Which poem does "Chrysanthemums, like wise men, have lingering fragrance after passing by" come from?

"Late Chrysanthemum" by Lu You of the Song Dynasty:

The bulrushes and willows are like cowards, looking forward to autumn and they have already turned yellow. Chrysanthemums are like patriots, and they have a lingering fragrance when the time comes. Under the eastern fence of Jianyan, several plants enjoy the autumn light.

Charming and nourishing the sunset, Yingying is proud of the morning frost. An expert expresses his feelings, and rice is used to pour wine into a wine cup. The investment points are really durable, and they will return to the pillow bag at the end of the year.

There are so many poems dedicated to chrysanthemum!

The leisurely mood of chrysanthemums in September

Chrysanthemums are also known as chrysanthemums, autumn chrysanthemums, nine flowers, yellow flowers, and emperor's flowers. In the late autumn of the ninth month of the lunar calendar, chrysanthemums are everywhere in the mountains and gardens. , the flowers are beautiful in shape, colorful and quite charming. Chrysanthemum is one of the four gentlemen among flowers. It is a symbol of high sentiments and far-reaching in literary works. It is mostly used to describe outstanding character, high moral integrity and cleanliness.

The flower god of chrysanthemums in September is naturally Tao Yuanming, who loved chrysanthemums all his life. He wrote an eternal saying about chrysanthemums: "Pick chrysanthemums under the eastern fence, and leisurely see the southern mountains." It is said that on September 9th of a certain year, when the Double Ninth Festival came again, Tao Yuanming sat among the chrysanthemums beside his house and picked a large handful of chrysanthemums. I can't stand the wine bottle being empty, and I can't bear the flowers falling. At this time, I suddenly heard the sound of horse hooves approaching. It turned out that Wang Hong, the governor of Jiangzhou, sent someone to bring wine, so he used the chrysanthemum in his palm as a drink and drank happily. This story later spread to the people. Every Double Ninth Festival, people drink chrysanthemum wine to feel Tao Yuanming's leisurely style and appreciate Tao Yuanming's indifferent and independent spirit.

Tao Linggong, the flower god in September, has a different appearance with gray hair and gray hair.

Autumn comes, the chrysanthemums are in full bloom, and the hibiscus on the river reflects the red water.

On the Double Ninth Festival, the hat wind blows, and the flowers wither and the cold air rushes.

I feel cold with my clothes exposed, and the bamboo stove soup is just beginning to boil.

"Drinking" by Tao Yuanming of Jin Dynasty:

The house is in a human environment, without the noise of cars and horses.

When I ask you how you can do it, your mind is far away and you are biased.

Picking chrysanthemums under the eastern fence, you can leisurely see the Nanshan Mountain.

The mountain air is getting better day by day, and the birds are flying back and forth.

There is a true meaning in this, but I have forgotten to explain it.

Selected passages about chrysanthemums in "A Dream of Red Mansions"

1. Daiyu (Concubine Xiaoxiang)

Chrysanthemum Ode

Scoundrel The demon of poetry invades at dusk, and the sound falls silent while walking around the fence and licking the stones.

The hair is written in the frost, and the fragrance in the corner of the mouth is chanting to the moon.

The paper is full of self-pity and resentment, but who can explain the autumn heart in a few words.

Since Tao Ling Pingzhang, it has been said through the ages to this day.

2.3 Baochai (Heng Wujun)

Recalling Ju

Looking at the west wind with melancholy, when the polygonum is red and the reeds are white, when the heart is broken.

There is no trace of autumn in the empty fence and old garden, and there is knowledge in the thin moon and clear frost in dreams.

Thinking of my heart and returning to Yanyuan, I only sit and listen to the evening anvil late.

Whoever takes pity on me for being so skinny will say that I will see you again during the Double Ninth Festival.

3. Baoyu (Mr. Yihong)

Visit Ju

Try to take a leisurely trip while the frost is clear, and don’t leave the wine glass and medicine cup flooded.

Whose family is planting it under the moonlight before the frost? Where is the autumn outside the threshold and by the fence?

The wax clogs come from afar and are in love, but the cold chanting is not enough.

If the yellow flower takes pity on the poet, it will not hang on the branches now.

4. Baoyu (Mr. Yihong)

Planting chrysanthemums

Bring a hoe to the autumn garden and planted it as before.

Unexpectedly, it rained last night, but today it is still full of frost.

Reciting thousands of autumn poems in the cold, drinking a glass of cold wine.

The springs are irrigated and sealed with mud to protect them diligently. I know the diameter of the well and keep away the dust.

