What are Tomb-Sweeping Day's ancient poems (selected 15 sentences)?

1. Cold food night (Tang Dynasty) Han lie extremely cold and light, apricot blossom and snow powder. In the middle of the night, the autumn rope is oblique and the pavilion is hazy and drizzling.

2. There are layers of gauze in Qingming City (anonymous). There is a layer of gauze all over the city, and there is no home in Gufeng Castle Peak. Looking forward to a hundred years of soil, the lonely moon on earth reflects pear blossoms.

3. Thinking of my brothers (Tang) on Qingming Day, Wei's cold food prescription was ill, and his mind suddenly became clear. Finally, I miss the county seat, and fireworks filled Qingchuan. Apricot porridge is still delicious, and elm soup has been slightly fried. I just hate being a good girl, kissing my face and spending this glorious year.

4. Where did the magpie go in a few days (Five Dynasties)? Where did Feng Yansi go in a few days? Forget to come back, spring will never end. A hundred flowers and a hundred flowers cold food road, whose tree is the car tied to? Who is he and his horse? Tears on the first floor constantly soliloquize, double swallow, can you meet him on the road? Chaos and spring sorrow are like catkins, dreaming where to find him?

5. Doing things in the suburbs is that (Song Dynasty). In Cheng Hao, the grass grows and the warblers fly, and in spring, Yaoshan is green. Xing chased the red through Liuxiang, and sat in Diji because of running water. Don't say goodbye 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.

6. Qingming is something in Su Causeway (Song Dynasty). Wu Weixin's pear blossoms are blooming, and the wanderer is out of town looking for spring. At dusk, the songs are ready, and the willows belong to a warbler.

7. Tired and slow to find fragrance, exposed to the night (Song) Wang Weilu stayed at night, the curtain was light, and the courtyard was idle. When Cui Jing arrived, she was surprised to see red and embroidery. Lean against the dangerous wall, climb the gazebo, and soak the begonia in the rain. It was a period of youth, and then, the Qingming Festival. Tired of swimming, there are scenery everywhere, and the scenery is beautiful. Who will join hands? Hate to be squandered, buy out two eyebrows. After people left, Levin recalled. It's still the same out of water. This feeling, for Dongfeng, is thin.

8. The three criminals who crossed the river in the West Lake and Qingming (Song) were ashamed and resentful, and the evening breeze did not fall, and the embroidery worker was slightly heavier. The old embankment is divided into swallowtails, osmanthus trees are light gulls, and Baole leans on the residual clouds. Endless resentment towards the blue, gradually entered the road, fairy pier maze. Intestines diffuse back, see you every other flower, back is Chu waist. Wandering around. The title door is melancholy, and the quiet period is difficult to count. I also began to feel and miss love, broadband because of spring. Things in the Ming Dynasty were lonely and cold, which made the lake full of troubles and worries. Dai Shan, the dust wave is green and there is no trace.

9. "Cold Food on the Hill" (Song) What is the father of Yang Wanli! 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.

65438+ Wild clouds will cross the rainy moon, and sand birds will fly to the sky with voices. For a long time, I left my siblings in a hungry and cold place and thought of reunion every season. Cold wine will arrive next year, and where Pingpeng is still undecided.

1 1. Que treads on Qingming (Five Dynasties). Feng Yansi's six songs lean on green trees, and the breeze is light, showing golden thread. Who moved the cymbal Zheng to the jade pillar? The petrel through the curtain flew away in horror. Eyes full of gossamer catkins, when red apricots bloom, it will be sunny and rainy for a while. Sleeping soundlessly, dreaming in a daze, nowhere to be found?

12. Jiangnan Qingming (Tang Dynasty) Zheng Zhun Wu Shan Chu Yi four years, Tomb-Sweeping Day changed at first glance. Travel far and hate the wind for a night, and the light will accompany the wine. There are no flowers climbing outside Yanxing Gate, and the quarrying river is covered by rain. What is infinite homing? Ge Jia on the roadside is very crowded.

13. Appreciate the emperor's grace. Cold food is not much (Song Dynasty). When the tide surges, there is not much cold food, and peony is first sold. The curtains in the yard are tight. There was a storm last night, but there was only one spring there. You can get it now, but it will rain or shine soon. Go to sleep and stay in the microstrip. I looked at my eyebrows without hesitation. Wash and dress at the peak of the day, watching the changes of flowers. Picked a pair of apricots with a smile and put them on with branches.

