Additionally, some selections from the All-Tang Poetry are for reference:
Volume 004:012〖The Chongyang Festival is celebrated together at home and abroad, and the poem is used to express the will of the people, because it is shown to all the officials〗(Tang Dezong Li Shih):
Sharp Festival is held on the 9th day of the 9th month of the 12th lunar month, when the new rain falls after the new rain. Autumn yellow leaves, chrysanthemum scattered gold pool at the beginning. Happy hearts are smooth and far away, different customs with the car book. The most important thing to do is to make peace, and it is a good time to have a banquet. The silk and bamboo clanging, the hairpins and trains are all in abundance. This joy is not enough, and this sincerity is expected to last forever.
Column 004:013 (The incident of Chung Yeung Day) (Li Shi, Emperor De Zong of Tang Dynasty): The festival of the day is bright and clear, and the four suburbs are empty of smoke and mist. The sky is clear of white dew, and the chrysanthemums are scattered with golden bushes. Widowed lotus heavenly bestowal, the time to rest a hundred works. I don't want to sing the bell music, think of the same as the ruler and minister. The most important thing is that they are in the pavilion, and they have always been in the same place. I am not sure what I am looking forward to, but I am looking forward to a good year.
Volume 004:014 (A Bountiful Year with Many Celebrations, Nine Days of Showing Wisdom) (Li Shi, Emperor De Zong of Tang Dynasty): Sharpness of the air and cleanliness of the season, the morning clothes smell the Shuo Hong. There is a good festival in Chung Yeung, and all things are happy to have a good year. The color of the bright and clean twilight pool and the new chrysanthemum bush. The color of the pool is bright and clean, and the new chrysanthemums are fragrant. I believe in our way, and I believe that we are all in the same boat. The world will be a fair place if we are sincere about this.
Colume 058:011 (The highest peak of Li): On the ninth day of the ninth month of the leap year, I was honored by the temple of the Generalissimo to ascend to the floating map. Cold flowers still recommend chrysanthemums, the seat of the evening more than the lotus. The phoenix of the temple returned to the carved carriage, and the rainbow of the sail was colored. I'm not sure if I'm going to be able to get a good deal out of it, but I'm sure I'll be able to get a good deal out of it.
Column 062:023 (Du Shenyan): The crickets return late, the dogwood festival is new. Frost falls on the moon of a green woman, and wine is sent to the white-clothed people. I am happy to live a long life, but I am not a minister. Longsha is this place, and the old custom is to sit as a neighbor.
Column 089:021 (Five Poems on the Ninth Day of the Dogwood Mountain) (Zhang Shu): 1. I am at home in the lower part of Luoyang, and I can see Mt. Carved as Cornus Festival, love born between the creation. 2, yellow flower is suitable for wine, Qing Yue good to ascend. I am a good climber. I have to bow to the Ming court, but I am a laborer for the whole world. 3) Chrysanthemum wine is carried to the mountain guests, cornelian cherry sacs are tied to the shepherd boy. The road is suspected to be with Dakui, and the heart is like asking Hongmeng.4. The number of the ninth day of the Chongyang Festival, the three autumns of ten thousand realities. The first time I came to visit the Queen of the Xuan, I went to sit in the Ying Ying. 5, the late festival to celebrate the ninth day of the ninth month, five thousand on the high mountain. I know that I have met the saint in my drunkenness, and I have seen the immortal in my dreams.
Volume 447:068 (The Ninth Day) (Bai Juyi): The darkness of the eyes and the winds are a nuisance, and the new chrysanthemums around the hedges are yellow for whom. I am tired of traveling for a long time, and my lungs have been damaged by years of drinking. I have been to Wu County twice in September, and to Yuezhou four times in Chung Yeung. I am afraid of flying to the cup of wine to score more points, tired of listening to the old song of the pianoforte. The crickets sound cold after the first rain, cornelian cherry color shallow without frost. The last fall **** number of ascend to the high will, again by this year to reduce one.
Volume 191:017 (Chongjiu Deng Chucheng building remembered the previous year nine days back to Feng to go to Cui Du Shui and all the brother banquet collection of poignant nostalgia〗(Wei Yingwu): today's Chongjiu Banquet, the last year in the Beijing division. Chat back to the province step, a go to the countryside garden period. Jiajie Begins Yun Mai, Zhou Chen has been and here. Autumn mountains are full of clear scenery, when the appreciation belongs to the deviation. The people are dispersed, and the trees are decaying. I'm not sure if I'm going to be able to do this, but I'm going to be able to do it, and I'm going to be able to do it.
