What are the ancient poems about missing your loved ones?

1. Poems about the death of Tomb-Sweeping Day's relatives.

Poem on the death of Tomb-Sweeping Day's relatives 1. Tomb-Sweeping Day's poems about missing his loved ones.

Du Mu in Tomb-Sweeping Day

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

Excuse me, where is the restaurant? The shepherd boy pointed to Xinghua Village.

Su Shi in Jiangchengzi

Ten years of life and death are two boundless, disapproving and unforgettable. A lonely grave thousands of miles away, desolate and nowhere to talk about. Even if we don't know each other, our faces are dusty and our temples are frosty.

At night, I suddenly dreamed of going home, and the window of Xiao Xuan was being decorated. Care for each other without words, only a thousand lines of tears. It is expected that the heartbroken place will be broken every year, and the moonlit night will be short and rambling.

Cold food hanyi

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.

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Tomb-Sweeping Day's missing sentences

1. With Qingming coming, we cherish the memory of lost youth, look forward to a bright future, bury annoying troubles and bring a satisfactory life. I deeply wish my friend good health and always smile!

2. The clear drizzle is lingering, like the world crying for the dead. The fragrance of flowers in Qingming seems to bloom to decorate Qingming. In the afternoon, the bright sunshine is the brightest, just like people's mood of worshipping their ancestors and returning home. May you worship your ancestors in Tomb-Sweeping Day, but it has fulfilled your wish to respect filial piety!

3. Qingming is a colorful painting, which contains the solemnity of sacrifice, the tradition of civilization, the joy of outing, the concern of broken willow, the ease of eternal brushwork and the sweetness of blessing. I wish you a good mood in Tomb-Sweeping Day.

4. The deep homesickness lingers with the smoke from the kitchen, the earnest teachings reverberate with the laughter, the heavy memories gradually become clear with the drizzle, and the lingering melancholy is scattered in the bottom of my heart with the breeze. Tomb-Sweeping Day has arrived. May the dead rest in peace in heaven!

2. What poems does Tomb-Sweeping Day have to express his thoughts about his deceased relatives?

1, Tomb-Sweeping Day

Tang Dynasty: Du Mu

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

Excuse me, where is the restaurant? The shepherd boy pointed to Xinghua Village.

During the Qingming Festival in the south of the Yangtze River, the drizzle drifted one after another, and all the passengers on the road were down and out. Where can local people buy wine to drown their sorrows? The shepherd boy just smiled and pointed to Xinghuashan Village.

2. Spring Rain in Lin 'an

Song dynasty: Lu you

In recent years, officials are interested in a thin layer of gauze. Who will let me take a bus to Kyoto to visit this bustling city? Living in a small building and listening to the falling spring rain, you will hear the sound of selling apricots in the depths of the alley early in the morning.

Slowly spread out small pieces of paper sideways, every word is organized, carefully boil water and tea under the sun window, skim it and try to taste famous tea. Oh, don't sigh that the dust in Kyoto will stain the white clothes, and there is still time to return to the mirror house in Lake Ubak.

Nowadays, this situation is as vague as a veil. Who let me ride a horse to Kyoto to pollute the bustling? Living in a small building and listening to the spring rain all night, tomorrow morning, someone will sell apricot flowers in a deep alley.

Spread out a small piece of paper, leisurely scribble cursive script, and carefully boil water to make tea and skim the foam in front of the window at the beginning of light rain, and taste famous tea. Don't sigh that the dust in Kyoto will stain the white clothes, and there is still time to return to my hometown by Yinshanjing Lake during the Qingming Festival.

3. Tomb-Sweeping Day wine

Song Dynasty: Gaozu

There are many tomb fields in the north and south hills, and the Qingming sweeps each other. Paper ashes fly into white butterflies, and tears are dyed into red azaleas.

When the sun goes down, the fox sleeps in front of the grave, and the children smile at the lights when the night returns. As long as you are alive, enjoy your wine and indulge yourself. In the grave after your death, you can't taste a drop.

