Only Huayang seems to be looking for each other. Because of the wind, she went back to bed. Qingming night at the Lake Temple, I paid tribute to Li Qunyu in the Tang Dynasty, and I was worried about flowers, which made me sad.
Wild clouds will cross the rain to the moon, and sand birds will fly to the sky with voices. For a long time, I left my siblings in a hungry and cold place and thought of reunion every season.
Cold wine will arrive next year, and where Pingpeng is still undecided. After Tomb-Sweeping Day, I went to the city to see the scenery of Liu Changqing in the Tang Dynasty, in front of Yunshan.
Flowers bloom like the old days, and new smoke comes from thousands of wells. There is no clearing in the grass, and the river flows to the sky.
Where is Chang 'an? Point to the sunset. Jiang Huaiyou, Tang Luoyinjun, Tian Su, and Qingming Japanese songs all travel through the past. I have to prepare for the handover.
For two years, I have been isolated from the grave and have been sad all day. Seagulls seem to be able to keep up with physics, while apricot flowers are suspicious and accompanied by people's worries.
Widows and young children should eat cold food and look at Jiangling with tears. Qingming is the most important. In Tang Meng's The Emperor, people's hearts are worried when they emphasize Qingming.
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. The sun Yin Chang, in the late spring Qingming in the Qingming Tang Dynasty, overlooks the hills in the north.
Flirting opens a new flame with a fire, and tung flowers make old branches. Shen Ming was ashamed of the past and kept the banquet secret from his friends.
Not as good as a bird in the forest, moving Joe and feathers. On Qingming Day, I remembered that my brother Tang Wei Wu Ying's cold food recipe was morbid, and I was relieved.
Finally, I miss the county seat, and fireworks filled Qingchuan. Apricot porridge is still delicious, and elm soup has been slightly fried.
I just hate being a good girl, kissing my face and spending this glorious year. Fleas in Qingming Village of Chang 'an hurt spring dreams in rainy days, but the grass is more sandy.
At the beginning, the official gave me a clear fire, and I was given a free share of the money. The purple stranger is screaming and screaming, and the green poplar is drawing a swing.
Tourists think of the peace incident and feel glad that the scenery is as good as before. The Riverside Scene at Qingming Festival In the Qing E Tu Fan written in the Tang Dynasty, the spring tree is Yu Jinhong.
If you make a mistake, you will wear a weak willow wind. Horses are arrogant and avoid slogans, and chickens open their cages at the sight of them.
Who made this play? The oriole is separated from the Forbidden City. Banquet with Jinzhou Hulangzhong, Qingming Day, Yuxi Pavilion, a new fire in Zhangji County of Tang Dynasty, and a rainy day in Gaozhai.
Cherish flowers, invite guests to enjoy, persuade wine and promote singing. * * * When you get drunk, move the incense mat and stay in the twilight.
Political leisure party banquet language, Qin Lou Ren Yaoqing. During the Qingming Festival, it rained one after another, from Xiwuqiao to Guayan Village, and it rained in Longmen after Zhangji in the late Tang Dynasty, and the wind came to your cave in spring.
Birds sing quietly, flowers fall and ruin. Yu Ming is ashamed of his time, but he is old.
The old tourist left and was disappointed with Luochengdong. Four years after the Qingming Festival in the south of the Yangtze River, Zheng Zhun and Wu Shan Chuyi changed their appearance as soon as they saw the Qingming Festival.
Travel far and hate the wind for a night, and the light will accompany the wine. There are no flowers climbing outside Yanxing Gate, and the quarrying river is covered by rain.
What is infinite homing? Ge Jia on the roadside is very crowded. In the Song Dynasty, there were many tomb fields in the southern and northern mountains of Gaozhu, which was different from that in Tomb-Sweeping Day.
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. Qingming Song, Huang Tingjian Qing Tomb-Sweeping Day, Tao Lixiao, Noda wasteland only gave birth to sorrow.
Thunder stung dragons and snakes, and the original vegetation in the suburbs was soft after the rain. People beg to sacrifice my arrogant concubine, but people are willing to burn to death.
