Chrysanthemum poems Although chrysanthemum poems did not originate from Tao Yuanming, Tao Weng's love for chrysanthemums became more famous due to the recommendation in the Song Dynasty's "Love of Lotus". Some people even praised Tao as the 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. Baiju can be considered 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. In the mid-Tang Dynasty, white chrysanthemums were still so rare. 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 chrysanthemum flowers, which are endlessly romantic and write sunset glow; random sentences can be picked up at random, and the innate charm has entered thousands of homes. 〔Autumn Sound〕--Fengzi-- There is a piece of gold in front of the steps under the corridor, and the sound of incense 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 lions and dragons flies 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 Dynasty Tao Yuanming's "He Guo Zhubu": Fragrant chrysanthemums bloom in the forest, and 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 are condensed with 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 flower clusters 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 touches the tiles, and the new plantains are 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 surround the house 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 Lülei of the Tang Dynasty. Charming golden skirt, slim white jade 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'd rather wither myself if I hold on to my skills. "Chrysanthemum" by Li Shangyin of the Tang Dynasty is dark and light purple, melting and yellow. Tao Ling's fence is beautiful, and Luo Han's house is fragrant. When is forbidden to be exposed again, it is really timid of the setting sun. May the golden parrot ascend to the White Jade Hall. Su Shi's "Zhao Chang Han Ju" of the Song Dynasty has light muscles and weak bones, scattered and quiet flowers, and the golden core is full of 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, and the technique of pairing the chrysanthemums with the wrong one during 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. Song Dynasty Mei Yaochen's "Remnant Chrysanthemum" 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 late festival. 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" The fragrance of autumn was used in poets' poems in the past, 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 the 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. "Yong Chrysanthemum" by Yang Wanli of the Song Dynasty. The nature of things has always come from a different family. Who is greedy for coldness, thinness and age? 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. They just use the fence to watch the autumn wind. Dong Biwu's "Appreciating Chrysanthemums" There are more than a hundred 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 sing happily to prolong your life. "Autumn Ju" by Chen Yi Autumn chrysanthemums can be proud of frost, but they are 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 one of the best. Please enjoy the chrysanthemum poem in the Red Mansion Art Garden. Recalling the Chrysanthemums Looking at the west wind with melancholy thoughts, when the polygonum red reeds are white and the heart is broken. There is no trace of the empty fence in the old garden in autumn. The thin moon and the clear frost make the dream clear. Thinking about it, my heart goes back to Yanyuan, and I sit alone 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 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 far away 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. ---- Mr. Yihong planted chrysanthemums. He brought a 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. ----Yihong Gongzi Duiju The flowers moved from other gardens 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 friends of Zhenxia offer chrysanthemums. Playing the piano and drinking wine are a happy couple. 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 falls silent while walking around the fence and licking the 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, Poems and plays, I don't know how to be crazy, how can it 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. ---- Heng Wujun asked Ju. He wanted to know about the autumn mood, but no one knew it. He murmured with his hands behind his back and knocked on the east fence: Who can hide together with the lonely and proud people? 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 The vase is used to plant fences every day. I am busy every day, so 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. - --- Jiao Xia Ke 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, ??Ju Meng. I had a deep sleep in the autumn beside the fence, and the clouds and the moon were indistinguishable.