Tomb-Sweeping Day, south and north of Nanshan Mountain, people are busy paying homage to the grave. Burned paper ash flies around like a white butterfly and cries sadly, just like a cuckoo will spit out blood when it cries.

At dusk, the silent cemetery is desolate, and only the fox sleeps on the grave. At night, the children who came back from the grave laughed and laughed in front of the lights. Therefore, people should drink when they are alive, and enjoy when they are blessed. After death, how could a drop of wine from a child's grave ever flow to the underworld?

4. Tomb-Sweeping Day

Song Dynasty: Huang Tingjian

Every holiday season, I miss my relatives, peaches and plums smile, and the Noda wilderness is only sad. Thunder stung dragons and snakes, and the original vegetation in the suburbs was soft after the rain.

It's unfair for people to sacrifice my arrogant concubine and wife, but it's unfair to burn them. A clever fool has known who it is for thousands of years, and his eyes are full of chrysanthemum.

During the Qingming Festival, peach blossoms are in full bloom, and Li Bai smiles like a flower. Graves overgrown with weeds in the fields are sad. The spring thunder rolled and woke up the hibernating dragon snake worm; Abundant spring rains moisten the countryside and make the vegetation soft and green.

In ancient times, Qi people went in and out of graves to beg for food and sacrifice, showing off to their wives and concubines. Some mesons refused to be officials and were burned to death. Sage or mediocrity, who knows in a thousand years? The last thing left in the world is weeds everywhere.

5. Dream of the 20th day of the first month of Jiang.

Song Dynasty: Su Shi

Ten years of life and death are two boundless, disapproving and unforgettable. A lonely grave thousands of miles away, desolate and nowhere to talk about. Even if we don't know each other, our faces are dusty and our temples are frosty.

At night, I suddenly dreamed of going home, and the window of Xiao Xuan was being decorated. Care for each other without words, only tears thousands of lines are expected to break the heart, and the moon and night are short and loose.

It's been ten years since I said goodbye to you, but it's still hard to forget. Lonely graves are thousands of miles away, and there is nowhere to tell the sadness in my heart. Even if you meet me, I'm afraid you won't recognize me. Running around is dusty and icy.

I went back to my hometown in my dream last night and saw you dressing in front of the mirror at the small window. You and I are speechless, only tears fall thousands of lines. I think you break your heart for me every year, on that cold moonlit night, in that lonely dwarf pine mountain.

3. What poems did Tomb-Sweeping Day use to express his thoughts about his deceased relatives?

"Qingming" Du Mu has a lot of rain during the Qingming period, and pedestrians on the road want to break their souls.

Excuse me, where is the restaurant? The shepherd boy pointed to Xinghua Village. "Jiangchengzi" Su Shi lived and died for ten years, never forgetting.

A lonely grave thousands of miles away, desolate and nowhere to talk about. Even if we don't know each other, our faces are dusty and our temples are frosty.

At night, I suddenly dreamed of going home, and the window of Xiao Xuan was being decorated. Care for each other without words, only a thousand lines of tears.

It is expected that the heartbroken place will be broken every year, and the moonlit night will be short and rambling. "Qingming" Huang Tingjian smiled at Qingming, and Noda wasteland was only sad.

Thunder stung dragons and snakes, and the original vegetation in the suburbs was soft after the rain. It's unfair for people to sacrifice my arrogant concubine and wife, but it's unfair to burn them.

A clever fool has known who it is for thousands of years, and his eyes are full of chrysanthemum. Sources of Tomb-Sweeping Day's extended information In China's allusions, Tomb-Sweeping Day has many origins.

One of the most famous is the legend of meson push. During the Spring and Autumn Period, Zhong Er of Jin Wengong was exiled. He was tired and hungry on the road. He cut a piece of meat from his thigh and made soup for Zhong Er. Zhong Er was very grateful when he learned that.

When Jin Wengong acceded to the throne, he forgot to praise the minister, but Jiexiu didn't want fame and fortune and lived in Mianshan. Zhong Er regretted it and burned Mianshan to find it. Afterwards, he found that Xie tui died in a withered Liuxia behind his mother's back, and left his last words: "May your master always be clear."

