2, Jiujiuhuanghua wine, climbing must smell. _ _ _ _ Cen Can's "Climbing Mountain No.9 with Doctors"
3, looking for Chongyang under the fence, drunk dew chrysanthemum. _ _ _ _ Wu Wenying's "An Inch of Gold, Autumn Feeling"
4, the season is double ninth, and chrysanthemums hate long. _ _ _ _ Xu Can's "Bodhisattva Man Autumn Boudoir"
5, Fengcheng Song Guan has a new sound. -Yan's "Partridge Day, Nine Days of Sad Autumn"
6. It is also a mistake to stay in the guest dance at night. -Du Fu's "Nine Days of Yang Feng's First Meeting with White Water Cui Mingfu"
7. Self-picked cream onions should be recommended. -Wu Wenying's "Liang Zhu Jiu Tian and Wu Jianshan Yun"
Homesick poems on Double Ninth Festival
"Mountain Residence in Memory of My Shandong Brothers" (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.
On September 9th, Xuanwu Mountain visited (Tang) Lu.
Looking at the mountains and rivers on September 9, returning to the heart and looking at the wind and smoke. In another country, drinking Jinhua wine, Wan Li shares the same sorrow with Hongyan.
Nine days (Tang)
Yellow flowers and purple chrysanthemums fall on the edge of the fence, and the chrysanthemums are full of wine and fragrance. I can't bear to look forward to my hometown today, but I am forced to join the crowd.
Wei Anshi's "Wind and Nine Days of Auspicious Lin Weiting Climbing to the Top"
On the ninth festival, you must take action. The golden wind flutters chrysanthemums, and the jade dew weeps dogwood branches. Looking eight miles away, there are seven wonders in astronomy. A deep face should be in front of you, so don't forget the danger.
Drunk Flower Shadow (Song) Li Qingzhao
The fog is thick and the clouds are light, and it will always be sad. The brain sells golden beasts. Double Ninth Festival, lying in bed, in the middle of the night, the cold on my body has just been soaked. Dongli drinks until dusk, and faint chrysanthemum fragrance overflows his sleeves. Don't get carried away, the curtain rolls west wind, people are thinner than yellow flowers!