5. Xiangyun (Old Friend of Zhenxia)

Chrysanthemums

Moved from other gardens, they are more precious than gold, one bush is light and the other is deep.

Ke Tou sat beside the shady fence, hugging his knees and chanting in the cold fragrance.

In the past few years, there has been no king in the world, but it seems that I am the only one who has good friends.

Don’t live up to the fleeting autumn light, but rather cherish every inch of the shade.

6. Xiangyun (an old friend of Zhenxia)

Offering chrysanthemums

Playing the piano and drinking wine is a joy for the couple, and several cases of Tingting decorate the quiet.

The incense is spread across three paths, and the person who throws the book is facing an autumn branch.

The frost clears the paper tent to bring new dreams, and the cold sun sets in the garden to recall old travels.

Because of the same smell, the peaches and plums were not flooded by the spring breeze.

Mao Zedong's "Picking Mulberries":

It's easy to grow old, but it's hard to grow old, and it's Double Ninth Festival every year.

Now is the Double Ninth Festival, and the yellow flowers on the battlefield are especially fragrant.

The annual autumn wind is strong, not like the spring scenery,

Better than the spring scenery, the vast river and sky are covered with frost.

Jin Dynasty Tao Yuanming's "He Guo Zhubu":

Fragrant chrysanthemums bloom in the forest, and green pines crown the rocks.

With such a pure and beautiful appearance, Zhuo is the best under Shuang.

Taizong of the Tang Dynasty's "Fu De Canju":

The orchids on the steps condense in the summer frost, and the chrysanthemums on the banks shine in the morning light.

The dew is thick and the smile is bright, and the wind is light and fragrant.

The thin leaves are light green, and the round flowers are bright yellow.

Still as beautiful as this year, and will be beautiful again after we get married.

"Nine Days in Yun'an" by Du Fu of the Tang Dynasty:

The cold flowers have all bloomed, and the chrysanthemums are only full of branches.

The old picking people come frequently, and the light-flavored wine temporarily follows.

14 Tang Dynasty Li Bai's "Feelings of Encounter";

It is lamentable that the stems of Oriental chrysanthemum are sparse and the leaves are small.

Although orchids are different, they also have their own fragrance.

The bottle is not filled with wine, but only covered with clear dew.

When the king of glory does not pick it up, what will he rely on when it falls?

Tang Dynasty's Bai Juyi's "Ode to White Chrysanthemums on the Double Ninth Festival":

The garden is full of golden chrysanthemums, and there is a solitary bush in the middle that looks like frost.

It’s like today’s singing and drinking banquet, and the white-headed man enters the youth field.

"Ying Chrysanthemum" by Bai Juyi of the Tang Dynasty:

One night of new frost covered the tiles, and the new plantains were broken by the lotus.

Only the Oriental chrysanthemum is cold-resistant, and the golden millet is more clear at dawn.

"Chrysanthemum" by Li Shangyin of the Tang Dynasty:

Dark and light purple, melting and yellow.

Tao Ling's fence is beautiful, and Luo Han's house is fragrant.

Whenever it is forbidden to be exposed again, it is really timid of the setting sun.

May the golden parrot ascend to the White Yutang.

"Chrysanthemum" by Yuan Zhen of the Tang Dynasty

The autumn bushes surround the house like Tao's house, and the fence is gradually sloping all over.

It’s not that chrysanthemums are preferred among flowers. There will be no flowers even after all the flowers have bloomed.

Tang Cen Shen's "Nine Days of Marching to Think of My Hometown in Chang'an":

I want to climb high, but no one brings me wine.

I feel sorry for the chrysanthemum in my hometown. Open near the battlefield.

"Drinking Tea with Lu Yu on Nine Days" by Shi Jiaoran of the Tang Dynasty:

In Jiuri Mountain Monastery, the chrysanthemums on the east fence are also yellow.

Lords often drink wine, but who can understand and help the fragrance of tea?

Tang Lu Guimeng's "Billions of White Chrysanthemums":

Zhizi wrote that the white chrysanthemums were blooming, and Xiang was stagnated in the west without being able to return.

The window screen under the moonlight steps is thin, and a lot of fragrance can penetrate.

"Ying Chrysanthemum" by Huang Chao of the Tang Dynasty:

When autumn comes on September 8th, I will kill all the flowers after they bloom.

The towering incense array penetrates Chang'an, and the whole city is covered with golden armor.

