What are the ancient poems about the Chung Yeung Festival?

September 9 recalls the Shandong brothers.

Tang] Wang Wei. Alone in a foreign land as a stranger, every festival is full of relatives. The remote knowledge brothers ascended to the heights, and there was one less person in the dogwood.

The sky and the autumn light.

Song] Li Qingzhao.

The sky and autumn light, turning around the emotional wounds, exploring Jin Yingzhi near Chongyang. The first time I tried thin clothes, the green ants tasted new, and gradually there was a wind, a rain, and a cool. The courtyard at dusk is sad and panicked, and the past is sad when I wake up. That is an eternal night, and the moon is empty. Smell the sound of the anvil pounding, the sound of the stinging is thin, and the leakage is long.

Bodhisattva Barbarian, Autumn Boudoir.

Qing] Xu Can. The west wind makes the ice muscles thorough, and the exquisite crystal pillow is sorrowful. The season is Chongyang, and chrysanthemums are long. The fish book has endured for years, and the candles and tears have flowed for the waning moon. Dreams are not clear, and the distant mountains are chaotic.

1. Chongyang. 【Tang】Zhao Yi.

The festival is outside the gate of Jiuhai, and the home is in the east of the five lakes.

He also looked for verses from Akiyama, accompanied by monks chanting to the chrysanthemum wind.

2. On September 9, I recalled the Shandong brothers.

Tang] Wang Wei. Alone in a foreign land as a stranger, every festival is full of relatives.

The remote knowledge brothers ascended to the heights, and there was one less person in the dogwood.

3. Nine days of Qi Mountain climbing.

Don) Du Mu. Jiang Han's autumn shadow goose flew for the first time, and the guest carried the pot on Cuiwei. It is rare to laugh in the world, and the chrysanthemum must be full of heads.

But it will be drunk and rewarded, and it will not be hated and sunset. This is the only way in the past, why should Niu Shan be alone.

4. September 10.

Tang) Li Bai. Yesterday I climbed high, and today I will do it again.

Chrysanthemums are too bitter and suffer from these two double yangs.

5. On September 9, Xuanwu Mountain traveled to the view.

Tang) Lu Zhaolin.

On September 9, looking at the mountains and rivers, I returned to look at the wind and smoke.

Drink Jinhua wine together in other places, and share the sorrow of the wild goose.

6, nine days in Shuzhong.

Tang) Wang Bo. On September 9, he looked at the hometown platform, and he sent off a cup in another country.

People are tired of suffering in the south, and Hong Yanna comes from the north.

7. Nine-day work.

Tang) Wang Jin. Mo will be the border land than Kyoto, August frost grass has withered.

In today's ascending bottle of wine, I don't know if there can be chrysanthemums.

8. Nine days. (Tang) Yang Heng.

The yellow flower purple chrysanthemum falls next to the fence, and the chrysanthemum is picked and the wine loves the new.

I can't bear to look at my hometown today, and I forcibly insert dogwood with everyone.

9, Fenghe nine days fortunate to come to Weiting to climb the branch.

Wayne Stone. Heavy nine autumn festival, you have to move the ceremony.

The golden wind flutters the chrysanthemum, and the jade dew weeps the branches.

Outside the eight red lines, the astronomical seven Yao Pi.

The depth should be imminent, and the danger should not be forgotten if it is high.

10. Drunken flower shade.

Song] Li Qingzhao.

The mist is thick and the clouds are sad for eternity, and the golden beast is sold in the brain.

The festival is chongyang, the jade pillow yarn cupboard, the middle of the night is cool and the beginning is penetrated.

After dusk, there is a dark fragrance on the sleeves.

Mo Dao is not ecstatic, the curtain is swept by the west wind, and people are thinner than yellow flowers!

September 9 recalls the Shandong brothers.

Alone in a foreign land as a stranger, every festival is full of relatives.

The remote knowledge brothers ascended to the heights, and there was one less person in the dogwood.

1.Alone in a foreign land as a stranger, every festival is full of relatives. The remote knowledge brothers ascended to the heights, and there was one less person in the dogwood. - September 9, reminiscences of Shandong Brothers (Tang) Wang Wei.

2.The garden is full of chrysanthemums and golden flowers, and there are lonely bushes like frost. It's also like today's song banquet, and Pulsatilla enters the juvenile field. ——Chongyang Banquet Fu Bai Ju (Tang) Bai Juyi.

3.Life is easy to grow old and difficult to grow old, the years are chongyang, and now they are chongyang, and the battlefield yellow flowers are extraordinarily fragrant.

The annual autumn wind is strong, referring to the fierce side is not like spring, better than spring, and the frost is thousands of miles away. - Only Oak Picking Mulberry Chongyang"***.

4.On September 9, looking at the mountains and rivers, I returned to look at the wind and smoke. Drink Jinhua wine together in other places, and share the sorrow of the wild goose. ——September 9 Xuanwu Mountain Brigade View (Tang) Lu Zhaolin.