"Mountain Holidays Miss Shandong Brothers" Wang Wei in the Tang Dynasty: Being a stranger alone, I miss my relatives twice every holiday. When I think of my brothers' bodies climbing high, I will feel a little regret for not being able to reach me. "Nine Days in Shu" Wang Bo in Tang Dynasty: On September 9th, sitting in a farewell cup at Wangxiangtai. Human feelings hate south suffering. Where did Hongyan come from?
"Climbing the Mountain in Nine Days" Du Mu in Tang Dynasty: Jiang Yingyan flies first, and the guest carries the jade pot. 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?
Tang style: The autumn wind is lonely on the river, and there is a long stream of smoke and water, without a word going upstairs. The mountain is thin, and the old tree feels sorry for others. Cornus officinalis was drunk in front of the bottle. He asked himself how many bald heads he knew. Happiness can be rewarded, people are not old. It's hard to compare with the old romantic style when the flowers are yellow.
"Nine Days" Wang Bo in Tang Dynasty: September Double Ninth Festival, with chrysanthemums at the door. I don't know how to deliver wine. If it's Tao Jia. "Farewell on the Ninth Day" Wang Zhihuan in Tang Dynasty: Ji Ting is bleak, so there are few people. Where can I climb home? At present, I will share Fang Ju wine with you today, but I should have a rest in the Ming Dynasty.
Zhang Ke in Yuan Dynasty: Long and solid green hills, solid black veil. Returning to the wild goose for the autumn, tired guests are homesick. Cuixiu Qin, Jinbei San, Jade Hand Pipa. When people get old, the west wind will turn gray, and butterflies will worry about the future. Looking back at the horizon, watching the sunset and counting Western jackdaw in the west.
"Ruan Langgui, the Palme d 'Or on the horizon is frosted" Song Yan Dao Ji: The Palme d 'Or on the horizon is frosted, and the clouds grow with the geese. Green cup of tea by Chongyang, human feelings such as hometown. Lanpeizi, chrysanthemum and yellow hair, diligent and crazy. If you want to turn intoxication into sadness, just sing a song that won't break your heart!
"Nine Days in Cui Lantian and Shi Cun" Tang Du Fu: Old people are sad, old people are strong and broad, and today they are happy. Ashamed of blowing a hat with short hair, smiling at others is the crown. Clear water falls far away from a thousand streams, and Yushan is high and two peaks are cold. Who will be healthy at this meeting next year? Look at dogwood carefully when you are drunk.
A poem entitled "Climbing to the Top and Looking Far" is entitled "Deputy Governor Shu: Emperor Wen of the Han Dynasty gave me this platform, and I climbed to the top and looked at the dawn. Yunfeng in Sanjin area extends to the north, while rain in Liangling area blows to the west. Who knows where the guard at the door or the magician on the river bank is except me? Looking for Peng Zezai again, Tao Ran * * * drunk chrysanthemum cup.
"Xijiang Moon Double Ninth Festival" Su Shi in Song Dynasty: The balcony is drizzling and the lake sinks outside the river. At that time, the circus was in the East, but today it is bleak in Nanpu. Don't hate yellow flowers, don't spit, and teach red powder to help each other. You don't have to look at dogwood at the wine station. It's all over the world.
"Nine Days" Tang Du Fu: Chongyang drank a glass of wine alone and went to the riverside to take the stage when he was ill. Bamboo leaves are nothing to people, and chrysanthemums don't have to bloom anymore. Mysterious apes crow at dusk, and the white goose in the old country comes before the frost. Where is the depression of younger brothers and sisters? Let's go to war and thank each other!
Nine Days of Mulberry Picking Qing Nalan Rong Ruo: In late autumn, no one remembers each other, and the leaves rustle. The country road is far away. Liuqu Pingshan and Mengyao. Good times cherish the scenery, not for climbing. I only feel the needle of my soul. Nan Yan is even more lonely after she comes back.