"Inscription on Chrysanthemums" by Huang Chao of the Tang Dynasty:

The rustling west wind fills the courtyard, and the pistils are cold, fragrant and cold, and it is difficult for butterflies to come.

If I were the Qing Emperor in another year, I would be rewarded with peach blossoms.

"Zhaochang Hanju" by Su Shi of the Song Dynasty:

The light muscles and weak bones disperse the secret flowers, and the golden pistils are filled with flowing clouds.

If you want to know the old trillium medicine, it will bloom when all the herbs are destroyed.

"Chrysanthemums Folded on September 12th" by Lu You of the Song Dynasty:

The yellow flowers are fragrant and unique, but they mismatched the chrysanthemums on the Double Ninth Festival.

As soon as I started to see Ling Shuangcao, I laughed at the children saying that it was outdated.

"Chrysanthemum" by Ouyang Xiu of the Song Dynasty:

The sun is setting on the side of the railing, and the golden stamens are flooded with clouds.

If you want to know the old trillium medicine, it will bloom when all the herbs are destroyed.

"Late Chrysanthemum" by Lu You of the Song Dynasty:

The bulrushes and willows are like cowards, looking forward to autumn and have already turned yellow.

Chrysanthemums are like patriots, and they have a lingering fragrance when the time comes.

Under the eastern fence, several trees enjoy the autumn light.

Charming and nourishing the sunset, Yingying is proud of the morning frost.

Exalted people express their feelings, and rice is used to spread wine glasses.

The investment points are really durable, and they will return to the pillow bag at the end of the year.

"Partridge Sky" by Zhang Xiaoxian of the Song Dynasty:

A rich and unique makeup that lasts from spring to autumn.

It can transform the thousand-year beauty in the sky into the yellow color of September in the world.

The mist is condensed and the frost is proud, and Dongli is just like Wuling Township.

Sometimes when they are drunk, they secretly look at each other and mistake Tao Qian for Ruan Lang.

Song Dynasty Shi Zhu's "Collected Verses of Yong Fan":

Whose fragrant are the yellow chrysanthemums on the east fence? I don't follow the example of the flowers and the bright sun.

Waiting for the autumn frost to wrap you up, you will be solitary and lonely.

"Yong Chrysanthemum" by Yang Wanli of the Song Dynasty:

The nature of things has always come from a different family. Who is greedy for cold, thin and tired of time?

Chrysanthemums are white in the land of wind and frost, not chrysanthemums in spring.

"Chrysanthemum" by Zhu Shuzhen of the Song Dynasty:

The native flowers can be white or red, and they can still love this work in the evening.

I would rather grow old with fragrant branches than follow the yellow leaves dancing in the autumn wind.

"Remnant Chrysanthemum" by Mei Yaochen of the Song Dynasty:

The fallen golden pistils do not change their fragrance even though they are withered.

The solitary fragrance is hidden in the deep bushes, but it is still possible to clear the glass from a car.

Jin·Yuan Haowen's "Ode to October Chrysanthemum":

The fragrance of autumn was used by poets in the old days, but now it is passed on to busy people in the late festival.

If it is not the west wind that keeps guests, the plum blossoms will fade away after a long time.

"Chrysanthemum" by Tang Yin of the Ming Dynasty:

There are secluded bushes along the three paths of the hometown, and frost falls in the blue sky one night.

How many guests who have not returned from the end of the world use the fence to watch the autumn wind

Ming Dynasty Tang Yin's "Picture of Chrysanthemums"

Who is the owner of the yellow flower, and it is lonely and sparse In the winding path of the fence;

Spend all your money on makeup, and your color will be paid to the west wind in your life.

"Yong Chrysanthemum" by Wen Zhengming of Ming Dynasty:

The chrysanthemums are blooming in the east of the small courtyard, and the violets are blooming in the autumn.

All the scattered red flames are gone, and I am alone dancing my sleeves to the west wind.

"Chrysanthemum" by Shen Zhou of the Ming Dynasty:

When autumn is full, flowers begin to appear at the roots of the hedge, but they meet with prosperity from indifference.

The doorway to the west wind contains fragrance, except for the Tao family to come to my house

Ming Dynasty Gao Qi's "Wanxiangxuan":

Fearing the wind and frost, blooming alone in late autumn All the flowers have withered.

The land is desolate and there are three paths of moss in the old garden. There is only one fence for the rain during the Double Ninth Festival.

The vast autumn colors make people want to be drunk, and the cold fragrance leaves the butterfly prophet in the cold.

The old man in the mountain thinks about the same old age. He sits facing the secluded pavilion and writes poems every time.