Tomb-Sweeping Day's outing poems (Tomb-Sweeping Day's outing poems) 1. Tomb-Sweeping Day's outing poems
Work in the suburbs
Author: Hao Cheng
Dynasty: Song Dynasty
Full text: Fiona Fang runs amok in the wild. In spring, she enters the surrounding area of Yaoshanbi. Chasing the red petals of the wind in the breeze and passing through the swaying alleys; When he feels sleepy, he sits on a mossy stone and rests by the stream. Sue shouldn't refuse this cup of wine, and don't let the most sincere heart drink it. I'm afraid the wind will blow flowers and pieces will fly everywhere. 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.
Enjoy yourself in the lush and flowery gardens, and witness that spring has arrived in the distant mountains and surrounded by full of green. Chasing the red petals flying in the wind with great interest, through the wicker swaying alley; When you are sleepy, face the running water by the stream and sit on a mossy stone to rest.
Don't refuse this glass of wine, and live up to your sincere advice. I'm just afraid that the wind will blow the flowers away and the fragments will fly away. In addition, today is Tomb-Sweeping Day, sunny and sunny, which is very suitable for amusement, but we can't forget it.
Appreciation: The ancients had the saying "It rains in succession during Qingming Festival". According to life experience, it often rains on Qingming Day. The Tomb-Sweeping Day written by Cheng Hao is a sunny and clear day, which should be a rare good day, so the poem laments that "the wind is going to fly".
The poem depicts the fresh scenery of Yuan Ye in spring. Although falling from the water is not a unique phenomenon in spring, it is the first thing that appears in spring.
Therefore, the poet also wrote the game of chasing fallen flowers into his poems, adding a little childlike interest. Perhaps the people in the poem want to find the source of running water with falling flowers. When they are tired, they sit on the rocks on the shore and rest.
Playing with the water reminds me of the good times when my friends got together, and then I have the idea of persuading the world to cherish friendship and time. The phrase "Don't say goodbye, have a glass of wine" may come from this.
2. Tomb-Sweeping Day's outing poems
[Tomb-Sweeping Day's Poems for an outing] Tomb-Sweeping Day is also called an outing festival. According to the solar calendar, it is between April 4 and 6 every year. It is a season of beautiful spring and lush vegetation, and it is also a good time for people to go for an outing in spring (called an outing in ancient times). Therefore, the ancients had the custom of going for an outing in Qingming Festival and carrying out a series of sports activities, as well as Tomb-Sweeping Day's poems.
"Qingming" (Tang) During the Qingming Festival, there were many rains, and pedestrians on the road wanted to break their souls. Ask local people where to buy wine? The shepherd boy just laughed and didn't answer Xingshan Village.
"Cold Food on the Road" (Tang) Song immediately met cold food, and it was late spring on the road. Poor Jiang, I can't see Luo Qiao people.
The Arctic cherishes the sage, and Nanwa is the vassal. In the old garden, wicker is new day and night.
"Cold Food" (Tang) Han Yichun City is full of flowers, and the cold food records the east wind and willows. As night fell, the palace was busy lighting candles, and smoke drifted to the house of the prince and the marquis.
"The door is a thing" (Tang) Zhang Fuzhao loves boats, and the spring grass is green and boundless; Try going to the Wumen Gate to see the county Guo, there is new smoke in Qingming. "Qingming" (Song) Wang Yuqiao lived a Qingming without flowers and wine, and his interest was as bleak as a wild monk.
Yesterday, I discussed new kindling from my neighbor's house, and early in Tomb-Sweeping Day, I lit in front of the window and sat down to study. "Su Causeway Qingming is a thing" (Song) Wu Weixin pear blossoms are in Qingming, and wanderers are out of town looking for spring.
At dusk, the songs are ready, and the willows belong to a warbler. On the Tomb of Cold Food (Song) What is the father of Yang Wanli! Can this bridge be out of danger? The maple leaves in the distant mountains are pale outside, and the broken houses are beside the lonely wheat.
The spring breeze is coming again, and all the new buildings are gone. Pear blossoms are cold food, and it is only when you enter the festival that you are worried.
