Ancient poems describing red maple

"Autumn Mountain" [Song] Yang Jiu has been an old dyer all his life and made iron soap scarlet by mistake. Xiaofeng stole wine all night, but she was lonely and unbearable, covering up her drunkenness.

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".

That night, I saw off guests on Xunyang River, and maple leaves and rushes rustled in autumn-Bai Juyi's pipa trip.

Idle away the good time and miss the injury. Raise your eyebrows and cry, and take a look at the maple leaf. -Hu's "Autumn Mourning"

"Autumn Night" Tang Du Muyin painted a cold screen with a candle and a small fan flapping at fireflies. Day and night are as cool as water. Sit and watch the morning glory and Vega. There are thousands of maple leaves, lush foliage, shaded rivers and bridges, and the sails are late —— In Jiangling, I am anxious to send my son back to 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.

Night berth Jiande Jiangtang Meng Haoran When my boat was sailing in the fog, the days were getting shorter and the memories of the old days began. The vastness of the wilderness is deeper than trees, and the moon is very close to the moon.

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 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.

Send Meng Haoran's "Dongting in the South of Wang Changling" to a distant place, and the maple leaves will surprise the autumn.

Jiang Feng Cheng Xiong Yan Jiang Feng is depressed and has no strength to compete with Song Jun.

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.