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 to break away. I am frightened and come back, so 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 The residual chrysanthemum The dew and frost are gradually pouring down, 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. Half of the bed is filled with the sound of cicadas under the moonlight, and the wild geese are late in the cold clouds thousands of miles away. We will meet again next year when the autumn wind tells us, don't miss us when we break up for the time being! ----Jiao Xia Ke There are a dazzling array of poems and songs about chanting chrysanthemums in ancient and modern times. Some chant about its color, some praise its appearance, some sing about its aspirations, and some express their feelings through the scenery. It is so beautiful. Among the many chrysanthemum poets, Tao Yuanming naturally ranks first. According to records, when Tao Yuanming, a poet of the Eastern Jin Dynasty, was the magistrate of Pengze County, he was unwilling to give up his waist for five buckets of rice, took off his ribbon and returned to his hometown, and cultivated the countryside in secret. He had been living a life of "beating the soil for self-pleasure". After working, he especially likes chrysanthemums. He believes that chrysanthemums are of noble character, do not cater to elegance, and dare to be proud of the snow and frost. Even the broken chrysanthemums hang on the branches, standing tall and not falling, and still smell fragrant. Tao Yuanming used the elegance and stubbornness of the chrysanthemum to uphold his gentlemanly integrity. His home is located in Lili Village at the foot of Lushan Mountain. Every autumn, wild chrysanthemums bloom everywhere on the southern slopes, competing for beauty and fragrance. He admired the "beautiful beauty of autumn chrysanthemums" so much that he even picked the petals and took them home to brew chrysanthemum wine, which he often drank by himself. "Three paths are deserted, but pines and chrysanthemums still exist", "Picking chrysanthemums under the eastern fence, leisurely seeing the Nanshan Mountain", describe his free and comfortable life style. One of them, "He Guo Zhubu", writes: The chrysanthemums bloom in the forest, and the green pines crown the rocks. With this pure and beautiful posture, Zhuo is the best under the frost. The poet highly praised "Shuang Xiajie" and encouraged himself with the character and temperament of this chrysanthemum. Later generations respectfully called Tao Yuanming Mr. Jingjie because of his disinterest in honor and profit and his aspiration to be reclusive. Tao Yuanming, a chrysanthemum fan, has an interesting story: He was so poor that he had no wine to drink during the Double Ninth Festival, so he had to pick a lot of chrysanthemums in the garden to eat. At this time, his friend Wang Hong suddenly came with wine. This story is called "White clothes bring wine". Tao Yuanming worked in the mountains and fields every day and night. He used an ax to chop away weeds and all the depression in his heart. Only then did he realize that he was originally Nanshan's son and chrysanthemum's friend. He has no ears to hear right and wrong, so he saves his temper; his mouth does not comment on right and wrong, so he saves his worries. This is how "Returning to the Garden and Living in the Fields" and "The Story of Peach Blossom Spring" came about. The Origin of the Name of Chrysanthemum People in the past dynasties have loved and admired chrysanthemums, praising not only their practicality and beauty, but also their ability to withstand the cold and frost. Let’s take a look at the origin of the name chrysanthemum. It is recorded in the "Book of Rites·Yue Ling" that "in the autumn month, there are yellow flowers on the chrysanthemums". It means that chrysanthemums bloom in late autumn every autumn, in September, so chrysanthemums are also called "autumn flowers". The word "Chrysanthemum" in chrysanthemum means "Qiong" in ancient times, which means that the flowers of the year end here. The name of chrysanthemum is determined according to its flowering period. Because September is Yang, chrysanthemums represent the Double Ninth Festival on September 9th. Later, the habit of enjoying chrysanthemums on the "Double Ninth Festival" came into being. The character "Ju" is also written as "Ju". "Ju" is the original character of "掎". "掬" is the image of holding a handful of rice in both hands. The flower heads of chrysanthemums are very compact, as if they are holding a ball. People discovered that the chrysanthemum petals are compact and united, so it is called "chrysanthemum". After knowing the origin of the name of chrysanthemum, let's return to the article about chrysanthemum appreciation. Since Tao Yuanming gave special care to chrysanthemum, literati in the past dynasties have paid more attention and praise to chrysanthemum for its noble character and noble sentiment. In the book "A Dream of Red Mansions" alone, we can enjoy more than 10 chants. Now, let's appreciate Lin Daiyu's poem "Yin Chrysanthemum" in "Dream of Red Mansions": The scoundrel poetry demon invades at dusk, and the sound is lost in silence while walking around the fence and pecking at the stones. Ling Shuang writes with delicate beauty at every end, and sings to the moon with fragrance at the corners of his mouth. The paper is full of self-pity and wishes, but who can explain the autumn heart in a few words. Since Tao Ling Pingzhang, it has been said through the ages to this day. Daiyu's three chrysanthemum poems are the best among the sisters in the garden, and the poem "The First Chrysanthemum Poem" is the best among the three. "The fine hair is written by Ling Shuang, and the corners of the mouth are full of fragrance and sing to the moon." The flowers are beautiful, the people are beautiful, the scenery is beautiful, the emotion is beautiful, the idea is clever, and all the beauties are combined in the sentence.

