What are the characteristics of literati prose reflected in Regret for the Past?

"It rains in the Qingming period, and pedestrians on the road want to break their souls. Excuse me, where is the restaurant? The shepherd boy refers to Xinghua Village. " When I was in Tomb-Sweeping Day, I went to the countryside with my family to pay homage to my deceased relatives. I rode to the foot of the mountain and looked up. I saw that on the green hills in front of me, some trees were just dotted with faint green, while others were already full of vitality. In the spring breeze, these trees make a rustling sound, and several swallows shuttle between them. In the shade of green trees, the distant mountains are in full bloom with a fiery peach blossom sea, which is mixed among the green trees. Red and green are like pieces of red and green. Looking around, the scene is like a beautiful jade carving carved by a skilled craftsman. The sun shines on the peach blossom, reflecting its pink cheeks. The peach blossom is swaying up and down in the wind, like a naughty child playing hide and seek. The petals of peach blossom fall from the trees in Yang Yang, and the graceful figure is like a fairy scattering flowers, and the petals fall. I seem to see that beautiful and pure Lin Daiyu is putting peach petals into a tool kit and burying them with a flower hoe! There were many people sweeping graves along the way, and everyone looked solemn and dignified, and their dignified expressions entrusted memories and grief for their deceased relatives. Maybe it's the unity of heaven and man. The sadness and grief of the grave sweeper touched God, and God could not help but shed tears at this moment. As a result, it suddenly began to rain in the clear sky of Wan Li. The rain was fine and intertwined in the sky, just like the poems written on paper by ancient poets. She wrote about Tomb-Sweeping Day's sadness and people's memories of their deceased relatives. Rain floats leisurely among trees and shuttles back and forth between trees. At this moment, the rain is like a loving mother bathing trees. She washed the dust off the tree and made it greener. She washed away the fatigue of the trees and made them more energetic. She washed trees to show her beautiful face and put on beautiful clothes. At this time, the peach blossom sea is also raining. Rain at this time is more like a beautician. The beautician combs the peach blossom girl's hair with a comb in her hand. She describes the peach blossom girl's eyebrows as elegant as green hills with an eyebrow pencil. She used a touch of eye shadow to make the peach blossom girl's eyes look lifelike, like a sunken fish and a wild goose. Two blushes made the peach blossom girl's face glow red, and a touch of lip gloss made the peach blossom girl feel like a lotus flower. Yusi, you beautician, you are the messenger of spring, and you are an angel sent by God. Because of your arrival, the trees on the mountain can be greener, and the peach blossoms in full bloom in the sea can be more beautiful. Your arrival has enabled farmers to sow and transplant seedlings in spring, moistened the dry land, made the winter jasmine blossom with colorful smiles, and made people see the hope of spring. In the spring rain, you are the voice of nature. Hearing your voice, the earth opened its stiff face and smiled. Continuous spring rain, you are the light of hope. Seeing your face, the sky reveals a blue sky without rolling dark clouds.