The old horse was full of ambition in the twilight years of Wan Li martyrs.
The Old Veteran is the first two poems of Zheng Banqiao's Zhuzhi Ci.
Hsinchu is taller than the old bamboo branches, supported by veteran cadres. There will be new students next year, and ten dragons and grandchildren will circle the phoenix.
Don't say Sang Yu is late, because it is still full of clouds. -Liu Yuxi's reward for "Happy Singing Old".
Change your white hair for beauty. You have a baby at home.
Falling red is not heartless, but turning into spring mud protects flowers more.
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Picking mulberry seeds in Chongyang, Mao Zedong
Life is easy when you are old, but difficult when you are old. Every year is Chongyang, and now it is Chongyang. Battlefield yellow flowers are particularly fragrant. The annual autumn wind blows hard, not like spring, but better than spring, just like the Wan Li frost on the vast river.
Vacation in the mountains reminds me of my brothers in Shandong.
(Tang) Wang Wei
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.
On the 9th, Qi Mountain climbed the mountain (Tang) to 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. However, I will try my best to pay for the festival, and I won't hate it when I board the plane. After all, life is a short history, so why do you cry like Qi Jinggong?
September 10th (Tang) Li Bai
I climbed the mountain yesterday and lifted it 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 at the wind and smoke. In another country, drinking Jinhua wine, Wan Li shares the same sorrow with Hongyan.
Wang Bo was in Zhongshu on the 9th (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.
Jiuri Zuo (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 can't bear to look forward to my hometown today, but I am forced to join the crowd.
On the sunny ninth day, I was lucky enough to board the Lin Weiting.
Weianshi
On the ninth festival, 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. A deep face should be in front of you, so don't forget the danger.
Drunk Flowers (Song) Li Qingzhao
The fog is thick and the clouds are light, and it will always be sad. The brain sells golden beasts. Double Ninth Festival, lying in bed, in the middle of the night, the cold on my body has just been soaked.
Dongli drinks until dusk, and faint chrysanthemum fragrance overflows his 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)
My heart went south, but my body came back from north to south in autumn. When is the chrysanthemum in my hometown blooming today?
Indulge in Dongfeng Chongjiu (Yuan) Guan Hanqing
Poems on the red leaves make it resist the emotional baggage, and people in chrysanthemums lie in the songs upstairs.
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?
Vinson No.9 (tomorrow)
After three years, I was not at home when it was opened. When is today's wine, suddenly it has become the flower of the old garden. Wild clouds connect trees, and wild geese gather sand in cold. Boarding Infinity, where is Wangjing China?
The old horse was full of ambition in the twilight years of Wan Li martyrs.
The Old Veteran is the first two poems of Zheng Banqiao's Zhuzhi Ci.
Hsinchu is taller than the old bamboo branches, supported by veteran cadres. There will be new students next year, and ten dragons and grandchildren will circle the phoenix.
Don't say Sang Yu is late, because it is still full of clouds. -Liu Yuxi's reward for "Happy Singing Old".
Change your white hair for beauty. You have a baby at home.
Falling red is not heartless, but turning into spring mud protects flowers more.