The best lines of the Chongyang Festival poems are as follows:

There is no way not to lose one's soul, the curtain rolls down to the west wind, and people are thinner than yellow flowers. --Li Qingzhao, "Drunken Flower Yin - Mist and Thick Clouds Worrying About Eternal Day"

It is hard to meet the world and open your mouth to laugh, chrysanthemums must be inserted in the full head to return. --Du Mu, "Ascending Qishan Mountain on the Ninth Day"

When the sun comes back, I will come back to the chrysanthemums. --Meng Haoran, "Passing by the Old Man's Village"

When I am alone in a foreign land, I miss my relatives twice as much as I miss them at festivals. --Wang Wei, "Remembering the Brothers of Shandong on the Ninth Day of the Ninth Month"

People grow old in the west wind, and butterflies worry about the yellow flowers of tomorrow. --Zhang Kejiu, "Folding the Laurel Order - Ninth Day"

The wine of the golden flower in his hometown is ****disgusting, and the sadness of the sky of the geese is the same for ten thousand miles. --Lu Zhaolin's "View of Xuanwu Mountain on the Ninth Day of the Ninth Month"

The garden is full of flowers and chrysanthemums, but there is a lone bush that looks like frost. --Bai Juyi, "White Chrysanthemums on a Seat at the Chongyang Festival"

On the ninth day of the ninth month, I looked at the township platform, and I sent the guest to his home town with a glass of wine. --Li Bai, "On the Tenth Day of the Ninth Month"

The hibiscus and golden chrysanthemums are fragrant. The weather is so hot that I want to see the sun again. --Yan Shu (晏殊), "诉衷情-芙蓉金菊斗馨香"

九日龙山饮，黄花笑逐臣. --Li Bai, "Drinking on Dragon Mountain on the Ninth Day"

The sky and the autumn light, the turn of the tide of love and sadness, and the search for the golden chrysanthemums to know that it is near the Chung Yeung Festival. --Li Qingzhao, "Hsing Hsiang Zi - Heaven and Autumn Light"

It was a strong desire to climb up to the heights, but no one sent me wine. --Cen Sen, "Nine Days of Marching, Thinking of My Old Garden in Chang'an"

The wine smells good on the ninth day of the bright morning, and the year's good scenery is orange and yellow. --Zhang Kejiu, "Full Court Fans - Nine Days in the Passenger"

With the guest carrying the pot on the Cuiwei, Jiang Han autumn shadow of the geese first flew, the world is difficult to meet the open mouth smile, young, chrysanthemums must be inserted full of head return. The high place is bleak. The chrysanthemums are thin, Du Qiuniang. --Wu Wenying, "The Wave of Sand" (浪淘沙-九日从吴见山觅酒)

九月九日眺山川，归心归望积风烟。 --Lu Zhaolin, "The View from Xuanwu Mountain on the Ninth Day of the 9th Moon"

The yellow branch of the chrysanthemum in the short hedge. It is the deepest part of the chaotic mountain, where the sun is the most important day of the year. --Lu Benzhong, "Nan Ge Zi - The Post Road Invades the Slanting Moon"

Bringing a pot to drink the flowing sun, and pulling down the chrysanthemums in cold glory. --Li Bai, "The Nine Days"