A clever fool has known who it is for thousands of years, and his eyes are full of chrysanthemum. In The Riverside Scene at Qingming Festival, Wang Yu lived a life without flowers and wine, and his taste was as bleak as that of a wild monk.
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. Tang Song Wenzhi met cold food immediately, and it was already late spring on the road.
Poor Jiang, I can't see Luo Qiao people. The Arctic cherishes the sage, and Nanwa is the vassal.
In the old garden, wicker is new day and night. Cold food Tang Hanyi Spring City is full of flowers, and cold food Dongfeng willow branches.
As night fell, the palace was busy lighting candles, and smoke drifted to the house of the prince and the marquis. Lumen's matter is that Ji Geng, Zhang Tang recruits love ships, and spring grass is green and boundless; Try going to the Wumen Gate to see the county Guo, there is new smoke in Qingming.
Ouyang Xiu, one of the "Eight Masters of Tang and Song Dynasties", also left a famous sentence describing Tomb-Sweeping Day for later generations: When the spring in the south reaches the halfway point, the wind and the smell of Ma Si. Green plums are like beans and eyebrows, and butterflies fly every day.
In the Qingming Song Dynasty, Huang Tingjian celebrated Tomb-Sweeping Day, while Taoli smiled and Noda was sad. Thunder stung dragons and snakes, and the original vegetation in the suburbs was soft after the rain. "
In The Riverside Scene at Qingming Festival, Wang Yuqiao lived a life without flowers and wine, and his taste was as bleak as that of a wild monk. 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.
Tomb-Sweeping Day in Su Causeway is Wei's belief, pear blossoms are at the tip of Tomb-Sweeping Day, and wanderers are looking for spring in other places. At dusk, the songs are ready, and the willows belong to a warbler.
On the cold food burial, Song went straight to her husband Yang Wanli! Can this bridge be out of danger? The maple leaves in the distant mountains are pale outside, and the broken houses are beside the lonely wheat. The spring breeze is coming again, and all the new buildings are gone.
Pear blossoms are cold food, and it is only when you enter the festival that you are worried. The trip to the outer suburbs is Song Chenghao's wild behavior, and spring enters the surrounding mountains and rivers; Zhu Xing Luan Hong wears Liuxiang, but sits in the imperial city because of flowing water; Don't bid farewell to wine, lest the wind turn red; 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.
Back to the tomb of Shasheng, Song was covered in blood, tears and dust, and it was sad to go home after the chaos. In the storm, pear flower falls died, and the Cold Food Festival passed. In Tomb-Sweeping Day, several families will visit graves and be worshipped by future generations. Wang Pan, a tourist in Tomb-Sweeping Day, Jiangyin, asked the West Building where smoking was good. Green fields and sunny roads.
In the willows of Ma Si, people laugh and swing, and the sound of warblers always makes Chun drunk. "Qingming" (Tang) During the Qingming Festival, there were many rains, and pedestrians on the road wanted to break their souls.
Ask local people where to buy wine? The shepherd boy just laughed and didn't answer Xingshan Village. "Cold Food on the Road" (Tang) Song immediately met cold food, and it was late spring on the road.
Poor Jiang, I can't see Luo Qiao people. The Arctic cherishes the sage, and Nanwa is the vassal.
In the old garden, wicker is new day and night. "Cold Food" (Tang) Han Yichun City is full of flowers, and the cold food records the east wind and willows.
As night fell, the palace was busy lighting candles, and smoke drifted to the house of the prince and the marquis. "The door is a thing" (Tang) Zhang Fuzhao loves boats, and the spring grass is green and boundless; Try going to the Wumen Gate to see the county Guo, there is new smoke in Qingming.
"Qingming" (Song) Wang Yuqiao lived a Qingming without flowers and wine, and his interest was as bleak as a wild monk. 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.
"Su Causeway Qingming is a thing" (Song) Wu Weixin pear blossoms are in Qingming, and wanderers are out of town looking for spring. At dusk, the songs are ready, and the willows belong to a warbler.
