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.
Qingming (Song) Wang Yucheng
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.
Cold Food on the Tomb (Song) Yang Wanli
Even the smallest thing can avoid asking for help when the bridge is in 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.
Qingming (Song) Huang Tingjian
Peach and plum laugh at the festival, and Noda's wasteland is sad.
Thunder stung dragons and snakes, and the original vegetation in the suburbs was soft after the rain.