1999 Double Ninth Festival Poetry Recitation Draft: Feelings of Double Ninth Festival
I once had a drink on September 9th.
Whose osmanthus fragrance is mixed in it?
Drifting all the way to a mountain without any trouble.
I once sang about the party on September 9th.
Indulge in the past with the mountain wind
Then we parted again, dreaming of a distant moment.
The station is condensed on the map.
I don't know when.
Standing on another mountain.
Don't worry, don't worry.
They all say to climb high and look far.
I can't see it.
The edge of late autumn
Maybe it's hibernating.
Welcome the arrival of spring.
I once had a drink on September 9th.
I once sang about the party on September 9th.
When I woke up, I saw an intoxicated map.
Spread in the direction of sunset.
Passing the station in my heart.
Send out a lingering sadness.
I finally understand.
Why can't I see it?
The edge of late autumn
I have been wandering on the edge of late autumn.
Like a lonely dead leaf
Will be buried by the fallen leaves of reality
Double Ninth Festival Recitation Draft "Double Ninth Festival in September"
Chongyang in September
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