1. Willows are floating in the breeze, and pear blossoms are blooming in the drizzle. ——Liu Tingxin's "A Branch of Flower·Farewell in Spring"
2. Spring is late in the lonely empty courtyard, and the pear blossoms are all over the ground and the door is closed. ——Liu Fangping's "Spring Resentment"
3. See the pear blossoms with the night moon at the beginning, and the begonias half with the morning rain. ——Wan Qiyong's "Santai·Qingming Yingzhi"
4. Flying away to reflect the green mountains, a pear tree fell in the evening wind. ——Du Mu's "Egret"
5. After the wind and rain, the pear blossoms and the cold food have passed, how many graves have descendants? ——Gao Qi "Send off Chen Xiucai and return to the sand to visit the tomb"
6. Willows reflect the green mountains, and pear blossoms hide the evening birds. ——Wang Wei's "The Matter Above the Spring Sun"
7. While the wine is drinking, the pear blossoms are urging poetry to the catkins, a window of spring resentment. ——Wang Yisun's "Lock the Window in the Cold Spring Thoughts"
8. The plum blossoms of the humble official are also graceful, and the pear blossoms of the cold food are even more separated. ——Fang Yue's "Farewell to Chen Wei"
9. In the pale moon, the pear blossoms are next to the curved sill, and the clear dew and green moss make the socks cool. ——Qiao Ji's "The Man on the Railing: Thoughts of Spring"
10. The pear blossoms eat in the cold, but the guests don't have spring clothes. ——Qian Qi's "The Guest House in Chang'an"
11. Pear blossoms in the wind and rain, narrow curtains and small window screens. ——Qiao Ji's "Order of Gui Gui·Qingming at the Guest Window"
12. Cold food The spring in Beiyuan is deep, and the pear blossoms are full of branches and surrounded by snow. ——Wen Tong's "Beiyuan Pear Blossoms"
13. Pear blossoms know when cold food comes, who can sprinkle wheat rice in the graveyard. ——Qiu Yuan's "Send Cheng Zifang Back to Shu·Lize Garden with Thin Repairs"
14. The drizzle is falling and the pear blossoms are white, and the swallows are brushing the curtains. ——Wei Zhuang's "Qingpingle·Spring Sorrow on Nanmo"
15. The sound of rain falls during the Qingming Festival. The tide rushes across the sand. Being looked down upon by pear blossoms, life is filled with bitter love for the end of the world. ——Zhang Yan's "Chaozhongcuo·Qingming Festival"
16. A pear tree in the snow will be in the Qingming Festival next year. ——Zhang Yan's "Wind in the Pines·A spring is not without spring"
17. Build a pile of pear blossoms and a pile of snow, who will be leaning on the railing next year? ——Du Mu's "Early Winter Night Drink"
18. Thousands of pear trees are planted in Beishan, and the flowers bloom every year during the Qingming Festival. ——Yang Ji's "Beishan Pear Blossoms (In Order)"
19. I only worry about the end of the world. Can you stay? The wine is gone, but there are still pear blossoms. ——Li Qingzhao's "Transfer to the Garden and Fragrant Grass Pond"
20. Sprinkle pear blossoms, rain is falling, cold food. ——Guan Yunshi's "Dashi Diao·Hao Guanyin·Resentment"
21. The oriole and the purple swallow have no choice but to follow, and there is always a sound of dragging in vain. ——Wen Tong's "Pear Blossoms in the North Garden"
22. Why is there such a deserted spring? The pear blossoms are washed out across the weeping willows. ——Fan Rui's "Song of Xizhuanglou"
23. Tangli flowers reflect the poplar trees, which is the place where life and death part. ——Bai Juyi's "Cold Food Wild Hope Song"
24. The fragrant cotton catkins are light, and the white snow pear flowers are light. ——Zhang Kejiu "Nanlu·Yizhihua·Returning to the Changtian on the Lake"
25. Cold food, light smoke and mist, full moon and pear blossoms all over the city. ——Shen Kuo's "Kaiyuan Le·Upstairs is facing the outside of the palace"
26. The wind is fragrant and the dew is heavy, and the pear blossoms are wet. There is no light in the thatched house, and I worry about not entering. ——Bai Juyi's "Cold Food and Moon Night"
27. The Qingming Festival in my hometown is full of sorrow, and I will wet the pear blossoms with my tears. ——Cheng Jiasui "Knowing My Brother Because He Returned to the Cambodian Mountains"
28. The gentle wind and rain make it light and overcast, and the pear blossoms are about to wither. ——Li Qingzhao's "Huanxisha·Spring is already deep in the small yard's idle window"
29. The willow season went by the west wind and autumn, but now it's the pear blossoms, dusk rain and cold food.
——Zheng Guangzu's "Zaju·The Lost Soul of a Beautiful Girl in Love"