On the Tomb of Cold Food (Song) What is the father of Yang Wanli! Can this bridge be out of danger? The maple leaves in the distant mountains are pale outside, and the broken houses are beside the lonely wheat. The spring breeze is coming again, and all the new buildings are gone.
Pear blossoms are cold food, and it is only when you enter the festival that you are worried. "Things are in the suburbs" (Song) Cheng Yi grass green fields wantonly, spring into the surrounding mountains and rivers; Zhu Xing Luan Hong wears Liuxiang, but sits in the imperial city because of flowing water; Don't bid farewell to wine, lest the wind turn red; 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.
"Send Chen Xiucai back to the Tomb of Shashang Province" (Ming) Gao Qi's face was covered with blood and tears, and he was sad to go home after the chaos. In the storm, pear flower falls died, and the Cold Food Festival passed. In Tomb-Sweeping Day, several families will visit graves and be worshipped by future generations. "Clear River Leads Qingming Day" (Ming) Wang Pan asked the West Building where smoking was good. Green fields and sunny roads.
In the willows of Ma Si, people laugh and swing, and the sound of warblers always makes Chun drunk.
2. Ask for poems about Qingming, the longer the better. Thank you, Chang 'an Qingming-Zhuang.
Fleas are rainy days that hurt spring dreams, but the grass is more sandy.
At the beginning, the official gave me a clear fire, and I was given a free share of the money.
The purple stranger is screaming and screaming, and the green poplar is drawing a swing.
Tourists think of the peace incident and feel glad that the scenery is as good as before.
Qingming Festival
(Tang) 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.
The most famous poem about the custom of cold food in Tomb-Sweeping Day:
cold drink and snack
(Tang) Han Yi
In late spring, Chang 'an city is full of songs and dances, and countless flowers fall. The east wind of the Cold Food Festival blows on the willow trees in the royal garden.
As night fell, the palace was busy lighting candles, and smoke drifted to the house of the prince and the marquis.
One of the poems about Tomb-Sweeping Day:
Qingming night
Tang Bai Juyi
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.
Qingming sent Deng Rui's second son home.
Don Dai Shulun
The bells and drums ring away from the sun, and the car urges the night clothes.
The kitchen has become a new fire, and the willows are dark and frosted.
Look at China through the mirror and talk about your hometown with a cup.
Every time I feel my child's tears, I will touch my clothes today.
Visit the city after Tomb-Sweeping Day-Changqing, Liu Tang
After the scenery is clear, Yunshan is in sight.
Flowers bloom like the old days, and new smoke comes from thousands of wells.
There is no clearing in the grass, and the river flows to the sky.
Where is Chang 'an? Point to the sunset.
Riverside Scene at Qingming Festival Jiang Huaiyou-Yin
Jun and Tiansu are old friends, so I'm going to make friends.
For two years, I have been isolated from the grave and have a sad face all day.
Seagulls seem to be able to keep up with physics, while apricot flowers are suspicious and accompanied by people's worries.
Widows and young children should eat cold food and look at Jiangling with tears.
3. The ancient poems about Tomb-Sweeping Day are relatively long. On Qingming Day, Li Jianxun, an ancient poem, took wine for fragrance. I closed the door and slept soundly.
Only Huayang seems to be looking for each other. Because of the wind, she went back to bed. Qingming night at the Lake Temple, I paid tribute to Li Qunyu in the Tang Dynasty, and I was worried about flowers, which made me sad.
Wild clouds will cross the rain to the moon, and sand birds will fly to the sky with voices. For a long time, I left my siblings in a hungry and cold place and thought of reunion every season.
Cold wine will arrive next year, and where Pingpeng is still undecided. After Tomb-Sweeping Day, I went to the city to see the scenery of Liu Changqing in the Tang Dynasty, in front of Yunshan.
Flowers bloom like the old days, and new smoke comes from thousands of wells. There is no clearing in the grass, and the river flows to the sky.
