Qingming Youth League Poems

"Tired of finding incense, slowly revealing to dusk", in the Song Dynasty, Wang Juanren's curtains were very light during the day and the yard was empty. Cui Jing Yinger came over and looked at the red embroidery in surprise. Leaning against the dangerous wall, climbing the pavilion and terrace, Haitang is drenched with red rain. Count your youth. Come again, Tomb-Sweeping Day. Tired of swimming in swallows, there are scenery everywhere, who will join hands in a beautiful time. I hate being bribed by Yu Qian, and my eyebrows are growing. When people are scattered, they think of Levin, and the water is still falling. This feeling has become thin for Dongfeng.

"Looking for fragrance after being tired, it will slowly show up to dusk", written by Wang Peiren in the Song Dynasty.

During the day, the curtains are light and the yard is empty. Cui Jing Yinger came over and looked at the red embroidery in surprise. Leaning against the dangerous wall, climbing the pavilion and terrace, Haitang is drenched with red rain. Count your youth. Come again, Tomb-Sweeping Day.

Tired of swimming in swallows, there are scenery everywhere, who will join hands in a beautiful time. I hate being bribed by Yu Qian, and my eyebrows are growing. When people are scattered, they think of Levin, and the water is still falling. This feeling has become thin for Dongfeng.