1, Yan Fu's Double Ninth Festival (modern).
Autumn leaves have fallen, drizzle has fallen silently, flowers are walking, shadows are fragrant, autumn leaves are returned to the warehouse, and autumn wind shines in the coming year. It's the Double Ninth Festival. The Bell and Drum Temple stands by the mountain, towering clouds stand in the distance, climbing rocks and looking far away, flying south is everywhere, and tourists are looking forward to leaving a beautiful image in the leisurely depths, sighing for Gu Lou as they walk.
The clear voice, the poet, echoed in the mountains, and the breeze floated by. In front of the fence, the fragrance bursts and the soul falls into the dream.
2. The Double Ninth Festival by Cheng Yun (Modern).
You raised me and I grew old with you. The kindness of parents is hard to repay in a lifetime. I know in my heart that your happiness is the filial piety of children and your joy is the excitement of children and grandchildren. Parents see that you are weather-beaten and white-haired In children's minds, your health is more important than anything else.
Double Ninth Festival, September 9th, autumn harvest, this is the best greeting to the old people. I know how I feel as a parent at this moment, and I know that as a child, I want to hear your nagging most at this moment. I wish my parents a long and healthy life, and wish all the children in the world virtuous and filial, and enjoy happiness in the harmonious family of the motherland.
3, "Feelings of the Double Ninth Festival" Author: desert escapers (modern).
Sunshine always wants to heal, every pain and bump, the smile of wild chrysanthemum, warm in the wandering wind, make my pace faster than the wind, deliberately choose such a moment to bring comfort and hold a heart ceremony. On the top of the hometown, the lonely shadow is higher than the mountain, and the painful eyes are more depressed than the fallen leaves.
4, "Double Ninth Festival" Author: Qian Fu (modern).
A woman is a tree, a man is a road, a green leaf is a bright eye in spring, a grass has just crossed, like a crying rainy season, until it has seen through the autumn water for thousands of years, and before the promise of a big bird and a big tree agreed in a previous life, it finally collapsed overnight in the golden wind. Standing behind the Double Ninth Festival, I heard A Jin Chrysanthemum lurking in my heart.
The sound that blooms quietly, if you can keep a zero-distance contact with a bird in spring, you can let love compress the contact between heart and heart to zero distance.