On the Double Ninth Festival, I will come to see chrysanthemums.

Pick chrysanthemums under the eastern fence, and leisurely see the Nanshan Mountain!

It’s not that chrysanthemums are preferred among flowers. There will be no flowers even after all the flowers have bloomed.

The towering incense array penetrates Chang'an, and the whole city is covered with golden armor.

Chrysanthemum is the hermit flower.

Appreciating Chrysanthemums (Shen Junru)

A cluster of cold chrysanthemums is more beautiful than the beautiful flowers, covering the clear window with moving green gauze.

At first I felt a slight fragrance in the hothouse, it was really strange and beautiful.

Poetry of Autumn Ju (Chen Yi)

Autumn chrysanthemum can be proud of the frost, but the wind and frost are heavy.

It is cold-resistant, but what can it do about wind and frost?

Chrysanthemum Appreciation (Zhu De)

The branches of strange flowers are independent, and the jade bones and ice muscles are closed under the eyes.

Let’s listen to the peace of the world, and I am willing to use chrysanthemum wine to resolve the old grudges.

The fragrance of chrysanthemums (Zang Kejia)

The scenery of the North, no wind or rain during the Double Ninth Festival.

If you don’t go to the western mountains to see the red leaves, you will come to see the yellow leaves.

People are leaning on sparse fences, flowers are next to palace walls, red curtains are in the city, and gate towers are looking up to the sky.

I borrow the fragrance and appreciate it alone, thinking about the flying geese flying to the end of the world.

There is no need to hold a bowl of wine, and it is particularly delicious to recite good verses silently.

The figure is thin and energetic, with his head raised toward the east.

Chrysanthemum Appreciation (Dong Biwu)

There are more than a hundred famous species of chrysanthemum, and the flowers are beautiful and beautiful.

Autumn is pale outside the garden, but spring is coming before your eyes.

Who is responsible for the merit of creation? Hard-working and intelligent.

Enjoy your heart and invite guests***; sing music to prolong your life.

White chrysanthemums at dusk during the Double Ninth Festival (Bai Juyi)

The garden is full of golden chrysanthemums and tulips, and there is a solitary bush in the middle that looks like frost.

It’s like today’s singing and drinking banquet, and the white-headed man enters the youth field.

Chrysanthemum (Li Shangyin)

Dark lavender, melting yellow.

Tao Ling's fence is beautiful, and Luo Han's house is fragrant.

Whenever it is forbidden to show again, it is really timid of the setting sun.

May the golden parrot ascend to the White Yutang.

Chrysanthemums (Yuan Zhen)

The autumn bushes surround the house like Tao's house, and the fence is gradually sloping all over.

It’s not that chrysanthemums are preferred among flowers. There will be no flowers even after all the flowers have bloomed.

Yong Ju (Huang Chao)

When autumn comes on September 8th, I will kill all the flowers after they bloom.

The towering incense array penetrates Chang'an, and the whole city is covered with golden armor.

Many poets in the past dynasties have left many poems about chrysanthemums, including Bai Juyi's "Ode to Chrysanthemums", Wang Anshi's "Ode to Chrysanthemums", Su Shi's "Zhaochang Hanju", Lu You's "Chrysanthemum", Dong Biwu "Chrysanthemum" by Chen Yi, "Autumn Chrysanthemum" by Chen Yi, etc. These verses about chrysanthemums are so indescribable!

Chrysanthemum Poems

Although chrysanthemum poems did not begin with Tao Yuanming, Tao Weng’s love for chrysanthemums became more famous due to the praise of Song Dynasty’s "Love of Lotus". Some people even praised Tao Weng. As the flower protector of chrysanthemums.

Chrysanthemums show their appearance in yellow. "Book of Rites·Yue Ling": "The moon in autumn is full of yellow flowers." "Yellow flower" became the pronoun of chrysanthemum in the poet's writing. "Suddenly you see the yellow flowers blooming, and you know that the prime festival is coming back." In the early Tang Dynasty, Wang Ji saw the chrysanthemums blooming and realized that the Double Ninth Festival was coming. Du Fu spent the Double Ninth Festival in the war, "the old yellow flowers are left, the new ones are combed, and the white hair is slightly white"; "the white hair is hard to let go, and the yellow flowers are ashamed to see countless new ones". ——Aware of one's own aging from the passage of time. However, Li Bai used "Nine days to drink from the dragon mountain, the yellow flowers laugh and chase the ministers"; "The yellow flowers do not wave their hands, and the war drums are heard in the distance" to show his unique pride.

