1. The Qingming Festival is important in the emperor, and people are worried about themselves. "Qingming Festival" Tang Dynasty: Meng Haoran
Translation: It is Qingming Festival once again in the capital, and people naturally feel sad and longing in their hearts.
2. During the Qingming festival, the peaches and plums smile, but the wild fields and graves only produce sorrow. "Qingming" Song Dynasty: Huang Tingjian
Translation: During the Qingming Festival, the peach blossoms and plum blossoms bloom like smiling faces. The overgrown graves in the fields were desolate.
3. There are many graveyards on the north and south hills, and Qingming festivals are held in different ways. Paper ashes fly into white butterflies, and tears and blood turn into red cuckoos. "Wine on Qingming Day" Song Dynasty: Gao Zhu
Translation: On the day of Qingming, people everywhere in the southern and northern mountains are busy visiting graves and offering sacrifices. The ashes of the burned paper were flying everywhere like white butterflies, crying miserably, just like the cuckoo bird vomiting blood when it cries.
4. Ten years of life and death are so vast that they cannot be forgotten without thinking about them. Thousands of miles of lonely tomb, no place to speak of desolation. "Jiang Chengzi·Dreams on the Night of the Twentieth Day of the First Month of Yi Mao" Song Dynasty: Su Shi
Translation: The two died once in their lives and were separated for ten years. They missed each other but were at a loss and could not see each other. I don’t want to let myself miss it, but I can’t forget it. My wife's lonely grave is thousands of miles away, and there is no place to tell her the desolation and sadness in my heart.
5. After singing, the sorrow of autumn graves has not stopped, and the spring bushes recognize the two-dwelling butterflies. "Dielianhua·Hard work makes the most pity for the moon in the sky" Qing Dynasty: Nalan Xingde
Translation: In the autumn, facing your tomb, I sang a song, but my sadness did not diminish at all. How I wish I could play with you in the grass like two butterflies flying together in spring.
6. If you want to hang the sword in front of the grave, you will listen to the piano on your lap again. Looking for each other with harp and wine. "Lingbo Immortal Diao Qiao Meng Fu" Yuan Dynasty: Zhong Sicheng
Translation: I would like to hang a sword in front of Xu Jun's grave like Ji Zha, and play the piano that my deceased brother loved like Wang Ziyou, and mourn endlessly. , I can only carry my piano and wine to pursue the deep feelings of the past.
7. The dream has faded and the fragrance has faded for forty years, and the old willow in the garden has stopped blowing. This body is walking in the soil of Jishan, and its traces are still missing. "Two Poems of Shen Yuan" Song Dynasty: Lu You
Translation: More than forty years have passed since her death, and the willow trees in Shen Yuan are too old to spit out catkins and blow cotton. I am about to turn into a handful of dirt in Kuaiji Mountain, but I still come here to pay my respects and shed tears.