What are the poems describing autumn in Yimeng Mountain?

Hou Li has a beautiful saying in "Living in Seclusion with Li Xun", which is often like a pit. Yu Yidong is a guest. He is like a brother. Drunk sleep autumn quilt, hand in hand with Japanese counterparts. I prefer to live in seclusion and look for Guo Sheng in the north. Getting started with Gao Xingfa, serving children. The scenery is cold and the clouds set off the ancient city. Who keeps singing praises to oranges and asking for soup? I don't want to talk about money

"Yimeng Mountain Fu" spans the land of Yimeng and overlooks Daigu Xiongfeng. Hold the hand of Mount Tai in the west and listen to the voice of the Yellow Sea in the east. North pillow swallow mountain range, south lying Huaihai court. 800 Li gallops, 100 thousand times cracks and collapses. Now in spring, there is a clear stream here, and everything is beautiful. The dangers are strange, and the goshawk is discouraged; Hiding in a secluded cave, Sun Bin's heart disappeared. Lucky bird totem, the origin of Dongyi culture; Spring tides surge and Yimeng civilization begins.

Tracing back to the source, the mountain wind has a thousand years, and the bones have been pine for a thousand years. Poets leave their names and tourists miss the past. The emperor admired the royal driving, and the canopy was fragrant; The hermit returned to the forest and disappeared, and the shadow walked alone. Du Fu wakes up and sings poetry, while Li Bai is drunk and distinguishes fog. Confucius helped the pestle, lost in thought and sighed; The hanging pot in the Ghost Valley is a masterpiece of mystery.