This year's Double Ninth Festival, let's share some poems related to Double Ninth Festival, and feel the atmosphere of Double Ninth Festival in these poems.
Vacation in the mountains reminds me of my brothers in Shandong.
[Tang] Wang Wei
I am a lonely stranger in a strange land, and I miss my family more often during the holidays.
When I think of my brothers' bodies climbing high, I will feel a little regret for not being able to reach me.
Drunk flowers and fog, thick clouds and sorrow forever.
[Song] Li Qingzhao
The mist is thick and the clouds are thick, and the days are sad. Kapoor is among the birds in the incense burner.
The festival is also a double ninth festival, and the jade pillow gauze kitchen is half cold at night.
Dongli drinks until dusk, and faint chrysanthemum fragrance overflows his sleeves.
Mo Tao doesn't forget me, the curtain rolls west wind, and people are thinner than yellow flowers.
March for nine days, thinking about Chang' an home.
[Tang] Cen Can
On the ninth festival of the ninth day of September, I reluctantly climbed to the heights to look out, but no one could deliver wine in the marching war.
I look at my hometown Chang 'an with a heavy heart. The chrysanthemums around this battlefield are scattered.
No.9 mountain climbing
Du Mu
On the river, the geese just flew south, and they made friends with wine and hip flask mountain.
Laughter makes people laugh, when chrysanthemums are in full bloom.
Only by indulging in the Double Ninth Festival, there is no need to sigh and hate the afterglow of the sunset.
After all, life is a short history, so why do you cry like Qi Jinggong?
Yu Changan returned to Yangzhou on September 9th.
General manager Jiang
The heart flies away from the south cloud,
Follow the geese in the north.
Chrysanthemums under the fence in my hometown,
When does it bloom today?
Climbing to the observatory, I saw a magician's song and presented it to Liu Taishou.
[Tang] Cui Shu
Emperor Wendi left us this platform, and I climbed up to watch the dawn coming.
Yunfeng in Sanjin area extends to the north, while rain in Liangling area blows to the west.
Who knows where the guard at the door or the magician on the river bank is except me?
Looking for Peng Zezai again, Tao Ran * * * drunk chrysanthemum cup.
Shane Ran Ran Qiu Guang can't stay.
Li Yu
Ran Ran Qiu Guang can't stay, and the red leaves are full of dusk.
It's the Double Ninth Festival again, landing on the pavilion and fragrant dogwood.
Purple chrysanthemums, floating in the courtyard, rainy at night in the smoke cage.
Brave brave new swallow's cold voice, worried about similar age.
White Chrysanthemum at Chongyang Banquet
Bai Juyi
A yard full of golden chrysanthemums with a bunch of flowers in the middle, the flowers are so lonely.
Just like today's feast, the old man went to the place where the young man went.
Jiuri Longshan ge
li po
On the ninth day of the Longshan banquet, yellow chrysanthemums were in full bloom.
Watching the autumn wind blow off my hat, moon, moon, moon.
It will be on September tenth.
li po