Qingming ancient poems are short.

Qingming by Du Mu in Tang Dynasty

Mourning day, drizzle like tears; Pedestrians on the road want to die. Excuse me, where is the restaurant? The shepherd boy pointed to Xinghua Village.

Qingming by Wang Yucheng in Song Dynasty

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.

The Riverside Scene at Qingming Festival by Bai Juyi in Tang Dynasty

At night in Tomb-Sweeping Day, the breeze is blowing gently and the moonlight is hazy. The railing made of jasper and the wall made of red bricks are the residence of the governor. ? Walking alone in a roundabout song, I can't hear the sound of flowers.

Meng Haoran's Qingming Festival belongs to the Tang Dynasty.

Beijing is the annual Tomb-Sweeping Day, and people naturally begin to feel sad and nostalgic. 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.

Jia Dao's "Qingming Farewell Garden" in Tang Dynasty

Today is Tomb-Sweeping Day, and some friends are in the garden. The weather is fine, blowing gently with Liu, begging for a new fire in Qingming, and the people's kitchen raises a fire to cook cigarettes. ? Du Ruo is very long, and this article remembers two wise men. When can life catch up? Drink wine before the flowers fall.

In the Song Dynasty, Ouyang Xiu's "Picking Mulberry Seeds, Thinking about the West Lake in Qingming Festival"?

During the Qingming Festival, the West Lake is good and prosperous everywhere. Who is fighting for the way? Green willows and bamboos push the cart. Tourists will go at dusk and wake up drunk and noisy. The road turned into a dam. Until the city head always flowers.

Wang Yucheng's Qingming Solitary Drink in Song Dynasty?

A county magistrate is idle and only works as an agreement, and a cold festival is Qingming. When will spring come and go? Idleness, hatred, idleness and sadness touch each other. Lacquer swallow oriole boasts a healthy tongue and a light willow flower and elm pod. Peel it off as the best wine, and laugh and dump Li Sao.