Where is Chang 'an? Point to the sunset. Jiang Huaiyou, Tang Luoyinjun, Tian Su, and Qingming Japanese songs all travel through the past. I have to prepare for the handover.
For two years, I have been isolated from the grave and have a sad face all day. Seagulls seem to be able to keep up with physics, while apricot flowers are suspicious and accompanied by people's worries.
Widows and young children should eat cold food and look at Jiangling with tears. Qingming is the most important. In Tang Meng's The Emperor, people's hearts are worried when they emphasize Qingming.
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. The sun Yin Chang, in the late spring Qingming in the Qingming Tang Dynasty, overlooks the hills in the north.
Flirting opens a new flame with a fire, and tung flowers make old branches. Shen Ming was ashamed of the past and kept the banquet secret from his friends.
Not as good as a bird in the forest, moving Joe and feathers. On Qingming Day, I remembered that my brother Tang Wei Wu Ying's cold food recipe was morbid, and I was relieved.
Finally, I miss the county seat, and fireworks filled Qingchuan. Apricot porridge is still delicious, and elm soup has been slightly fried.
I just hate being a good girl, kissing my face and spending this glorious year. Fleas in Qingming Village of Chang 'an hurt spring dreams in rainy days, but the grass is more sandy.
At the beginning, the official gave me a clear fire, and I was given a free share of the money. The purple stranger is screaming and screaming, and the green poplar is drawing a swing.
Tourists think of the peace incident and feel glad that the scenery is as good as before. The Riverside Scene at Qingming Festival In the Qing E Tu Fan written in the Tang Dynasty, the spring tree is Yu Jinhong.
If you make a mistake, you will wear a weak willow wind. Horses are arrogant and avoid slogans, and chickens open their cages at the sight of them.
Who made this play? The oriole is separated from the Forbidden City. Banquet with Jinzhou Hulangzhong, Qingming Day, Yuxi Pavilion, a new fire in Zhangji County of Tang Dynasty, and a rainy day in Gaozhai.
Cherish flowers, invite guests to enjoy, persuade wine and promote singing. * * * When you get drunk, move the incense mat and stay in the twilight.
Political leisure party banquet language, Qin Lou Ren Yaoqing. During the Qingming Festival, it rained one after another, from Xiwuqiao to Guayan Village, and it rained in Longmen after Zhangji in the late Tang Dynasty, and the wind came to your cave in spring.
Birds sing quietly, flowers fall and ruin. Yu Ming is ashamed of his time, but he is old.
The old tourist left and was disappointed with Luochengdong. Four years after the Qingming Festival in the south of the Yangtze River, Zheng Zhun and Wu Shan Chuyi changed their appearance as soon as they saw the Qingming Festival.
Travel far and hate the wind for a night, and the light will accompany the wine. There are no flowers climbing outside Yanxing Gate, and the quarrying river is covered by rain.
What is infinite homing? Ge Jia on the roadside is very crowded. In the Song Dynasty, there were many tomb fields in the southern and northern mountains of Gaozhu, which was different from that in Tomb-Sweeping Day.
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. Qingming Song, Huang Tingjian Qing Tomb-Sweeping Day, Tao Lixiao, Noda wasteland only gave birth to sorrow.
Thunder stung dragons and snakes, and the original vegetation in the suburbs was soft after the rain. People beg to sacrifice my arrogant concubine, but people are willing to burn to death.
A clever fool has known who it is for thousands of years, and his eyes are full of chrysanthemum. In The Riverside Scene at Qingming Festival, Wang Yu lived a life without flowers and wine, and his taste was as bleak as that of a wild monk.
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. Tang Song Wenzhi met cold food immediately, and it was already late spring on the road.
Poor Jiang, I can't see Luo Qiao people. The Arctic cherishes the sage, and Nanwa is the vassal.
In the old garden, wicker is new day and night. Cold food Tang Hanyi Spring City is full of flowers, and cold food Dongfeng willow branches.