"A paper full of self-pity and simple wishes" describes Daiyu's usual state of worry, sickness and self-pity; "Who can explain the autumn heart in a few words" expresses her depression of not being understood by others. Finally, she will Tao Yuanming, who has the deepest relationship with the chrysanthemum, came out to sing about the bright and noble character of the chrysanthemum, and also showed his noble character. Looking at "The Lady in the Red Mansion" from the poem about chrysanthemums. It is natural to compare women to flowers, but it is unusual to compare women with chrysanthemums. Since ancient times, Ju's wildness, indifference, uniqueness and arrogance have been attributed to Tao Yuanming, Li Bai, Qu Yuan, Huang Chao and other open-minded and heroic people, such as Tao Yuanming, Li Bai, Qu Yuan, Huang Chao and other people. However, Cao Xueqin's women in Red Mansions also visited Ju and asked about Ju. , recalling chrysanthemums and even falling in love with chrysanthemums, each with their own different thoughts. Shi Xiangyun rejoices with the chrysanthemums. The ideal is like the blurred shadow of chrysanthemums under the moonlight, illusory, and adaptable to the situation. Lin Daiyu dreams of chrysanthemums in her autumn heart, and she is as clean, proud and strong as chrysanthemums. Jia Tanchun is shrewd and rigorous, but he also often pretends to be open-minded. Under the influence of the chrysanthemum, Xue Baochai turned away from the graceful, elegant, steady and peaceful ladylike demeanor. She was naive and sad about the chrysanthemum. Regardless of whether Ju's body is involved in the Red Mansion in any way, it indicates what kind of life experience the woman in the Red Mansion will have, whether it is sad or happy. The girl in the Red Mansion is particularly similar to the chrysanthemum in that she "would rather die holding the fragrance on a branch than be blown away by the north wind." Their extraordinary intelligence and distinctive personalities all launched a struggle against the feudal ethics and secularism. Although they could not make a sonorous sound, their resistance was indispensable for the development and progress of history. Chrysanthemum is one of the gentlemen among flowers, and the women in the red mansion are friends with chrysanthemum. Their gracefulness, arrogance, and beauty add to the dazzling gold of female poetry. After appreciating the previous two chrysanthemum poems, let's savor Huang Chao's "Inscription on Chrysanthemums", which has a unique flavor. The rustling west wind fills the courtyard with plants, and the fragrant pistils are cold and the butterflies are hard to come by. If I were the Qing Emperor in that year, I would be rewarded with peach blossoms. Answered by: 55SS22ZZ88CC - Vice President Level 11 3-28 20:45 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 warm room, and it was really strange and beautiful. Qiuju Poems (Chen Yi) Qiuju 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? Appreciating chrysanthemums (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 peaceful marriage, and I am willing to use chrysanthemum wine to resolve the old grudges. Fragrance by the side 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 the palace walls, the city is decorated with red curtains, and the gate tower is looking up to the sky. Borrowing the fragrance, I only enjoy it alone, thinking about the flying geese flying to the end of the world. No need to hold a bowl of wine, reciting good verses silently is particularly delicious. The figure is thin and energetic, with his head raised towards the east. Appreciating Chrysanthemums (Dong Biwu) is famous for growing more than a hundred chrysanthemums, with beautiful and beautiful flowers. 