Ancient poems on Double Ninth Festival in September

The ancient poems on the Double Ninth Festival in September are as follows:

1, Nine Days of Climbing the Mountain (Tang) Du Mu

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?

2. White Chrysanthemum on Double Ninth Festival (Tang) Bai Juyi

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.

3, "Nine Days of Rhyme" (Song) Huang Tingjian

I am so drunk that I want to sleep. I have taught you to go to Qingzhou.

The frost on the temples spared me three thousand years old, and the sword on my waist hurt you for sixty years.

The beautiful Chongyang is lying awake, but he is worried about blowing his hat.

There will be a meeting next year, and how many new poems will be on it.

4. "Climbing the Mountain in Nine Days" (Tang) Du Mu

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?

5, "Double Ninth Festival White Chrysanthemum" (Tang) Bai Juyi

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.

6, "Nine Days of Rhyme" (Song) Huang Tingjian

I am so drunk that I want to sleep. I have taught you to go to Qingzhou.

The frost on the temples spared me three thousand years old, and the sword on my waist hurt you for sixty years.

The beautiful Chongyang is lying awake, but he is worried about blowing his hat.

There will be a meeting next year, and how many new poems will be on it.

7. Jiujiu Song (anonymous)

1929 did not shoot; Three, nine, four, nine, walking on the ice.

5969 see willows along the river; 79 rivers open 89 geese.

99 plus 19, plowing cattle everywhere.

8, "Double Ninth Festival Sigh" (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.

9, "Chongyang" (Tang) Gao Shi

Saving things is very thrilling, and watching the festival in 2008 is also a credit.

Taste chrysanthemums before lighting, and finally orchids will bloom more.

The thin morning breeze on the mountain is mist, and the glow on the seaside is faint.

The autumn wind is cool and adds good scenery, and the situation is far away from Nanling Road.

10, Chongyang (Song) Wen Tianxiang

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.

Gan Kun is all right, and first frost has to laugh a few times!