As night fell, the palace was busy lighting candles, and smoke drifted to the house of the prince and the marquis. Lumen's matter is that Ji Geng, Zhang Tang recruits love ships, and spring grass is green and boundless; Try going to the Wumen Gate to see the county Guo, there is new smoke in Qingming.
Ouyang Xiu, one of the "Eight Masters of Tang and Song Dynasties", also left a famous sentence describing Tomb-Sweeping Day for later generations: When the spring in the south reaches the halfway point, the wind and the smell of Ma Si. Green plums are like beans and eyebrows, and butterflies fly every day.
In the Qingming Song Dynasty, Huang Tingjian celebrated Tomb-Sweeping Day, while Taoli smiled and Noda was sad. Thunder stung dragons and snakes, and the original vegetation in the suburbs was soft after the rain. "
In The Riverside Scene at Qingming Festival, Wang Yuqiao lived a life without flowers and wine, and his taste was as bleak as that of a wild monk. 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.
Tomb-Sweeping Day in Su Causeway is Wei's belief, pear blossoms are at the tip of Tomb-Sweeping Day, and wanderers are looking for spring in other places. At dusk, the songs are ready, and the willows belong to a warbler.
On the cold food burial, Song went straight to her husband Yang Wanli! Can this bridge be out of danger? The maple leaves in the distant mountains are pale outside, and the broken houses are beside the lonely wheat. The spring breeze is coming again, and all the new buildings are gone.
Pear blossoms are cold food, and it is only when you enter the festival that you are worried. The trip to the outer suburbs is Song Chenghao's wild behavior, and spring enters the surrounding mountains and rivers; Zhu Xing Luan Hong wears Liuxiang, but sits in the imperial city because of flowing water; Don't bid farewell to wine, lest the wind turn red; 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.
Back to the tomb of Shasheng, Song was covered in blood, tears and dust, and it was sad to go home after the chaos. In the storm, pear flower falls died, and the Cold Food Festival passed. In Tomb-Sweeping Day, several families will visit graves and be worshipped by future generations. Wang Pan, a tourist in Tomb-Sweeping Day, Jiangyin, asked the West Building where smoking was good. Green fields and sunny roads.
In the willows of Ma Si, people laugh and swing, and the sound of warblers always makes Chun drunk. "Qingming" (Tang) During the Qingming Festival, there were many rains, and pedestrians on the road wanted to break their souls.
Ask local people where to buy wine? The shepherd boy just laughed and didn't answer Xingshan Village. "Cold Food on the Road" (Tang) Song immediately met cold food, and it was late spring on the road.
Poor Jiang, I can't see Luo Qiao people. The Arctic cherishes the sage, and Nanwa is the vassal.
In the old garden, wicker is new day and night. "Cold Food" (Tang) Han Yichun City is full of flowers, and the cold food records the east wind and willows.
As night fell, the palace was busy lighting candles, and smoke drifted to the house of the prince and the marquis. "The door is a thing" (Tang) Zhang Fuzhao loves boats, and the spring grass is green and boundless; Try going to the Wumen Gate to see the county Guo, there is new smoke in Qingming.
"Qingming" (Song) Wang Yuqiao lived a Qingming without flowers and wine, and his interest was as bleak as a wild monk. 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.
"Su Causeway Qingming is a thing" (Song) Wu Weixin pear blossoms are in Qingming, and wanderers are out of town looking for spring. At dusk, the songs are ready, and the willows belong to a warbler.
On the Tomb of Cold Food (Song) What is the father of Yang Wanli! Can this bridge be out of danger? The maple leaves in the distant mountains are pale outside, and the broken houses are beside the lonely wheat. The spring breeze is coming again, and all the new buildings are gone.
Pear blossoms are cold food, and it is only when you enter the festival that you are worried. "Things are in the suburbs" (Song) Cheng Yi grass green fields wantonly, spring into the surrounding mountains and rivers; Zhu Xing Luan Hong wears Liuxiang, but sits in the imperial city because of flowing water; Don't bid farewell to wine, lest the wind turn red; 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.
