Zui Hua Yin
Author: Li Qingzhao (Song)
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. Do not die. West wind blinds, people are thinner than yellow flowers.
Vacation in the mountains reminds me of my brothers in Shandong.
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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.
Gordon Qi 'an 9.
Author: Wang Chaodu
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?
Xie xinen
Author: Li Yutang genre: Ci
Ran Ran Qiu Guang can't stay, and the red leaves are full of dusk. It's the Double Ninth Festival again, and the Taiwan Province Pavilion is on its way.
Cornus officinalis is fragrant, purple and chrysanthemum, floating in the courtyard, and rainy at night in the smoke cage. Brave brave new swallow's cold voice, worried about similar age.
Complain about one's feelings
Author: Yan Shu Song genre: Ci
Jin Furong chrysanthemums compete for fragrance. The weather is going to be the Double Ninth Festival. The autumn in the distant village is picturesque, and the mangrove trees are yellow.
The running water is light and the sky is blue. The road is boundless. Eyes high, beauty is coming, infinite thinking.
Picking mulberry for nine days
Nalan Xingde in Qing Dynasty
In late autumn, no one can remember who, and the leaves rustle. The country road is far away. Liuqu Pingshan and Mengyao.
Good times cherish the scenery, not for climbing. I only feel the needle of my soul. Nan Yan is even more lonely after she comes back.
It will be on September tenth.
Author: Li Baitang genre: Five Musts
I just boarded the Longshan banquet yesterday and raised my glass here today.
Chrysanthemum is too bitter, and it is the Double Ninth Festival.
Send it to Zheng Feng on the 9th.
Author: Huangfu Ran Author: Tang
It is already late autumn in Chongyang, and thousands of letters are still rare.
Where to climb, you know you are remembering your return.
When picking chrysanthemums, I won't give you cold clothes.
If you want to know the hatred of leaving your hometown, the suburban garden closes the door.
9/9 mountain climbing in central Sichuan.
Wang Bo Tang Dynasty
On September 9, at Wangxiangtai, he sat in a farewell cup.
Human feelings are tired and bitter in the south, and Hongyan is from the north.
White Chrysanthemum at Chongyang Banquet
Author: Bai Juyi Dynasty: Tang School: Four Musts
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.
Li received Soviet credentials on the Double Ninth Festival.
Author: Bai Xingjian Tang genre: five elements
What do you mean by surrender? Poverty and famine in early September.
Sanqiu Foreign Land Festival, an old friend's book.
I have no love for wine, and I have more than enough thoughts.
Feeling lonely in time and space, I hesitate for nostalgia.
Wild geese cross the flat sand, and the desert is empty.
Looking up to the south, covering tears for Pisces.
Crossing Chongyang
Author: Zhu Qingyu Dynasty: Tang Dynasty
One-year-old Chongyang arrives, wandering in a foreign land.
Looking up to the distance and thinking about old friends is full of poverty.
Clouds fly in the grass and geese fly in the sky.
So, for whom are the chrysanthemums beside the hedge yellow today?
Chongyang has a job this day.
Author: Du Xunhe Dynasty: Tang Dynasty Style: Seven Laws
First, Chongyang ancient platform, no one saw chrysanthemum chaos.
Stealing white hair is funny, and locking gold is sad.
In childhood, everyone is old, and fighting for wasteland will not be fulfilled.
Everybody clap your hands and sing loudly. Don't go back until the sun goes down.
Chongyang shuhuai
Author: Gaozhu Dynasty: Song Dynasty
It's hard to frown when guests are wrapped in gifts every year.
Drink as much as you can, and don't say anything more.
Happy and lazy, poetic, nostalgic, tears streaming down her face.
Even if the west wind falls on the black hat, yellow flowers still love sideburns.
Double Ninth Festival
Author: Hu Dynasty: Song Dynasty
The rivers and lakes have been frosted for ten times, and autumn is twice as strong.
Poor thing has nothing to do during the day, and has a feeling of self-harm to yellow flowers.
The guest house writes poems and books, and the tower sells wine to comfort the desolation.
Climbing the mountain is not to reward, but to see my hometown by the fence.
Chongyang gaodeng puppet
Author: Kou Zhun Times: Song Dynasty
Stay at leisure, and the festival is worth Chongyang.
The purpose of the wine is to float the fairy chrysanthemum, winding around the painting beam.
