Chrysanthemum Rhythm]--Li Shiguang--

The autumn frost creates the chrysanthemum flower, and the endless romance writes about the sunset; I can pick up random sentences, and the innate charm has entered thousands of homes.

〔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 Dynasty 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 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 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.

"Folding Chrysanthemums on September 12th" by Lu You of the Song Dynasty

The yellow flowers are fragrant and unique, but 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.

"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. They just use the fence to watch the autumn wind.

"Appreciating Chrysanthemums" by Dong Biwu

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 sing happily 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 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 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 and produce butterflies. To recall the past is to look for Tao Lingmeng.

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

There are a dazzling variety of poems and songs about chrysanthemums in ancient and modern times. Some chant about its color, some praise its appearance, some sing about its ambition, and some express its feelings through the scenery. It is so beautiful. Among the many chrysanthemum poets, Tao Yuanming naturally ranks first.

According to records, Tao Yuanming, a poet of the Eastern Jin Dynasty, when he was the magistrate of Pengze County, was unwilling to give up his waist for five buckets of rice. . 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 Mount Lu. 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.

Among them, "He Guo Zhubu" wrote:

The chrysanthemums are blooming in the forest,

The green pines crown the rocks,

I cherish this beauty. Posture,

Zhuo is the best in Shuangxia.