1, Tomb-Sweeping Day
Yucheng Wang
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.
Translation:
Tomb-Sweeping Day has no flowers and wine, just like a monk in a temple in Shan Ye.
Yesterday, I asked my neighbor for a new stove. At dawn, I lit a lamp at the window and sat down to study.
2. Tomb-Sweeping Day
Du Mu
A drizzling rain falls like tears on the Mourning Day; The mourner's heart is going to break on his way.
Ask local people where to buy wine? The shepherd boy just laughed and didn't answer Xingshan Village.
Translation:
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.
Ask the local people where to buy wine to relieve the hangover. The shepherd boy just smiled and pointed to the village deep in the apricot blossom.
3. "Magnolia is slow, tearing off tung flowers and rotting away"
Liu Yong
Tear down the rotten tung flowers, drain the rain at the beginning, and wash them clean. Apricots are burned in the forest, peach blossoms are embroidered in the wild, and the scenery is like a screen. The whole city, trying to win, suddenly carved a saddle out of the suburbs. The wind is warm and the strings are crisp, and thousands of families compete to play new sounds.
Yingying, go for an outing and fight grass. People are gorgeous and likable. Often go to the side of the road, leaving a hairpin, pearl green. Celebration, for Kerry, believes that gold has run out. You will never be able to fight the Ming Dynasty.
Translation:
Tung trees are blooming brightly, just after a shower, and the suburbs are sunny and brand-new, just like washing. Gorgeous red apricot trees are like burning flames, and pale red peach blossoms decorate the countryside, with picturesque scenery. People who walk in the Qingming Festival come out of empty alleys for sightseeing. People ride horses to the outer suburbs. In the warm wind, there are countless clear orchestral sounds, and thousands of families compete to play novel and wonderful music.
Beautiful women in the outer suburbs are like clouds. In the outing team, girls pick flowers and grass, and gorgeous and enchanting singers offer themselves to cater to each other and keep greeting each other. Across the street, you can see people drinking and drinking, and beautiful women are everywhere. In the face of so many beautiful women, the feeling of love arises spontaneously. Indulge in drinking, Tao Ran is as drunk as Yushan. Try to get drunk in the picture gallery tomorrow, but I won't get drunk today.
4. "Qingming is one thing"
meng haoran
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.
Translation:
The annual Tomb-Sweeping Day in Kyoto has arrived again, and people naturally feel sad and nostalgic. The sound of the carriage rang on the road in a complicated way, and the breeze on the outskirts of Dongcheng was lush. Falling flowers fly, grass grows together, orioles fly around, and butterflies play in pairs. Sitting in the empty lobby, I recall the past, miss my dead relatives and miss Lacrimosa, so I just want to talk about comfort with tea instead of wine.
5. "Doing things in the suburbs is the most important thing."
Hao Cheng
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.
Translation:
I like my trip to Yuan Ye, where the grass is growing everywhere. The distant mountains are full of spring, and the surrounding greenery is dripping. Chasing the falling flowers flying in the wind and crossing the wicker swaying alley with great interest; When you feel sleepy, sit on a mossy stone by the stream and have a 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. When it's sunny, you may as well play at will, but you can't forget it.