"Things are in the suburbs" (Song) Cheng Yi grass green fields wantonly, spring into the surrounding mountains and rivers; Zhu Xing Luan Hong wears Liuxiang, but sits in the imperial city because of flowing water; Don't bid farewell to wine, lest the wind turn red; 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. "Send Chen Xiucai back to the Tomb of Shashang Province" (Ming) Gao Qi's face was covered with blood and tears, and he was sad to go home after the 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. "Clear River Leads Qingming Day" (Ming) Wang Pan asked the West Building where smoking was good. On a sunny day, in a green field, middle school students wrote a poem about an outing in Tomb-Sweeping Day. In the willows of Ma Si, people laugh and swing, and the sound of warblers always makes Chun drunk.
Winter has passed and everything has revived. At this time, the annual Tomb-Sweeping Day arrived again. As long as I can remember, every year on this day in Tomb-Sweeping Day, my mother asked me to change into military spring clothes and take me to the grave with paper money.
All the people who died in our family are buried in Biandan Mountain, which is far from my home. We have to transfer to several cars. I remember going to the grave as a child was always very happy, because as soon as my mother burned paper money in front of the grave, I couldn't help myself and played everywhere until my mother dragged me into the car.
I don't know when I started to sweep graves. I stopped playing and making trouble, but observed each grave one by one. Once I found that there was no trace of burning paper money in front of a tattered grave. I was surprised, so I bent down and carefully recognized the words on the tablet, which seemed to be engraved with something that he had participated in the War to Resist US Aggression and Aid Korea before his death and was a foreigner! Hey, he should be buried in the martyrs' cemetery! Why are there no relatives' names on it? I ran to tell my mother curiously with questions. My mother didn't look up and said slowly, alas! Take some paper money to his grave! I received a stack of paper money from my mother.
Walking to his grave, I threw the paper money into the fire and muttered, No one has ever been to your grave. You must be lonely. Although I don't know your name or you, you must be a hero in those days. Now your bones are in exile. Let me burn some paper money for you ... At this moment, my hands gently support my shoulders. I looked back and it was my mother. She gently took it from me. One, two, four ... Tomb-Sweeping Day again this year. Because my mother has severe rheumatoid arthritis, she can't go to the grave, and she is not at ease if I go alone. So we burned paper money outdoors, and my mother threw some paper money and said, Dad! Go! Xiao Yuan (my uncle) was holding it ... When there was only the last stack of paper money left, my mother handed it to me and said, Xiao Yong, burn it for someone you don't know, alas! It's a pity that no one buried him.
..... The fire reflected on my face, and I said to myself: Rest in peace! I will go to your grave when I am in Tomb-Sweeping Day next year! A gust of wind blew away the burnt ashes of paper money ... This year, it met Tomb-Sweeping Day again.
3. Poems describing outings
1, when the spring in Nanyuan is over half, the wind and the smell of Ma Si. Green plums are like beans and eyebrows, and butterflies fly every day. -Song: Ouyang Xiu's "Ruan Langgui, Nanyuan Spring Half Time"
2. Go for a walk and enjoy the Spring Festival. I can't leave a message for Yuehua every day. -Song: "Walking with Youth"
3, the fields are full of spring work, and the soft wind is pleasant. Step on the green, raise the white drunken shadow. -Song: Zhao Rusui's "Walking"
4, the rain is a jade, and it is spent in Lingling Spring. Early paddy field, new hut. -Song: Yang Wanli's "Walking"
5, the spring breeze is green all over the world, full of red. There is wine in the west that refuses to be credited, sitting on the roof worrying that it is dusk.
Going out for an outing, Qingchuan is full of flowers. At that time, it was difficult for people to blow the sunset. -Ming Dynasty: Jie Jin's Walking in the Green.
6. The water level of Gushan Temple is low in Jiating West in the north.
Several early orioles raced to the sunny tree, and their new swallows were carrying mud in their nests.
Colorful spring flowers will gradually fascinate people's eyes, and shallow spring grass can barely cover the horseshoe.
I love the beauty on the east bank of the West Lake, and I can't get enough of it, especially the white sand embankment under the green poplar. -Tang dynasty: Bai Juyi's spring outing in Qiantang
4. There are poems about Tomb-Sweeping Day's outing
(Song) Cheng used to be outdoors, and he went into the surrounding mountains in spring.
Chasing the red petals of the wind in the breeze and passing through the swaying alleys; When he feels sleepy, he sits on a mossy stone and rests by the stream. Sue shouldn't refuse this cup of wine, and don't let the most sincere heart drink it. I'm afraid the wind will blow flowers and pieces will fly everywhere.