14. Xiangyang cold food was sent to Yu Wenji (Tang) Dougong, smoke and water were sold at the beginning, and the east wind blew willows. Who will accompany you on the levee? Stepping on spring mud is half a flower.

15. The Story of Cold Food (Song Dynasty) In a remote village in Chai Men, Zhao Ding, they also taught the age of willow cuttings. The tradition of cold food did not spread to Guangdong, but the ceremony of offering sacrifices to ancestors was still the same as that in the Central Plains. Until today, no one has offered sacrifices to the tomb of Wang Ling in the Han and Tang Dynasties. There are many pear trees on the road between the stream and the river. A bottle is lying beside the moss, regardless of the twilight in Chengtou.

Describe the complete works of Tomb-Sweeping Day's ancient poetry quotations.

Describe the complete works of Tomb-Sweeping Day's ancient poetry quotations.

Tomb-Sweeping Day's poem Qingming.

(Tang) Du Mu

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.

Tomb-Sweeping Day's Poetry Cold Food

(Tang) Han Yi

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.

Qingming Night, a poem by Tomb-Sweeping Day.

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.

Tomb-Sweeping Day's poem "Seeing Deng Rui's Second Son Home at Qingming Festival"

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's poem Looking at the City after Qingming Festival

Don Liu Changqing

After the scenery is clear, Yunshan is in sight.

Flowers bloom like the old days, and new smoke comes from thousands of wells.

There is no clearing in the grass, and the river flows to the sky.

Where is Chang 'an? Point to the sunset.

Tomb-Sweeping Day's poem "A Journey to Qujiang on Qingming Day"

Tangluoyin

Kimiwada has always been an old friend, so I'm going to make friends.

For two years, I have been isolated from the grave and have a sad face all day.

Seagulls seem to be able to keep up with physics, while apricot flowers are suspicious and accompanied by people's worries.

Widows and young children should eat cold food and look at Jiangling with tears.

Tomb-Sweeping Day's Poetry Cold Food

Tang Mengyunqing

Jiangnan in February is full of flowers, and cold food in other places is far from sadness.

Poor people often don't have fireworks, not only in the Ming Dynasty.

Tomb-Sweeping Day's poem "Qingming is a thing"

Tang Meng Hao ran

Beijing is the annual Tomb-Sweeping Day, and people naturally begin to feel sad and nostalgic.

The carriage creaked on the road, and the outskirts of Liucheng were lush.

Flowers bloom, grass grows and birds fly in pairs.

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

Tomb-Sweeping Day's poem Qingming.

Tang Sun Changyin

In the late spring of Qingming, I look at the northern hills.

Flirting opens a new flame with a fire, and tung flowers make old branches.

Shen Ming was ashamed of the past and kept the banquet secret from his friends.

Not as good as a bird in the forest, moving Joe and feathers.

Qingming Memories, a poem by Tomb-Sweeping Day.

Don Wei Wu Ying

Cold food prescription is sick, and it is awkward to open the chest.

Finally, I miss the county seat, and fireworks filled Qingchuan.

Apricot porridge is still delicious, and elm soup has been slightly fried.

I just hate being a good girl, kissing my face and spending this glorious year.

Tomb-Sweeping Day's poem Chang 'an Qingming

Tangweizhuang

Fleas are rainy days that hurt spring dreams, but the grass is more sandy.

At the beginning, the official gave me a clear fire, and I was given a free share of the money.

The purple stranger is screaming and screaming, and the green poplar is drawing a swing.

Tourists think of the peace incident and feel glad that the scenery is as good as before.

Tomb-Sweeping Day's Poems Cold Food 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.

Tomb-Sweeping Day's poem "Lumen is a matter"

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.

Tomb-Sweeping Day's poem Qingming.

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.

Tomb-Sweeping Day's poem On the Tomb of Cold Food

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.

Tomb-Sweeping Day's poem "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.

Tomb-Sweeping Day's poem Qingming.

Huang Songting Jian

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.

People beg to sacrifice my arrogant concubine, but people are willing to burn to death.

A clever fool has known who it is for thousands of years, and his eyes are full of chrysanthemum.

Tomb-Sweeping Day's poem Qingming.

Song Wang Yu

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.

Tomb-Sweeping Day's poem "Send Chen Xiucai back to the Tomb of Shashang Province"

Gao mingqi

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.

