Remembering the Brothers from Shandong on September 9th
Wang Wei of Tang Dynasty
A stranger in a foreign land, I miss my family even more during the festive season.
I know from afar that my brothers have climbed to a high place, and there is one less person planting dogwood trees everywhere.
Xie Xin'en
Tang*Li Yu
The slow autumn light cannot be retained, and the red leaves are full of dusk.
It’s the Double Ninth Festival again, and the pavilion is at the top. The fragrance of dogwood falls,
The smell of purple chrysanthemum floats in the courtyard, and the mist drizzles in the evening.
Yongyongxin's wild goose swallows cold sounds, and the sorrow and hatred are the same every year.
Passing through my old friend's village
Meng Haoran of Tang Dynasty
My old friend brought chicken and millet and invited me to Tian's house.
The green trees are adjacent to the village, and the green mountains and hills are sloping outside.
Have a banquet in the garden, drink wine and talk about mulberry and hemp.
On the Double Ninth Festival, I will come to see chrysanthemums.
Climbing Lanshan Mountain in Autumn to Send Zhang Wu
Meng Haoran of the Tang Dynasty
In the white mountains of Beishan, the hermit feels happy.
Looking at each other and trying to climb high, our hearts will fly away with the wild geese.
Sorrow arises in the dusk, and happiness comes in the autumn.
I saw people returning to the village, crossing the sand to rest.
The trees on the horizon are like shepherd's purses, and the boats on the riverside are like the moon.
Why should you bring wine to get drunk on the Double Ninth Festival?
Climbing the Mountain in Nine Days
Du Mu, Tang Dynasty
The wild geese are flying in the autumn shadow of Jiang Han, and they are carrying pots with guests on the green microgreens.
It is rare in this world to smile, and you must return with your head full of chrysanthemums.
But I will be drunk to celebrate the festival, and I will not come to hate the sunset.
This has always been the case. Why should Niu Shan be alone in his clothes?