"Send Chen Xiucai back to the Tomb of Shashang Province" (Ming) Gao Qi's face was covered with blood and tears, and he was sad to go home after the chaos. In the storm, pear flower falls died, and the Cold Food Festival passed. In Tomb-Sweeping Day, several families will visit graves and be worshipped by future generations. "Clear River Leads Qingming Day" (Ming) Wang Pan asked the West Building where smoking was good. Green fields and sunny roads.
In the willows of Ma Si, people laugh and swing, and the sound of warblers always makes Chun drunk.
I want to make the ancient poems about Qingming longer. I want to recite Sense of Qingming for 4 minutes (excerpt).
Yang dexiang
Our clarity is like a boat,
Memories and thoughts quietly crossed the gap of time.
On this day ...
Longhua Tower laughs about ideals on this day.
Huang Huagang talks about freedom on this day.
Zhazidong revealed his faith on this day.
Yuhuatai hugs comrades-in-arms on this day.
Forgotten reverence is revived and renewed again and again in memory.
The grateful stream melts and flows in the revisiting.
Our Qingming is like a colorful building.
Expectation and yearning quietly boarded Guangming 9.
The meaning of existence was baptized on this day,
The value of life is discovered on this day.
The essence of life is sublimated on this day.
Interest status is managed on this day.
Hand in hand, we are in love with five continents.
The call of the great rejuvenation of the Chinese nation inspires the flesh and blood of the people of China.
Every green water is a heroic wine,
Every green hill is a lyric long silk.
Because the harmonious picture comes from the depiction of children in China,
Because a harmonious symphony is our lofty pursuit.
If it's a seed, it should spit,
If it is a flower, it should be a show.
If it's sculls, you should make waves,
If it's wings, it should be against clouds.
Because real wealth needs bumper harvests again and again,
Because the most beautiful enjoyment needs to struggle again and again.
Yueyang Tower and Preface to Lanting Collection
April Day on Earth
I say you are the April day of this world, and laughter illuminates the winds around you; Your soul dances in the glory of spring. You are a cloud in the sky at the beginning of April. The evening wind is soft, the stars twinkle inadvertently, and the drizzle is sprinkled in front of the flowers. It's light, it's graceful, you are, you are wearing a crown of flowers, you are naive, you are solemn, you are a full moon every night. After the snow melts, the goose is yellow, and you are like; Tender as the green of a new bud, you are gentle and happy, and the water floats with the white lotus in your dream. You are a flower, a swallow whispers in the beam, you are love, warmth and hope, and you are the April day on earth!
There are many more, which can be seen in Baidu Post Bar. Shanxi Satellite TV and China Education TV also had a Chinese reading party on the evening of April 4th. Zhang Jiasheng read an article about Tomb-Sweeping Day in it, which was also very good.
5. Tomb-Sweeping Day's ancient poetry, a little longer, is a poem, thanking Qingming for mourning the soul and remembering the past with a fragrance and a tear.
I also cried for my loved ones holding a handful of dirt, and I also sacrificed a deep affection. Laoye once complained about fairy tales and never wrote a poem a day.
Counting how sweet the road ahead is, I am accompanied by affection and false anger. Or listen to the quiet and moist Tianshui, or help Dongyue Nantianmen.
Under the boat in the Ming Lake, the blue waves are boundless, and Jinniu Mountain is famous. Under the eaves of romantic love, fate depends on the moon god.
Running west, running east, and arriving at Quancheng Lane, a certificate is hard to find, and it will come true. Unfortunately, time has not turned, and the garage has gradually fallen in love with laughter.
Since then, I have never seen Iraqis, and it is difficult for the jade bird to spread the news outside the cloud. At this time, there is no chance to become a morning and evening, and there are no distractions in this life.
There are countless poems, and who reads them silently? I deeply admire the meeting between Lu Lang and Shen Yuan. Her head flew into the sky. I also admire the imperial concubine's longevity hall, and the affection continues to be touching.
Not afraid of the long journey, but seeking unity of mind. Present a Qingming poem from a distance, not envious of immortals, but only of Yuanyang.
