The Complete Poems of Tomb-Sweeping Day.

1. Folding laurels makes the guest window bright (yuan) Georg ups and downs pear flowers, 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.

2. Qingming (Tang) Sun looks at the mountains in the north in the spring of Qingming. Flirting fires a new flame, and tung flowers grow 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.

3. Qingming in Huanxisha (Song) Zhuchun Lane has brilliant peach blossoms, and the first trial of spring clothes is thin and light. The wind and smoke warmed the nest. The curtains in the yard are idle, and the curved house is stuffy. Annoyed and bright.

4. 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.