Tomb-Sweeping Day's poem "1 1" commemorates the death of relatives. At dusk, candles are spread in the Han Palace, and light smoke is scattered into the halls of the Five Emperors. -Han Yi's Cold Food
2, see Jiusi brothers, Ling Du is cold and eating grass. -Wei, "Cold Food for Brothers"
3, six songs withered near the green trees, the willow wind was light, showing golden light. -Feng Yansi's "Magpie Stepping on Qingming"
4, eyeful of hairspring and falling flocs, when the red apricots bloom, it will rain for a while. -Feng Yansi's "Magpie Stepping on Qingming"
5, the emperor emphasizes Ming, and the people are worried. -Meng Haoran, "Qingming is a thing"
6. The spring breeze has come again, and the new year has passed. -Yang Wanli's Cold Food on the Tomb
7. In order to spend a day without fire on a river in the south, you mended your spring clothes in these northern cities ...-Wang Weiqian was tied back to China after failing the list.
8. At the beginning, the official gave the Qingming fire, and the upper phase was divided into white money. -Wei Zhuang's "Changan Tomb-Sweeping Day"
9. Qingming Festival is approaching, and heaven remains our neighbourhood. -Cao Zu's "Missing Teenagers, Drinking Companions in Years"
10, there is no fire in the rain, there is no cold in the air, and the river warbler sits alone and listens. -Wei, "Cold Food for Brothers"
1 1, where the old garden is heartbroken, wicker is new day and night. -Song Wenzhi, "Cold Food on the Way: Huangmei Linjiang Post to Cui Rong"
12, the moonlight in the atrium is clear, and countless flowers have gone without a shadow. -Zhang Xian's "Magnolia Yi Mao Xing Wu Cold Food"
13, there are many grave fields in the hills of north and south, which is different in Tomb-Sweeping Day. -Gao Zhu "Qingming Day Wine"
14, the blue sky is surrounded by mountains, and there are no guests in Qingming. -Gao Qi's Riverside Scene at Qingming Festival
15, Qingming has passed, and I can't bear to look back. -Zhu's "Eye-catching, windy and gentle"
A shining bluebird called me to the residence of the Korean pine elf. -Meng Haoran's Banquet at Mei Daochang's House
17, the poor often have no fireworks, not only in the Ming Dynasty. -Meng Yunqing's Cold Food
18, just after Qingming Festival, the Spring Festival Gala began to hurt. -Li Guan's "Dead Hua Lian Chun Mu"
19, who moved the cymbal Zheng to the Yuzhu? The petrel through the curtain flew away in horror. -Feng Yansi's "Magpie Stepping on Qingming"
20, the spring city is full of flowers, cold food Dongfeng Liu Yu oblique. -Han Yi's Cold Food
2 1, a few deep feelings, nowhere to tell, Tomb-Sweeping Day. -Wei Chengban's "The Fisherman Liu Rumei"
22. At sunset, the fox sleeps on the grave. At night, the children smile at the lamp. -Gao Zhu "Qingming Day Wine"
23, towel snow, mirror early death. -Wang Anshi's Cold Food in Chen Chen
24. Swallows come to Xinhua News Agency, Qingming, pear flower falls. -Yan Shu's Spring Scenes
25. Juanjuan is playing butterflies on idle curtains, and light seagulls are flying. -Du Fu's "Small Cold Food in the Boat"
Tomb-Sweeping Day's poem 2 1 is more important than Nagato's. What is the difference? Wutong died, first frost was cleared, and Yuanyang lost her partner. Original grass, sunrise, old habitat and new rain. Lying in an empty bed listening to the rain from the south window, who will mend the clothes at night!
2, jade bone is worried about fog, ice muscle has its own fairy wind. Our country sent troops to explore incense bushes and hung green hairs upside down. Plain noodles are often too pink, and the red lips do not fade when washing makeup. Remember Xiao Yunkong, don't dream of pear blossoms.
The spring breeze in Jiang Nanan is green. When will the bright moon shine on me? -Wang Anshi went to Guazhou
You people from my old country, tell me what happened there! . It's plum blossoms. When you pass my silk window, the cold plum blossoms.
5, when * * * cut the candle at the west window, but talk about the late rain. -Li Shangyin's Notes to Friends in the North on a Rainy Night
6. I'm sitting here alone, mourning for both of us. How many years do I still need from my seventy years old? . There is a better person than me, and God rejected a son. Pan Yue's mourning is still a waste of language. Even if you can bury it, you can't tell a passion. What an illusory hope the fetters of the afterlife are. However, when I open my eyes, I can see the whole night, the lifelong troubles in your brow.
7. When you first hear the sound of geese, there is no cicada, and a hundred feet of high water meets the sky. The frost goddess and the moon are not afraid of the cold, and they are more beautiful and pure in the cold and frost recreation.
8. May people live for a long time, and thousands of miles are beautiful. -Su Shi's "Water Tune Songs"
9. The foot of my bed is shining so brightly. Is it frosty already? . I looked up at the moon and looked down, feeling nostalgic.
10, I want to know why my Jinse has fifty strings, and each string has a youthful interval. Zhuangzi daydreaming, a saint, was bewitched by butterflies, and cuckoo crowed in the imperial spring. Mermaids shed pearl-like tears on the moon-green sea, and the blue fields breathed their jade to the sun. It's worth remembering that it had come and gone before I knew it.
1 1, the moon, now full of the sea, the end of the world * * * at this time. Bring a separated heart, and be considerate for a long time at night! Put out the candle to love this moonlit room, and I wander in the deep night dew in my clothes. You can't have beautiful moonlight, just want to meet you in your dreams.
12, the moonlight is deeper by half, and the Beidou trunk is oblique. Tonight, through the green screen window, I know that spring is warm and the sound of insects is fresh.
13, locked and covered with moss, the corridor is deep and the pavilion is idle here. The prophet is dizzy in the windy month, but the cold flowers still bloom. The bat blows the curtain and turns, and the mouse guesses through the window net. I'm alone, singing at night with my lamp on my back.
14, Laoquan should be brewed in Jizuo Huangquan. Who will the wine be sold to on a night without Li Bai?
After three months of war, a letter from home is worth a ton of gold. -Du Fu's Hope for Spring
16, I miss my parents' tears all night, and I will receive them again at dawn. Afraid of hurting my mother's feelings, I secretly flowed to the pillow.
17, Xie Min's favorite daughter unfortunately married this penniless scholar. You saw me naked in the box. You take off the gold brooch and buy me wine. You eat your food with wild vegetables, but your food is sweet. You cook with dead branches with leaves. Now that I am a high official, you are far away from the world and sent some monks and priests to be at the mercy of monks.
18, I haven't had many bosom friends in my life, and several palace merchants have great intentions. One hundred years later, winning the snow attack is still very empty. Through the fairy bird road, deep around the clouds. I want to hang a sword in front of the grave, listen to the piano on my knee, and take it with me to find wine.
19, we joked that a long time ago, one of us would die, but suddenly, before my eyes, you left. The clothes you have worn have been given away, and I can't bear to open your sewing box. Because I miss you, I love girls very much, and many of your dreams, I will burn paper for you. No one knows that the husband and wife will be sad, and many past memories are extremely sad.
20. Looking up, I found it was moonlight, sinking again, and I suddenly remembered home. -Li Bai's Thoughts on a Quiet Night