The beautiful ancient poems praising chrysanthemums are as follows:
1. "Drinking, Part Five"
The house is in a human environment, without the noise of cars and horses.
How can you do this? The mind is far away from itself.
Picking chrysanthemums under the eastern fence, you can leisurely see the Nanshan Mountain.
The mountain air is getting better day by day, and the birds are flying back and forth.
There is a true meaning in this, but I have forgotten to explain it.
2. "Climbing the Mountain in Nine Days"
The wild geese are flying in the autumn shadow of Jiang Han, and they are carrying pots with guests on the green Wei.
It is rare to open your mouth to smile in this world, and you must return with your head full of chrysanthemums.
But if you are going to be intoxicated to celebrate the festival, you don’t have to come to hate the sunset.
This has always been the case. Why should Niu Shan be alone in his clothes?
3. "Chrysanthemum"
The autumn bushes surround the house like Tao's house, and the fence is gradually sloping all over.
It’s not that chrysanthemums are preferred among flowers. There will be no flowers even after all the flowers have bloomed.
4. "Fu Di Hou Fu Chrysanthemum"
When autumn comes on September 8th, I will kill all the flowers after they bloom.
The towering incense array penetrates Chang'an, and the whole city is covered with golden armor.
5. "Inscription on Chrysanthemums"
The rustling west wind fills the courtyard with plants, and the pistils are cold, fragrant and cold, and it is difficult for butterflies to come.
If I were the Qing Emperor in another year, I would be rewarded with peach blossoms.
6. "Chrysanthemum"
Dark lavender, melting yellow.
Tao Ling's fence is beautiful, and Luo Han's house is fragrant.
Whenever it is forbidden to be exposed again, it is really timid of the setting sun.
May the golden parrot ascend to the White Yutang.
7. "One of Eight Autumn Poems"
The jade dew withers the maple forest, and the Wushan Gorge is desolate.
The waves in the river and the sky are rising, blocking the wind and clouds and grounding the clouds.
The chrysanthemums in bloom will shed tears in the future, and the lonely boat will be connected to the heart of my hometown.
Han Yi is urging the sword and ruler everywhere, and Baidi City is anxious at dusk.
8. "Chrysanthemum"
The fence is falling and the clouds are falling, and the branches are chatting with each other.
The snow is cut with dense slender core, and the gold is cut with small bracts that are fragrant.
A thousand years of white clothes and wine, a lifetime of youth and frost.
Don’t be frivolous in spring bushes, they have their own things to hide.
9. "Drunken Flower Yin·Misty Mist and Thick Clouds Worry about the Everlasting Day"
Thick mist and thick clouds worry about the eternal day, and the auspicious brain sells the golden beast.
Double Ninth Festival is here again, jade pillows and gauze kitchens make it cool in the middle of the night.
After dusk when I drink wine in Dongli, there is a faint fragrance filling my sleeves.
It is impossible not to be ecstatic, the west wind blows behind the curtain, and people are thinner than yellow flowers.
10. "To Liu Jingwen"
There is no rain cover when the lotus is gone, but there are still proud frost branches of the chrysanthemums.
You must remember that the best times of the year are orange and green.
11. "Cold Chrysanthemum"
The flowers are not in full bloom, but the fun of being independent and sparse is not endless.
I would rather die with the fragrance on the branches than blow it down in the north wind.
12. "Partridge Sky·There is a hermit from Meishan in the seat. Shi Yingzhi and Qianyun responded impromptuly"
The branches of yellow chrysanthemums are growing cold in the morning. Don't let your wine glass run dry in life.
The flute blows the rain in front of the wind, and the hairpin flowers are upside down on the crown when drunk.
Be healthy and eat more. Dance skirts and song boards are all pure joy.
Yellow flowers and white hair hold each other hand in hand, and when they are given, people look at them with cold eyes.
13. "Chrysanthemum"
There are secluded bushes along the three paths of my hometown, and frost falls in the blue sky one night.
How many guests have not returned from the end of the world, but they use the fence to watch the autumn breeze.
14. "Asking Chrysanthemums"
If you want to know about the autumn mood, no one knows it, so you murmur with your hands behind your back and knock on the east fence.
Who is hiding in the lonely world? Is it too late for the same flowers to bloom?
How lonely is the dew in the garden and the frost in the garden, how can we miss lovesickness when we return home?
Don’t talk about it in the world, why not explain it in a few words.
15. "Chrysanthemum Dream"
I feel clear in the autumn beside the fence, and the clouds and the moon are indistinguishable.
To ascend to immortality is not to admire Zhuang, but to look for Tao Lingmeng in recalling the past.
When I fall asleep, I follow the wild goose, and when I wake up, I am annoyed by the cries of crickets.
Who can I complain to when I wake up? There is no limit to the decaying grass and cold smoke.