Tomb-Sweeping Day, also known as the outing festival, is between April 4th and 6th every year according to the solar calendar, which is a good time for people to have a spring outing. Therefore, the ancients had the custom of going for an outing in Qingming and carrying out a series of sports activities. This custom has a history of more than 2000 years. In the vast treasure house of ancient literature, there are countless poems about Qingming. Eight classic poems handed down from ancient times, especially for readers: Du Mu in Qingming Festival.
A drizzling rain falls like tears on the Mourning Day; The mourner's heart is going to break on his way.
Excuse me, where is the restaurant? The shepherd boy pointed to Xinghua Village.
Comments: This is the most widely circulated Qingming poem. The most wonderful words are "I want to break my soul", and the sadness of the mourners is vividly on the paper. Later generations also adapted this poem into a short sitcom in different ways-it rained in succession during the Qingming Festival. On the road, pedestrians want to break their souls. Excuse me, "where is the restaurant?" Shepherd boy (pointing): Xinghua Village.
Su Shi in Jiangchengzi
Ten years of life and death are two boundless, disapproving and unforgettable. A lonely grave thousands of miles away, desolate and nowhere to talk about. Even if we don't know each other, our faces are dusty and our temples are frosty.
At night, I suddenly dreamed of going home, and the window of Xiao Xuan was being decorated. Care for each other without words, only a thousand lines of tears. It is expected that the heartbroken place will be broken every year, and the moonlit night will be short and rambling.
Comments: This is a love poem written in the Qingming Festival. Su Shi/Kloc-married Wang Fu at the age of 0/9, and the husband and wife were harmonious and loving. Unexpectedly, Wang Fu died ten years later and was buried in his hometown. Ten years after his wife's death, Su Shi, a Michigan official, dreamed of his dead wife in Tomb-Sweeping Day. Although the living and the dead are separated forever, they are "unforgettable without thinking." Especially in the dream, the husband and wife care for each other silently, which is touching.
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. Pears reflect poplars, full of life and death. I don't hear the heavy spring crying, but the rustling rain makes people return. Comments: Bai Juyi is good at depicting the atmosphere in this poem. Paper money and ancient tombs fluttering in the wind give people a sense of killing and a sense of tranquility. Li Tang poplar was originally a landscape, but in Bai Juyi's eyes, "it's all life and death", which shows that life is impermanent.
On the Tomb of Cold Food 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.
Comment: This is how the author felt when he went to the grave. Focus on rendering the bleak scene on the way to the underworld. Lonely broken houses and dangerous bridges all give people a feeling of helplessness. So "just worry about it."