Today is Chongyang, and the yellow flowers in the battlefield are particularly fragrant.
The annual autumn wind is strong, unlike spring,
Better than spring, just like Wan Li frost on the vast river.
Vacation in the mountains reminds me of my brothers in Shandong.
(Tang) Wang Wei
A lonely stranger in a strange land I am cast, I miss my family all the more on every festive day.
I know from a distance where my brother climbed, and there is one person missing from the dogwood.
No.9 mountain climbing
(Tang) Du Mu
Jiang Yingyan flies first, and the guest follows the pot.
The world can't laugh, and the chrysanthemum must be plugged.
But I'll get drunk on the festival, so I won't hate it when I get on the boat.
So much for all ages. Why does Niu Shan stick to clothes alone?
It will be on September tenth.
(Tang) Li Bai
I climbed the mountain yesterday and improved again today.
Chrysanthemum is too bitter, and it is the Double Ninth Festival.
On September 9, visit Xuanwu Mountain.
(Tang) Lu
Looking at the mountains and rivers on September 9, looking back at the wind and smoke.
Drinking Jinhua wine in a foreign land makes Wan Li feel the same sorrow.
Zhong Shu JIU ri
(Tang)
On September 9, at Wangxiangtai, he took a farewell cup from another country.
Human feelings are tired and bitter in the south, and Hongyan is from the north.
Nine-day work
(Tang)
Don't compare the border with Kyoto, the frost grass has withered in August.
I wonder if there will be chrysanthemums in the wine today?
Jiuri
(Tang)
Yellow flowers and purple chrysanthemums fall on the edge of the fence, and the chrysanthemums are full of wine and fragrance.
I couldn't bear to look forward to my hometown today, so I was forced to join the crowd.
On the sunny ninth day, I was lucky enough to board the Lin Weiting.
Weianshi
The Mid-Autumn Festival begins on the ninth day, so you must take action.
The golden wind flutters chrysanthemums, and the jade dew weeps dogwood branches.
Looking eight miles away, there are seven wonders in astronomy.
The water is near, don't forget the danger.
Zui Hua Yin
(Song) Li Qingzhao
The thick fog makes the brain sell golden beasts.
There are double ninth festival, jade pillow wardrobe, and it is cool at midnight.
After dusk, Dongli handle wine, dark fragrance full of sleeves.
Don't get carried away, the curtain rolls west wind, people are thinner than yellow flowers!
Yu Chang 'an returned to Yangzhou on September 9th to visit Weishan Pavilion.
(Southern Dynasty Chen)
The heart flies away from the south cloud and follows the northern geese.
When is the chrysanthemum in my hometown blooming today?
Indulge in Dongfeng heavy wine
(Yuan) Guan Hanqing
The red leaves are clear and the ditch is clear, and the yellow flowers are drunk.
The shadows of wild geese in the sky are thin, and the moon is thin at sunset.
In the cold autumn, willow trees are chilling and sad.
Who will teach white clothes to deliver wine?
Jiuri
Vincent
Chrysanthemum has been in bloom for three years, and I was not at home when it was in bloom.
When was today's wine, and suddenly it became the flower of my hometown?
Wild clouds connect trees, and wild geese gather sand in cold.
Boarding Infinity, where is Wangjing China?
Qingming Festival
Dondum
A drizzling rain falls like tears on the Mourning Day; The mourner's heart is going to break on his way.
Ask local people where to buy wine? The shepherd boy just laughed and didn't answer Xingshan Village.
Cold food is on the road.
Tangsong wenzhi
It's already on the way to late spring when I meet cold food immediately.
Poor Jiang, I can't see Luo Qiao people.
The Arctic cherishes the sage, and Nanwa is the vassal.
In the old garden, wicker is new day and night.
An outdated festival (Qingming Festival) that started one or two days ago in Tomb-Sweeping Day, when only cold food is served for three days.
Tang Han 'ao
In late spring, Chang 'an city is full of songs and dances, and countless flowers fall. The east wind of the Cold Food Festival blows on the willow trees in the royal garden.
As night fell, the palace was busy lighting candles, and smoke drifted to the house of the prince and the marquis.
The door is that thing.
Tang zhangji
The tiller loves the boat, and the spring grass is green and the fields are vast;
Try going to the Wumen Gate to see the county Guo, there is new smoke in Qingming.
Ouyang Xiu, one of the "Eight Masters of Tang and Song Dynasties", also left a famous sentence describing Tomb-Sweeping Day for later generations: When the spring in the south reaches the halfway point, the wind and the smell of Ma Si. Green plums are like beans and eyebrows, and butterflies fly every day.
Qingming Festival
Huang Songting Jian
Peach and plum laugh at the festival, and Noda's wasteland is sad.
Thunder stung dragons and snakes, and the original vegetation in the suburbs was soft after the rain. "
Qingming Festival
Wang Song Yuqiao
I have lived in Tomb-Sweeping Day without flowers and wine. Like a monk in a temple, everything is depressing and lonely for me.
Yesterday, I discussed new kindling from my neighbor's house, and early in Tomb-Sweeping Day, I lit in front of the window and sat down to study.
Su Causeway is a tomb-sweeping day.
Wu Song prestige
Pears bloom in the light, and wanderers go out of the city in spring.
At dusk, the songs are ready, and the willows belong to a warbler.
Cold food on the middle school
Song Yang Wanli
Go straight to your husband! Can this bridge be out of danger?
The maple leaves in the distant mountains are pale outside, and the broken houses are beside the lonely wheat.
The spring breeze is coming again, and all the new buildings are gone.
Pear blossoms are cold food, and it is only when you enter the festival that you are worried.
Doing things in the suburbs is doing things.
Song Cheng Hao
Grass and green fields, spring around the mountains;
Zhu Xing Luan Hong wears Liuxiang, but sits in the imperial city because of flowing water;
Don't bid farewell to wine, lest the wind turn red;
Besides, it's Tomb-Sweeping Day today, and it's met with fine weather. It's very suitable for sightseeing, but you can't leave.
Send Chen Xiucai back to the tomb of Shangshan Province.
Song Gao Qi
All the clothes are covered with blood, tears and dust. Although the war is over now, I will feel sad when I return home.
In the storm, pear flower falls died, and the Cold Food Festival passed. In Tomb-Sweeping Day, several families will visit graves and be worshipped by future generations.
One-day Qingming Tour in Jiangyin, Qing Dynasty
Wang Ming Pan
Where is the non-smoking section in the west building?
Green fields and sunny roads.
Ma Si hissed through the willows,
People are laughing on the swing,
Yinger always teaches Chun to get drunk.