Bai Ju can be regarded as a rising star. The earliest people to chant the white chrysanthemum are Liu Yuxi and Bai Juyi. There were white chrysanthemums in Linghu Chu's home, and Liu Yi saw them and chanted: "Every chrysanthemum is all yellow," and "The beam garden is as lonely as frost." The whiteness of the flowers is like "an immortal wears a snow cloak, and a plain girl does not wear red makeup"; the delicateness of the flowers makes " The osmanthus clusters are ashamed of each other, and the plum blossoms are jealous of the first fragrance." Bai Juyi recalled that "the chrysanthemums in three places in Hangzhou, Luoyang, and Suzhou were of the same color". In his later years, when he saw "the garden was full of chrysanthemums and they were golden, and there was a solitary bush in the middle that looked like frost." I couldn't help but feel excited and emotional at the same time.

White chrysanthemums were still so rare in the mid-Tang Dynasty. In the late Tang Dynasty, Li Shangyin wrote that "white chrysanthemums circle the steps in the frosty sky." Correspondingly, there were more and more poems about white chrysanthemums. Sikong Tu had a preference for Baiju and wrote "Four Miscellaneous Poems on Baiju" and two sets of "Three Poems on Baiju".

The poet likes chrysanthemums, and what he values ????is that "the flowers have all bloomed in the cold, and the chrysanthemums are only full of branches" (Du Fu).

Yuan Zhen put it more directly: "It's not that chrysanthemums are preferred among flowers. This flower has no flowers after it blooms." Seng Qi has praised it as "no beauty, no monster, no other fragrance", and declared that he "plants too many to wait for the Double Ninth Festival", but "but I really love Dan Huang." Dongpo's sentence "Withered chrysanthemums still have proud frost branches" not only praises the character of chrysanthemums, but also metaphors his own sentiments.

[Chrysanthemum Rhyme]--Li Shiguang--

Autumn frost creates the chrysanthemum flower, and the endless romance writes about the sunset; I can pick up meaningless sentences at will, and the innate charm has reached thousands of families.

〔Autumn Sound〕--Fengzi--

There is a piece of gold in front of the corridor, and the sound of fragrance wafts over the tourists. Only because of the heavy frost can he become a hero, and the east fence of Liangyuan is connected with ancient and modern times.

[Chrysanthemum of Jucheng]--Wang Ruting--

The image of the lion and the dragon flew into the sky, once again glorious and powerful! The alleys and streets are filled with fragrance, and the chrysanthemums bloom on the desks in September.

Jin Tao Yuanming's "He Guo Zhubu":

The fragrant chrysanthemums bloom in the forest and the green pines crown the rocks. With this pure and beautiful appearance, Zhuo is the best under Shuang.

Taizong of the Tang Dynasty's "Fu De Canju":

The orchids on the steps condense in the summer frost, and the chrysanthemums on the banks shine in the morning light. The dew is thick and the smile is bright, the wind is light and the fragrance is lingering.

The thin leaves are light green, and the round flowers are bright yellow. Still as beautiful as she is today, she will be beautiful again when we get married again.

"Nine Days in Yun'an" by Du Fu of the Tang Dynasty:

The cold flowers have all bloomed, and the chrysanthemums are only full of branches. The number of old pickers changes frequently, and the light-flavored wine temporarily follows.

"Ying Chrysanthemum" by Bai Juyi of the Tang Dynasty:

One night of new frost covered the tiles, and the new plantains were broken by the lotus. Only the Oriental chrysanthemum is cold-resistant, and the golden millet is more clear at dawn.

"Chrysanthemum" by Yuan Zhen of the Tang Dynasty

The autumn bushes around the house look like Tao's house, and the fence edges are gradually sloping. It’s not that chrysanthemums are preferred among flowers. There will be no flowers even after all the flowers have bloomed.

