Poems and ancient poems about the Double Ninth Festival

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?

2. Once upon a time, Chongyang

When you are old, you will strive for an inch of shade, and when you are young, you will find a negative heart. Mid-Autumn Festival deviates from the end of the month, and the yellow flowers have not been scattered for nine days. It is better to pick small buds, while dogwood chats with friends and pours wine alone. Why today's Double Ninth Festival? From then on, I will visit the fence every day.

3. Huang Shang's "Guizhixiang Chongyang"

Fermented grains ripen first. After nine days of competition, the west wind is cold. Shuzi's new makeup, thousands of clusters of yellow till dawn. When the incense is noisy, you must live in it, drunk but not drunk. Cars and horses laugh, Longshan lives in seclusion, and many stories are very heavy. * * * All day, not enough for boarding. Don't ask next year, the honor and disgrace of the floating world. It's a rare moment to see the autumn on the temples particularly green. And invite the moon to shine on the gold, and it is as cold as a waterfall. The banquet is invited back, people are coming, and Cornus officinalis is wearing ruby.