Dondum
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.
Cold food is on the road.
Tangsong 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.
An outdated festival (Qingming Festival) that started one or two days ago in Tomb-Sweeping Day, when only cold food is served for three days.
Tang Han 'ao
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.
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.
Ouyang Xiu, one of the "Eight Masters of Tang and Song Dynasties", also left a famous sentence describing Tomb-Sweeping Day for later generations: When the spring in the south reaches the halfway point, the wind and the smell of Ma Si. Green plums are like beans and eyebrows, and butterflies fly every day.
Qingming Festival
Huang Songting Jian
Peach and plum laugh at the festival, and Noda's wasteland is sad.
Thunder stung dragons and snakes, and the original vegetation in the suburbs was soft after the rain. "
Qingming Festival
Wang Song Yuqiao
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.
Su Causeway is a tomb-sweeping day.
Wu Song prestige
Pears bloom in the light, and wanderers go out of the city in spring.
At dusk, the songs are ready, and the willows belong to a warbler.
Cold food on the middle school
Song Yang Wanli
Go straight to your husband! 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.
Doing things in the suburbs is doing things.
Song Cheng Hao
Grass and green fields, spring around the mountains;
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 Shangshan Province.
Song Gao Qi
All the clothes are covered with blood, tears and dust. Although the war is over now, I will feel sad when I return home.
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.
One-day Qingming Tour in Jiangyin, Qing Dynasty
Wang Ming Pan
Where is the non-smoking section in the west building?
Green fields and sunny roads.
Ma Si hissed through the willows,
People are laughing on the swing,
Yinger always teaches Chun to get drunk.
There are ten poems about Qingming. 1. It rains in succession during the Qingming Festival, and pedestrians on the road want to die.
Ask local people where to buy wine? The shepherd boy just laughed and didn't answer Xingshan Village. 2. Lumen is a matter of loving the boat, 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.
3. Cold food on the road Song meets cold food immediately, and the road is already late spring. 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.
4. The trip to the outer suburbs is a wild activity in Cheng Hao, and it enters Shan Ye in spring. Xing chased the red through Liuxiang, and sat in Diji because of running water.
Don't say goodbye 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.
5. Cold food on the hill, Yang Wanli, Nauvoy, why fine! 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. 6. The Qingming Festival in Su Causeway is Wu Weixin's pear blossom, and the wanderer goes out of the city to find spring.
At dusk, the songs are ready, and the willows belong to a warbler. 7. On Qingming night, Bai Juyi is windy. On Qingming night, Shi Hongxuan was a historian.
Walking alone in a roundabout song, I can't hear the sound of flowers. 8. On Qingming Day, Deng Rui's second son was sent back to his hometown. Dai Shulun's bell and drum left this day, and the driver urged the evening dress.
The kitchen has become a new fire, and the willows are dark and frosted. Look at China through the mirror and talk about your hometown with a cup.
Every time I feel my child's tears, I will touch my clothes today. Qingming is the most important thing. Emperor Meng Haoran is clear and heavy, and people are worried.
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. 10. On the Qingming Day, I recalled my brother Wei's cold food recipe and was ill, and my heart suddenly became clear.
Finally, I miss the county seat, and fireworks filled Qingchuan. Apricot porridge is still delicious, and elm soup has been slightly fried.
I just hate being a good girl, kissing my face and spending this glorious year. 1 1. Tomb-Sweeping Day, peaches and plums are smiling, and the wilderness of Noda is only sad.
Thunder stung dragons and snakes, and the original vegetation in the suburbs was soft after the rain. People beg to sacrifice my arrogant concubine, but people are willing to burn to death.
A clever fool has known who it is for thousands of years, and his eyes are full of chrysanthemum. 12. Wang Yuqiao, a Qingming without flowers and wine, is as boring 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. 13. Cold food Hanyi Chuncheng is full of flowers, and cold food is easterly and willows are oblique.
