What is Tomb-Sweeping Day in China's traditional culture?

Tomb-Sweeping Day, also known as the Walking Festival, is one of the traditional festivals in China, and it is also one of the most important sacrificial festivals. It is a day to worship ancestors and sweep graves. China poets love spring best, and they also attach great importance to ancestor worship and grave sweeping. Because China people have a cultural tradition of observing the festival to the end, there are many poems written by Tomb-Sweeping Day in China's ancient poems, many of which are swan songs in the history of literature.

1. The most famous is the Tang Dynasty poet Du Mu's:

Qingming Festival

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.

2. Worst of all, during the Qingming Festival, the poet Wang Yucheng had no flowers, no wine and even no life to cook. What happened?

Qingming Festival

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.

Huang Tingjian, a great writer in Song Dynasty, has a philosopher temperament. When he writes a clear poem, he feels like a dream in life!

Qingming Festival

Every holiday season, I miss my parents, and the 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.

4. Zhang Yan, a poet in the Southern Song Dynasty, wrote the lonely and helpless feelings of wanderers who have lived in other places for a long time during the Qingming Festival!

It rains in succession during the Qingming Festival. The tide blocked the sand crossing the river. Looking at pear flower coldly, I love the world all my life. ?

Yan Hu, Yun Chuang, drunk and crying. Fold a willow leaf. When you come back, who will you stick it in?

5. Finally, we watch a Yuanqu. This song shows the loneliness and frustration of a wandering wanderer!

Fold the laurel tree to make the windows of the guest room bright.

Yuan dynasty: George

The ups and downs of pear blossoms, narrow curtains and clever small screens. In front of the emotional lamp, on the guest pillow, I am worried 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. When you meet someone else, the willow branches share the smoke and help the eaves.