(Song) Li Qingzhao
The fog is thick and the clouds are light, and it will always be sad. The brain sells golden beasts.
Double Ninth Festival, lying in bed, in the middle of the night, the cold on my body has just been soaked.
Dongli drinks until dusk, and faint chrysanthemum fragrance overflows his sleeves.
Don't get carried away, the curtain rolls west wind, people are thinner than yellow flowers!
2. Yu Chang 'an returned to Yangzhou on September 9th, in order to charm the mountain pavilion.
(Southern Dynasty Chen)
My heart went south, but my body came back from north to south in autumn.
How many flowers are there under the fence in my hometown today?
3. Indulge in Dongfeng heavy wine
(Yuan) Guan Hanqing
Poems on the red leaves make it resist the emotional baggage, and people in chrysanthemums lie in the songs upstairs.
The shadows of wild geese in the sky are thin, and the moon is thin at sunset.
In the cold autumn, willow trees are chilling and sad.
Who will teach white clothes to deliver wine?