2. I will be sad when I am old, strong and happy today. Shame on short hair and blowing a hat, smiling at others is the crown. The clear water falls far away from a thousand streams, the Jade Mountain is high, and the rain peak is cold. Next year, we will know who is healthy and who is drunk. Look at Cornus officinalis carefully. "Nine Days Cui Lantian Historic Village" Tang Du Fu
3. The old people feel that time flies, and the window is still in Yi Deng. I wasted a long night reading, and there was no negative autumn. How can a sick tooth eat pork? The residual body can only read clothes and fur. Chongyang lies down to see the ascending couple, and the dogwood mourns itself. Autumn Night Land Tour in Southern Song Dynasty
4. Old people are even more surprised at holidays, and sick bones should be as cold as thin frost. The orange in the emerald is still green, and the chrysanthemum on the colored cat cake is yellow. I've wasted a few years of happiness. Why did I go to find your hat again? It is easy to wake up at dusk and turn into a pillow to burn incense alone. Lu You's Nine-Day Ascending Drink in Southern Song Dynasty
5. Kuizhou drums and horns are sad at night, just sleeping in the window. However, I remember that chrysanthemums are everywhere in the society, and I dare to hope that the courtiers will give me branches. Mountains and rivers believe in beauty and I am far away, and the world is ruthless. I don't smile when I cover my door on a good day, but I can't help blowing my gauze hat when I am sick. Kuizhou Chongyang Southern Song Dynasty Land Tour
6. Chrysanthemums still keep out the rain, and butterflies are for people to see. You should also know that the evening festival is no better than cherishing the last spring. "Chongyang" Tang Sikongtu
7. Chrysanthemum is too bitter, and it is the Double Ninth Festival. September 10 is an event.
8. In autumn dusk, when the rice fragrance is high, the guests will set off on the Star Mountain. Yellow flowers are full of wine and customs, and white hair is full of thoughts about the ancients. At night, the rock shadow sees the clouds coming out of the hole, and the lake light sees the guests far away. The wind and smoke don't grow old, but they will stay in the forest. Don Xu Xuan, climbing at nine o'clock.
9. force three or two yellow flowers, but also frown drunk. After waking up drunk in half a bed, I feel more depressed than when I am not drunk. Night Tour on Double Ninth Festival Don Zheng Gu
10. The wind in Qiu Shu is very strong, and the willows in front of the door are pitiful and gaunt. After the white clothes are gone. Doing nothing but holding a cup. When we meet, we laugh and forget the enmity. When we leave our hats behind, we are friends. Does the group know? Nanshan remains the same. People are thinner than yellow flowers. "Dianjiang Lip Chongyang" Ethan Ming Army
1 1. When you get older, climb Linxing, take a boat and put it in Xixi Bay. The shallow seedlings on the plateau appear first, and the frost leaves of dense trees gradually point. Nine Days in Zhoushan Pond: Schima Qingshi
12. The bleak frost rises, and the water town is cool in autumn. The cold wave of Wandie Yinshan Mountain started, and a line of oblique characters came early. Who practices lonely city at dusk? Where is the topic of Yi Yuan? Jianghan Road is long and uncertain, and Chrysanthemum San Xiao travel is open. Tang Zhangji, Nine-Day Banquet of Baqiu Yang Gong.
13. Chongyang decadence, built the thatched cottage alone. Banana leaves are still changing in the wind, but Huang Ju is not fragrant in the rain. Nosaru steals chestnuts and peeks at others, while the geese suspect others to bypass the pond. If the old biography is revised in the future, this bookstore will be added. "Autumn Night Send a Scholar to Dongting Wood" Tang Piri Show
14. Wan Li is at home, and the west wind blows your sideburns all night. Only the new poem is entitled Jia Zi, and the old poem makes no sense to Huang Hua. Double Ninth Festival Wen Tianxiang in Southern Song Dynasty
15. On the ninth Double Ninth Festival in September, chrysanthemums are in bloom. I don't know how to deliver wine. If it's Tao Jia. Nine Days Don Wang Bo
16. Fenghuang went to Taiwan and left the hospital, and the tender cold began to penetrate. People in the world, after several storms, several times heavy nine. List all the way to the future, long sleeves are empty. Put middle-aged people and arms on the stage, and autumn will know. The days are old, and the mountains are thin. Time is fleeting, but joy is hard to last. Up to now, only yellow flowers are left. At the end of the year, I hate Zhuge, and Gan Kun can only understand wine. Memories of broken old chrysanthemums, fragrant and cold at dusk, scratching my head empty. "Man Jiang Hong" Song Jichen