feng
Insects can also hurt, and what to do is strong.
Yum eventually dies, and the autumn is empty.
Chanting the remnants of the moon, cold grass root frost.
If it does not enter the hands of children, who can be shorter and longer.
Autumn Garden Yong (one) crickets
Song-Xue Xunzu
Weird knows the season, and when the time comes.
The empty steps sounded overnight, and several people were shocked.
Chirping chills, Xiao Xiao helps the leaf sound.
No one is sad and unsympathetic.
cricket
Song Aisex
Not from the grass with a cry, but from the west wind into my bed.
The heart is very sad, and the autumn groan grows with the night.
The sound of insects is early in the year, and the moon shadow of the half-tree plane tree is cool.
Remembering the heavy beard and the willow, the athlete caged Rudou Xianyang.
Smell anvils and crickets
Ming-Li Yu
The early night depression jade leaks, who pounds the anvil under the moon.
A few sounds until the pillow should be broken, and the crickets groan before the restep.
cricket
Qing-Li Siwei
Shanguojiang Village is cool after rain, and the west wind blows cold bean blossoms.
There are few pedestrians on the fence path, and the sun is setting when the crickets groan.
Guest house crickets
Qing - Liu Man
Birth is not spring, wind and frost traverse the body.
Long Ming only to the moon, into the household temporarily depended on the person.
Travel to the heavenly mole cave, cold paving the fallen leaves.
The guest is full of drama, and the comic is bitter.
cricket
Qing-Lu together
It is difficult to determine the sound, and the reason is not true.
Bitter will step down and say with the dream person.
The wind invades the night, and the river of stars is about to go to the morning.
Yuqi he is good in the day, and he is not called the body.