The beginning of an ancient poem about autumn

The wind is getting colder, the fallen leaves know autumn, and summer and autumn alternate between cold and warm.

I walked alone in Qujiangtou, and I went back to the horse to have a good time. Xiao Sa breeze, declining temples, who will teach you later.

Where should I see it in autumn? Ask Baiyun Temple. In the dark, cicadas sing in the shadows of trees, slightly invading butterflies around orchids. Slightly moved to the cool air, and the summer heat still exists recently.

Nine strange floating flowers are reduced, and a thousand peaks are cool. Change clothes to prevent bamboo dusk, Shen Guo is shocked by spring cold. Palace Que rang, flowers pestle scattered, clear sky Wan Li. High ... summer forgiveness is like hearing the voice of moral decay, and it makes people happy when it is cold.

Although the phoenix tree fell early, it was always singing by crickets. On the first night, the Milky Way was full of cows and girls, who worshipped at the end of the red sun. The court is looking for Xuanzhenzi, and the crab house is full of fish and smoke.