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Content of Tomb-Sweeping Day's handwritten newspaper Ancient Poetry 1 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.
Qingming is a matter-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.
Tomb-Sweeping Day-Tang Sun Yinchang
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.
The Riverside Scene at Qingming Festival 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.
"Seeing Deng Rui's second son home in 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.
The Riverside Scene at 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.
Song of the Qing Dynasty Tomorrow Jiang Huaiyou-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.
Memories for brothers in Qingming Festival —— 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.
Chang 'an Tomb-Sweeping Day-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.
Wang Yucheng's Tomb-Sweeping Day
Original poem: no flowers and no wine, too clear, and the taste is bleak like 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.
The whole poem uses ten rhymes, and the first sentence borrows eight rhymes. Therefore, steaming is listed in the front together with Geng Qing.
On the way to cold food (Tang Dynasty) 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.
Tomb-Sweeping Day-Song and 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.
Tomb-Sweeping Day-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.
"Send Chen Xiucai back to the Tomb of Shashang 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.
Cold food (Tang) 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.
Cold Food on the Tomb (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.
Things outside the door (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.
"Su Causeway Qingming is a thing" (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.
Tomb-Sweeping Day handwritten newspaper content ancient poetry 2 1. Looking at Guo Waichun when eating cold food, the savage hurts people everywhere. -Yun Biao's "Cold Food Poetry"
2. The sky in spring is just a cold eye when smoking is banned. -Zhu Mengde's Xixia Cold Food
3. When there is not much cold food, sell peony first. -Chao Chongzhi's "Appreciate the Emperor's Grace, Cold Food is Done"
There is a dark road in front of the building, with a touch of willow and an inch of tenderness. -Wu Wenying's "hyacinthus orientalis, Listen to the Wind and Rain"
5. Qingming Festival is approaching, and heaven remains our neighbourhood. -Cao Zu's "Missing Teenagers, Drinking Companions in Years"
6. A county official is idle and only works as an agreement, and the year is cold and clear. —— Wang Yucheng's Riverside Scene at Qingming Festival
7. White grass Hua Qian cold food road, whose tree is the fragrant car? -Feng Yansi's "Where to Go in a few days"
8. As soon as the arrow flew, I went to eat cold food. -Wu Wenying's "Slow learning and makeup, clear and thin lake"
9. There are many tombs in the North and South Mountains, and Tomb-Sweeping Day is different. -Gao Zhu "Qingming Day Wine"
10. Spoil willow flowers for cold food, all kinds of nasty weather. -Li Qingzhao's "Niannujiao Chun Qing"
165438+- Zhou Bangyan's Cold Food at a Cold Window
12. After Tomb-Sweeping Day, it was just a cold spring. -Jiang Chunlin's "Langtaosha Cloud Pressure Virtual Column"
13. It's sunny and cloudless, so it's better to travel and forget to go home. -Cheng Hao's "Suburbs are Things"
14. Young, always follow, until Qingming. -Wang Pei's "Tired of finding incense, dew to dusk"
15. I miss the days when I stayed in Chu Township. I am tender as water. Who is tender? -Huang Xiaomai's "Qingming Near Xiangchun jathyapple"
16. The dust wave is green and there is no trace. -Wu Wenying's "Three Crimes of Crossing the River and Clouds, West Lake Qingming"
17. Who will accompany you on the levee? Spring mud is half a flower. -Gong Dou's "Xiangyang Cold Food Send Yu Wenji"
18. But when you look at the flat land, you can also see destruction and death. -Shao Ye's Chang 'an cold food
19. The wind and rain pears are cold. How many descendants of grave robbers came? -Gao Qi's "Send Chen Xiucai back to the Tomb of Shashang Province"
20. During the Qingming Festival, I went out of the suburbs and went to Liuyingmen, a mountain city in Gucheng. -Yang Huizhi's Cold Food Order Zheng Qi Assistant Minister
2 1. When you are old, you cherish the flower heart, but you are speechless. —— Janice's "Begonia is not clear in spring, and there is a gift of Begonia"
22. The spring breeze is coming again, and the new building is old. -Yang Wanli's Cold Food on the Tomb
23. Three thousands of feet sorrow, fifty years of spring dream. -George's "Returning to the Ridge, the guest window is bright"
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