The beginning of winter
[Ming Dynasty]? Wang Zhideng
The autumn wind blows away the old courtyard, and the yellow leaves and red maples pass by.
A little Zen lantern lights up the half-moon. It’s colder tonight than last night.
"Staying at the Bamboo Palace to Mourn Yao Gaoshi at the Beginning of Winter Festival"
[Song Dynasty]? Cheng Gongxu?
Recognizing that there is nothing in it, there is no illusion. The situation is empty.
Do you still know that Taozhui is thinking about Miao? It is better to pass it on to an unscrupulous historian.
After the beginning of winter this year, the chrysanthemums are in full bloom and you have a drink
[Song Dynasty]? Lu You
The bed is moved to the chrysanthemum border, and the drinking utensils are sour and cold.
The wild rice is like elixir but still like lacquer, the village mash is like honey and it is like glutinous rice.
It is said that Fang is the one who knows how to cook sheep's feet, but breaking the precept is like breaking the navel of a crab.
After getting drunk, the yellow calf comes out again, and Dongqing is about to plow the plow.
Ci Yun Gu Yu Li Winter Viewing Chrysanthemums
[Song Dynasty]? Shen Shuo
Wandering leisurely around the fence to look at the chrysanthemums, dark yellow and light purple are blooming in their nests.
The fragrance of Qingyuyanbu is particularly durable, and its rhyme is more colorful than Yilan.
Jiujie is full of doubts today, and I haven’t realized that late autumn has passed.
My white hair must be combed with hairpins, and I can sing laughing songs at banquets.