The sun sets in the high city, and the sparse trees feel slightly frosty.
Besides, I'm glad to be here, and I haven't forgotten the rest.
Double Ninth Festival
Author: Wen Tianxiang Dynasty: Song Dynasty
Wind and car dust made Han Xiao, and the end of the world is moving.
Last year, I got drunk and bid farewell to Cornus officinalis, so I didn't take this year as a healthy look.
Double Ninth Festival
Author: Chen Dynasty: Song Dynasty
Last year, Chongyang was full of worries, and this year it is still sighing.
The hedge chrysanthemum only smiles, but it can't help falling in the mirror.
The cool breeze fell on Gongnanmu again, and the old goose sang Hanbei Prefecture solo.
Such a year can be missed, and poetry can be sorted out and written with new worries.
Qujiang Chongyang
Author: Yang Wanli Dynasty: Song Dynasty
Smoke and waves depict the old autumn capacity, and the autumn capacity outside the ridge is also strong.
If you see a big guest and a new chrysanthemum, if the singer praises the breeze.
The flower arrangement shines drunk on Lianxi well, blowing the hat climbing peak.
Next year, Mo Wen will become weak and healthy, and somewhere tomorrow, Kornas.
Memories of the Double Ninth Festival are far away.
Author: Yang Yi Dynasty: Song Dynasty
Double Ninth Festival, poor autumn in Wan Li.
Jinying floating wine lamp, beads and tears wet clothes towel.
Wandering far away as a guest, homesickness and defoliation are diligent.
Only butterfly dreams, blind date every night.
The day before Chongyang
Author: Zhang Yi Dynasty: Song Dynasty
On the 9th, in the Ming Dynasty, Qing Zun was strong and self-motivated.
The rain is dark and the river is rolling.
Wild chrysanthemum idle countless, Sha Ou can't calm down to guess.
You don't have to take the platform to drink, and this interest is also leisurely.
On Zhang's Autumn in Country-specific Mountains
Author: Meng Haoran Tang School: Ancient Capital of Five Dynasties
You have found your quiet place in all the virtues, North Mountain.
I tried to climb the mountain and look ahead, and this mood disappeared with the departure of the swan song.
Sadness is often the mood of dusk, and the mood is often the atmosphere of autumn.
Tourists come to the village on the mountain, walk across the beach, sit at the ferry and have a rest.
There are trees on the horizon like a row of grass and rivers like a moon.
I hope you will pick me up, bring a basket of wine and get drunk on the Double Ninth Festival.
Xiangzi
Author: Li Qingzhao Song Ci
The sky in autumn is not clear, and the chrysanthemum shows that the Double Ninth Festival is coming. Put on rough clothes and drink unfiltered wine. Every autumn wind and autumn brings cool autumn.
The courtyard at dusk, the feeling of sadness, and the hangover after waking up make the sadness more intense. How can you stand this long night, when the moon shines on this empty bed? Listening to the distant sound of changing lanes, the long and sharp crickets, and the long-tune sound, I feel that time has passed too slowly.
spiritual song
Author: Xin Qiji Song Ci
I only worry about the wind and rain, but I don't feel old. Have you set a travel date, how many cars to collect and how many to walk? There's a guest book coming. Good morning, Chang 'an. Rumor follows the letter. When will you come back? Your old things are waiting for you.
Since then, Lan has grown up, so who will play with us? Those who feel sorry for themselves, avoid fame and fortune, and go with the flow. Only good friends, the arrangement seems clever. Up to now, I have been clever and clumsy, and I have laughed all my life.
A few days before the Double Ninth Festival, the magnolia on the hedge began to blossom, emitting the fragrance of chrysanthemums.
Author: Duan's golden sentence
Eat, drink and be merry. Don't cherish a fallen flower. Ruthless years and tide wait for no man, and Wu Shuanglai swept away. Good times are bitter, and hate and joy are few. It's hard to look in the mirror.
Try to leave a hate, saying that if the sky is affectionate, it will be old.
Climb high in nine days
Author: Changling Wang Tang School: Seven Laws
Castle Peak is near Huangzhou, and Ji Jing Chongyang goes to the North Building.
The rain broke the pavilion, the fairy chrysanthemum moistened, and the frost flew to the angel pear flower falls.
Cornus officinalis's sideburns are suitable for longevity, and jade dances horizontally.
The man said that Tao Qian was drunk under the fence, so he had never seen such romance.
