Poems praising chrysanthemums

1. Under the east fence of picking chrysanthemums, you can see Nanshan leisurely.

-Jin Tao Yuanming's Drinking

2. Stay in Qiu Lai on September 8th, and I will kill all the flowers after they bloom. Blooming chrysanthemums in full bloom, the fragrance of the fragrance of changan, the city is bathed in the fragrant chrysanthemum - Italy, the land is golden like the chrysanthemum - like chrysanthemum.

-Tang Huang Chao's

3.

One mountain, two mountains. The mountains are far away, the sky is high, and the misty water is cold. Chrysanthemum blossoms, chrysanthemum remains. The goose flying high has not been returned, and a curtain is idle.

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A Heavy Mountain in Sauvignon Blanc by Li Yu in Southern Tang Dynasty. 4.

Remember last year. Picking chrysanthemums on the east fence. Smile between your eyebrows and hold flowers. Say that I wish the flower will never grow old, and I will give you advice. It's chrysanthemum again. Who knows the guest situation? There is no rain and sorrow. White-haired couples drink wine in season, which is quite uneven.

-Song Chen's "Langtaosha Stay in the City"

5.

Flowers don't bloom with hundreds of flowers, and the interest of independent hedgerow is not exhausted. It is better to hold incense on the branches and die, than to blow it into the north wind.

-Cold Chrysanthemum/Painting Chrysanthemum by Zheng Sixiao in Song Dynasty

6.

After dusk, Dongliba wine has dark fragrance and sleeves. Mo Tao is not ecstasy, the curtain rolls west wind, and people are thinner than yellow flowers.

-Song Qingzhao's

7.

It's not that chrysanthemum is favored among flowers, but this flower is even more barren.

-Chrysanthemum by Tang Yuan-zhen