Solar Term Poetry and Its Understanding

Today's autumnal equinox, the length of day and night, half cold and half hot. The summer heat fades to cold, the cold condenses, and it gets colder every night.

Facing the fallen leaves in autumn, the poet has many feelings. Let's enjoy the ancient poetry of the autumnal equinox and solar terms and feel autumn in the poetry.

Appreciation: It's almost the autumnal equinox, the sound of spring water is in my ears, and the wind blows away the clouds that cover the moon. Stepping on moss, pacing, looking for inspiration, leaning on stones to think about articles. I like the silence of autumn night best.

Appreciation: At the autumn equinox, the sky is crisp, the clouds in the sky are also dispersed, and Lei Gong is also silent. The world is silent, and the cold and summer are equally divided today. This is a good time.

Appreciation: On the autumn equinox, the poet sent his friends back to Jinshan Temple. In the mountains of Jinling, cicadas are singing endlessly, as if longing for the autumnal equinox. My friend's temple was on the island, so I went home by boat. The setting sun disappeared with the waterfront, and the bells in the temple reached the ears through the tide. It is conceivable that under the Zen forest, the moonlight is reflected and the incense burner is burning.

Appreciation: When the weather turns cold, the heart becomes quieter and clearer, and people's emotions always calm down during this time. In addition to the temperature in autumn, sometimes a sobering word will make people feel the coolness and calmness brought by autumn.

Appreciation: Autumn has reached the autumnal equinox season when the wind is clear and the dew is cold, and autumn is over half. In the cool moonlight, sweet-scented osmanthus wafts into the distance. Looking back at the banquet in Fairy Palace, plain clothes danced in his clothes, and his figure was scattered, playing the sound of Zhao Hua silk and bamboo all night.

Appreciation: Autumn came early this year, and the leaves fell before they turned yellow. The cricket should still be under the eaves, as if suddenly approaching my bed. Time flies, and I am getting old. Let it stay here a little longer.

Pick up a glass of wine and open a book next to it. When I drink, I usually read ancient books. When I think of the enlightened period of Emperor Yao Di, I can't help feeling a lot. Although I am old, my boring nature has not disappeared, and I am still so casual.

Appreciation: On this autumnal equinox night, the poet misses his hometown. The dew in my hometown should be white. The moon is bright, the empty mountains are quiet and the weather is sunny. I can only hear the geese flying by. The beans in Nanshan should be ripe. When can I retire to my hometown and grow my own beans?

Appreciation: Chai Jingyi, a poetess in Qing Dynasty. On the autumnal equinox, she missed her son. In the poem, I hope my son will come home as soon as possible.

Swallows will fly away tomorrow, and autumn will enter a new stage tomorrow. Wandering abroad, I have been selling goods for a living. It's time to get ready to come back early. Don't wait until it snows in winter.

Appreciation: As a poem with meaning, the writing of "Yi Xian Qing" is closer to "Xing" with intention or not. Perhaps the poet had no clear intention to express his ambition, but when he climbed to the top of the mountain, he touched something and triggered an association. His feelings were integrated with the environment, thus integrating the feeling of understanding for a moment into the description of the late sunny scenery, so it was particularly natural and seamless.

Autumn night,

The weather in Gao Lu is very cold.

Quiet night,

Light a lamp, open a book,

Quietly enjoying the cold night like water.

This autumn is worth looking forward to.