As night fell, the palace was busy lighting candles, and smoke drifted to the house of the prince and the marquis. 14. "Qingming in the south of the Yangtze River" was in Chu Yi, Wu Shan, Zheng Zhun for four years, and I changed my appearance at first sight.
Travel far and hate the wind for a night, and the light will accompany the wine. There are no flowers climbing outside Yanxing Gate, and the quarrying river is covered by rain.
What is infinite homing? Ge Jia on the roadside is very crowded. 15. The fleas in Weizhuang, Qingming, Chang 'an 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. 16. Qingjiang led Qingming Wang to climb and asked where smoking was prohibited in the West Building. Green fields and sunny roads.
In the willows of Ma Si, people laugh and swing, and the sound of warblers always makes Chunzui drunk. 17. Send Chen Xiucai back to the tomb of Shangshan Province. Gao Qi was covered with blood, tears and dust. It is also sad to go back to China 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. 18. There are many graves in the north and south mountains of Gaozhu in Tomb-Sweeping Day, but Tomb-Sweeping Day is different. Paper ashes fly into white butterflies, and tears are dyed into red azaleas.
When the sun goes down, the fox sleeps in front of the grave, and the children smile at the lights when the night returns. As long as you are alive, enjoy your wine and indulge yourself. In the grave after your death, you can't taste a drop.
19. On the Qingming Day, from the West Fifth Bridge to Guayan Village, it was raining in Longmen, and the spring wind was born in your cave. Birds sing quietly, flowers fall and ruin.
Yu Ming is ashamed of his generation. He is old. The old tourist left and was disappointed with Luochengdong.
20. With the Qingming Day in Jinzhou Hulangzhong, Zhangji County opened a new fire for the Yuxi Pavilion Banquet, and it rained in Gaozhai. Cherish flowers, invite guests to enjoy, persuade wine and promote singing.
* * * When you get drunk, move the incense mat and stay in the twilight. Political leisure party banquet language, Qin Lou Ren Yaoqing.
3. About Tomb-Sweeping Day's poems and ancient poems, the complete works of Tomb-Sweeping Day's poems.
1, young, always following, during the Qingming period. -Wang Pei's "Tired of finding incense, dew to dusk"
2, the official gave the Qingming fire from the beginning, and the photo was divided into white money. -Wei Zhuang's "Changan Tomb-Sweeping Day"
3. The sound of rain in Tomb-Sweeping Day. The tide blocked the sand crossing the river. -Zhang Yan's "Tomb-Sweeping Day in the DPRK"
In today's Tomb-Sweeping Day, gardens are more important than things. -Jia Dao's "Seeing Friends off at Riverside Garden in Qingming Festival"
5, thinking about the West Lake on Qingming Day is good, full of eyes. -Ouyang Xiu's "Picking Mulberry Seeds, Thinking about the West Lake on Qingming Day"
Tomb-Sweeping Day's ancient poems
day of mourning
(Song) Wang Yuqiao
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.
Su Causeway's Qingming Festival is this thing.
(Song) Wu Weixin
Pears bloom in the light, and wanderers go out of the city in spring.
At dusk, the songs are ready, and the willows belong to a warbler.
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traditional food
1, mugwort cake
Tomb-Sweeping Day wants to eat green food. There is a custom of steaming Artemisia cake in rural areas.
Artemisia cake is similar to the green ball in Jiangnan. The production method is: "Take Artemisia bud and glutinous rice, make Artemisia juice and rice flour into a whole, take meat, vegetables, red bean paste and jujube paste as stuffing, put them into various fancy wooden molds, and steam them in the bottom cage of new reed leaves." The mugwort cake is green in color and has a plant fragrance. It is one of the foods for ancestor worship in Tomb-Sweeping Day, and it is also used to give gifts or entertain relatives and friends.