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. "Su Causeway Qingming is a thing" (Song) Wu Weixin pear blossoms are in Qingming, and wanderers are out of town looking for spring.
At dusk, the songs are ready, and the willows belong to a warbler. "Assistant Minister Zheng Qi Cold Food" (Five Dynasties) Yang Huizhi went out of the suburbs during the Qingming Festival and went to Liuyingmen, Gushan City.
Water is separated by light smoke to repair the bamboo temple, and the road passes through the village of sparse rain and falling flowers. It is hard to get drunk when the wine is thin in cold weather, but it is easy to break the soul when the ground is high.
Looking back thousands of miles away, who should I tell when my heart is gone? "Ruan Langgui Nanyuan Spring Tour" (Song) Ouyang Xiu, a native of southern China, got wind of it during the spring tour. Green plums are like beans and eyebrows, and butterflies fly every day.
The flower dew is heavy, the grass smoke is low, the curtain is hanging, the swing is not sleepy, and Shuang Yan is painted on the beam.
5. Ancient poems about outings
Qing Dynasty Manta Wang Qingsong Pavilion
Adjust rain to crisp, accelerate ice to water, and rejuvenate Dong Jun. Whoever is light and warm will break the cold.
Go hiking together. Okay, flat shoes. Outside the smoke effect, look at the beauty in the middle, if there is no gap.
Whether it is sunny or cloudy, there are many kinds of weather. If you want to teach how to carve flowers and pick willows, you must look at them first.
I don't know how many lines of Wuling embroidered socks and fragrant mud are inclined. The east wind is smart, green and blowing Meishan.
This word describes spring scenery from two aspects: weather changes in spring and girls' outing activities, and harmoniously combines the two into a beautiful and prosperous spring scenery.
The whole poem inherits and develops Liu Yong's artistic expression method in description skills and techniques, and is full of life breath in content, which is refreshing to read.
Going for an outing in spring, also known as "going for a spring outing", generally refers to going for a walk in the suburbs in early spring. In ancient times, Tomb-Sweeping Day was used as a way of outing. However, the dates of the outing vary from time to time, including the eighth day of the first month, the second day of February or the third day of March. Later, most of them went hiking in Tomb-Sweeping Day.
6. The pastoral life of Tomb-Sweeping Day's poetry.
Cold food and unrealistic hopes
Tang Bai Juyi
The crow makes the trees faint, and the Qingming cold food cries.
The wind blows the paper money in the wilderness, and the spring grass in the tomb is green.
Pear blossoms reflect poplar trees, full of parting places.
I don't hear the heavy spring crying, but the rustling rain makes people return.
Qingming night
Tang Bai Juyi
At night in Tomb-Sweeping Day, the breeze is blowing gently and the moonlight is hazy. The railing made of jasper and the wall made of red bricks are the residence of the governor.
Walking alone in a roundabout song, I can't hear the sound of flowers.
The door is that thing
Tang zhangji
The tiller loves the boat, and the spring grass is green and the fields are vast;
Try going to the Wumen Gate to see the county Guo, there is new smoke in Qingming.
Qingming is the most important thing
Tang Meng Hao ran
Beijing is the annual Tomb-Sweeping Day, and people naturally begin to feel sad and nostalgic.
The carriage creaked on the road, and the outskirts of Liucheng were lush.
Flowers bloom, grass grows and birds fly in pairs.
Sitting in the empty lobby, reminiscing about the past, drinking tea instead of drinking.
7. outing poems
Poems about outing are:
1, outing
Author: Chong Wang
The water in front of the teahouse is like moss, and the red makeup team returns.
The fragrance of flowers is intoxicating, and butterflies and bees blow on my face.
2. Go to Dongyuan for an outing
Author: Deng Shi
Peony leaves have exposed edges, which can be found with grass.
Peach blossoms are red and dark, and willow leaves are misty and deep.
Where is the fragrant mud busy with swallows, who is fine and who is noisy?
Sad cold socks are muddy and weak, leaning against the east wind and green trees.
3. In February, Huantong Yunwa went for an outing and returned from a rain banquet.
Author: Cheng Jiasui
It's better to stay in spring and have guests come to the secluded room for fun.
