It's a pity that a serenade is given to dusk. -Huang Xiaomai's "Qingming Near Xiangchun jathyapple"
Jiangnan in February is full of flowers, and cold food in other places is far from sadness. -Meng Yunqing's Cold Food
Beijing is the annual Tomb-Sweeping Day, and people naturally begin to feel sad and nostalgic. -Meng Haoran, "Qingming is a thing"
Besides, it's Tomb-Sweeping Day today, and it's met with fine weather. It's very suitable for sightseeing, but you can't leave. -Cheng Hao's "Suburbs are Things"
It's brilliant to tear down tung flowers, and after the rain, it's clear. -Liu Yong's "Magnolia is slow, Tonghua is bright"
A hundred flowers and a hundred flowers cold food road, whose tree is the fragrant car? -Feng Yansi's "Where to Go in a few days"
Who moved the cymbal Zheng to the jade pillar? The petrel through the curtain flew away in horror. -Feng Yansi's "Magpie Stepping on Qingming"
The cold wind stings the face, plum blossoms are like snow, and apricot is red. -Han Wo "Late Night"
During the Qingming Festival, the West Lake is good and prosperous everywhere. -Ouyang Xiu's "Picking Mulberry Seeds, Thinking about the West Lake on Qingming Day"
Also because he held his youth in his face, the rosy flowing wine! . -Meng Haoran's Banquet at Mei Daochang's House
Wet the swing at dusk. -Li Qingzhao's "Huanxisha Dandang Spring Cold Food Day"