2. Communist Youth League
During his stay in Tomb-Sweeping Day, Jiangnan had the custom of eating green jiaozi. Green jiaozi is to mash a wild plant called "Pulp Wheat Straw" to squeeze out juice, then mix this juice with dry pure glutinous rice flour, and then wrap it in jiaozi.
Jiaozi's stuffing is exquisite sugar bean paste, and a small piece of sugar lard is added when filling. Jiaozi cooked it and steamed it in a cage. When they come out, brush the cooked vegetable oil evenly on the surface of jiaozi, and you're done.
Green glutinous rice balls, green as jade, sticky and soft, fragrant, sweet but not greasy, fat but not full. Green jiaozi is also a necessary food for people to sacrifice their ancestors in Jiangnan area. Because of this, green jiaozi is particularly important in the folk food customs in the south of the Yangtze River.
4. Poems about Qingming in the circle of friends: 1. It rains in succession during the Qingming Festival (Tang Du Mu, Qingming).
2. I'm worried about sunny and rainy days later (Tang Wen Ting Yun's "Bodhisattva Man Nan Yuan Man Qing Xu")
3, a moment of sunny rain (Song Ouyang Xiu's "Butterfly Loves Flowers, Six Songs, Dry Leaning on Green Trees")
4, red hate Qingming rain (Song Yan Dao Ji "Dead Hua Lian, I want to reduce the cold of Luo Yi")
5. Sleeping in the misty rain (Song Yan Dao Ji's "Huanxisha")
6. During the Qingming Festival, the West Lake was bustling. Who is the willow bamboo wheel? Tourists will wake up at dusk and turn to the embankment until flowers will always be at the head of the city (Song Ouyang Xiu's "Picking Mulberry Seeds, Going Up to the River on Qingming Festival to Map the West Lake")
7. Thinking about the West Lake on Qingming Festival (Song Ouyang Xiu's "Picking Mulberry, Thinking about the West Lake on Qingming Festival")
8, want to clear the misty rain (Song Ouyang Xiu's "Liang Zhu wants to clear the clouds and rain")
9. Send tomorrow in March (Song Ouyang Xiu, the pride of the fisherman, send tomorrow in March)
10, dancing, smoking, sleeping, raining, Qingming (Huanxisha, Dao Ji, Song Yan)
1 1, the depth of Chaos Mountain is too clear (stone "Sunrise in the South Gezi and Rain in the Western Hills")
12, Qingming in the Deep Courtyard (stone "Qingming in Yu Meiren Deep Courtyard")
13, it is still unclear (stone "Liang Zhu, Rain, Rain, Sparse Fire")
14, more worth the rainy night in Tomb-Sweeping Day (Huang Song listens to the sword "Broken Magnolia in Wushan Ancient County")
15, Qingming Rain Outside Waist Palace (Qing Ming Rain Outside Waist Palace by Huang Songting Jian)
16, Qingming March is near (Song Xin Qi Ji's "What Heart Lang is Tired of Wearing Clothes")
17, the city in the storm is near Qingming (Song Anonymous, Jiang Yueliang muttered to Yan Yu)
18, the small garden has just passed through Tomb-Sweeping Day (Man Ting Meifangzi Yin Cheng).
19, Qingming Festival will be in full bloom in spring (Song Anonymous, Zhegu Day)