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 sing happily to prolong your life. White Chrysanthemums (Bai Juyi) on the Double Ninth Festival. The garden is full of golden chrysanthemums, and there is a solitary cluster 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) is dark lavender, melting yellow. Tao Ling's fence is beautiful, and Luo Han's house is fragrant. When is forbidden to be exposed again, it is really timid of the setting sun. May the golden parrot ascend to the White Jade Hall. Chrysanthemums (Yuan Zhen) The autumn bushes surround the house like Tao's house, and are gradually sloping around the fence. It’s not that chrysanthemums are preferred among flowers. There will be no flowers even after all the flowers have bloomed. Yongju (Huang Chao) When autumn comes on September 8th, I will kill all the flowers after they bloom. The incense formation soaring into the sky penetrates Chang'an, and the whole city is covered with golden armor. Yuan Zhen's "Chrysanthemum" 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 the flowers have bloomed. "Ying Chrysanthemum" by Huang Chao When autumn comes on September 8th, I will kill all the flowers after they bloom. The incense formation soaring to the sky penetrates Chang'an, and the city is covered with golden armor. Tao Yuanming's "Drinking" The house is in a human environment, without the noise of carriages and horses. When I ask you how you can do it, your mind is far away and you are biased.

Picking chrysanthemums under the eastern fence, you can leisurely see the Nanshan Mountain. The mountain air is getting better day by day and the birds are flying back and forth. There is a true meaning in this, but I have forgotten to explain it. After dusk when I drink wine in Dongli, there is a faint fragrance filling my sleeves. I can't help but feel ecstasy, the west wind blows behind the curtain, and people are thinner than yellow flowers! Li Qingzhao The rustling west wind fills the courtyard, and the fragrant pistils are cold and the butterflies are hard to come. If I were the Qing Emperor in that year, I would be rewarded with peach blossoms. (Huang Chao) Qiuju Poems (Chen Yi) Qiuju can be proud of the frost, but the wind and frost are full of evil. It is cold-resistant by nature, but nothing can be done about wind and frost! The lotuses are gone and there is no rain cover, but the chrysanthemums are still covered with proud frost branches; you must remember the good times of the year, the most beautiful ones are orange and orange. Su Shi's Twelve Poems on Chrysanthemums from Dream of Red Mansions Baochai (Heng Wujun) Recalling Chrysanthemums Looking at the west wind with sorrowful thoughts, when the polygonum is red and the reeds are white, when 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, my heart will follow the wild goose, and I will sit and listen to it late at night. Whoever takes pity on me for being a thin yellow flower will comfort me by saying that I will meet again during the Double Ninth Festival. Baoyu (Mr. Yihong) visits Ju. Take advantage of the frost and clear weather to try a trip at your leisure. Do not leave the wine glass and medicine cup flooded. Whose family is planting it in the moonlight before the frost? Where is the autumn outside the threshold and by the fence? The wax clogs come from far away and are in love, but the cold chanting is not enough. If the yellow flower takes pity on the poet, it will not bear the burden of hanging on the branches now. ] Baoyu (Master Yihong) planted chrysanthemums and moved them from the autumn garden with a hoe. He planted them beside the fence and in front of the courtyard. It rained unexpectedly last night, but today there is still frost. Reciting thousands of autumn poems in the cold, drinking 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. Xiangyun (an old friend of Zhenxia) The pair of chrysanthemums brought from other gardens are more precious than gold. One clump is light and the other is deep. Ketou sat beside the shady fence, hugging his knees and chanting in the cool fragrance. There has been no king in the world for a few years, but it seems that I am the only one who has good friends. Don't live up to the fleeting autumn light, but rather cherish every inch of sunshine. Xiangyun (an old friend of Zhenxia) offers chrysanthemums, plays the piano and drinks wine, and is a happy couple. Several