Why is autumn always faintly sad in literati's works?

Commemorating Autumn Since ancient times, autumn has been a symbol of sadness, a manifestation of decline and a barometer of melancholy in life. Qu Yuan said, "Autumn wind is blowing, and Dongting waves are under the leaves." Song Yudao: "Alas, Qiu is angry! The bleak vegetation shakes down and becomes weak. " Cao Pi also wrote the same poem in Ge Yanxing, "The autumn wind is bleak and the weather is cool, and the vegetation is like frost." Nature is full of depression and fallen leaves, which first catches people's eyes. The image of nature makes people produce a kind of * * *, which is naturally associated with the four seasons of life from the four seasons of the universe. "A monk who doesn't know the number of Jiazi knows the autumn in the world." Autumn leaves fall, things and people, and sadness comes from them. As Lu Ji's "Wen Fu" said, "Sad leaves fall in autumn and joy comes in spring." The fading and glory of things lead to inner sadness and joy. Sorrow is the autumn of the soul. For example, Li Bai's "people are cold oranges, and autumn old phoenix trees." Jia Dao "Autumn wind blows the Weihe River, and leaves fall all over Chang 'an. "Liu Yong" is a luxury. "Li Shangyin" autumn frost flies late, leaving dry lotus to listen to the rain. Meng Haoran has no distance in autumn, and it is cold to go out. "In the Yuan Dynasty, Sadducees had a five-line saying:" Autumn wind blows Bai Bo, and autumn rain beats lotus. Three miles from Pinghu, passengers feel more autumn. Ma Dai, a poet in the Tang Dynasty, pushed this melancholy to the extreme: "The drooping leaves of foreign trees, the cold light of lanterns, the loneliness at night". "Wandering in a foreign land, I suddenly saw fallen leaves, the breath of autumn, sitting alone, and suddenly felt that even a teenager would grow old. An empty garden is full of dew, and a solitary wall is a wild monk. It is extremely cold and lonely, and it has experienced extreme vicissitudes. I want to say it and have a rest. Du Zimei is climbing a mountain, and I came from 3,000 miles away. With the sadness of autumn, with my sorrow of a hundred years, I climbed this height alone. The poet is away from home all the year round, and the autumn leaves suddenly fall. He thinks of the hardships of his life, the season of illness, the lost life, his melancholy, Wan Li and a hundred years, the boundless space and misty time, hardships and bitterness, and the poverty of a new station. His Eight Poems of Autumn Prosperity was written in the first year of Dali (AD 766) and lived in Kuizhou. His unpredictable life experience, wandering home, frustrated for help, national crisis and autumn desolation are integrated into one, desolate and tragic, boundless and melancholy, unstoppable and changeable, just like ". On this occasion, "I hope my art can bring me fame and free me from the office in my sick old age!" " The poet had no choice but to swim above Zhu Jiang. When he experienced the hardships at the bottom, he got a spiritual reward, "fly, fly, what am I like, just a sandpiper in the vast world!" " . Autumn, on the other hand, is a portrayal of artistic conception, cold, bleak, lonely, sad and simple. This is the prosperous realm of life and the bleak and cold realm that artists are striving for. "The sound of spring is loose, and several rows of autumn geese come." "Autumn is better than spring, and Wan Li is lonely and frosty." Wang Bo's artistic conception is more open. "The sunset is lonely in Qi Fei, and the autumn water is * * * one color." Li Bai-su is famous for his boldness. "Autumn geese are always accompanied by the wind. I am here to face the geese and drink my wine." Su Shi, a great genius, is growing old with the world. His works have colorful autumn. "Good years must be remembered, especially when it is orange, yellow and green." And the pain of the past, I can't remember it. "People are like Qiu Hong, and things are like spring dreams." There are also sighs of life like a dream. "The world is a big dream, and the autumn is crisp." Song Linbu imagined the scene of autumn. "Autumn sometimes flies alone, and the sunset is just cold smoke." Emotional Liu Yong, at this moment, put aside the shallow crooning and sang a bold song of "Rain on the river at night, washing the clear autumn". For Liu Zongyuan's "Fishing Alone in the Hanshui River" in the Tang Dynasty, "There are no birds in hundreds of mountains, and there are no footprints in thousands of paths. A boat, a bamboo cloak, an old man fishing in the cold river-snow. " Wang Shizhen, a Qing man, fished a river by himself in autumn. "A boat, with a hat, a piece of silk and an inch long hook. Sing a song, drink a bottle of wine, and catch a river alone. " The poet is independent and detached from the world, and his realm is extraordinary and fascinating. The world always likes the prosperity of spring and refuses the ruthlessness and loneliness of autumn. However, autumn is a season that people cannot avoid the inevitable experience. Whether it is the autumn of season or the autumn of life, with experience and suffering, autumn will be mature and harvested, and there will be the old realm of art. In history, many literati have sung the songs of autumn: Liu Yuxi wrote two poems about autumn: since ancient times, autumn has been sad and lonely, and I say autumn is better than spring. There is no one in the clear sky in Wan Li, and a crane, Ling Yunfei, has aroused my meditation on the blue sky. The mountains and rivers are clear and frosty at night, and several trees are deep red and light yellow. Try to go to the bottom of the building, but I'm afraid of spring fever. The poet Yang Wanli, on the other hand, appreciates the different beauty of autumn from another angle. In his Walking in Late Autumn, he said: Autumn is not necessarily sad, but pleasantly cold. The green pools are all red, but the lotus leaves are still open with the smallest money. From autumn scenery, Li Bai felt the prosperity and rapidity of autumn, which was crisp and pleasant, and the autumn color went straight to the pen: I feel that autumn is prosperous, who said that autumn is sad? The mountains will set the sun, and the water will clear the sky. Autumn is a sign of aging, and so is the idiom "old-fashioned". However, on the other hand, it is a symbol of maturity and old age, and it is an external manifestation of coldness and vastness; It is the autumn moon, and the magpie bridge flies; The maple leaves rustle, and Qiu Chan is silent. At this moment, the leaves have completed a reincarnation, giving themselves to the earth and to the stout roots, which is pregnant with a new round of maturity and harvest in the transformation. Therefore, autumn is the love of fallen leaves for roots and the yearning of geese for the sky; The dedication of autumn is selfless, and the realm of autumn is far-reaching. Pastoral poet Wang Wei lives in seclusion in the mountains, poetry, calligraphy and painting, and meditation. Every time he said, "I will walk until the water stops me, and then sit and watch the rising clouds", his feeling about autumn is unforgettable and simple. His physical state is natural, his image is ethereal, his feelings and scenery are harmonious, and his eyes are mountains and rivers, which are mountains and rivers in his heart and mountains in his image. His groups of landscape poems are all landscape paintings, and I read them.