Double ninth festival poem

The poem of the Double Ninth Festival is as follows:

1, Drunken Flower Shade, Fog and Thick Clouds, Sorrow for a Day, Song Dynasty: Li Qingzhao

The fog is thick and the clouds are light, and it will always be sad. The brain sells golden beasts.

The festival is also a double ninth festival, and the jade pillow gauze kitchen is half cold at night.

The fog is diffuse, the clouds are thick, the days are gloomy and boring, and the borneol shines in the golden beast incense burner. It's the Double Ninth Festival again, and I'm lying in a jade pillow bedstead. The chill in the middle of the night has just soaked my whole body.

2. "Nine Days of Mountain Climbing" Tang Dynasty: Du Mu

On the river, the geese just flew south, and they made friends with wine and hip flask mountain. Laughter makes people laugh, when chrysanthemums are in full bloom.

Only by indulging in the Double Ninth Festival, there is no need to sigh and hate the afterglow of the sunset. After all, life is a short history, so why do you cry like Qi Jinggong?

The river reflects the autumn shadow, and the geese just fly south, taking wine companions to climb the mountain and look far. The world is troubled by the once-in-a-lifetime thing that makes people smile. Before I come back, I must fill my head with chrysanthemums blooming all over the mountain. You should only indulge in drinking and enjoy the Double Ninth Festival, and don't worry about the setting sun. Life is short, as always. You don't have to cry alone in Niu Shan like Qi Jinggong.

3. "Passing the Old Village" Tang Dynasty: Meng Haoran

This old friend prepared a delicious meal and invited me to his hospitable farm. Green Woods surround the village and green hills are located outside the city.

Open the window facing the valley vegetable garden and pass the glass to talk about crops. Please come here to see chrysanthemums when the ninth festival comes.

My old friend prepared a sumptuous dinner and invited me to visit him in Tian She. Green Woods surround the village, and a green hill leans vaguely outside the city wall. Pushing open the window to face the threshing floor and vegetable garden, drinking wine and chatting about farming. The Double Ninth Festival is coming, and I will come here to see chrysanthemums.

4, "Drunken Flower Yin, Fog and Thick Clouds, Forever and ever" Song Dynasty: Li Qingzhao

The fog is thick and the clouds are light, and it will always be sad. The brain sells golden beasts. The festival is also a double ninth festival, and the jade pillow gauze kitchen is half cold at night.

Dongli drinks until dusk, and faint chrysanthemum fragrance overflows his sleeves. Mo Tao is not charming, the curtain rolls west wind, and people are thinner than yellow flowers.

The fog is diffuse, the clouds are thick, the days are gloomy and boring, and the borneol shines in the golden beast incense burner. It's the Double Ninth Festival again, and I'm lying in a jade pillow bedstead. The chill in the middle of the night has just soaked my whole body.

I drank until dusk in Dongli, and the fragrance of Huang Ju overflowed my sleeve. How can you not be sad here and now? When the wind blows, the curtains roll in, and the people in the curtains are thinner than the yellow flowers because of excessive yearning.

5. "On Mountain Holidays Thinking of My Shandong Brothers" Tang Dynasty: Wang Wei

I am a lonely stranger in a strange land, and I miss my family more often during the holidays.

When I think of my brothers' bodies climbing high, I will feel a little regret for not being able to reach me.

Translation:

A person who is a stranger in a foreign land misses his relatives twice every festive season. Imagine that I was the only one with dogwood on my head when my brothers climbed the mountain and looked far today.

Note: September 9: Double Ninth Festival. In ancient times, nine was the number of yang, so it was called Chongyang.