The following is a poem on the customs of Chongyang Festival

Memories of Shandong Brothers on September 9th. Wang Wei. Tang Dynasty

Alone in a foreign land, I miss my relatives twice as much as I miss them at festivals. I know the place where my brother climbed to the top of the mountain, but I have to put a cornelian cherry on the top of it.

Wang Wei was seventeen years old and wandering alone when he wrote this poem, which has become an eternal classic.

A person who is alone in the outside world and wandering in other places is just like that on weekdays, but on this wonderful festival of Chung Yeung, he thought of his hometown and his brothers again. They must have climbed the mountain, with cornelian cherry on their bodies, but they realized that I was missing. This kind of nostalgia for the hometown and relatives, sincere and sincere, once written out is extremely touching.

Thoughts of Chang'an on the Ninth Day of the March. Cen Shen. Tang Dynasty

Strongly wanting to climb up the mountain, no one sends me wine. The chrysanthemums in the old garden should be opened in the battlefield.

It is a custom to enjoy chrysanthemums and drink wine on the Chongyang Festival. But Cen Shen's version of the festival makes people feel a pang of sadness.

The times of war and chaos, there is no heart to ascend the heights, reluctantly to follow the custom to ascend the heights of their own, but unfortunately no one will be sent to the wine, the heart of the old garden of Chang'an, has been reduced to a battlefield, those who once appreciated chrysanthemums, and now can only be lonely in the battlefield beside the open, who will go to appreciate it?

Du Mu. Du Mu. Tang Dynasty

Jianghan Autumn Shadow Geese first flew, and the guest with the pot on the Cuiwei. I'm not sure if I'm going to be able to get through this, but I'm sure I'm going to be able to get through it.

But I'm not going to be able to pay for it, I don't need to go out and hate the sunshine. I'm not going to be able to do that, but I'm going to be able to do it, and I'm going to be able to do it.

Zhang Hu visited Du Mu in Chizhou, and of course he was happy to have a friend from afar. He and Du Mu climbed up Mount Qi to enjoy the beautiful scenery and chrysanthemums. The two of them were so happy to see each other that they could not realize that the sun had already set in the west.

Zhang Hu, Du Mu, a pair of friends have been unrecognized, there is a sense of compassion, and coincided with the Chung Yeung Festival, in the face of the intoxicating autumn colors of Jiangnan, the two have thrown away the world's troubles, the mood is naturally very happy.

Life is short, do not always dwell on the past, to remind themselves to live well at the moment, cherish the happiness of the present.