Proverbs and Poems in Autumn Begins
A Poem of Xu Hun is Inscribed In the Inn at Tong Gate on an Autumn Trip to the Capital. The arthur is Xu Hun.
Red leaves are fluttering in the twilight
Past this pavilion I ladle a cup of wine；
Clouds drift, returning towards Great Flower Mountain，
Scattered rain passes through the Middle Ridge.
Trees color a distant wall.
The sounds of the river seek the distant sea，
I will arrive at the Imperial City tomorrow ——
But I dream of woodsmen and fishermen.