To commemorate meson tui, Jin Wengong designated this day as Cold Food Festival. In the second year, Jin Wengong climbed a mountain to pay homage, and the willow tree actually came back to life, so he gave the old willow the title of "Qingming Willow" and took the day after the cold food as Tomb-Sweeping Day. After more than two thousand years' evolution, Tomb-Sweeping Day has gone beyond the meaning of solar terms and has extremely rich connotations.

Different customs have been developed in different places, and sweeping graves to worship ancestors and outing are the basic themes. Grave-sweeping originated in Shang Dynasty, but not necessarily in Tomb-Sweeping Day. Tomb-Sweeping Day's grave sweeping didn't become popular until the Tang Dynasty, and it was handed down from generation to generation.

From the Tang Dynasty, from princes and ministers to ordinary people, we should pay homage to the dead souls of our ancestors on this festival. When sweeping the grave, we must first repair the grave, mainly to remove weeds and add new soil.

On the one hand, this ceremony can express the filial piety and care for the dead; On the other hand, the ancients believed that the graves of ancestors were closely related to the rise and fall of future generations, so tomb repair was an extremely important memorial ceremony. . .

4. Tomb-Sweeping Day's poems about missing his loved ones.

1, flowers and plants are born, and the warbler flies and the butterfly plays a double play.

Sitting in the empty lobby, reminiscing about the past, drinking tea instead of drinking.

Said by: Don Meng Haoran, Qingming is a matter.

Flowers bloom and fall, the grass grows and warblers fly, and butterflies play in pairs. Sitting in the empty lobby, recalling the past, replacing wine with tea, drinking and chatting.

2, there are mountains under the white sky, and there is no homesickness in Qingming.

Under the tomb of Bian Hou, the grass is misty and the flowers are reflected in front of Lu Nv.

From: The Riverside Scene at Qingming Festival by Qi.

Around the wall of Nanjing, the capital city, you can see endless green hills and distinct festivals, which make all the guests deeply miss their hometown. Look at the spring grass next to Bianhu Temple. The facade of Mo Chounv's former residence has been covered with fallen flowers.

3. Pear blossoms reflect poplars, which will last forever.

I don't hear the heavy spring crying, but the rustling rain makes people return.

From: Tang Bai Juyi's Cold Food and Wild Hope.

Poplar is covered by begonia flowers and pear flowers, which is the place where life and death leave. The deceased couldn't hear our crying in the dim light, and the people who came to pay homage went back in the drizzle in the evening.

4, even in front of the emotional lamp, on the guest pillow, worrying about the world.

My sorrow is as long as the old man's white hair. Fifty years have passed, just like a one-night dream of spring.

From: Yuan Qiaoji's "Declining the laurel, the guest window is bright".

I don't need the gloomy mood in front of the lobbyist's lamp and the sadness of living alone on my pillow. My thoughts always fly far away. Too much sorrow makes San thousands of feet's white hair hang down his shoulders, and no matter how long it is prosperous, it is just a dream of spring.

5, wasps frequently pounce on thousands of ropes, and their hands are fragrant for a while.

I can't spend my honeymoon with melancholy. The secluded steps are covered with moss all night.

From: Wu Song Wenying's "When the wind blows into the pine, it's too bright to listen to the wind and rain".

Bees frequently pounce on the swings and ropes you used to swing on, and the fragrance left by your delicate hands. How sad I am, there is always no news of your beautiful image. On the lonely and empty steps, the moss grown overnight has turned green.

5. Tomb-Sweeping Day's famous words about his dead mother.

How similar mothers all over the world are! Their hearts are always the same. Every mother has a very pure heart. (Whitman)

Women are fragile, but mothers are strong (France)

Without the help of selfless maternal love, the child's mind will be a desert. (UK)

Maternal love is a huge flame-romain rolland's maternal love is the greatest power in the world-Mill.

Women are fragile, but mothers are strong-France.

In the child's mouth and heart, mother is God-Britain.

All the glory and pride in the world come from my mother-Gorky.

Mom, where you are, there is the happiest place-Britain.