Volume 459:047 (Bai Juyi): Drinking alone on the ninth day of the ninth leap month: In front of the yellow flowers and the green trees, there are still some old pipes and strings. Occasionally encountered the ninth day of the leap fall, DongLi drink alone a TaoRan. Since September, I have been fasting, and I have not been drunk for fifteen years.
Volume 447:077 (Heting Qingwang〗[September 8] (Bai Juyi): The wind is converging on the clouds, and the smoke is breaking the surface of the water. The shadow of the rainbow bridge comes out, and the sound of geese sculling comes in the fall. I'm not sure how much I'm going to be able to do with this. The next day is the ninth day of the ninth month, who will advise the chrysanthemum cup.
Volume 513:005 〖and Xing Langzhong disease in the Chongyang strong play tour of the original〗(Pei Yizhi) Jia Chen order festival **** Tao Tao, the scenery pulling feelings and not labor. Dawn of the whole crown orchid room quiet, the autumn plains riding chrysanthemums high. The sunny light is presented one by one to the golden temple, the poetic thought is drenched in water to force the Cao. I'm not sure if I'm going to be able to get a good look at this, but I'm sure I'm going to be able to get a good look at this," he said.
Column 550:013 (Chongyang) (Zhao Longevity): The festival of Chongjiu is outside the sea gate, and my home is in the east of the smoky waters of the five lakes. I am still searching for poems in the autumn mountains, and accompanying the monks to sing to the wind of chrysanthemums.
Colume 664:012 (Luo Yin): Where to climb the autumn mountain when I am sick, I used to be in Wei Qu and now I am in Guangling. The drunkenness of Guangling does not relieve the boredom, but the old tour of Wei Qu can be patted. Even though the festivals are passed by, the years are so long that people hate them. I'm going to drive my horse forward, but I can't do anything about it.
Column 329:012 (Reward for the Ninth Day) (Quan Deyi): The ninth day of the ninth month of the year is a time for recreation and entertainment, and the autumn light is very different from that of the past. On the other day, when the head looks like snow, I will still insert cornelian cherry.
Column 329:013 (and nine days from Yang's sister's tour) (Quan Deyu): Autumn light and wind are open to the sky, and the festival celebrates the first feast. The family members are lucky, and the ladies are wise. I am invited to a chrysanthemum wine party, and I am invited to a willow blossom song. Today, we will be able to enjoy the festival with one heart, and we will be able to win the year of falling hats.
Colume 325:019 (Nine Days in Jiaxing): I sent my relatives in Danyang to Quan Deyi (Quan Deyi): I was a poor man in the year when I was on the road to Qiqi, and I was looking at the west with a blank mind. The accumulated water has crossed the south, the floating clouds have lost the old hometown. I was looking for a villa by the sea, and I saw the sunrise in my sorrow. The grass dews and lotus clothes are cold, and the mountain breeze smells of chrysanthemum wine. I have a ballad about falling leaves, and my eyes are filled with the light of fall. I am envious of the place where you can climb up, and the fireworks are all over the training pond.
Volume 633:050 (Sikongtu): The old man of Chu meets with tears all over his clothes, and the name of a piece of thin eunuch is known to be wrong. His hometown is not like the road on earth, and he should not return to the **** east stream.
Column 633:025 (Sikong Tu): The rain is blocked by the heavy sun, and the chrysanthemums in the mountain house are not yet in bloom. It is better to climb up to the heights and look at the broken, lonely smoke and the horse hissing back.
Volume 634:013 (Sikongtu): 1. The chrysanthemums in front of the eaves are less fragrant than the swallows, and the chrysanthemums in front of the court are deserted after the swallows are finished. The oldest one is less than the youngest one, and every festival is more sad.2. The rain and cold do not wait for the chrysanthemums to rush, but fear the warmth of the sunny sky and the opening of the chrysanthemums. The chrysanthemums have been in bloom for a long time, but they are still in bloom, and the butterflies are wandering around with them.3. The green chrysanthemums are too lazy to change their clothes, and the yellow chrysanthemums are too hard to beg for wine. The long pavilions are full of despair, and the river is a more important barrier.4. The white hair is afraid of the cold and the comb is lazy, and the yellow flowers bloom in the sunny day. The butterflies in the hedgerow should report to each other that they have been brought by their neighbors.
Volume 885:008 (Zhejiang Chongyang〗(Sikongtu): Climbing to a high altitude, I only look north, and the chrysanthemums help me to be bright. The festival is the first time for me to be away from my family, and I am only happy to see the sunshine in my poor house. I can see the good writing, but I can't accomplish anything in my old age. I don't want to lament the obstruction of the mountains, but I'm not going to stop the soldiers.