6. Tomb-Sweeping Day's ancient poems are euphemistic and poetic. 1, "Picking mulberry seeds, thinking about the West Lake on Qingming Festival" Song Dynasty: Ouyang Xiu's "Thinking about the West Lake on Qingming Festival" is full of prosperity.
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. When Tomb-Sweeping Day and Shangsi Festival are held, the scenery of the West Lake is very good.
My eyes are a bustling scene. Whose horses and chariots are fighting for the road? A car with red wheels and golden flowers ran around the willows on the side of the road in order to get ahead.
Tourists go home at dusk. Wake up, get drunk, exchange greetings and make a scene.
From the winding embankment of West Lake to Chengtou, flowers are blooming all the way. 2, "The hanger-on Window" Yuan Dynasty: skillfully remember the ups and downs of pear flowers, narrow curtains, clever small screens.
In front of the emotional lamp, on the guest pillow, I am worried about the world. My sorrow is as long as the old man's white hair. Fifty years have passed, just like a one-night dream of spring.
When you meet someone else, the willow branches share the smoke and help the eaves. The narrow window and small screen window expand the space of one side's vision.
How many storms have been experienced outside the window, but the pear blossoms are still so dazzling. I don't need the gloomy mood in front of the lobbyist's lamp, and I don't need the sadness of living alone. My thoughts always fly far away.
Too much sorrow makes San thousands of feet's white hair hang down his shoulders, and no matter how long it is prosperous, it is just a dream of spring. Suddenly, I found wisps of light smoke floating from residents' homes, rising from both sides of willow trees and gradually climbing up the towering eaves.
7. About Tomb-Sweeping Day's Poems Qingming Poems [Tomb-Sweeping Day] During the Qingming Festival in Tomb-Sweeping Day (Tang Dynasty), there were many rains, and pedestrians on the road wanted to break their souls.
Ask local people where to buy wine? The shepherd boy just laughed and didn't answer Xingshan Village. "Cold Food on the Road" (Tang) Song immediately met cold food, and it was late spring on the road.
Poor Jiang, I can't see Luo Qiao people. The Arctic cherishes the sage, and Nanwa is the vassal.
In the old garden, wicker is new day and night. "Cold Food" (Tang) Han Yichun City is full of flowers, and the cold food records the east wind and willows.
As night fell, the palace was busy lighting candles, and smoke drifted to the house of the prince and the marquis. "The door is a thing" (Tang) Zhang Fuzhao loves boats, and the spring grass is green and boundless; Try going to the Wumen Gate to see the county Guo, there is new smoke in Qingming.
Tomb-Sweeping Day (Song Dynasty) Yu Wang lived in Tomb-Sweeping Day without flowers and wine, and his taste was as bleak as that of a wild monk. 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.
"Su Causeway Qingming is a thing" (Song) Wu Weixin pear blossoms are in Qingming, and wanderers are out of town looking for spring. At dusk, the songs are ready, and the willows belong to a warbler.
On the Tomb of Cold Food (Song) What is the father of Yang Wanli! Can this bridge be out of danger? The maple leaves in the distant mountains are pale outside, and the broken houses are beside the lonely wheat. The spring breeze is coming again, and all the new buildings are gone.
Pear blossoms are cold food, and it is only when you enter the festival that you are worried. "Things are in the suburbs" (Song) Cheng Yi grass green fields wantonly, spring into the surrounding mountains and rivers; Zhu Xing Luan Hong wears Liuxiang, but sits in the imperial city because of flowing water; Don't bid farewell to wine, lest the wind turn red; 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.
"Tomb-Sweeping Day" (Southern Song Dynasty) is different from Tomb-Sweeping Day in that there are many tombs in the south and north hills of Gaozhu. Paper ashes fly hundreds of butterflies, and tears turn 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. There is wine to drink in life, but not a drop of Jiuquan! "Send Chen Xiucai back to the Tomb of Shashang Province" (Ming) Gao Qi's face was covered with blood and tears, and he was sad to go home after the chaos.
