1, Spring Rain in Lin 'an
Lu You in Song Dynasty
In recent years, officials are interested in a thin layer of gauze. Who will let me take a bus to Kyoto to visit this bustling city?
Living in a small building and listening to the falling spring rain, you will hear the sound of selling apricots in the depths of the alley early in the morning.
Slowly spread out small pieces of paper sideways, every word is organized, carefully boil water and tea under the sun window, skim it and try to taste famous tea.
Oh, don't sigh that the dust in Kyoto will stain the white clothes, and there is still time to return to the mirror house in Lake Ubak.
In recent years, the interest of officials is as light as a veil. Who let me ride a horse to Kyoto to pollute the bustling? Living in a small building and listening to the spring rain all night, I will hear apricot blossoms in the depths of the alley in the morning. Spread out a small piece of paper and write leisurely and diagonally. The words are very organized. Carefully boil water, make tea, skim the foam and try to taste famous tea in front of a sunny window. Oh, don't sigh that the dust in Kyoto will stain the white clothes. There is still time to go back to my hometown in the mountains by the Mirror Lake during the Qingming Festival.
2. Tomb-Sweeping Day
Huang tingjian in song dynasty
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.
It's unfair for people to sacrifice my arrogant concubine and wife, but it's unfair to burn them.
A clever fool has known who it is for thousands of years, and his eyes are full of chrysanthemum.
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. There is grass everywhere, and when I get home, I have to lie to my wife and concubines and brag about how he ate and drank at a friend's house where he was a high official, and how the host treated him warmly.
Meson pushes his unshakable ambition, which means holding a tree and burning it in Mianshan. Huang Tingjian thought of the dead in the wasteland from the bright flowers. Although no matter how wise or stupid, it is a mountain of Artemisia in the end, but the meaning of life is very different.
3. Cold food and extravagant 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.
Black magpies crow and make a noisy sound. Who cries at the Qingming Cold Food Festival under the dark and tall trees? The wind blows the paper money on the open space, the paper money flies, the old graves overlap and the green grass covers it. Poplar trees set off pear blossoms, which is the place where life and death leave. The deceased couldn't hear our crying in the dim light, and the people who came to pay homage went back in the drizzle in the evening.
4. Tomb-Sweeping Day
Don Dumu
A drizzling rain falls like tears on the Mourning Day; The mourner's heart is going to break on his way.
Ask local people where to buy wine? The shepherd boy just laughed and didn't answer Xingshan Village.
During the Qingming Festival in the south of the Yangtze River, the drizzle drifted one after another, and all the passengers on the road were down and out. Where can local people buy wine to drown their sorrows? The shepherd boy just smiled and pointed to Xinghuashan Village.
5. Chang 'an Tomb-Sweeping Day
Tangweizhuang
Fleas are rainy days that hurt spring dreams, but the grass is more sandy.
At the beginning, the official gave me a clear fire, and I was given a free share of the money.
The purple stranger is screaming and screaming, and the green poplar is drawing a swing.
Tourists think of the peace incident and feel glad that the scenery is as good as before.
All of a sudden, it's already spring rain, and the graceful grass like a girl is unbearable. The palace added a new fire to the ministers, who took pleasure in cuju when they were free. The roads in the country are lush, horses gallop by, and swings fly up and down in the courtyard shaded by green trees. Tourists still remember the important events in peacetime before, and feel glad that this scenery is no different from previous years.