What are the ancient Chinese poems about Nine Crosses?

There are the following five poems:

"Xia Ke Xing" Tang Dynasty Li Bai?

Zhao Keman Hu Ying, Wu Gou Shuangxue Ming. The silver saddle shines on the white horse, rustling like a shooting star.

Kill one person in ten steps, and leave no trace in a thousand miles. Hello.

While passing Xinling for a drink, I took off my sword and stretched my knees forward. He will be eating Zhu Hai while holding a wine glass to persuade the marquis to win.

Three cups of vomit and promise will make the five mountains seem lighter. After the eyes are dazzled and the ears are hot, the spirit and energy are born.

Waving the golden hammer to save Zhao, Handan was shocked first. The two heroes of Qianqiu are famous in Daliang City.

Even if a hero dies, he still has the fragrance of his bones, but he will not be ashamed to be the best in the world. Who can write your Excellency, Baishou Taixuan Sutra

"Fifty-nine Ancient Poems" by Li Bai of the Tang Dynasty

Part Five

Taibai He Cangcang. The stars are in the forest.

Three hundred miles away. Miaoer is unique in the world.

There is a green-haired old man among them. Covered in clouds and lying on pines and snow.

No smile or words. Living in a cave.

I am here to meet a real person. He knelt down and asked for advice.

Open your jade teeth in a charming way. Taught him the theory of refining medicine.

His words are passed down from memory to memory. The body has been electrocuted.

Looking up is out of reach. Cangran has five passionate emotions.

I will camp in cinnabar. Farewell to the world forever. (Note: The symbols in the original text are like this)

"Shui Diao Ge Tou·Thousand-branched Manx Immortal Certificate" Song Dynasty? The talented person is selected, and the jade chime shines on the golden bell. The gentle spring breeze on the sleeves spreads in the mist of Tiao River, praising the children. It looks like a temple, Diao Ben Ma Tou Gong. The candles are like rafters, the fragrance is like mist, and the banquet is like a feast. My longevity wine must be believed, it is not the same as the world. Last night there was joyous news about the Qing Dynasty, and today there is singing and dancing in the Huangtang, a once-in-a-thousand-year reunion. Next year, in five clouds, Xuan persuades Huang Feng to break.

"Rain Lin Bell" Liu Yong, Song Dynasty

The chilling cicadas are mournful, facing the pavilion at night, the shower has begun to stop. There is no trace of drinking in the tent of the capital, and the place of nostalgia is the orchid boat. Doubted see tears in their eyes, even Yuning choke. The thought goes away, thousands of miles of smoke waves, the dusk is heavy and the sky is vast.

Sentiment has hurt parting since ancient times, and it is even more embarrassing to be left out in the Qingqing Festival! Where did you wake up tonight? On the bank of willows, the dawn wind wanes and the moon falls. After so many years, it should be a good time and good scenery. Even if there are thousands of customs, who can tell them?

"Slow Voice·Xun Xun Mi Mi"? Song Dynasty Li Qingzhao

Xun Xun Mi Mi, deserted, miserable and miserable. It is most difficult to breathe when it is suddenly warm and then cold. How can three cups and two glasses of light wine defeat him, who comes late and is in a hurry? The wild geese are passing by, and I am sad, but it is an old acquaintance.

The ground is covered with yellow flowers. Haggard and damaged, who is worthy of being picked off now? Watching the window, how can you be alone in darkness? The phoenix trees are covered with drizzle, and it rains bit by bit at dusk.

This time, how could there be such a thing as "sorrow"!