Poems expressing the mood when visiting parents' graves are as follows:
1. Visiting new graves on Qingming Day, loving mothers rest in peace. Parents return to the crane, and the yin and yang worlds are separated. Pay equal attention to kindness and prestige and strict family precepts, and share weal and woe with children and grandchildren. A wick of fragrance is endless, and two lines of tears thank you for your kindness.
2. Looking at the tomb field in my hometown, I can't shed tears. My heart flies butterflies with the wild geese, and my tears dye the cuckoo in Guanshan. I miss my old age and stay online, and I miss my old age and sit in front of the screen. Life is bumpy, you must be diligent, and the afterglow will comfort Jiuquan.
3. I know from afar that my brother worships the new grave, and it is also a soul-breaking to be United in a different place. It's a matter of respecting relatives and thinking constantly, and everyone is inseparable from their ancestors. Qingming memorial service depends on the situation, and fraternity promotes the benefit of future generations. Mourning, mourning and comforting, full of tears and deep gratitude.
4. Last year, I stayed in the mountain village today, and the drizzle and cold wind were killing me. Parents' voices and voices follow dreams, while relatives' backs cover dust marks. Burning incense and worshiping thoughts are far away, and weeping and swallowing sound will last forever. Unfilial children and grandchildren are outside, and the world is far away to remember the ancestors.
5. jade bone is so sad and foggy that ice muscles have their own fairy wind. In the sea, I sent a probe into the fragrant cluster and hung the green hair upside down. Plain noodles are often too pink, and the red lips do not fade when washing makeup. High emotions recall Xiao Yunkong, and don't dream with pear flowers.