Jiuri dengbatai
Author: Bai Juyi Tang School: Five Dynasties Ancient
The millet wine is first ripe, but the warm chrysanthemums are not in bloom.
Listen to bamboo sticks and drink dogwood cups.
Last year, on the Double Ninth Festival, I drifted to the city.
This year's double ninth festival, the eight-character platform is in a depression.
Looking for it for a long time, the hometown book hasn't come for a long time.
When scratching his head, the guests are also wandering.
Nine days of new words
Author: Meng Haoran Tang School: Five Methods
The ninth day is not ten days, and Chongyang is this morning.
Climb high and smell ancient things, and visit people with wine.
Take off your hat and drink, and try on new clothes with you.
Kornas is admirable, and he has taken it as a symbol of his feelings.
Pick mulberry seeds
Author: Zhu Dunru Song Ci
The sky is calm and the festival is double ninth. Xiaoxiang under the leaves. The blue sea is clear and freezing.
Arrange string tube Fang Yun to repay Qiu Guang. The days are short and the songs are long. The night is still young, with red candles and yellow flowers.
Nangezi
Author: Zhao Changqing Song Ci
When you know what day it is today, you will think of your hometown in another country. Deep in the chaotic mountains, there is a Double Ninth Festival. You'll never be a teenager again.
The branches in Huang Ju are heavy, and the red branches are wet and fragrant. The boat crossed Xiaoxiang with the geese. Think about Lai Ting. I think I hate different things.
Subtract Mulan
Author: Song Ci Xiang Zi Yin
Yan GUI every year. It was the Mid-Autumn Festival that got me drunk. Today is the Double Ninth Festival. Hundreds of trees are still fragrant.
Then pour the white wine. Thanks to the dogwood branches in hand. But cute. I can't pick it around the east fence.
Quail day
Author: Zhang Xiaoxiang Song Ci
Peach is skin, chrysanthemum is makeup. I only doubt that spring will come to Chongyang. Stealing the sky for a thousand years, dyeing the world for nine days.
New charm, old scenery. Dongli pays Wuling incense separately. You are so blind that you mistakenly think that Tao Qian is Ruan Lang.
Nangezi
Author: Lyubon's Ci in the Middle Song Dynasty
The post road invades the oblique moon, and the bridge frost. The short hedge has a yellow branch. It's the depths of the chaotic mountains, and it's Chongyang.
No dream in the pillow, the cold is longer. Just say the scenery in Jiangzuo is good. If you don't know the way, you will return to your thoughts and turn desolate.
Shengchazi
Author: Xin Qiji Song Ci
A day of frost, counting anvil sound. The guest dream has been difficult to achieve, and the autumn scenery is boundless.
This is the Double Ninth Festival on the eve of a day. Chrysanthemums have yellow stamens. I'm afraid I'll climb higher and get drunk before I drink.
Jin Ju vs Furong
Author: Xin Qiji Song Ci
Far away from the water, green hills, smoke locks the phoenix tree. This is zero dew, and this is golden wind. East hedge chrysanthemum has yellow flowers, reflection water and several clusters of hibiscus. The double ninth festival is a good thing, but it is comparable to this scene, and the wine is strong.
I miss the scenery infinitely. Sigh that a teenager's mind is a hero. Connect the yellow and red calyx together. Unless you wear a gold seal on your waist, you will be held in your seat, and you will look beautiful in pink. At this time, you can say how you feel and try to drink a thousand cups.
Bu operator
Author: Shi Xiaoyou Song Ci
Fold branches in the middle of the month, and sit back and cherish youth and old age. When can I go back and set foot on Guanshan Road?
Nice to meet Qiu Guang. We should meet earlier. If Chongyang doesn't go home, I'm afraid Huanghua will laugh.
Prelude to water melody
Author: Fang Yue Song Ci
Drunk me a pot of jade, and I spent ten years here. Jiang Tao, too, hit a cross in the middle of the river that day. Inquiring about the misty rain in Chongyang has a long way to go. A few nights in heaven and earth, white drifts with you.
Old yellow flower, new white hair, smiled again. There is still a bright moon on board. When is the broadsword? Who has said that Yangzhou cranes have complained that apes are old and want to raise them before? Don't lean north, it's China.
Crossing Chongyang
Author: Zhu Qingyu Dynasty: Tang Dynasty
One-year-old Chongyang arrives, wandering in a foreign land.