"Chrysanthemum" by Wu Lulei of the Tang Dynasty

Charming golden skirt and fair skin. I know that the time is very different, and it seems to be the same as the cold season.

I can’t bear to fall to the ground, but I would rather die if I hold on to my skills.

"Chrysanthemum" by Li Shangyin of the Tang Dynasty

Dark lavender, melting yellow. Tao Ling's fence is beautiful, and Luo Han's house is fragrant.

Whenever it is forbidden to show again, it is really timid of the setting sun. May the golden parrot ascend to the White Jade Hall.

"Zhaochang Hanju" by Su Shi of the Song Dynasty

The light muscles and weak bones scatter the secret flowers, and the golden pistils are filled with flowing clouds. If you want to know, the old trillium medicine will bloom when all the herbs are destroyed.

"Chrysanthemums after the Double Ninth Festival" by Fan Chengda of the Song Dynasty

The lonely east fence is wet with dew, and the golden house in front shines on the sand. There are few girls in the world who have no charm, they only look at the flowers on the Double Ninth Festival.

Song Dynasty Lu You's "Folding Chrysanthemums on September 12th"

The fragrant yellow flowers are unique and unique, but they mismatched the chrysanthemums on the Double Ninth Festival. After a late start, I saw Ling Shuangcao more and more, making it laughable for children to say that it was out of date.

"Remnant Chrysanthemum" by Mei Yaochen of the Song Dynasty

The scattered golden pistils do not change their fragrance even though they are withered. The solitary fragrance is hidden in the deep bushes, and you can still see the clear wine from the car.

"Chrysanthemum" by Zhu Shuzhen of the Song Dynasty

The native flowers can be white or red, and they can still love this work in the evening. I would rather embrace the fragrant branches and grow old than follow the yellow leaves dancing in the autumn wind.

Jin·Yuan Haowen's "Ode to October Chrysanthemum"

Qiuxiang used to be a poet, but now it is passed down to busy people in the late festival. If it is not the west wind that keeps guests, the plum blossoms will fade away after a long time.

"Chrysanthemum" by Shen Zhou of Ming Dynasty

Flowers begin to appear at the roots of the hedgerows in autumn, but they meet with prosperity from indifference. The doorway to the west wind contains fragrance, except the Tao family to my home.

"Ying Chrysanthemum" by Yang Wanli of the Song Dynasty

The nature of things has always come from different families. Who is greedy for cold, thin and tired of time? Chrysanthemums bloom in a land of wind and frost, not chrysanthemums blooming in spring.

"Chrysanthemum" by Tang Yin of the Ming Dynasty

There are secluded bushes on three paths in the hometown, and frost falls in the blue sky one night. There are so many guests who have not returned from the end of the world, but they use the fence to watch the autumn breeze.

Dong Biwu's "Appreciating Chrysanthemums"

There are more than a hundred famous species of chrysanthemums, and the flowers bloom beautifully. The outside of the garden is pale in autumn, but the mood of spring is swirling before my eyes.

Who is responsible for the merit of creation? Hard-working and intelligent. Enjoy your heart and invite guests to enjoy your life; sing and enjoy it to prolong your life.

"Autumn Ju" by Chen Yi

Autumn chrysanthemum can be proud of frost, but it is full of wind and frost. It is cold-resistant by nature, but nothing can be done about wind and frost!

The chrysanthemum poem in "A Dream of Red Mansions" is a masterpiece. Please appreciate the chrysanthemum poem in the Red Mansion Art Garden

Recalling the Chrysanthemum

Looking at the west wind and feeling depressed, Polygonum The red reed is white and the heart is broken. There are no traces of autumn in the old garden with empty fences, and there is knowledge in dreams of clear frost under the thin moon.

Thinking about it and returning to Yanyuan, only a few people sit and listen to the evening anvil. Whoever takes pity on me because of my yellow flower disease can express my condolences that I will meet again during the Double Ninth Festival.

----Heng Wujun

Visiting Ju

Try to take a leisurely trip while the frost is clear, and don’t leave the wine glass and medicine cup flooded. Who grows it under the moon before the frost? Where is the autumn outside the threshold and beside the fence?

The wax clogs come from afar and are in love, but the cold chanting is not enough. If the yellow flower takes pity on the poet, don't bear the burden of leaning on the head of the staff today.