cases of Tingting decorate the quiet space. The incense is spread across 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. Daiyu (Concubine Xiaoxiang) Chrysanthemum Chrysanthemum The scoundrel poetry demon invades at dusk, and the sound falls silent while walking around the fence and licking the stones. The hair is written with beauty in the frost, and the fragrance at the corner of the mouth is chanting to the moon. The paper is full of self-pity and resentment, but who can explain the autumn heart in a few words. Baochai (Heng Wujun) Paints Chrysanthemums, writes poems and plays without knowing how to be crazy, how can it be a waste of time for 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 chatting on the screen to comfort yourself during the Double Ninth Festival. Since Tao Ling Pingzhang, it has been said through the ages to this day. Daiyu (the concubine of Xiaoxiang) asked the chrysanthemums about the autumn mood, but no one knew it, and murmured with her hands behind her back and knocked on the east fence: Who can hide in the world, so lonely and arrogant, how late is the flower blooming? How lonely is the dew in the garden and the frost in the garden, the crickets can be sick after returning home? Lovesickness? If you have nothing to talk about in the world, why not talk about it for a while? Tanchun (Jiao Xia Ke) I am busy planting hairpins and chrysanthemums in the vase every day, but I don’t recognize the makeup in the mirror when I fold it. 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. Daiyu (Concubine Xiaoxiang) Chrysanthemum Dream I had a deep sleep in the autumn beside the fence, and the clouds and the moon were indistinguishable. 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 to break away. I am frightened and come back, so I am annoyed by the cries of crickets. Who can I complain to when I wake up? There is no limit to the decaying grass and cold smoke. Xiangyun (old friend of Zhenxia) chrysanthemum shadow. The 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, no matter who is drunk, the eyes will be hazy. Exploring Spring (Biao Guests) The remaining chrysanthemums are gradually pouring down from the heavy dew and frost, and the feast is just past the light snow. The pedicle has a lingering fragrance of gold and is indifferent, but the branches have no whole leaves and green leaves. Half of the bed is filled with the sound of cicadas under the moonlight, and the wild geese are late in the cold clouds thousands of miles away. The autumn wind will see us again next year, so don't miss us when we break up for the time being. Lu Guimeng's "Recalling the White Chrysanthemum" It is said in a child's book that the white chrysanthemum is blooming, and Xiang is stagnant in the west. The window screen under the moonlit steps is thin, and how much fragrance penetrates.

Li Shangyin's "Chrysanthemum" is dark and light purple, melting and yellow. Tao Ling's fence is beautiful, and Luo Han's house is fragrant. When is forbidden to be exposed again, it is really timid of the setting sun. May the golden parrot ascend to the White Jade Hall. Tang Yin's picture of chrysanthemums. The yellow flowers have no owner and are left in the winding paths. Spend all your money on makeup, and the color of your life will be paid to the west wind. Picture of Chrysanthemums: The wind is high on the 9th, the bamboo hat is tilted, drinking wine is frequent on the fence. The royal robe was collected and the concubine was drunk, and she was helped home to reveal her beauty in the middle of the night. Chrysanthemums bloom towards the sun with beautiful color and frost, and the lingering fragrance slowly covers the berry moss. I have an extraordinary sense of integrity, and once came to Tao Jun's path. The picture of chrysanthemums has rustling gold and pure flowers, and the flowers are leaning against the railing and shining into the cup. The autumn light fills the eyes with no special features, and the east fence is full of smiles and admiration for your glory. Ink Chrysanthemum Picture: A man in white