Nursery Rhymes and Poems for the Double Ninth Festival Poems and Nursery Rhymes for the Double Ninth Festival

1. The Double Ninth Festival is here. The Double Ninth Festival is here. Happy holidays to grandparents. We thank you very much and wish you a happy holiday.

2. Red leaves are floating, yellow leaves are floating, and the blue sky is high and surrounded by white clouds. On September 9th, the Double Ninth Festival, my grandfather and I came to climb. The two of us, hand in hand, went up to the top of the mountain and looked around.

3. In September, on September 9th, climb mountains and drink chrysanthemum wine, wear dogwood to ward off evil, and eat flower cakes to increase your longevity.

4. The windmill spins and spins happily, and it happens to be a windy day today. Go to the east neighborhood and turn to the west courtyard to find a good partner. You and I both take small windmills and drive them happily. The mountains are full of wild flowers, the clear mountain springs are here, and I have so many dreams. When I grow up, I will build that big windmill again and let it pump water and generate electricity.

5. "September 9" In September, on September 9, climb mountains and drink chrysanthemum wine, wear dogwood to avoid evil, and eat flower cakes to live longer. September 9, September 9th, the Double Ninth Festival is here. My grandparents laughed. I treated them to sweet cakes, and my mother praised me for being such a good baby.

6. Author of "Love and Thoughts on the Double Ninth Festival": Chang'an in the distance; it has been a Double Ninth Festival every year, and now it is a Double Ninth Festival. I was lucky enough to climb up the Red Mountain. I feel relaxed and happy, the sky is vast and the earth is vast, and I feel refreshed by the refreshing breeze. Heaven and earth are all in one place,

7. Picking mulberry seeds on the Double Ninth Festival. Author: Chairman Mao: Life is easy, but the sky is hard to grow old. Every year, there is a Double Ninth Festival, and today is another Double Ninth Festival. The yellow flowers on the battlefield are especially fragrant. Once a year, the autumn wind is strong, not like the spring scenery, but better than the spring scenery, and the vast river and sky are covered with frost. The blue sky and white clouds can be seen in the distance. Nostalgia, tenderness, family affection is still long-lasting!

8. On September 9th, I recall Shandong brother Wang Wei (Tang Dynasty). I am a stranger in a foreign land, and I miss my relatives even more during the festive season. I know from afar that when my brothers climbed to a high place, there was only one missing person planting dogwood trees everywhere.