Tomb-Sweeping Day's Classical Poems (15 Sentence Set)

1. Yulan Mao Yi Xing Wu Cold Food (Song Dynasty) Zhang Xi An Longtou and Wu Erjing competed, and the bamboo pole swayed with women. Zhou Fang forgot to return after picking up the green leaves, and the beautiful leaves were uncertain. After the clouds go to the distant mountains, the orchestra pit is quiet. The moonlight in the atrium is clear, and countless flowers have passed without a shadow.

2. The riverside scene on the Qingming Festival picks mulberry seeds, and the West Lake is good (Song). Ouyang Xiu shows the riverside scene on the Qingming Festival, and the West Lake is good and full of eyes. Who is arguing? Tourists must go at dusk, drunk and noisy, and the road turns to the embankment until the city head is always full of flowers.

3. Send Chen Xiucai back to the tomb of Shangshan Province (Ming Dynasty). Gao Qi was covered with blood, tears and dust. It is also sad to go back to China after the chaos. 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.

4. Revisiting the Li Garden Pavilion at the Cold Food Festival is Huai (Tang). Hanhe saw Zhu Lan singing willow cotton in Luanqiao last year. Nowadays, there is no trace of money in Duxiang Path. I'm sad for three thousand miles. I just want to live for four or five years. Expect that when you meet another country's festival, you will also want embrace the darkness and sadness.

5. Qingming Festival (Song Dynasty) Wang Yucheng lived a Qingming Festival without flowers and wine, and its taste was as bleak as that of a wild monk. 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.

6. Qingmen is warm and slightly cold (Song) is warm and slightly cold, and the wind and rain come late. Tingxuan was lonely and near Qingming, full of wine, and fell ill last year. The wind wakes up in the corner of the building and the door is quiet at night. It was seen by the bright moon and the partition wall.

7. Lumen is a thing (Tang) Zhang Jigeng's husband loves boats, and the spring grass is green and boundless; Try going to the Wumen Gate to see the county Guo, there is new smoke in Qingming.

8. People (Tang) Zhang Mifang, building like a cockroach, lonely in the Sun Palace. Yuanyang sleeps in an iron cage with golden locks, and the curtain is cold with dew. Delicate and charming, faint, fragrant snow, raining oriole. The east wind is melancholy, and Gongziqiao is intoxicated.

9. The Riverside Scene at Qingming Festival (Tang Dynasty) In the spring of Sun Qingming, he looked at Beishan. Flirting opens a new flame with a fire, and tung flowers make old branches. Shen Ming was ashamed of the past and kept the banquet secret from his friends. Not as good as a bird in the forest, moving Joe and feathers.

10. Huanxi Shadan is a cold spring food day (Song Dynasty). Li Qingzhao is a cold spring food day, and the jade stove is lingering. Dream back to the mountain to hide flowers. Haiyan will mow the grass in the future, and the rivers and seas have crossed the willow cotton. Wet the swing at dusk.

1 1. Complaining that cold food (Song) rushed outside Kinmen, and cold food was more romantic. The red boat sings all over the lake, and there are tall buildings outside the flowers. The sun is shining, warm as spring, and the smoke is floating. Three thousand powder, twelve withered, a cloud.

12. The Riverside Scene at Qingming Festival and the Banquet of Jinzhou Hulangzhong in Yuxi Pavilion (Tang Dynasty) Zhangji County has a new fire, and Gaozhai is rainy and bright. Cherish flowers, invite guests to enjoy, persuade wine and promote singing. * * * When you get drunk, move the incense mat and stay in the twilight. Political leisure party banquet language, Qin Lou Ren Yaoqing.

13. Qingming is the most important. Pear blossoms are full of snow (Ming). The pear blossoms are full of snow, and this year is another Qingming. The gossamer has no intention of reaching the ground, and the grass is full of love. The courtyard is full of smoke and clouds, and silkworms are born in the sun. Playing on a swing in a famous garden, wicker is facing the east wind today.

14. Cold food (Song Dynasty) Zhangzi is vast and sparsely populated, with empty eaves and no swallows. There is less wine and more cold food and rain in the poems of clearing sorrow. Fishing gun named after farm tools. Don't be surprised, change seasons and behave yourself.

15. News Agency When Swallows Come (Song Dynasty) Yan Shu Yanzi came to the news agency, and Pear Flower came after Tomb-Sweeping Day. At three or four o'clock on the pond, there are one or two orioles at the bottom of the leaves, and the days are long and the flocs are light. Smile at the oriental female companion, Sang Daoying. The suspect had a good dream last night, but Yuan won today, laughing on both sides.