clothes changes into Taiyuan clothes, and after bathing in the mountain shade, washes the pond. The iron bones do not teach the pale autumn colors, and the whole body is covered with fragrant sweat and stands on the east fence. Chrysanthemum Picture Mr. Jinli sleeps day and night, and sits without a blanket when guests come and talk. All the wine money is under the east fence, and gold and thousands of dendrobium coins are scattered. Ink chrysanthemum picture: grass and dragonfly on the green cloud shelf, horse milk containing autumn dew on the dry side. Yesterday, Wenyuan was worried about his lungs and thirst. After chewing a few pills, the sugarcane syrup became cold. [Chrysanthemum Rhyme] - Li Shiguang - The autumn frost creates the chrysanthemum city flower, and the endless romance writes the sunset; I pick up random sentences at random, and the innate charm has entered thousands of homes. 〔Autumn Sound〕--Fengzi-- There is a piece of gold in front of the steps under the corridor, and the sound of incense wafts over the tourists. Only because of the heavy frost can he become a hero, and the east fence of Liangyuan is full of ancient and modern. [Chrysanthemum of Jucheng]--Wang Ruting--The image of lions and dragons flies into the sky, once again glorious and powerful! The alleys and streets are filled with fragrance, and the chrysanthemums are blooming on the desks in September. "He Guo Zhubu" Jin Dynasty Tao Yuanming: Fragrant chrysanthemums bloom in the forest, and green pines crown the rocks. With this pure and beautiful appearance, Zhuo is the best under the frost. "The Endless Chrysanthemums" written by Emperor Taizong of the Tang Dynasty: 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 flower clusters are bright yellow. Still as beautiful as she is today, she will be beautiful again after remarrying. "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 frequency of old pickers changes, and the light-flavored wine temporarily follows. "Ying Chrysanthemum" by Bai Juyi of the Tang Dynasty: A night of new frost touches the tiles, and the bananas are newly broken and the lotus is tilted. Only the Oriental chrysanthemum is cold-resistant, and the golden millet is more clear at dawn. "Chrysanthemum" Tang·Yuan Zhen 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 the flowers have bloomed. "Chrysanthemum" by Wu Lulei of the Tang Dynasty. Charming golden dress, 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 wither myself if I hold on to my skills. "Chrysanthemum" by Li Shangyin of the Tang Dynasty, dark and light purple, melting and yellow. Tao Ling's fence is beautiful, and Luo Han's house is fragrant. When is forbidden to be exposed again, it is really timid of the setting sun. May the golden parrot ascend to the White Jade Hall. Two poems about chrysanthemums from the Tang Dynasty·Huang Chao One "Inscribed on Chrysanthemums" (It is said that Huang Chao composed it when he was five years old) The rustling west wind fills the courtyard with plants, the pistils are cold and fragrant, and butterflies are hard to come by. If I were the Qing Emperor in that year, I would be rewarded with peach blossoms. 2. "Fu Di Hou Fu Chrysanthemum" When autumn comes on September 8th, I will kill all the flowers after they bloom. The incense formation soaring into the sky penetrates Chang'an, and the whole city is covered with golden armor. "Zhao Chang Han Ju" by Su Shi of the Song Dynasty. The light muscles and weak bones are scattered and quiet, and the golden pistils are filled with flowing clouds. If you want to know but the old medicine is old, the flowers will bloom when the grass is 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 women in the world who have no charm, they only look at the flowers on the Double Ninth Festival. "Folding Chrysanthemums on September 12th" by Lu You of the Song Dynasty. The fragrant yellow flowers are unique and unique. They mismatched the chrysanthemums during the Double Ninth Festival. It's too late to see Ling Shuang Cao, and it's funny for children to say it's out of date.

