Cold food: Cold Food Festival. Every winter to the next 105 days, fire is forbidden and cold food is eaten, which is called cold food.
Cold food and unrealistic hopes
Bai Juyi? Tang dynasty
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. (Farewell: Farewell)
I don't hear the heavy spring crying, but the rustling rain makes people return.
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Black magpies crow and make a noisy sound. Under the dim tall tree, who cries at Qingming Cold Food Festival?
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 shaded by pear blossoms 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.
Pray for cold food for assistant minister Zheng.
Yang Huizhi? Song dynasty
During the Qingming Festival, I went out of the suburbs and went to Liuyingmen in Gushan City.
Water is separated by light smoke to repair the bamboo temple, and the road passes through the village of sparse rain and falling flowers.
It is hard to get drunk when the wine is thin in cold weather, but it is easy to break the soul when the ground is high.
Looking back thousands of miles away, who should I tell when my heart is gone?
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During the Qingming Festival, I walked out of the country alone, and every family in the lonely mountain city was surrounded by green willows.
Through the faint mist of water, you can see the Buddhist temple pruning bamboo into shade, drizzling all the way, and the passing villages falling flowers.
Cold weather and thin light wine can't immerse me in a kind of intoxication. When I climb a tall building and see the sky is vast, when I miss my hometown and friends, I feel extremely sad more easily.
Looking back at my hometown thousands of miles away, who will I say with parting feelings?
An outdated festival (Qingming Festival) that started one or two days ago in Tomb-Sweeping Day, when only cold food is served for three days.
Meng Yunqing [Tang Dynasty]
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.
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Bloom is full of branches in February in the south of the Yangtze River, and it is sad enough to spend the Cold Food Festival in another country.
Poor people generally don't make a fire to cook, and it's not until tomorrow to eat this cold food.
Two cold food and rain songs
Su Shi? Song dynasty
I have had three cold meals since I came to Huangzhou.
Cherish spring, want to keep spring, and manage spring from self-management to no one regrets.
This year also suffered from continuous rain, for two months, the climate was bleak as autumn.
Sniff begonia flowers and swallow branches of snow.
The creator secretly brought back the beautiful begonia, and the rain at night is really magical.
Begonia flower is like a sick teenager. When it is cured, its hair will grow old.
The riverside is surging, as if to rush into the portal, and the fierce attack of heavy rain seems not bad.
My cabin is like a fishing boat, shrouded in a water cloud.
The empty kitchen is cooking some cold dishes, and damp reeds are burning at the bottom of the stove.
I didn't know it was a cold food, but I saw crows burning the remaining paper money.
The emperor's palace gate has nine floors, which is far-reaching and difficult to return. The tombs of ancestors in the distance cannot be mourned.
I just want to imitate Ruan Ji and cry out in despair, but I am disheartened and unwilling to rekindle.
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Since I came to Huangzhou, I have gone through three cold food periods.
Cherish the spring every year and want to keep it. It is not a pity that spring is in charge of itself.
This year, it suffered from repeated rainy weather, and the climate was bleak for two months.
Lying in bed alone, I heard the rain beating begonia, and the petals like rouge fell like snowflakes.
The creator secretly took away the gorgeous begonia, and the rain in the middle of the night was really magical.
Haitang in the rain is like a sick teenager. When he recovered, his temples were gray and he was old.
The riverside is surging, as if to rush into the portal, and the rain seems fierce.
My cabin is like a fishing boat, shrouded in a water cloud.
The empty kitchen is cooking some cold dishes, and wet reeds are burning at the bottom of the broken stove.
I didn't know that this day turned out to be a cold food, but I saw a crow holding leftover paper money.
The palace gate of the son of heaven is so heavy that it is far-reaching and difficult to return. The ancestral graves are separated from Wan Li, so you can't mourn.
I just want to learn from Ruan Ji and cry bitterly, but my heart seems to be dying and I don't want to rekindle it.
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.
Zhang Zi? Song dynasty
The secluded place is sparsely populated and the eaves are empty.
There is less wine and more cold food and rain in the poems of clearing sorrow.
Fishing gun named after farm tools.
Don't be surprised, change seasons and behave yourself.
Send cold food to the brothers in the capital.
What about Wei? Tang dynasty
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.
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The cold food festival in the rain is colder. I sat alone, listening to the chirping of orioles on the river.
Holding a glass, Shang Huashi again remind of the brothers in Ling Du. During the cold food, Ling Du's area has been covered with green grass.