----Master Yihong

Planting chrysanthemums

I brought my hoe to the autumn garden and planted it beside the fence in front of the garden. It rained unexpectedly last night, but today there is still frost.

Reciting thousands of autumn poems in the cold, getting drunk with a glass of cold wine. The springs are irrigated and sealed with mud to protect them diligently, so that I know the diameter of the well and keep away the dust.

----Master Yihong

Chrysanthemums

Moved from other nurseries, they are more precious than gold, one trace is light and the other is deep. Ketou sat beside the shady fence, hugging his knees and chanting in the cool fragrance.

There is no king in the world, but it seems that I am the only one who knows everything! Don't live up to the fleeting autumn light, but rather cherish every inch of sunshine.

----Old friend of Zhenxia

Offering chrysanthemums

Playing the piano and drinking wine are a joy to behold, and several cases of Tingting decorate the quiet space. Separately, the incense is spread out in three paths, and the person who throws the book is facing an autumn branch.

The frost clears the paper tent to bring new dreams, and the cold sun sets in the garden to recall old travels. The pride of the world is also because of the same smell, the spring breeze does not flood the peaches and plums.

----Old Friend of Zhenxia

Chrysanthemum Chrysanthemum

The scoundrel poetry demon invades at dusk, and the sound is lost in silence while walking around the fence and pulling stones. The fortune in every detail is written in the frost, and the fragrance in the corner of the mouth is chanting to the moon.

The paper is full of self-pity and resentment. Who can explain the autumn heart in a few words? Since Tao Ling Pingzhang, it has been said through the ages to this day.

----Concubine Xiaoxiang

Painting chrysanthemums

I don’t know how to be mad when I write poems, how can this be a contest of painting and drawing? The gathered leaves are splashed with thousands of dots of ink, and the gathered flowers are dyed with a few traces of frost.

The light and dense fragrance of Shenhui Fengqianying escapes the fragrance of autumn. Don't waste time picking things up on the east fence, or sticking to the screen to chat to comfort yourself during the Double Ninth Festival.

----Hengwu Jun

Ask the Chrysanthemum

If you want to know about the autumn mood, which no one knows, you murmur with your hands behind your back and knock on the east fence: I am alone and proud of the world. Who hides? Is it too late to bloom?

How lonely is the dew in the garden and the frost in the garden? Can Honggui's cricket disease cause lovesickness? If you don't have anything to talk about in the world, why not talk about it for a while.

----Concubine Xiaoxiang

Hairpin chrysanthemum

I am busy planting bottles for fences every day, but I never recognize the makeup in the mirror. Mr. Chang'an is addicted to flowers, and Mr. Peng Ze is a drunkard.

The short temples are stained with cold dew, and the fragrant kerchief is stained with autumn frost. High emotions are not in the eyes of people at the time, and he claps his hands and laughs on the roadside.

- --- Banana guests

Chrysanthemum shadow

Autumn light overlaps one after another, sneaking into the three paths. The sparse lights on the windows depict the far and near, and the moonlight locks are exquisite through the sieves of the fence.

The cold fragrance lingers and the soul should stay, but the frost seal conveys the divine dream but it is empty. Don't step on the cherished secret fragrance to break it. Who can recognize the hazy eyes when drunk?

----Old Friend of Zhenxia

Chrysanthemum Dream

Having a deep sleep in the autumn beside the fence, the clouds and the moon are indistinct. To ascend to immortality is not to admire Zhuang, but to look for Tao Lingmeng in recalling the past.

When I fall asleep, I follow the wild goose, and when I wake up, I am annoyed by the cries of crickets. Who can I complain to when I wake up: The decaying grass and cold smoke have endless love!

---Concubine Xiaoxiang

Remnant Chrysanthemum

The heavy dew and frost are gradually falling, and the feast has just passed the light snow. The pedicle has a lingering fragrance of gold and is indifferent, but the branches have no whole leaves and green leaves.

The moon is falling on the bed, and the cicadas are sick, and the wild geese are late in the cold clouds thousands of miles away. Next year the autumn wind knows we will meet again, don't miss us when we break up for the time being!

----Jiao Xia Ke