202 1 Complete Poems of Tomb-Sweeping Day

20xx Selected Poems of Tomb-Sweeping Day

Qingming Festival

(Song) High recommendation

There are many tomb fields in the north and south hills, and the Qingming sweeps each other.

Paper ashes fly into white butterflies, and blood and tears are dyed into red azaleas.

The fox sleeps on the grave of the sun and returns to the children at night to smile at the lights.

As long as you are alive, enjoy your wine and indulge yourself. In the grave after your death, you can't taste a drop.

Qingming Festival

(Tang) Du Mu

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.

Cold food is on the road.

(Tang) Song 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.

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 Yi

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.

The door is that thing.

(Tang)

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.

"Ruan Langgui" In the middle of the southern spring,

(Tang) Ouyang Xiu

When the spring in the south has passed halfway, the wind and the smell of Ma Si are blowing on my face.

Green plums are like beans and eyebrows, and butterflies fly every day.

The flower dew is heavy, the grass smoke is low, and the curtains hang down.

Swing grass and trap clothes, draw beams and live in Shuang Yan.

Picking Mulberry Seeds is as good as Qingming West Lake.

(Song) Ouyang Xiu

During the Qingming Festival, the West Lake is good, full of eyes and bustling, fighting for the road.

Visitors must go at dusk, drunk and noisy, and the road turns to the embankment until the city head is always full of flowers.

Qingming day

(Tang) Li Jianxun

He took the wine to find incense, and I closed the door and had a good sleep alone.

Only Huayang seems to be looking for each other. Because of the wind, she went back to bed.

Hu Si Qingming Night Mourning

(Tang)

I don't sleep, thinking alone on the threshold.

Wild clouds will cross the rain to the moon, and sand birds will fly to the sky with voices.

For a long time, I left my siblings in a hungry and cold place and thought of reunion every season.

Cold wine will arrive next year, and where Pingpeng is still undecided.

After the Qingming Festival, I went to the city to look out.

(Tang) Liu Changqing

After the scenery is clear, Yunshan is in sight.

Flowers bloom like the old days, and new smoke comes from thousands of wells.

There is no clearing in the grass, and the river flows to the sky.

Where is Chang 'an? Point to the sunset.

Qingming Japanese song Jiang Huaiyou

(Tang) Luo Yin

Kimiwada has always been an old friend, so I'm going to make friends.

For two years, I have been isolated from the grave and have a sad face all day.

Seagulls seem to be able to keep up with physics, while apricot flowers are suspicious and accompanied by people's worries.

Widows and young children should eat cold food and look at Jiangling with tears.

Qingming is the most important.

(Tang) Meng Haoran

Beijing is the annual Tomb-Sweeping Day, and people naturally begin to feel sad and nostalgic.

The carriage creaked on the road, and the outskirts of Liucheng were lush.

Flowers bloom, grass grows and birds fly in pairs.

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

Qingming Festival

(Tang) Sun

In the late spring of Qingming, I look at the northern hills.

Flirting opens a new flame with a fire, and tung flowers make old branches.

Shen Ming was ashamed of the past and kept the banquet secret from his friends.

Not as good as a bird in the forest, moving Joe and feathers.

In memory of my brother in Tomb-Sweeping Day.

(Tang) Wei

Cold food prescription is sick, and it is awkward to open the chest.

Finally, I miss the county seat, and fireworks filled Qingchuan.

Apricot porridge is still delicious, and elm soup has been slightly fried.

I just hate being a good girl, kissing my face and spending this glorious year.

Chang 'an Qingming

(Tang) Wei Zhuang

Fleas are rainy days that hurt spring dreams, but the grass is more sandy.

At the beginning, the official gave me a clear fire, and I was given a free share of the money.

The purple stranger is screaming and screaming, and the green poplar is drawing a swing.

Tourists think of the peace incident and feel glad that the scenery is as good as before.

Qingming day

(Tang) Wen

In Qing E Painting Fan, the trees in spring are golden and red.

If you make a mistake, you will wear a weak willow wind.

Horses are arrogant and avoid slogans, and chickens open their cages at the sight of them.

Who made this play? The oriole is separated from the Forbidden City.

Yu Ting and Hu Langzhong's Banquet in Jinzhou during the Qingming Festival.

