The mourning poems in Qingming Festival include: Mourning Poems in Qingming Festival, Mourning in Qingming Festival, Mourning in Qingming Festival, Nanxiangzi's Inscription for the Dead Wife, Shenyuan, etc.
1. