Poetry: Until September 8th in Qiu Lai, I will kill the flowers after they bloom. Blooming chrysanthemums are in full bloom, Chang 'an is fragrant, the city is bathed in the fragrance of chrysanthemums-Italy, and the land is like golden chrysanthemums.
Interpretation: When the Double Ninth Festival comes in autumn and September, after the chrysanthemums bloom, other flowers will fade. The fragrance of chrysanthemums in full bloom permeates the whole Chang 'an city, and chrysanthemums are everywhere as golden as armor.
2. Li Shangyin's "Falling Stone Pavilion and Cuizhou Love" in Tang Dynasty
Poetry: the bamboo dock is clean and clear, and acacia is separated from the city. Autumn frost flies late, leaving dry lotus to listen to the rain.
Commentary: Surrounded by bamboo forests outside Luoting, the scenery outside the pavilion has taken on a new look after the rain. Acacia love flies far away, but across a heavy high city.
The sky in late autumn is gloomy, and the season of frost flying is late. The lotus leaf in the water has withered, leaving only a few dead leaves for people to listen to the sound of raindrops dripping.
3. Autumn Night by Du Mu in Tang Dynasty.
Poetry: Qiu Guang painted a cold screen with a silver candle and fanned a small fan to drive away fireflies. The stone steps at night are as cold as cold water, sitting and staring at the cowherd and the weaver girl.
Interpretation: The candlelight of the silver candle reflects the barren painting screen, flapping fireflies with a small fan. The stone steps in the night are as cold as cold water, and you sit still and stare at the morning glory and Vega on both sides of the Tianhe River.
4. Bai Juyi's Mu Jiang Yin in Tang Dynasty
Poetry: A setting sun is spreading in the water, half river is rustling and half river is red. The loveliest thing is the ninth day of September. The bright pearl's bright crescent moon is shaped like a bow.
Interpretation: the setting sun is reflected on the river, and the glow is shining; Half of the river is dark blue and the other half is red. The loveliest thing is the night on the third day of September, with dew like beads and crescent like a bow.
5. Liu Yuxi's Poems in Autumn I in Tang Dynasty.
Poetry: Autumn has been sad since ancient times. I say autumn is better than spring. There is no one in the clear sky in Wan Li, and a crane, Ling Yunfei, has aroused my meditation on the blue sky.
Interpretation: Since ancient times, poets and poets have lamented the depression in autumn, but I say that autumn is far better than spring. On a clear autumn day in Wan Li, a crane soared among the clouds, which triggered my poem to fly to the sky.