Ancient poems describing the first frost solar terms

The mountains and rivers are clear, the frost comes at night, and the trees are dark red and light yellow. "The season has reached the beginning of frost, and the autumn colors are getting stronger. In the first frost season, although the leaves are falling and the plants are yellow, there are also many good scenery that autumn is better than spring. Frosty red maple leaves and colorful chrysanthemums add a quiet beauty and elegance to the cold autumn. Climbing the autumn mountain, watching autumn leaves, enjoying autumn chrysanthemums and drinking chrysanthemum wine naturally become a kind of fun and custom.

If you want to be cold but not cold, let's feel the beauty of late autumn in ancient poetry while the autumn scenery is not exhausted this year!

Twenty-four solar term poems-the first frost in mid-September

Tangyuan town

The wind swept away, the clouds dispersed, leaving only Wan Li frost in the sky.

Wild jackals sacrifice the moon first, and fairy chrysanthemums meet Chongyang.

Autumn is sad and sparse, and Hongming remembers his hometown.

Who knows that a bottle of wine can make Baiqiu die.

Zhou Bo Xu Yi

Tang-Chang Jian

Boating on the Huaihe River, the first frost flows later.

The night tide invaded the shore for a long time, and the cold moon approached the city.

Pingsha waits for geese, and the pavilion listens to chickens.

Who can care about travel outside the cloud?

The first cream of the water tune song is beautiful and sweet.

Song-Ye Mengde

The first frost is quiet, and autumn promotes the west wind.

The cold sound is hidden in the ground, and the phoenix tree begins to listen to the night.

Looking back at the high market, the river is thousands of miles away.

Get drunk with you.

The drums are folded into Xiaoming, and the flying horse pulls the bow.

As the year is approaching, the guests smile and ask the old man.

Life is full of heroism, and Shen Ling is a hero.

What's it like to be a feast tiger? Shake your hand as soon as you hear the strings.

Two geese fall into the sky.

It's a pity to look back at the clouds when I'm old.

The first four days of the first frost were quite cold.

Song road trip

The grass trees turn yellow and the clouds close again.

Children hoe wheat, and the neighbors come back to life.

The eagle strikes like frost, and the stork knows that rain is coming.

Don't sigh at the ups and downs, there is a resurgence.

All kinds of disciplines on board.

Yuan-Wang Mian

The old tree turns to oblique light, and people surround the bamboo.

Expose deep flowers and air-cool, first frost crab paste fertilizer.

How strong is the heart of selling wine?

Fuck the boat, there's Miss Wu, and she's singing a new song.

South-central first frost

Ming-Wang Fuzhi

In the north, I am pregnant with a young woman. In the south, I blow white apples.

Deep in the desert, Cao Jiang scale market smoke.

Cui sleeves are still cold and thin, and Huang Hua has new tears.

Yanzhou unlimited orange, who sent to Xiang Jin.

Welcome the first frost.

Ming-He Jingming

The wind raised the cloud flag, and the drums wailed the road.

Last night, the jade branch was slightly frosty in front of the court.

You live in seclusion and go out in the cold.

Hu should avoid hard ice, this year will be dusk.

Dumen's first frost day work

Mao mingzheng

The wind and rain greeted the guests, and the sound of sobs filled the building.

Why do you look at the new moon with a shutter? It was frost and cold all night.

The poem with the first frost and the rising sun has the meaning of drinking the communes, which is also a contract.

Mingzhu pu

In September, frost, cold weather and grass decreased, and Sanqiu was in trouble.

I can spend a lot of time on my temples and talk about Sue's illness.

Du Laochang was penniless and drowned in a wine debt, and He Langxin became an official.

You must plan to see the snow in the east building, don't wait for the book to press.

The first frost night

Zhong Ping qingchen

Air and sea condense into wind, and darkness follows the cold rain to the curtains.

My heart is inexplicably wet, and my dreams are pitiful.

Xiao gazed dreamily at the tall building.

Qing Huang Tang Wan