In ordinary study, work and life, everyone has collected poems that impress them. Poetry shows the art of its language with strong rhythm, wonderful rhythm, refined language, strange imagination and rich feelings. So what kind of poetry is a good poem? The following are the poems (8 in general) about the Double Ninth Festival, which I compiled for you, for reference only, and you are welcome to read them. Poems on the Double Ninth Festival on September 1
Autumn on the river can't stop them from blooming
At that time, the golden color was about to break the window
purples were shouting
But all I heard was it-
a small purple chrysanthemum, whispering: Flowers, Flowers, Poems on the Double Ninth Festival on September 2
Words leap
Chrysanthemum. Brew a few glasses of spirits? How many miles will it take for you to go west? I just got dressed and smiled, and met an old friend
who made and accepted some ambiguous poems about the Double Ninth Festival on September 3
Only, Nan Ke
is life just a dream
or is this dream a lifetime? I don't know
on which bed happiness and I
hate each other. 4
It should be a lifetime
But I only remember autumn
only a few winds passing through the alley
and a few leaves falling down. Red beans are red, and the birch forest remains the same
This should not be just a story
However, those men
have no place to find the poem of the Double Ninth Festival on September 5
Open your body and close it
Be dumb, gently crush your smile
and a pot of passionate hot water
It's boiling! I'm young at first
. It doesn't matter which woman comes, whether she stands or lies down
. It doesn't affect that I love my chrysanthemum. It's good, and it doesn't affect that I'm listening to my own dim fragrance. 6
Leaving with everyone
I'm only near Chongyang, and my bones are fragile, and my face is yellow
There are no sun, moon and stars. Picturesque
Who is the young man, sleeping peacefully on the chrysanthemum terrace, waiting for me to be crazy about the poem of the Double Ninth Festival on September 7
I will definitely go to the legendary' Pengshan'
and then
the courtyard is deep, and the chrysanthemums are empty. 8
All the beautiful things are still unknown.
Everyone likes the poem of the Double Ninth Festival in a few words.