In the storm, pear flower falls died, and the Cold Food Festival passed. In Tomb-Sweeping Day, several families will visit graves and be worshipped by future generations. "Clear River Leads Qingming Day" (Ming) Wang Pan asked the West Building where smoking was good. Green fields and sunny roads. In the willows of Ma Si, people laugh and swing, and the sound of warblers always makes Chun drunk.
"Chang 'an Qingming Smoke Huai" (Tang) In the Ming Dynasty, the bear met the emperor Qingming and drove the tourists out of the Forbidden City. The nine-stranger wheatgrass warbler crows, and a thousand chariots and horses rain and clear.
It's the first time I met a guest today, and I'm tired of seeing flowers in my sorrow. Who's in charge in spring, it's even more futile.
Seeing friends off at the Riverside Garden on Qingming Festival (Tang) Today, in Tomb-Sweeping Day and Jia Dao, gardens are more important than things. 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.
The Riverside Scene at Qingming Festival (Tang Dynasty) came to Su Chun to chase Lu Lang, and the Qingming Festival was filled with smog. Go back to wear a thin boat and slip on the bow, and get drunk and step on the residual flowers.
The wind is rushing, the clouds are floating wild, and the rain falls on the square pond. I can't bear to look back, frogs are full of sunset.
"Luoyang Qingming Day Rain" (Tang) Li Zhengfeng will be fine tomorrow and there will be little rain at night. Thousands of doors are still full of fireworks and nine doors are dust-free.
Wine Qinghe bridge spring, leisure palace noon. Tourists love grass, and drumming is half a sin.
"There are clothes in the sky" Qingming poem (contemporary) Liu Xiaofeng (Liu Zhou) I: I look at the grave and regard it as a relative; Is the worst thing ever (note: Bingzi, 1996 Bingzi Year. Comments: Those who have read this poem and been to the grave of their loved ones will definitely remember this poem.
Second, Bingziqing: peach blossom powder apricot blossoms are white, and the rain hits the branches; Pedestrians quietly went down, and several graves cried and mourned (comment: this poem put pen to paper to write about the scenery, with feelings. Write delicate and gorgeous peach blossoms and apricot flowers first.
The wind and rain beat the flowers. The flowers opened quietly. Write too many raindrops or slip quietly from pedestrians' faces, with tears in the middle, and then suddenly there are sad cries from several graves not far away.
This is a grave-sweeping scene full of life. There is a trace of warmth in the faint sadness, which makes people see the dullness of life and the greatness of human reproduction. Third: Xin Qiji has made it clear that God is heartless and has no compassion for filial piety in the world; In order to earn a little tear, endure the sunny and rainy days (note: four years of Xin: 200 1 four years of Xin.
Xiaoke: The author is modest. Comment: Reading this poem, it seems that the clear rain has turned into the tears of the dutiful son. Rain and tears blend together, and tears make rain miserable.
Isn't it the heart of a dutiful son who cries? Fourth: the wind blows grandma in the rain, and the rain beats grandma in the wind; Every year on this day, people shed tears, and every year, people put them in front of the grave. Fifth, there is no way for yin and yang to communicate, and Qingming is looking for graves; Less tears and paper money, less water and less wine.
Sixth, the business of sprouting hay by the roadside, a little bit of new green makeup is yellow, even if it doesn't rain, I still cry, and my grandmother's grave is next to the cloud. Seventh: the soil in front of the grave is new and old, and the vegetation in front of the grave is dry and green; The voice and smile should be here, and how many spring days will be lost in the yellow dust.
The famous article "Jiangchengzi Mao Yi" recorded the dream of the 20th day of the first month. Appreciation of Su Dongpo's Ci of Mourning His Wife. After ten years of life and death, I will never forget it. A lonely grave thousands of miles away, desolate and nowhere to talk about.
Even if we don't know each other, our faces are dusty and our temples are frosty. At night, I suddenly dreamed of going home, and the window of Xiao Xuan was being decorated.
Care for each other without words, only tears thousands of lines are expected to break the heart, and the moon and night are short and loose.