1. Tomb-Sweeping Day
There are many cemeteries in the North and South Mountains.
Tomb-Sweeping Day swept away different views.
Paper ashes fly into white butterflies,
Tears were dyed red with blood azaleas.
At sunset, the fox sleeps on the grave.
At night, children laugh at the lights.
If there is wine in life, there must be drunkenness.
A drop once reached Jiuquan.
2. "Qingming Walking"
Make friends in the suburbs,
Boys and girls play with the breeze.
The faint rosy clouds are gorgeous,
It's raining and sunny in Mao Mao.
In spring, the grass grows new green.
Cherry stones are reddish in warm days.
Smoking is forbidden in the forest, and ice wine is poured.
Suddenly I heard the sound of playing the piano in the ravine.
3. Tomb-Sweeping Day worships his ancestors
It rains in succession during the Qingming Festival.
Wanderers remember their ancestors in their hometown.
Look at the sky, go south to find the geese,
My lingering thoughts make people shudder.
He struggled all his life without fault,
The altar of great deeds.
Determined to link the past with the future,
Get married and start a career.
4. Tomb-Sweeping Day worships his ancestors
It's April day again,
What year is Cao Yin Road?
There are flying flowers in front of the monument.
Fundus tears and blood soup.
Vaguely whispering in my ear,
Vaguely carp is like a dream.
Where is the sadness like water,
In spring, cuckoos crow.
5. Worship ancestors in Qingming Festival and ode to Shennong
Zhong, Lieshan,
Shennongjia revealed himself.
Invented farming technology,
Teach people to be good at farming.
Travel all over Qian Shan and taste all kinds of herbs.
If you find good medicine, people will prosper.
The trees of the Chinese nation began to flourish,
The crown is very big, and its roots are deeply rooted in Ye Yongqing.
Yellow and white are separated by yin and yang,
The wilderness is clear and green.
Bowing at the gravestone of ancestors,
Du Fu's voice and tears are double-edged.
Blood is thicker than water,
Grave patches of moss are as light as frost.
Lonely and melancholy,
Lihua and I are very sad.
The law became clear and Mao Mao rained,
Tao Lixiu Mo Ruyan Liu.
The grass shed tears,
I can't cry in the wild.
Half an acre of barren hills is buried in love,
A mountain of pure land breaks the dust.
Had three drinks in the cemetery,
A thousand words buy paper.
6. Tomb-Sweeping Day sweeps the grave
Dark clouds covered the blue sky last night,
It's raining and sunny in Mao Mao.
The team in front of the monument swore,
The park is full of cypress trees.
Bloody flags and red beliefs,
The wind blows flowers, celebrating heroes.
Smoke is far away, and the sky is like washing.
Great cause, revival, chasing the sun.
7. Tomb-Sweeping Day
Willow fragrance, sleepless.
It is sad for a person to stand on the threshold of danger and think.
Wild clouds will run through the rain curtain to the moon,
Sand birds fly to the distant sky with voices.
For a long time, I left my sister-in-law in hunger and cold.
Remember reunion every season.
Cold wine for dinner will be popular next year.
I haven't decided where Pingpeng is.
8. Tomb-Sweeping Day worships his ancestors
During the Qingming Festival, it rained a lot.
Firecrackers call for ancestors;
Provide a floating fog,
There are clouds and smoke on the incense pillars.
Castle Peak Beauty, Song Bailv,
Descendants of Zhong Ling in Ruimu County;
Bow down to the grave, go to worship,
Pray for fortune to come to earth.
9. Tomb-Sweeping Day worships his ancestors
It's raining and sunny in Mao Mao.
The grass on the barren slope in the wilderness is not green.
Under the grave of ashes and flowers,
Candle-scented wine is in the wind.
Yao sici's mother is high in spring,
Staring at the inscription, tears streaming down her face.
Who is lonely and who is troubled?
But watching kites fly in the sky.