Looking up to the distance and thinking about old friends is full of poverty.
Flying clouds in the grass. It's a long way to go, Xiu Yuan.
So, for whom are the chrysanthemums beside the hedge yellow today?
Ten days and Zhang Shaojian
Author: Xu Xuantang School: Seven Laws
Chongyang Gao Hui Ancient Terrace sings all over Qiu Guang.
By the end of Huang Ju's life, his new poems were still pleasing to the eye.
Every time I know my old age because of the festival, I recall the past with joy like a dream.
And I like to have fun, fame and fortune.
Early onset
Author: Li School: Five Methods
Yedian Xinghe is there, and people walk a long way.
Lonely lamp pity, the moon hates new clothes.
The grass is cold and dew, and the sound of insects is like hometown.
There is infinite hatred in clear autumn, and the residual chrysanthemum is over Chongyang.
Li Bai's Jiuri Longshan Drink in Tang Dynasty
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.
Du Fu sent nine letters to Cen Can in Tang Dynasty.
Going out and returning to the door, my feet are as old as before.
Mud is alive, I think you are thin.
Sitting thoughtfully on the west porch, eating the wrong day.
Difficult to get along with.
Call out a lifetime, and the crops are hopeless.
Andrew, domain can catch up.
Daming Tao is the sun and the moon, and the wilderness is a beast.
A gentleman is strong, but a villain is sleepy.
There are mountains in Weinan, and I am afraid of immersion in Sichuan.
It's the Chrysanthemum Festival. Who is it for?
Censheng wrote many new poems and was addicted to alcohol.
Huang Jinhua, why are the sleeves so big?
In the Tang Dynasty, Lu "climbed Mount Xuanwu on September 9th/took a tour on September 9th"
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.
Langtaosha
Author: Zhao Ding Song Ci
The frost is bleak. The wild geese fly north and south. It is impossible to travel when it is windy. What's the limit of hate? Sunshine lasts forever.
Cherish time for you. Or Chongyang. Where are the old friends? Send me a thousand lovesick tears, and go straight to Xiaoxiang.
Red autumn ear
Author: Wang Zhidao Song Ci
Oblique wind and rain Only a stone's throw from Gaocheng Road. Hung Hom Bank, Cang Xie Shop. Come in spring and stay late, and stay in the post booth at dusk. There is no evidence for this letter and magpie's voice.
Where is the heartbroken home? Look at the double ninth degree again. How much hatred there is and who it comes from. Yellow chicken pours white wine, boasting. Go home, never forget your life.
Chaozhongcuo
Author: Fan Chengda Song Ci
Being idle and healthy is a career. Besides, good years. After watching the autumn moon for more than ten minutes, Chongyang is full of yellow flowers.
Kill the scenery, brew in earthen pots, and camellia dingshishan. Eating red-lotus fragrant rice, Nong's family is a fairy's family.
On Double Ninth Festival, Sun Yicheng Building sent four pictures.
Author: Liu Changqing Tang Five Methods
Climb high and send far away, melancholy Dongting autumn.
The scenery remains the same, and Yunshan is full of the upper reaches.
It's raining in the evening sky, and Vivi is chasing the cold current.
Today, Xiao He is worried about Guan Zhong.
Double Ninth Festival
Author: Wen Tianxiang Dynasty: Song Dynasty
Wan Li Anluo, hometown is autumn old phoenix tree. Yanqi crescent moon is full of rivers and lakes, and it is not lonely in the sunset.
Fallen leaves have no intention of standing still, and yellow flowers are more westerly without owners. How much do you know about Gan Kun's resentment? Longshan the day before yesterday was like a dream.
Chongyang sentiment
Author: Liu Jian Dynasty: Seven Laws of Tang Dynasty
( 1)
Chongyang can't bear to go to a tall building, and Hanju shines in late autumn every year.
Mountains and clouds are always separated, and tears and blood flow in two lines.
Huang Mao is a vast county, where red leaves fall on fishing boats.
As a minor, Cornus officinalis is ashamed to wear snow cream.
(2)
Take flowers and wine to the mountains and look at the autumn sky.
Shu can't be saved, and Liu dolphin dogs can't take it.
Zhang Yi's old wall is covered with moss, and Ge Liang's cold palace is old and cold.
I am even more disappointed with the sunset, and Jinjiang East is like a wave.