Summer attracts peaches and obstacles, and the sky sticks to green grass bow shoes.
Fireworks roll in the path, and the landscape pavilion is in harmony with bamboo meat.
Drunk and loving the rain and laughing, I don't know what to complain about.
Step 4 go for an outing
Author: Zhao Rucheng
The fields are full of spring ploughing, and the soft wind is pleasing to the eye.
Molu green and cry willow, raise white and drunk flowers.
Step 5 go for an outing
Author: Wu Ke
Living in seclusion is lazy and slow, and it is better to be in the spring breeze everywhere if you keep it for a lifetime.
Making flowers with grass is tasteless after all, and finding mountains and loving bamboo is still affectionate.
I remember at the beginning of the year, I sent my children to look forward to two songs, one of which was an outing.
6. Author: Su Zhe
On the river, the ice disappears and the grass is green.
The pontoon bridge is too heavy without water, and the wild shop is too bad to be removed.
The cold flowers in Panasonic began to break calyx, and the birds in the valley gradually sang.
Dongmen Spring pulsates in the dzi beads, and duck tongue is born in Guanli Danchi.
Bottles of poppies at the foot of the mountain are stained with young children, and drums and music gather at the top of the mountain.
The skirt is red on the river, and the green cover is covered with the sound of stepping on stones.
When you walk towards the dawn, you will be eager to try, and you will not get drunk if you talk too much.
The most pitiful people are scattered in the west, and the trees are bright in the warm setting sun.
8. 10 to 20 poems about Tomb-Sweeping Day.
Mourning day, drizzle like tears; Pedestrians on the road want to die. Excuse me, where is the restaurant? The shepherd boy pointed to Xinghua Village. Every holiday season, I miss my parents, and the peaches and plums smile, and the Noda wilderness is only sad. Thunder stung dragons and snakes, and the original vegetation in the suburbs was soft after the rain. There are many tomb fields in the north and south hills, and the Qingming sweeps each other. Paper ashes fly into white butterflies, and tears are dyed into red azaleas. When Fiona Fang's green fields roam freely, spring comes around Yaoshanbi. Chasing the red petals of the wind in the breeze and passing through the swaying alleys; When he feels sleepy, he sits on a mossy stone and rests by the stream. Six songs of Queta Six Songs Drift on the Green Trees, the willow wind is light, and the golden thread is fully displayed.
Shame and hate, the evening breeze has not fallen, and the embroidery is slightly heavier. The old embankment is divided into swallowtails, osmanthus trees are light gulls, and Baole leans on the residual clouds. At night in Tomb-Sweeping Day, the breeze is blowing gently and the moonlight is hazy. The railing made of jasper and the wall made of red bricks are the residence of the governor. Walking alone in a roundabout song, I can't hear the sound of flowers. Tear down the rotten tung flowers, drain the rain at the beginning, and wash them clean. Apricots are burned in the forest, peach blossoms are embroidered in the wild, and the scenery is like a screen. The whole city, trying to win, suddenly carved a saddle out of the suburbs. The wind is warm and the strings are crisp, and thousands of families compete to play new sounds.
9. Ancient poems about Tomb-Sweeping Day
1, Tomb-Sweeping Day's poem-"Qingming" Du Mu
A drizzling rain falls like tears on the Mourning Day; The mourner's heart is going to break on his way.
Excuse me, where is the restaurant? The shepherd boy pointed to Xinghua Village.
2, Tomb-Sweeping Day's poem-"Cold Food" Han Yi
In late spring, Chang 'an city is full of songs and dances, and countless flowers fall. The east wind of the Cold Food Festival blows on the willow trees in the royal garden.
At dusk, candles were passed in the Han Palace, and light smoke was scattered into the Hall of the Five Emperors.
3. Tomb-Sweeping Day's poem-Qingming Wang Yucheng
I have lived in Tomb-Sweeping Day without flowers and wine. Like a monk in a temple, everything is depressing and lonely for me.
Yesterday, I discussed new kindling from my neighbor's house, and early in Tomb-Sweeping Day, I lit in front of the window and sat down to study.
4. Tomb-Sweeping Day's poem-"Clothes in the Sky" Liu Xiaofeng
Peach blossom powder apricot blossoms are white, and the rain hits the branches and trees;
Pedestrians quietly descended, and several graves wept and mourned.