Double Ninth Festival Poetry 1 I came at the beginning of this year.
Step by step, through the spring
Walking through summer, slowly approaching the depths of autumn.
All the flowers are rusty and dull in color.
Lifeless. They were bound in the wind.
Autumn birds fly around, and their songs are bleak.
The sky is getting higher and higher.
Deliberately avoid the crowd.
Chrysanthemum sunshine be careful
Climb into ruins
Wandering alone in autumn
I reached out and gently stroked the flower dew.
But I touched some flowers.
Double Ninth Festival Poem 2 Double Ninth Festival is a string of dogwood.
A Huang Ju. It is swaying in the autumn wind.
Highland is a blessing.
A glass of sake. Be stationed in scraggy.
Hilltop
It unfolds in a sincere manner.
Time is a post of affection and friendship.
Take a break, and then put us
Put it back and continue to wander the rivers and lakes.
Double ninth festival poem 3 autumn rain is cold. Loneliness in September
Autumn water ups and downs
Double Ninth Festival, over the frosted flowers on the glass window.
Dropping along the veins of chrysanthemums
At our feet. family
Longing for a complete blessing
Render the plot into pieces of memory
Pave a flat passage.
How to go is up to us.
Heal someone's soul
Double Ninth Festival Poetry 4 Double Ninth Festival is only related to wine in my hometown.
In the morning, my father always drinks two grains of corn to burn.
Go up the hill with a hoe.
People are taller than mountains, and shadows are longer than mountains.
Every day, other old people in the village happen to coincide.
Or carrying an overhead, or carrying a basket.
With a sickle and laundry list in his hand
Obviously to harvest autumn.
Afraid that the coming snow and ice will block the land.
Every year when the weather is fine.
Dashan is very busy at this time of year.
The face of the blind date is full of joy for a year.
Today is Chongyang, and the sun has risen.
I stood in the south and took a look.
A father who is nearly old and has not recovered from a long illness.
Did you have another glass of wine?
Climbed the mountain early in the morning.
——20XX 10 year1October 2 1 Fuzhou Chongyang
When dogwood replaces the wind here,
When the sky is overcast again
When my thoughts stop
When the petals of chrysanthemums fly with them
My idea is beyond your understanding.
Take what you don't know.
Depth is my deep wound.
Loneliness is my neighbor.
Under the deep mountain peak
Leng Yue is shrouded in fog.
Only the Polaris next to it.
In a faint swagger
As dazzling as tears.
The maple trees on the roadside are red again.
There are more and more pedestrians on the road.
Bitter water, I can't wait.
September 9(th)
peak
Give you the best.
The best silence
of course
And missing
And Chongyang
Double Ninth Festival Poetry 6 Today we are grasping customs and climbing stairs.
Calmly unfold the old days to describe homesickness.
Yuan Ye, Ma Pingchuan, also has boundless autumn waters.
There is also a sky and a color.
The low-altitude rotation of the array brought colorful sunset clouds.
Warm Yi Deng, old Yi Deng, only Yi Deng.
Let the soft heart get rid of the cold autumn.
It happened in the first frost, and you can imagine it without inserting Evodia rutaecarpa all over your body.
The lights in my hometown are very dim. Chrysanthemum dressing up
Standing on a sunny hillside, waving goodbye to migratory birds moving south.
Everything is transparent, but I can't bear to tell the truth.
Take a sip of Gui Xiang's past.
Drunk to death, simply reach your legend.
On the yellowed title page of that Tang poem
Looking for your trace
How big is the wind and rain with a flick of a finger?
How many times is the difference between Qin's moon and Han's?
Only the vicissitudes of life are moss-colored, rendering the bleak world.
From now on, we must be pregnant with Chongyang and climb high to drink.
Close at hand, no sadness.
Double Ninth Festival Poetry 7 Dear Grandparents
The teacher told us
September 9th is the Double Ninth Festival.
I don't know what Chongyang means yet.
but
come to think of it
September 9th is a holiday for grandparents.
Dear grandparents
Mom and dad told us
Be sure to be filial to your grandparents
I still don't understand what filial piety means.
but
come to think of it
Filial piety means listening to grandparents.
Dear grandparents
Everyone says
Grandparents are old.
We want to make grandparents happy.
Don't make grandparents angry.
I told my friend.
Let grandparents have a holiday every day.
So grandparents can be happy every day.
Dear grandparents
I love you from the bottom of my heart
I want to start today.
Sing to you every day.
Dance for you every day.
Grandma and grandpa.
Do you like it?
If you like, kiss my little face.
Double Ninth Festival Poem Double Ninth Festival
The homesick ribbon is wrapped around the branch.
In the sigh of yellow leaves
It's the melancholy of dreams.
aim for the highest?
The sunset looks sad.
The whimper of a goose
Play the strings of autumn insects
Land thousands of miles away
White-haired parents
In the smile of chrysanthemum
Turned into crazy tears
Double Ninth Festival Poetry 999 Double Ninth Festival,
Be healthy every year.
Food, clothing, housing and transportation,
Beautiful vision.
Endowment security,
The medical card flashed.
Have fun,
Enjoy a long life
Filial piety,
* * * Good luck.
Festivals are festive,
All the people are rejoicing.
Double Ninth Festival Poetry 10 Double Ninth Festival,
It's Chongyang again today.
Fortunately, I climbed the red mountain.
Feel relaxed and happy,
The sky is vast,
A cool breeze.
Heaven and earth,
On each side,
Blue sky and white clouds are far away.
Tender attachment,
Soft,
The family is still long!
Double Ninth Festival Poetry 1 1 It's getting colder every day.
Long thoughts disturb people.
Autumn wind urges leaves to fall;
Autumn frost hurts the soul!
Chongyang came again today.
Don't wait until winter comes.
Chilled to know that it will eventually go;
The cry is deep smoke!
Double Ninth Festival Poem 12 Autumn leaves are cool at first.
Mountain of emotion
Nanshantou
Leaves are everywhere.
In desolation
Feel the west wind of the ancient road
Vicissitudes 5. Feelings
Looking at the shadow in the wind is thin.
Wangdao white pine
Still green and fuzzy.
Jiujiu double festival
Double ninth festival reappearance
Today's thoughts fly south.
Nanshanpan
How many lovers?
Treble song
Tell one's loneliness