Ancient poems related to Qingming custom

Dondum

A drizzling rain falls like tears on the Mourning Day; The mourner's heart is going to break on his way.

Ask local people where to buy wine? The shepherd boy just laughed and didn't answer Xingshan Village.

About the author: Du Mu (803-852 AD), a poet in Tang Dynasty, a native of Fanchuan, the grandson of Du You, the prime minister.

Cold food is on the road.

Tangsong wenzhi

It's already on the way to late spring when I meet cold food immediately.

Poor Jiang, I can't see Luo Qiao people.

The Arctic cherishes the sage, and Nanwa is the vassal.

In the old garden, wicker is new day and night.

About the author: Song was born in Yanqing and Fenzhou (now Fenyang City, Shanxi Province). I talked about Hongnong of Zhou State (now Lingbao County, Henan Province). A famous poet in the early Tang Dynasty.

An outdated festival (Qingming Festival) that started one or two days ago in Tomb-Sweeping Day, when only cold food is served for three days.

Tang Han 'ao

In late spring, Chang 'an city is full of songs and dances, and countless flowers fall. The east wind of the Cold Food Festival blows on the willow trees in the royal garden.

As night fell, the palace was busy lighting candles, and smoke drifted to the house of the prince and the marquis.

About the author: Han Yi (? -785? ) Tang Dynasty poet. The word Junping was born in Nanyang (now Henan). In the 13th year of Tianbao (754), he was a scholar.

The door is that thing.

Tang zhangji

The tiller loves the boat, and the spring grass is green and the fields are vast;

Try going to the Wumen Gate to see the county Guo, there is new smoke in Qingming.

About the author: Zhang is a native of Xiangzhou (now Xiangyang County, Hubei Province). The average year of birth and death is unknown. It lived in 765, 438+05-765, 438+02 to 779 (the end of the Dali period) from Tang Suzong to the beginning of Germany.

Ouyang Xiu, one of the "Eight Masters of Tang and Song Dynasties", also left a famous sentence describing Tomb-Sweeping Day for later generations: When the spring in the south reaches the halfway point, the wind and the smell of Ma Si. Green plums are like beans and eyebrows, and butterflies fly every day.

Qingming Festival

Huang Songting Jian

Peach and plum laugh at the festival, and Noda's wasteland is sad.

Thunder stung dragons and snakes, and the original vegetation in the suburbs was soft after the rain. "

Qingming Festival

Wang Song Yuqiao

I have lived in Tomb-Sweeping Day without flowers and wine. Like a monk in a temple, everything is depressing and lonely for me.

Yesterday, I discussed new kindling from my neighbor's house, and early in Tomb-Sweeping Day, I lit in front of the window and sat down to study.

Su Causeway is a tomb-sweeping day.

Wu Song prestige

Pears bloom in the light, and wanderers go out of the city in spring.

At dusk, the songs are ready, and the willows belong to a warbler.

Cold food on the middle school

Song Yang Wanli

Go straight to your husband! Can this bridge be out of danger?

The maple leaves in the distant mountains are pale outside, and the broken houses are beside the lonely wheat.

The spring breeze is coming again, and all the new buildings are gone.

Pear blossoms are cold food, and it is only when you enter the festival that you are worried.

Doing things in the suburbs is doing things.

Song Cheng Hao

Grass and green fields, spring around the mountains;

Zhu Xing Luan Hong wears Liuxiang, but sits in the imperial city because of flowing water;

Don't bid farewell to wine, lest the wind turn red;

Besides, it's Tomb-Sweeping Day today, and it's met with fine weather. It's very suitable for sightseeing, but you can't leave.

Send Chen Xiucai back to the tomb of Shangshan Province.

Song Gao Qi

All the clothes are covered with blood, tears and dust. Although the war is over now, I will feel sad when I return home.

In the storm, pear flower falls died, and the Cold Food Festival passed. In Tomb-Sweeping Day, several families will visit graves and be worshipped by future generations.

One-day Qingming Tour in Jiangyin, Qing Dynasty

Wang Ming Pan

Where is the non-smoking section in the west building?

Green fields and sunny roads.

Ma Si hissed through the willows,

People are laughing on the swing,

Yinger always teaches Chun to get drunk.

Qingming night

Tang Bai Juyi

At night in Tomb-Sweeping Day, the breeze is blowing gently and the moonlight is hazy. The railing made of jasper and the wall made of red bricks are the residence of the governor.

Walking alone in a roundabout song, I can't hear the sound of flowers.

I went to Laojun Pavilion on Qingming Day, hoping that Los Angeles would be given to Han Daochang.

Tang Bai Juyi

Scenery, fireworks and Qingming, singing, crying, sadness and joy between cities.

Why don't you go with Dongluo Water and bury his family in North Mangshan Mountain?

There are no chariots and horses in the middle bridge, and crossing the boat is not idle.

There are a sea of people burying graves, and Liaodong is disappointed to see cranes flying back.

Watching prostitutes dance and listening to guest poems in Qingming Festival

Tang Bai Juyi

Watch Yan Ruyu dance and listen to poetry like gold.

Laugh at yourself, and the string tube might as well sing.

Unfortunately, the spring breeze is old, and there is no doubt that wine is deep.

Send flowers to cold food, and at this time.

Qingming sent Deng Rui's second son home.

Don Dai Shulun

The bells and drums ring away from the sun, and the car urges the night clothes.

The kitchen has become a new fire, and the willows are dark and frosted.

Look at China through the mirror and talk about your hometown with a cup.

Every time I feel my child's tears, I will touch my clothes today.

Tomb-Sweeping Day cold food early to look at the door.

Tangliqiao

Tourists tend to the good mansion, and the light enters the beginning.

The locust smoke disappears at dawn, and the elm fire should bloom in spring.

The sun shines on the sunny rainbow, and the flowers come with the early butterflies.

Riding in glory, blowing light ash.