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.
As night fell, the palace was busy lighting candles, and smoke drifted to the house of the prince and the marquis.
"Cold Food Night Delivery" Han Wo
Love is probably a pity, and acacia will be heartbroken at this time.
Clouds, thin moon, cold night, light rain, apricot flowers.
Cold food night hanwo
It's cold and windy, and Xiaomei is snowy and apricot red.
Late at night, the oblique swing rope hangs quietly, misty and rainy, and the prospect of the pavilion is blurred.
Wu Tangxuan, the leader of the Cold Food Festival.
The introduction is ridiculous and pitiful, and a fishing boat is useless.
My neighbor taught me to turn off the fire. I was ashamed. I didn't know the kitchen had been smoke-free for a long time.
Wang Jian, Jiangling ambassador to Ruzhou.
Looking back, the road is in the clouds, and cold food is cooked at home.
At sunset, the peaks are green, and businessmen say it is Ruzhou Mountain.
"Two kinds of cold food, the first part" Li Shanfu
Willow with the east wind has always been oblique, chun yin covered others. Sometimes it rains at three or two, and there are ten five flowers everywhere.
Wanjing Loutai is suspected of embroidered paintings, and Jiuyuan pearls are like smoke. Who asked that every year today, I lie alone in Chang 'an and cry at the age of China?
"Cold Food on the Road" Song Wenzhi
It's already on the way to late spring when I meet cold food immediately. 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 Meng Yunqing
Jiangnan in February is full of flowers, and cold food in other places is far from sadness.
Poor people often don't have fireworks, not only in the Ming Dynasty.
"Cold food of Beijing brothers" Wei
Fire and cold are forbidden in the rain, and warblers sit alone on the river and listen.
Think of wine and flowers as brothers. Ling Du is a cold herbivore.
Du Fu, a little cold food on board.
Chen Jia's strong diet is still cold, which led to several times of depression and wearing a crown. Spring water, rivers, so floating on the boat is like sitting in the clouds; My body is getting weaker and my eyesight is dim. Looking at the flowers on the shore is like a mist.
The listless curtains saw butterflies flying by; Seagulls skimmed over the rapids. Snow-capped mountains are thousands of miles green, worrying about Chang' an and going straight north.
Bai Juyi in Cold Food and Wild Hope
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.
Bai Juyi's Cold Food Night
No moon, no light, cold food night, before dark.
Suddenly surprised by the season, I owe 40 a year now.
cold drink and snack
(Tang) Bai Juyi
People are happy when they are old, and they are happy when they come home. I went back to my hometown and had nine cold meals.
Where is your hometown? It's in the east of Chiguan. When you are surrounded by pear blossoms, it is the water color in February.
Not only good manners, but also many old relatives. Go out and have fun, and then come back and talk about Yan Xi.
Salary is official, there is nothing to worry about. However, I am afraid that I am superior and more stable.
"Spring Evening, Looking at Yichuan, On Twenty Spring Miscellaneous Poems"
(Tang) Li Deyu
After the cold food in the distant village, drizzle came from Sichuan.
The grass is connected with the stream, and the pear blossoms are reflected in the villa.
The hibiscus fence hangs down, and the pine diameter grows new moss.
Looking up at the evening pavilion, birds return to several places.
Cold food in Du Dong's residence
(Tang)
Jiangnan cold food early, cuckoo singing in February.
The sun is warm and the mountains are green, and the spring is cold and rainy.
Bathing silkworms is a social day, changing fire into light.
I prefer Gua Tian to Shao Ping.
Let Dongchuan become Tomb-Sweeping Day.
Yuan Zhen (Tang)
Cold food is good all year round and the wind is light.
Today, on the Qingming Han River, a county magistrate greeted him on horseback.
Cold food feast
(Tang)
The palace building is full of light and spirit, and colorful fish and dragons are thick all around.
Under the porch, the chef will serve cold food, while in front of the hall, he will ride a flying ball.
Thousands of officials are still taught to sit when they are drunk, and they don't play.
* * * I'm glad Byrne invaded the night, but Jin Wu was afraid to ask why.
Cold food night
(Tang)
Pears are all white, and the wind blows the moonlight.
Everyone is eating a cold night and watching homesickness alone.
"spend cold food day with friends"
(Tang)
A thousand wells chase after cold food, and the idle door cannot be opened alone.
Pears should be folded and catkins should fly.
Dreaming of Huaixian Island, singing around the bricks.
The floating life has been realized, and the season urges.
Three Poems by Princess Qin Mengwan
(Tang) Shen Yazhi
Weeping and burying a red branch, life is different from death.
Golden cymbals become grass, fragrant embroidery spring breeze.
In the past, the flute sounded, and the tall building was in the middle of the month.
Pear blossoms eat cold nights, and the green palace is closed.
Cold Food Tang Luxiang
The child escaped from the world, and the mountain fire burned us.
The four seas share the same cold food, and one person is eternal.
What's the use of holding a deep grudge? There were no neighbors in ancient times.
The soul is full of mountains and rivers, and the wind and thunder are gods.
Light smoke and elm willows come out, blaming the new dragon and snake.
It's a pity that Wen Gong is a bully and has been a negative minister all his life.
Cold food Wang Yucheng
This year's cold food is good, and the scenery in the mountains is pitiful.
When I was a child, I spent a butterfly and people swayed according to the tree.
In the suburbs, it began to rain just before dawn, and in the alleys, smoking was banned at the beginning of spring?
The adjutant is idle and depressed, and there is still money for drinks.