Is there any scholar who can recommend a few poems of the ancients sighing with emotion about autumn?

I really feel that this autumn is different from every year. It can't be said that people change, but it can be said that the heart of the youth has changed ~
I want to find a few ancient poems here to experience whether the ancients also feel the same as me ~
Hehe, it has to be complete.
I thank everyone in advance ~

Answer 1

Of course, the following is a poem from the ancients:

The yellow leaves fall in autumn, but the time is late. Climbing High
2. The night sky is as cold as water, sitting and watching the morning glory and Vega. "Farewell to the Ancient Grass"
Autumn wind rises, white dew falls, plants shake and fall, zero dew falls. Climbing High
The sunset clouds and lone ducks fly together in autumn water, sharing the same color in the sky. Climbing High
5. The Yellow River rises far above the white clouds, a lonely city of ten thousand feet. "Inscription on Li Qingzhao's Tomb"
The sound of wind and rain in the night, how many flowers fall? "Spring Night's Rain"
7. The leaves of the trees know autumn, and the wind makes the night cold. "Autumn Night is about to break, and I feel the coolness outside the fence door."
Autumn comes late after the new rain in the empty mountains. Mountain Journey
The Yellow River rises far above the white clouds, a lonely city in the mountains. "Inscription on Li Qingzhao's Tomb"
10. Stop and sit in love with the maple forest. The frost leaves are redder than the flowers in February. Climbing High

He hoped that these poems could bring some inspiration to Qiu Gan.