"Remnant Chrysanthemum" by Mei Yaochen of the Song Dynasty. The golden stamens are scattered, but they do not change their fragrance even though they are withered. The solitary fragrance is hidden in the deep bushes, but it is still possible to clear the glass from the car. "Chrysanthemum" by Zhu Shuzhen of the Song Dynasty. Native flowers can be white or red, and they can still love this work in the late festival. I would rather embrace the fragrant branches and grow old than follow the yellow leaves dancing in the autumn wind. "Ode to October Chrysanthemum" Jin and Yuan Dynasties Hao Wen Qiuxiang was included in the poems of poets in the old days, and 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" Ming Dynasty·Shen Zhou In autumn, flowers begin to appear at the roots of hedgerows, 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 been in different families. Who is greedy for coldness, thinness and age? Chrysanthemums are white in the land of wind and frost, not chrysanthemums in spring. "Chrysanthemum" Tang Yin, Ming Dynasty The three paths of the hometown are covered with secluded bushes, and frost falls in the blue sky one night. Visitors who have not returned from the far end of the world can only use the fence to watch the autumn wind. Dong Biwu's "Appreciating Chrysanthemums" There are more than a hundred 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 sing happily to prolong your life. "Autumn Ju" by Chen Yi Autumn chrysanthemums can be proud of frost, but they are full of wind and frost. It is cold-resistant, but it can resist wind and frost! Master Hongyi's "Stanzas for the Red Chrysanthemum" A branch of chrysanthemum stands tall in the evening festival. The color of the clouds is bright red, and martyrdom should bleed. "Chrysanthemum Poems" by Master Hongyi I came to plant the flowers, but the flowers had not bloomed yet. How could there be no beauty left for future generations to come? "The chrysanthemum poem in "A Dream of Red Mansions" is one of the best. Please enjoy the chrysanthemum poems in the Red Mansion Art Garden. Recalling the chrysanthemums, looking at the west wind and feeling depressed, when the polygonum red reeds are white and the heart is broken. There is no trace of the empty fence in the old garden in autumn, but there is a dream of thin moon and clear frost. I know. I will go home with my heart, and I will sit alone and listen to the late anvil. Who takes pity on me for my yellow flower disease? I will see you again during the Double Ninth Festival. ---- Mr. Hengwu will visit Juxian and try it out while the frost is clear. No need to drink wine or medicine. Yanliu. Who is planting it in the moonlight before the frost? Where is the autumn outside the fence? The wax clogs come from afar and are full of joy. The chrysanthemums were planted in the autumn garden with a hoe, and they were planted in front of the fence. It rained unexpectedly last night, but today I am still happy to sing a thousand poems about autumn colors and drink a glass of cold-scented wine. Protect and cherish carefully, knowing the diameter of the well to be free of dust. ---- Master Yihong moved to the chrysanthemum garden, which is more precious than gold. He sat on the edge of the shady fence, hugging his knees and chanting in the cold fragrance. There is no king in the world, it seems that I am the only one who knows me! The autumn light is fleeting, so I should cherish the sunshine. ----My old friend plays the chrysanthemum and drinks the wine, and we sit in the quiet place with the beautiful scenery. Three paths of dew, the person who throws the book away has a new dream. The cold and setting sun in the garden reminds me of the old travels. The spring breeze leaves the peach and plum trees in the dark. The dawn invades, and the sound of the stone is silent. The words are written in the frost, and the words are full of self-pity and resentment. Who can explain the Qiuxin after Tao Lingping? To this day. ----Concubine Xiaoxiang paints chrysanthemums and poems without knowing how to write. Is it a waste of time to draw flowers? The leaves are splashed with thousands of ink, and the flowers are dyed with a few traces of frost. The scent of autumn blooms on the wrists. Don’t waste time picking at the east fence, chatting on the screen to comfort the Double Ninth Festival. ---- Mr. Heng Wu asked about the autumn mood, but everyone didn’t know. Hidden? How can it be so lonely when the garden is covered with frost? Why not talk about it for a while? --- If you're busy, don't look at the makeup in the mirror. The young man from Chang'an is obsessed with flowers, and Mr. Peng Ze is a drunkard. roadside.

----Jiao Xia Ke Chrysanthemum Shadow The 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, ??Ju Meng: I feel clear in autumn by the fence, and the clouds and the moon are indistinguishable. 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 to break away. I am frightened and come back, so 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 The residual chrysanthemum The dew and frost are gradually pouring down, and the feast is just past the light snow. The pedicle has a lingering fragrance of gold and is indifferent, but the branches have no whole leaves and green leaves. Half of the bed is filled with the sound of cicadas under the moonlight, 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