Author: 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.
During the Qingming Festival in the south of the Yangtze River, the drizzle drifted one after another, and all the passengers on the road were down and out. Where can local people buy wine to drown their sorrows? The shepherd boy just smiled and pointed to Xinghuashan Village.
2. Tomb-Sweeping Day
Author: Huang Tingjian of Song Dynasty
Every holiday season, I miss my parents, and the peaches and plums smile, and the Noda wilderness is only sad. Thunder stung dragons and snakes, and the original vegetation in the suburbs was soft after the rain.
It's unfair for people to sacrifice my arrogant concubine and wife, but it's unfair to burn them. A clever fool has known who it is for thousands of years, and his eyes are full of chrysanthemum.
During the Qingming Festival, the spring rains are continuous, making the earth lush and the peaches and plums all over the world. The wilderness of Noda is a graveyard for burying the dead. The dead are buried underground, which makes the living feel sad. Spring thunder awakens everything, and the universe brings vitality to the earth.
There is grass everywhere, and when I get home, I have to lie to my wife and concubines and brag about how he ate and drank at a friend's house where he was a high official, and how the host treated him warmly. Meson pushes his unshakable ambition, which means holding a tree and burning it in Mianshan. Huang Tingjian thought of the dead in the wasteland from the bright flowers. Although no matter how wise or stupid, it is a mountain of Artemisia in the end, but the meaning of life is very different.
3. Tomb-Sweeping Day
Author: Gao Zhu in Song Dynasty
There are many tomb fields in the north and south hills, and the Qingming sweeps each other. Paper ashes fly into white butterflies, and tears are dyed into red azaleas.
When the sun goes down, the fox sleeps in front of the grave, and the children smile at the lights when the night returns. As long as you are alive, enjoy your wine and indulge yourself. In the grave after your death, you can't taste a drop.
Tomb-Sweeping Day, south and north of Nanshan Mountain, people are busy paying homage to the grave. Burned paper ash flies around like a white butterfly and cries sadly, just like a cuckoo will spit out blood when it cries.
At dusk, the silent cemetery is desolate, and only the fox sleeps on the grave. At night, the children who came back from the grave laughed and laughed in front of the lights. Therefore, people should drink when they are alive, and enjoy when they are blessed. After death, how could a drop of wine from a child's grave ever flow to the underworld?
4. "Working in the suburbs"
Author: Song Chenghao
When Fiona Fang's green fields roam freely, spring comes around Yaoshanbi. Chasing the red petals of the wind in the breeze and passing through the swaying alleys; When he feels sleepy, he sits on a mossy stone and rests by the stream.
Sue shouldn't refuse this cup of wine, and don't let the most sincere heart drink it. I'm afraid the wind will blow flowers and pieces will fly everywhere. Besides, it's Tomb-Sweeping Day today, and it's met with fine weather. It's very suitable for sightseeing, but you can't leave.
Enjoy yourself in the lush and flowery gardens, and witness that spring has arrived in the distant mountains and surrounded by full of green. Chasing the red petals flying in the wind with great interest, through the wicker swaying alley; When you are sleepy, face the running water by the stream and sit on a mossy stone to rest.
Don't refuse this glass of wine, and live up to your sincere advice. I'm just afraid that the wind will blow the flowers away and the fragments will fly away. In addition, today is Tomb-Sweeping Day, sunny and sunny, which is very suitable for amusement, but we can't forget it.
5. "Bian Que steps on six songs and floats on the green tree"
Author: Feng Yansi in Tang Dynasty
Six songs lean against the green trees, the willow wind is light, and the golden glow is exhibited. Who moved the cymbal Zheng to the jade pillar? Swallows flew over the curtains.
The eyes are full of gossamer, and when the red apricots bloom, it will be sunny and rainy for a while. When you sleep, you will talk nonsense, be in shock and have a good dream.
The protagonist leans against the withered willow under the green tree and caresses the willow silk floating in the breeze. Suddenly, he found that all the golden willows turned green in winter.
Who moved the goose column in Qin Zheng, making its tone so sad? So that pairs of swallows flew out of the curtains in surprise. Looking around, there are falling flocs everywhere. When the red apricots bloom, the clear rain falls in an instant. When I woke up from a deep sleep, I was lazy and didn't talk. Where can I find a good dream that shocks my disability?