1, there are many grave fields in the hills of north and south, which is different in Tomb-Sweeping Day. Paper ashes fly into white butterflies, and tears are dyed into red azaleas. -Zhu's "Qingming Day Wine"
Tomb-Sweeping Day, south and north of Nanshan Mountain, people are busy paying homage to the grave. Burned paper ash flies around like a white butterfly and cries sadly, just like a cuckoo will spit out blood when it cries.
2, feeling sad and rogue, began to believe in Qingming heartbroken period. -Song Liling's poem Tomb-Sweeping Day
Every time I go to Tomb-Sweeping Day, my heart aches, and the pain of leaving my loved ones is heartbreaking.
Pear blossoms are in full bloom, and wanderers go far away in spring. At dusk, the songs are ready, and the willows belong to a warbler. -Wu Song Wei Xin "Su Causeway Qingming is a thing"
Pear blossom wind announced the arrival of Tomb-Sweeping Day, and half the people in the city came out for a spring outing to visit the grave. At dusk, after the people who were addicted to amusement dispersed, the beautiful scenery of swaying willow shadows was left to the oriole to enjoy.
4, covered in blood and tears, it is sad to go home after chaos. In the storm, pear flower falls died, and the Cold Food Festival passed. In Tomb-Sweeping Day, several families will visit graves and be worshipped by future generations. -Gao Ming's "Qi sent back to the tomb of Shashang Province"
My clothes are covered with blood, tears and dust. Although the war is over now, I will feel sad when I return to my hometown. In the storm, all the pears have fallen, and the Cold Food Festival has passed. When sweeping graves on Qingming Festival, there will be descendants who will come to worship the graves of several families.
5, the chrysanthemum is sad and smoky, the curtain is light and cold, and the swallows fly away. The bright moon doesn't know how to leave sorrow and hate bitterness, and shines obliquely through Zhuhu Lake. -Song Yan Shu's "Butterfly Lovers, Threshold, Chrysanthemum, Sorrow, Tears and Dew"
In the early morning, the chrysanthemum outside the railing was covered with a layer of sad smoke, and the orchid dew seemed to be crying dew. Between the screens, there was a faint chill, and a Shuang Yanzi flew away. Yue Ming didn't understand the pain of parting, and oblique Yin Hui went into Zhuhu Lake until dawn.
6, the spring is bleak and fragrant. The view from the guest room and Tomb-Sweeping Day. People remember to say goodbye at dusk in the courtyard. Birds are everywhere. -Su Songshi's "Butterfly Loves Flowers, Spring Things Decline and Grass Rest"
Originally, spring was the season when flowers were in full bloom and weeds were flourishing, and there were pleasing and jubilant scenes everywhere. But the good times didn't last long, and this beautiful scenery has long passed. After living in a foreign land for a long time, it's another year in Tomb-Sweeping Day. Sitting in the yard at dusk, I miss my loved ones. However, when the flowers were everywhere, I happened to meet the shrike.
7, immediately encounter cold food, and it is spring in the middle. Poor Jiang, I can't see Luoyang people. -Tang Song Wenzhi, "Cold Food on the Way: Huangmei Linjiang Posting Cuirong"
I immediately spent the Cold Food Festival in late spring on the road, but when I looked at the pier by the river, I couldn't see the parting people from Baqiao, Luoyang.
8, cold food is sick, embarrassed. Finally, I miss the county seat, and fireworks filled Qingchuan. -Tang Wei Wu Ying's Riverside Scene at Qingming Festival.
I got sick during the Cold Food Festival, and I was happy when I arrived in Tomb-Sweeping Day. But it finally reminds me of my hometown. On a sunny day, the river is full of fireworks provided by Tomb-Sweeping Day.
9, the solar terms are clear and the peaches and plums laugh, and the Noda wasteland is only sad. Thunder stung dragons and snakes, and the original vegetation in the suburbs was soft after the rain. -Huang Songting sword "Tomb-Sweeping Day"
During the Qingming Festival, the spring rains are continuous, making the earth lush and the peaches and plums all over the world. The wilderness of Noda is a graveyard for burying the dead. The dead are buried underground, which makes the living feel sad. Spring thunder awakens everything, and the universe brings vitality to the earth.
10, isolated from the grave for two years, sad all day. -Don Luo Yin's Qingming Japanese song Jiang Huaiyou
Two years later, I have lost contact with my old friends on both sides of the grave, and the songs I listen to at this time are all sad.