"Nine Zhang Ji", see "Yuefu Ya Ci" recorded the anonymous words of the Song Dynasty. Its text is related to this chapter and divided into two groups. A group of eleven songs, a group of nine songs. Nine songs, three crossings in each chapter. Three-seven-four-four-five sentence pattern, with three levels of rhyme and nine rhymes. And each song is led by "Yi Ji", "Er Ji" and "Jiu Ji" respectively, so it is connected together. Of the eleven songs, the first nine are the same as above, the first sentence of the tenth and eleventh songs is reduced by one word, and the rest are the same as the first nine songs. There are slogans before and after the whole group of words. There is an orderly cloud in front of the word: "Drunk Stay" is the old name of Yuefu; The author of "Nine Zhang Ji" is a gifted scholar's new song. He wrote a Qing song of broken jade and a spring complaint of throwing a shuttle. The chapter sends hate, and every word is deep. Respect China and dare to slogan. "The lid is also used to lick wine. This piece of music is listed in Volume 40 of Cipu, which is considered as a big song. Nine Zhang Ji is not an ordinary epigraph, but actually belongs to the category of "turning the tower" (that is, it is used as a narrator by mixed poems). However, due to its simple structure, Jiuzhangji is not much different from ordinary words, so it is usually regarded as a "word" by poets. For example, there is an anonymous poem "Old Chapters Collection" in Hu's Selected Songs of the Song Dynasty:

Drunk stay, the old name of Yuefu; Jiuji is a new talent tune. Write the spring resentment of picking a shuttle with Jiayu's Qingge. The chapter sends hate, and every word is deep. Respect China and dare to be a slogan. Throw a wisp of silk into the shuttle's heart and weave nine machines again and again. I never know how much I know, and I hate the spring breeze for a long time.

A machine. The time of knitting flies. Lan Fang never sleeps at night. Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa.

Two machines. Under the moonlight, people are quiet and quiet. Are inextricably linked. Weave it into a piece, weave it into brocade and send it to Iraq.

Three machines. There is a flower playing in the middle. Delicate red, tender green and bright spring. Be sure to fold it early, one thick and one colorful, and don't treat wheat straw.

Four machines. Yuanyang wants to fly together as soon as she knits. The poor old man is white first. Spring waves of green grass, deep in Han Xiao, are relatively bathed in red.

Five machines. The period when the soul is tempted. The branches of Albizia Albizia are connected together. Under the double-headed flower, two concentric places, a pair of young people.

Six machines. Carved flowers and brocade are half separated. Lan Fang has no intention of staying in spring. Furnace seal script is a long line, and embroidery is late.

Seven machines. Spring silkworms spit out all the raw silk. If you don't teach, it's easy to behead Luo Qi. Cai Feng, the immortal bear for no reason, has two kinds of clothes.

Eight machines. Delicate hands live all the time on the charming banks of the Shu River. Musk deer, embroidered quilt in greenhouse, delayed to return.

Nine machines. A heart grows in a hundred flowers. A hundred flowers blossom and a pile of quilts are red. They will cover their faces with spring, and they will not be afraid of sleeping for a long time.

The whole group of words is mainly about a brocade woman who went to the suburbs to pick mulberry and fell in love with a teenager in the bright spring. Just like first love, a teenager goes out of town. She was busy with brocade, but she could not forget her lover. Although there is no news of her lover, she has been longing for and pursuing a better life.