(Song) Li Qingzhao

The mist is thick and the clouds are sad forever, and the brain sells the golden beast.

In the double ninth festival, lying in the pillow, in the middle of the night, the cold of the body has just been soaked.

Drinking wine in the eastern fence until after dusk, the faint yellow chrysanthemum fragrance overflowing with double sleeves.

Don't be ecstasy, curtain rolls west wind, people are thinner than yellow flowers!

2. on the mountain holiday thinking of my brothers in shandong

(Tang) Wang Wei

A lonely stranger in a strange land I am cast, I miss my family all the more on every festive day.

Think of the brothers body boarded up high, will also because of less than I have a regret.

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

(Tang) Du Mu

The river reflected the autumn shadow geese just south fly, about friends with the wine with the Flagon hill. The world is troubled with a smile, and the chrysanthemum blooms when it is in full bloom.

However, I will pay for the festival as much as I can, and I will not hate it when I board. Life is short history, after all, why, like qi jinggong to tears in the eyes.

4, September 10th.

(Tang) Li Bai

Climb the mountain yesterday, and lift it again today.

Chrysanthemum is too bitter, and it's a double ninth festival.

5. Visit Xuanwu Mountain on September 9th.

(Tang) Lu Zhaolin

Looking at the mountains and rivers on September 9, I returned to my heart and looked at the wind and smoke.

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