20. Singing and drumming over Qingming (Song Fan Chengda's Four Seasons Pastoral Miscellaneous)
5. Original publisher of Tomb-Sweeping Day's ancient poems and sentences: multiply and live.
Chapter 1: Tomb-Sweeping Day's famous ancient poems 1. Poetry: 1, Qingming Festival (Tang) During Qingming Festival, it rained in succession, and pedestrians on the road wanted to die. Ask local people where to buy wine? The shepherd boy just laughed and didn't answer Xingshan Village. The most famous poem about the custom of cold food in Tomb-Sweeping Day is: 2. Cold food (Tang Dynasty). There are flowers everywhere in Han Jiaochun City, and the east wind and willows are oblique. As night fell, the palace was busy lighting candles, and smoke drifted to the house of the prince and the marquis. One of the poems describing Tomb-Sweeping Day: 3. On the Qingming night, Bai Juyi in the Tang Dynasty was surging, and on the Qingming night, the blue brick red porch was secretariat. Walking alone in a roundabout song, I can't hear the sound of flowers. On the Qingming Day, Deng Rui's second son was sent back to his hometown, and Tang Dai Shulun's bell and drum walked for a day, urging the driver to wear evening clothes. The kitchen has become a new fire, and the willows are dark and frosted. Look at China through the mirror and talk about your hometown with a cup. Every time I feel my child's tears, I will touch my clothes today. 5. After the Qingming Festival, climb the city and look out-after the Qingming Festival by Liu Changqing in the Tang Dynasty, in front of Yunshan. Flowers bloom like the old days, and new smoke comes from thousands of wells. There is no clearing in the grass, and the river flows far away. Where is Chang 'an? Point to the sunset. 6, Qingming Japanese song Jiang Huaiyou-Tang Luo Yinjun and Tian Su are old tourists, I am ready to pay. For two years, I have been isolated from the grave and have been sad all day. Seagulls seem to be able to keep up with physics, while apricot flowers are suspicious and accompanied by people's worries. Widows and young children should eat cold food and look at Jiangling with tears. The second poem about Tomb-Sweeping Day 7. Cold food-Tang Meng Yunqing Jiangnan in February is full of flowers, and cold food in other places is far from sad. Poor people often don't have fireworks, not only in the Ming Dynasty. 8. Qingming is a matter-Emperor Tang Meng Haoran emphasized Qingming and the people were worried. 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. 9, Qingming-Tang Sun Yinchang Qingming in the spring, looking at Beishan. Flirting fires a new flame, and tung flowers grow old branches. Shen Ming was ashamed of the past and kept the banquet secret from his friends. Not as good as a bird in the forest, moving Joe and feathers. 10. On that day in Tomb-Sweeping Day, I remembered my brother, Tang Wei Wu Ying's cold food recipe, which was disgusting and relaxed. Final order
6. There are ancient poems about Tomb-Sweeping Day, 1, and the clear weather.
Song Dynasty: Du Anshi
I always get drunk on a clear day. The terrace is shady and smells good. Bird's nest square, small basin, new lotus cover. This is just a happy moment. Single coat, half cage nephrite body.
Pomegranate is very beautiful, a pinch of red. After a few repairs outside the window, the cold is leaning against each other. There is a place to worry about, it is difficult to meet, and there is no one. Sitting in the boudoir.
It's Qingming weather now, and I'm worried, listless and infatuated all day. The warm wind blows gently, and the terrace is surrounded by trees. The returning swallows have built a new nest, and a small pond is covered with green lotus leaves. It's time to watch a leisurely play, but the heroine who lives here just casually puts her light coat on her shoulders.
Bright red pomegranate flowers are like red tulle. The heroine leans under some slender bamboos outside the window. There is a person she cares about, but it is hard to meet, and she can only look forward to it in vain. The woman sat in the boudoir for a while, then stood up, fidgeting and not wanting to dress up. Although missing makes people haggard, who will appreciate it even if she dresses up carefully to cover up the haggard color?
2, "Ren Xuqing Ming Zuo"
Qing Dynasty: Qu Dajun
It's cold in the morning and cloudy at night, but it's already spring in sadness. Falling flowers have tears because of wind and rain, and birds are ruthless since ancient times.
The old country is like a dream, and Chinese characters are lost. Dragons and snakes return everywhere, and cold food is eager every year.
Translation:
There is a faint chill, which permeates the early morning and clouds are shrouded in the twilight. In the darkness, I didn't even feel the heaviness of spring. Falling flowers shed tears because of wind and rain, and birds are heartless. This matter has existed since ancient times.
