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Poems on the Ninth Double Ninth Festival in early September

The poem of the Double Ninth Festival in early September is as follows

Years have a graceful demeanour, light and shadow flow, as if just a bow, a look back, then went to the depths of the season. At the beginning of the rain and the fragrance of chrysanthemum, people say that this day is Chongyang. The autumn wind is rolling, the mountains are red, and Jin Ju is full of flowers and incense. Enjoy a piece of maple leaf red, drink a cup of chrysanthemum fragrance, and look back on the past like smoke.

Climb high and look far, and the scenery with long autumn waters spreads under your feet. I like an ancient poem written by Li Bai on the Double Ninth Festival, "Today, the clouds are beautiful, the water is green and the mountains are bright", from beginning to end. The writing time and place of Li Bai's poem have always been controversial.

There is no doubt that the ninth day refers to the Double Ninth Festival on the ninth day of September. The question is when the Double Ninth Festival will be held. Written in Lushan Mountain in 756 AD. Speaking of Li Bai and Lushan Mountain, many people will think of the well-known Wanglushan Waterfall. In fact, the relationship between Li Bai and Lushan Mountain goes far beyond this.

According to a constant habit in my life, he has climbed Lushan Mountain five times. For him, Lushan Mountain is not only a tourist attraction, but also a spiritual habitat. In 755 AD, An Shi Rebellion broke out. In order to avoid the war, Li Bai and his wife Zongshi turned around several times, and finally lived in Lushan Pingstack.

Unfortunately, being forced to live in seclusion and indulge in the scenery in the mountains is quite consistent with the lonely and chic feelings expressed in this poem. There is another saying that it was written in 762 AD, the last year of his life, Longshan, Dangtu, Anhui.

At that time, Li Bai was implicated by Li Lin, exiled to Yelang, met with forgiveness on the way, and then went to his uncle Li, who was a county magistrate in Dangtu. Longshan is located in the south of dangtu county. Li Bai once climbed a mountain and enjoyed chrysanthemums with friends in Chongyang, and wrote a poem "Drinking for Nine Days in Longshan", which is very similar to the artistic conception of this poem.

Therefore, it is reasonable to say that Jiuri and Jiuri Longshan Drink are contemporary works.

Both statements have their own supporters, and it is hard to say which one must be right and which one must be wrong. No matter when and where this poem was written, it shows a natural and elegant state of mind, and even if it is read again after a thousand years, it is still moving.

Today, the autumn is crisp, the clouds are rolling and the mountains are clear. "At the beginning of the poem, it depicts a crisp picture in autumn. In autumn, the sky is blue like a shower and white clouds are fluttering. Looking from a distance, the autumn water is clear and the autumn mountains are like flowers.

This word seems dull, but it describes the clarity and vastness of autumn. All the scenery and words are sentimental, showing the poet's cheerful mood.

Then, two sentences "holding a hip flask to make the clouds glow and the chrysanthemums glow cold" were sketched out, and the image of a madman holding a hip flask to pick chrysanthemums came to the fore. "Liu Xia" refers to the wine that the gods in the sky drink. It is said that every time you drink a cup, you won't be hungry for months.

Here, the poet refers to wine with "flowing clouds and flowing water", which not only takes care of the "good cloud scenery" at the beginning, but also adds a bit of fairy spirit, showing great pen power. And cold light refers to flowers that bloom in cold weather, and naturally it refers to chrysanthemums here.

Picking chrysanthemums and soaking in wine is an elegant move, and the poet also refers to chrysanthemums with "cold light", which shows his admiration for the blooming of chrysanthemum frost, and his feelings are self-evident.

Then, "the land is far away and the wind is clear", rendering a quiet and elegant environmental atmosphere. It is far away from the city, with high mountains and dense forests, pines and cypresses, and rugged rocks. The breeze blows through the pine forest, making sounds, like strings and flutes ringing together, crisp and pleasant.

In "Listening to the Shu Monk Playing the Piano", the poet once compared the sound of the piano to the sound of a pine tree. "When I touch the strings, a thousand valleys of pines will send me away", which shows the superb piano skills of Shu Monk.

However, the meaning here is the opposite, and "stringed instrument" is used to describe relaxing the wind. The bleak west wind has become clear and distant, and all the scenery words are sentimental, which shows that the poet is in a happy mood. If these two sentences can be regarded as a side contrast of the poet's mood, then the following "peeping at the face, smiling alone, leaning on the body" is a positive description.

The poet seems to be completely immersed in this beautiful wine, facing the glass and enjoying his smiling face. These two sentences describe the scene of Li Bai's self-entertainment. At present, the reader is suddenly absorbed into a happy atmosphere.

Finally, the sentence "I am drunk and I am pregnant with friends" is both an allusion and realism.

Meng Jia's hat off is a common allusion in Chongyang poems. Meng Jia was a famous figure in the Eastern Jin Dynasty. He attended a banquet on the Double Ninth Festival, and his hat was blown off by the mountain wind, but he was unaware of it. Someone at the dinner table wrote an article mocking him. Without thinking, he wrote an article to defend his rude behavior of taking off his hat.

All the guests present applauded after reading his article. Later generations often use this code to express the celebrity style of quick thinking, easy-going and informal. Li Bai here is both a classic and a sight. He was as drunk as a fiddler under the moon, let the mountain wind blow off his hat, sang loudly in the wind and missed his friends far away.