What are some good poems about Qingming Festival?

1. Visiting the mountains in spring, walking lightly and carefully stepping into the flowers and grass. In the bright sunshine, you can see thousands of flowers blooming like bright colors, and the lush green grass. Swaying in the wind, happily releasing life in the shade of the giant trees.

2. Close your eyes and listen to the symphony that comes to mind when the wind blows across the earth. It seems like a huge wave is coming, and then subsides in one or two crispy calls, and the sweetness lingers on the tip of your nose. The sweet aroma gave me a honey-like taste in my mouth...I couldn't bear to open my eyes, just letting myself get drunk.

3. The moon is dark and the wind is high, and the stars are twinkling. The breeze at night is blowing on the earth. The mountains in the distance are faint, looking like small sand dunes in the darkness. They are uneven and surrounded by mountains. In small mountain villages, from time to time, among the mountains, one can see a person's head moving dimly. Accompanied by the playing of modern music, bursts of night fragrance are exuded. It is late at night, and the treetops, mountain villages, mountains, starry sky, people and animals are all silent in this night.

4. The wind gradually picked up, messing up my hair and making my long skirt flutter a little. The green leaves seemed to be dancing in the wind, leaving the tree and falling to the earth, but I didn't know that it would wither. I bent down and gently picked up a leaf. The very orderly stems and veins were a beautiful embellishment. I lament a little: Green leaves, green leaves, you float down from the tree so beautifully, dancing with the wind, but you don’t know that you are called a fallen leaf!

5. From a distance, it looks like a piece of pink and white. The ocean, seen up close, looks like pink and white peach blossoms. ? The small green leaves gently hold the five pink-white petals. There is a small slit between each petal and the other petal. The small green leaves are exposed from this small slit. , looks like a pink, white and green flower made of paper.

6. Climbing up the Great Wall, which is invisible in front and back, with bricks weighing tens of millions of kilograms under my feet, I closed my eyes and breathed the air on the Great Wall. Countless working people carry tens of millions of kilograms of stone on their shoulders. They don't have a crane, so how many shoulders and hands will be worn out. I saw them fall again and again, stand up again, stand up and fall again.