Essays and poems related to Tomb-Sweeping Day?

Tomb-Sweeping Day is one of the 24 solar terms in China and an important festival in Tang Dynasty. The following is what I brought to you for your appreciation.

Chapter 1: Qingming

Qingming Festival

Actually, I don't know.

Rain disturbs people and fog makes them faint.

A meter away, damn it, riding a wall.

The wind on the road moves the white flag and butterfly ash.

White-headed flowers are blooming.

A rising tide lifts all boats, and spring water splashes ink.

Clear, unclear

The witch cursed and sat from the moldy pu.

It's oozing all March.

Cursing the beautiful poetic scene incoherently.

Make peach blossom crazy

Stir the silence of April, stir

Dark and turbid, unclear.

Chapter 2: Qingming Rain

Exquisite silk

Dense twill weaving

painful

The restless soul is floating.

Can't see the black sleep.

Be separated by rain

Tearful eyes

Qingming in Lian Po

Feel calm and peaceful.

Turn a blind eye to the root cause

Become a mountain

When the wind comes, dogs will bark without warning.

Let the tears sparkle in forbearance.

Let the witch curse and drown in the silent secular dust.

It will clear up after the rain.

Chapter III: Another year in Tomb-Sweeping Day.

Author: Wang Qingshui

Another year in Tomb-Sweeping Day.

It's gloomy and rainy.

Glittering water dripped between the hair.

Tears of heaven

The cool breeze blows gently, and the heart is surging.

Tiandiliang road

Tears and acacia

Willow is turning green.

continue

The rotation of fallen leaves yesterday

Flowers are everywhere in Xinger.

Pale white pink

The petals fell to the ground.

continue

Bloom's interest in flowers declined.

Send sadness in the white sky

Today is not yesterday, and yesterday is not today.

Tongan

Only hard work and happiness

But heaven and earth laugh together.

Article 4: Tomb-Sweeping Day

Author: Super Brother

Sunny rain

Comfort the lost figure

Human tears

This day

Can only be used as petals.

Dotted with sad scenery

The beginning of spring

Give birth to new life

People who create life.

Take off your clothes.

miss

Turn into lit smoke

Smell the spring.

Think about the taste of milk.

Think of nursing mothers.

Maybe that's how the commemoration of old friends began.

Qingming Festival

Those burnt patterns

Fly to the right place

Can be used as a cake to satisfy hunger.

You can live as a house

smoke

On this day

This is a long bridge.