The old country's mountains and rivers are suddenly called dreams, and the Chinese heroes are once again depressed. That brave man, drunk and wide, has nowhere to stand. Cold food comes to my guest in vain every year.
7. Tomb-Sweeping Day's poems are different from Tomb-Sweeping Day's.
Wild clouds will cross the rain to the moon.
Mingyu is ashamed of her time.
Qingming Festival
Huang Songting Jian
The solar terms are clear and the peaches and plums laugh.
Cherish flowers and invite guests to enjoy them.
Hu Si Qingming Night Mourning
Don Li Qunyu
The dark flowers never sleep, which means the sunset. I don't know where it is, and Noda's wasteland is only sad.
Political idleness is a banquet, and the first-class idleness is divided into white money.
Chang 'an Qingming
Tangweizhuang
Fleas are rainy days that hurt spring dreams, and spring brings you wind.
Qingming is the most important.
Tang Meng Hao ran
In the Mausoleum, there are tears in Jiangling from a distance. The splendor of wine makes people rich, and the taste is bleak like a wild monk. It is unfair for a monk to be burned to death.
Climb flowers outside the gate of the wild goose.
* * * Get drunk and go to dinner.
Tomb-Sweeping Day got pregnant from Xiwuqiao to Guayan Village.
Tang zhangji
It rains in Longmen at night.
It seems that only Huayang found each other.
Jiangnan Qingming
Don Zheng Zhun
In the first four years of Wushan.
After the Qingming Festival, I went to the city to look out.
Don Liu Changqing
After the scenery is clear.
Where is Chang 'an?
Bloom is like the old days. The river flows into the sky, and the chest is suddenly opened, and new smoke comes from thousands of wells.
I only hate my dear friends, and the oriole is separated from the Forbidden City.
When the sun sets, the fox sleeps in front of the grave, and the feast is not known to friends.
In memory of my brother in Tomb-Sweeping Day.
Don Wei Wu Ying
Cold food is sick, apricot flowers are suspicious and want to be with people, and they return to bed because of the wind.
Seagulls seem to keep up with the development of physics.
People begged for sacrifices to my arrogant concubine.
Horses are proud and avoid old age.
The purple stranger screamed.
Qingming Festival
Song Wang Yu
No flowers, no wine, too clear, move to Joe and Feather.
Qingming Japanese song Jiang Huaiyou
Tangluoyin
Jun and Tian Su are old swimmers.
Yu Ting and Hu Langzhong's Banquet in Jinzhou during the Qingming Festival.
Tang zhangji
There is a new fire in the county, and birds fly in pairs. The scenery is the same as before, and the children laugh at the lights at night.
Qingming Festival
bright red
There are many grave fields in the north and south mountains, and one mountain is full of Artemisia. The quarrying river was covered by rain, so I closed the door and had a good sleep alone, and the east was willow green.
Two years of isolation.
Qingming day
Tang Wen Ting Yun
In the Qing 'e painting fan, the water is sad all day. A drop has been to Jiuquan and stayed in the twilight. The elm soup has been slightly fried.
Qingming Festival
Tang Sun Changyin
In late spring in Tomb-Sweeping Day, tung flowers withered.
Travel hate * * * wind clear overnight.
Tang jianxun
He is always looking for incense with wine.
Flowers fall and grass grow.
Shen Ming is ashamed of old things, and Ge Jia is heavy on the roadside.
I made many flowers and dew, and my tears and blood turned into red azaleas. I will change my face as soon as I see Qingming, and I will be ready.
Tourists remember peaceful events.
Finally, I miss my hometown.
The sound of cars on the road, the melancholy in the east of the city, the loneliness at the threshold, and the fireworks full of Qingchuan.
A clever fool has known who it is for thousands of years, and he is an old man.
For a long time, I let my brothers and sisters starve and freeze.
