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.
2. Su Shi's He Zi You Cold Food
In February this year, the cold food was gloomy, and the Woods were deep and green. Who can borrow horses in the city? It is convenient to have famous gardens everywhere. But I don't need to make up a poem about hanging a hip flask occasionally. Suddenly I heard that Tiber was shocked to travel and the river was ruined.
3, "Tomb-Sweeping Day" Huang Tingjian
Every holiday season, I miss my relatives, 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 is unfair for people to beg for sacrifices to my arrogant concubine and wife and to burn their hearts. A clever fool has known who it is for thousands of years, and his eyes are full of chrysanthemum.
4, "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. As night fell, the palace was busy lighting candles, and smoke drifted to the house of the prince and the marquis.
5, "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.
6, "Cold Food Tomb" 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.
7. Qingming Record 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.
8, "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. Wu's introduction to the "Cold Food Festival to offer sacrifices to the monarch" was pitiful, so he laughed it off and the fishing boat went to waste. 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.