1, cold food and flowers
Tang zhangji
Go out early and return late, not because of cold food and less leisure. The mad tree ape broke free from the lock and was eager to break free from the shackles of Ma Gang.
Wine stains the guest's clothes, and the meaning of drunkenness is not wine. Old people are always happy and idle, and they have to recite poems from Xiyuan.
2, "Su Causeway Qingming is a thing"
Wu Song prestige
Pears bloom in the light, and wanderers go out of the city in spring. At dusk, the songs are ready, and the willows belong to a warbler.
3. "Doing things in the suburbs is doing things."
Song Cheng Hao
Grass and green fields, spring around the mountains; 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.
4. Qingming Left
Qu Dajun in the late Ming and early Qing Dynasties
It's cold in the morning and cloudy at night, but it's already spring in sadness. Falling flowers have tears because of wind and rain, and birds are ruthless since ancient times.
The old country is like a dream, and Chinese characters are lost. The dragon and snake have nowhere to go, and the cold food is eager every year.
5. "Cold food on the road"
Tangsong wenzhi
It's already on the way to late spring when I meet cold food immediately. 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.
6. Cold Food on the Grave
Yang Wanli in Southern Song Dynasty
Go straight to your husband! 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.
7. Cold food
Tang Han 'ao
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.
At dusk, the Han officials issued candles, and light smoke was scattered into the Wuhou mansion.
8. Cold food
Tang Mengyunqing
Jiangnan in February is full of flowers, and cold food in other places is far from sadness. Poor people often don't have fireworks, not only in the Ming Dynasty.
9. "He Ziyou cold food"
Tang sushi
In February this year, the cold food was gloomy, and the Woods were deep and green. Who can borrow horses in the city? It is convenient to have famous gardens everywhere.
But I don't need to make up a poem about hanging a hip flask occasionally. Suddenly I heard that Tiber was shocked to travel and the river was ruined.
10, Tomb-Sweeping Day
Wang Song Yuqiao
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.
1 1, "Sacrificing the Chief of the Cold Food Festival"
Tang Wu Tang Jue
The introduction is ridiculous and pitiful, and a fishing boat is useless. My neighbor taught me to turn off the fire. I was ashamed. I didn't know the kitchen had been smoke-free for a long time.
12, "cold food"
Don Wu Yuan Heng
Willow hanging nine silk, flowers floating in the snow. What a gaunt person, this Fangfei Festival.
13, cold food wild hope
Don Xiong Rudeng
Bassol has no flesh and blood relatives, only two or three times a year. Don't plant flowers and trees in front of the tomb. Spring scenery has nothing to do with people under the spring.
14, "Cold Food Pavilion"
Tanglai Lake
Holding a cup of mountain pavilion alone, I hate Fupeng every season. The color of grass invasion is rain, and the pear blossoms everywhere are wind last night.
The spirit of Shu is lonely in spring, and the moon is hazy after the soul of Chu sings. I clearly remember the dream of going home, Hudong in front of Xu Ru's house.
15, cold food suburb
Tang guanxiu
Cold food will be my home, and I will follow the stone. Buried flowers touch wine, and the woodcutter sings.
White water over weeds, new clouds out of low fog. I can't bear to look back. My home is in the west of Song Chi.
16, "Lumen is something"
Tang zhangji
The tiller loves the boat, and the spring grass is green and the fields are vast; Try going to the Wumen Gate to see the county Guo, there is new smoke in Qingming.