What are the ancient poems about Tomb-Sweeping Day?

Magnolia slowly dismantled tung flowers and rotted.

Song Dynasty: Liu Yong

Tear down the rotten tung flowers, drain the rain at the beginning, and wash them clean. Apricots are burned in the forest, peach blossoms are embroidered in the wild, and the scenery is like a screen. The whole city, trying to win, suddenly carved a saddle out of the suburbs. The wind is warm and the strings are crisp, and thousands of families compete to play new sounds.

Yingying, go for an outing and fight grass. People are gorgeous and likable. Often go to the side of the road, leaving a hairpin, pearl green. Celebration, for Kerry, believes that gold has run out. You will never be able to fight the Ming Dynasty.

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Tung trees are blooming brightly, just after a shower, and the suburbs are sunny and brand-new, just like washing. Gorgeous red apricot trees are like burning flames, and pale red peach blossoms decorate the countryside, with picturesque scenery. People who walk in the Qingming Festival come out of empty alleys for sightseeing. People ride horses to the outer suburbs. In the warm wind, there are countless clear orchestral sounds, and thousands of families compete to play novel and wonderful music.

Beautiful women in the outer suburbs are like clouds. In the outing team, girls pick flowers and grass, and gorgeous and enchanting singers offer themselves to cater to each other and keep greeting each other. Across the street, you can see people drinking and drinking, and beautiful women are everywhere. In the face of so many beautiful women, the feeling of love arises spontaneously. Indulge in drinking, Tao Ran is as drunk as Yushan. Try to get drunk in the picture gallery tomorrow, but I won't get drunk today.