(Tang)

There is a new fire in the county, and the rain in Gaozhai is clear.

Cherish flowers, invite guests to enjoy, persuade wine and promote singing.

* * * When you get drunk, move the incense mat and stay in the twilight.

Political leisure party banquet language, Qin Lou Ren Yaoqing.

Tomb-Sweeping Day got pregnant from Xiwuqiao to Guayan Village.

(Tang)

It rains at dusk in Longmen, and the wind in your cave gives birth to spring.

Birds sing quietly, flowers fall and ruin.

Yu Ming is ashamed of his generation. He is old.

The old tourist left and was disappointed with Luochengdong.

Jiangnan Qingming

(Tang)

For four years, Chu Yi in Wushan changed his appearance at the sight of Qingming.

Travel far and hate the wind for a night, and the light will accompany the wine.

There are no flowers climbing outside Yanxing Gate, and the quarrying river is covered by rain.

What is infinite homing? Ge Jia on the roadside is very crowded.

Qingming Rilidu Road Central

Fan Dacheng (Southern Song Dynasty)

Sprinkle towel rain,

Wear a side hat.

Among flowers and mountains,

Willow is in the sound of water.

Stone horse is in power,

Kites are singing in the air.

After the (indigenous) people dispersed,

Blackbird is due west and east.

Qingming Festival

(Song) Wang 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.

(Song) Wu Weixin

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.

Qingming Festival

(Song) Gao Zhu

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.

Qingming Festival

(Song) Huang Tingjian

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.

People beg to sacrifice my arrogant concubine, but people are willing to burn to death.

A clever fool has known who it is for thousands of years, and his eyes are full of chrysanthemum.

Qingming Festival

(Song) Yu Wang

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.

Send Chen Xiucai back to the tomb of Shangshan Province.

(Ming) 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.

Qingjiang attracts Qingming travel.

(Ming) Wang Pan

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

Green fields and sunny roads.

Ma Si hissed through the willows, and people laughed on the swings.

Yinger always teaches Chun to get drunk.

Fourteen poems by Tomb-Sweeping Day

one

Spring rain, fresh apricot flowers,

The mountains are bright and the willows are oblique.

Dongfeng explained what I meant,

Send lingering intestines to your home.

Secondly,

A spring rain breaks my heart,

Wandering aimlessly, looking for your hometown.

Fang Xian flies with the wind,

The end of the world annoyed Lan Fang.

third

Listening to the drizzle wetting the door,

Send spring back once a year.

But the strap is folded,

Acacia turned to dust.

Fourth.

Pale red, wet by rain,

I'm tired and my eyes are blurred.

Feel sad and uneasy,

I believe in the Qingming heartbroken period for the first time.

Fifth.

Seeing the drooping eyes of the new willow tree,

The suspect escaped from the shadow and retreated to the wind.

Looking back, the snow will shine through the ages,

There is no way to catch up with dyed bamboo.

Sixth.

The wind blows apricot trees and dances,

Cause a thousand kinds of worries.

Doubt about heaven can also alleviate pain and hatred,

Crying jun tears rain all over Qingming.

Seventh.

Last night, I was worried about spring.

The weather in Chuqing makes me cry.

In Tomb-Sweeping Day in the fragrant season,

All kinds of bright and disappointed.

Eighth.

Qingming Jieyou wine,

I want to enjoy the spring flowers and forget my worries.

Who wants to lean against the railing,

There are still no cheers near the building.

Qijiu

Tomb-Sweeping Day apricot blossom day,

Poetry, wine, singing and celebrating China New Year.

Leaning against the spring rain,

Cry for you, little window.

tenth

Arouse spring breeze and apricot blossom,

Destroy qingfen to the end of the world.

As vivid as the day you left,

Mourn for the soul, and the rain cries for quicksand.

Eleventh session

New warblers are chaotic, willow smoke is low,

Broken soul spring rain heartbroken period.

Song Jun also secretly shed tears,

How sad and helpless.

twelfth

Pink apricots gently shore willow new,

Qingming spring rain invades each other.

The half-washed sky is as clear as blue,

Half tears and tears touch the heart.

Thirteen

Or miss the end of the world,

Heaven should have pity on me with tears.

Half the garden is full of new apricots,

Send it to all Qingming families.

fourteenth

The spring rain and apricot blossoms are full of clarity,

Remember still complaining about hookah.

Lotus Zigui cried blood,

Don't mourn for your family, Sichuan and Jun.