At first, the official gave me a clear fire, and the chicken suddenly opened its cage.
Sitting in the empty hall, people are sad and flowers are broken, looking at Beishan in the distance.
Who can play the guitar?
Birds sing quietly, spring trees are golden red, but the grass is sandy, and the piano is built by remote sensing.
What is infinite homing?
Stir the fire and start a new flame.
The scraps of paper fly into a white butterfly, which wears the weak willow wind.
Old tourists don't meet each other, so they spend this glorious year.
Yesterday, my neighbor begged for a new fire.
It is better to be a bird in the forest, drinking tea instead of getting drunk, remembering the quarterly reunion, the sand bird flying to the sky with the sound, persuading the wine to sing, the poplar painting swinging, and reading the lights at the window.
Apricot porridge is still delicious.
Widows and children should eat cold food.
Thunder stung dragons and snakes, and the original vegetation in front of Yunshan and suburbs softened with the rain.
If you have wine in life, you will get drunk.
There is no clearing on the grass, and the rain in Gaozhai is clear.
Cold wine for dinner will be popular next year.
Write Tomb-Sweeping Day's poems to describe Tomb-Sweeping Day's poems.
Qingming Festival
Dondum
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.
Cold food is on the road.
Tangsong 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.
An outdated festival (Qingming Festival) that started one or two days ago in Tomb-Sweeping Day, when only cold food is served for three days.
Tang Han 'ao
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.
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.
Ouyang Xiu, one of the "Eight Masters of Tang and Song Dynasties", also left a famous sentence describing Tomb-Sweeping Day for later generations: When the spring in the south reaches the halfway point, the wind and the smell of Ma Si. Green plums are like beans and eyebrows, and butterflies fly every day.
Qingming Festival
Huang Songting Jian
Peach and plum laugh at the festival, and Noda's wasteland is sad.
Thunder stung dragons and snakes, and the original vegetation in the suburbs was soft after the rain. "
Qingming Festival
Wang Song Yuqiao
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.
Su Causeway is a tomb-sweeping day.
Wu Song prestige
Pears bloom in the light, and wanderers go out of the city in spring.
At dusk, the songs are ready, and the willows belong to a warbler.
Cold food on the middle school
Song Yang Wanli
Go straight to your husband! 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.
Doing things in the suburbs is doing things.
Song Cheng Hao
Grass and green fields, spring around the mountains;
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 Shangshan Province.
Song Gao Qi
All the clothes are covered with blood, tears and dust. Although the war is over now, I will feel sad when I return home.
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.
One-day Qingming Tour in Jiangyin, Qing Dynasty
Wang Ming Pan
Where is the non-smoking section in the west building?
Green fields and sunny roads.
Ma Si hissed through the willows,
People are laughing on the swing,
Yinger always teaches Chun to get drunk.
9. Qingming Poetry (Tang) 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 drink and snack
(Tang) 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.
As night fell, the palace was busy lighting candles, and smoke drifted to the house of the prince and the marquis.
The door is that thing
(Tang)
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.
day of mourning
(Song) Wang Yuqiao
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.
Su Causeway's Qingming Festival is this thing.
(Song) Wu Weixin
Pears bloom in the light, and wanderers go out of the city in spring.
At dusk, the songs are ready, and the willows belong to a warbler.
Cold food on the grave
(Song) Yang Wanli
Go straight to your husband! 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.
Work in the suburbs
(Song) Cheng Hao
Grass and green fields, spring around the mountains;
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 grave in Saskatchewan.
(Ming) Gao Qi
All the clothes are covered with blood, tears and dust. Although the war is over now, I will feel sad when I return home.
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.
"Qingjiang leads Qingming Day Tour"
(Ming) Wang Pan
Where is the non-smoking section in the west building?
Green fields and sunny roads.
Ma Si hissed through the willows, and people laughed on the swings.
Yinger always teaches Chun to get drunk.