Some ancient poems about the Double Ninth Festival

The ancient poems about the Double Ninth Festival are summarized as follows.

1, Chongyang

Tangzhaotuo

The festival is outside Haimen, and the home is east of the five lakes.

I also found a poem by Akiyama, accompanied by the chrysanthemum wind sung by monks.

I thought of my brothers in Shandong when I was on holiday in the mountains.

(Tang) Wang Wei

I am a lonely stranger in a strange land, and I miss my family more often during the holidays.

When I think of my brothers' bodies climbing high, I will feel a little regret for not being able to reach me.

On the 3rd and 9th, Qishan climbed the mountain.

(Tang) Du Mu

On the river, the autumn geese just flew south, and they made friends with wine and hip flask mountain. Laughter makes people laugh, when chrysanthemums are in full bloom.

However, I will try my best to pay for the festival, and I won't hate it when I board the plane. After all, life is a short history, so why do you cry like Qi Jinggong?

4. September 10.

(Tang) Li Bai

I climbed the mountain yesterday and lifted it today.

Chrysanthemum is too bitter, and it is the Double Ninth Festival.

5. Visit Xuanwu Mountain on September 9th.

(Tang) Lu

Looking at the mountains and rivers on September 9, returning to the heart and looking at the wind and smoke.

In another country, drinking Jinhua wine, Wan Li shares the same sorrow with Hongyan.

6. Nine days in central Sichuan

(Tang)

On September 9, at Wangxiangtai, he sat in a farewell cup.

Human feelings are tired and bitter in the south, and Hongyan is from the north.

Seven or nine days.

(Tang)

Don't compare the border with Kyoto, the frost grass has withered in August.

I wonder if there will be chrysanthemums in the wine today?

Eighth Street and Ninth Street

(Tang)

Yellow flowers and purple chrysanthemums fall on the edge of the fence, and the chrysanthemums are full of wine and fragrance.

I can't bear to look forward to my hometown today, but I am forced to join the crowd.

On September 9th, Feng He was lucky enough to board the Lin Wei Pavilion.

Weianshi

On the ninth festival, you must take action.

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

Looking eight miles away, there are seven wonders in astronomy.

A deep face should be in front of you, so don't forget the danger.

10, drunken shadow

(Song) Li Qingzhao

The fog is thick and the clouds are light, and it will always be sad. The brain sells golden beasts.

Double Ninth Festival, lying in bed, in the middle of the night, the cold on my body has just been soaked.

Dongli drinks until dusk, and faint chrysanthemum fragrance overflows his sleeves.

Don't get carried away, the curtain rolls west wind, people are thinner than yellow flowers!