Remote to the place where the brothers climbed high, inserting dogwoods all over the less one -- Tang, Wang Wei, "September 9 Memories of Shandong Brothers"

Modo not soul, the curtain rolls the west wind, the people than the yellow flowers thin. --Tang, Meng Haoran, "Passing by the Old Man's Village"

Dongli put wine after dusk, there is a dark fragrance filling the sleeves. --Song, Li Qingzhao, "Drunken Blossom Yin - Mist and Thick Clouds of Sorrow for an eternity"

It is hard to meet people in the world who open their mouths and smile, and chrysanthemums must be inserted into their heads and returned to them. --Tang, Du Mu, "Ascending Mount Qishan on the Ninth Day"

Wangs and grandchildren should not compare them to artemesia, and the branches of the ninth day are close to the hair on the temples. --Tang, Zheng Gu, "The Chrysanthemums"

The garden is full of chrysanthemums, but there is a lone bush whose color is like frost. The only thing I feel is that my soul is lost. --Ching, Nalan Seide, "Cai Sang Zi - Nine Days"

The other country **** discretionary golden flower wine, ten thousand miles with the sadness of the sky of geese. --Tang, Lu Zhaolin, "The View from Xuanwu Mountain on the Ninth Day of the Ninth Month"

Why is the chrysanthemum too bitter to be subjected to these two suns? --Tang Dynasty, Li Bai, "On the Tenth Day of the Ninth Month"

The chrysanthemum is yellow. The chrysanthemums are yellow in color. --Song, Lv Benzhong, "Nan Ge Zi - The Post Road Invades the Slanting Moon"

On the ninth day of the ninth month, I look forward to the township platform, and I see my guests to their home towns with a glass of wine. --Tang, Wang Bo, "Nine Days in Shuzhong / Nine Days of Ascending to the Heights"

The wine smells of wine on the ninth day of the bright morning, and the year's good scenery is orange and yellow. --Tang, Cen Sen (岑参)《奉陪封大夫九日登高》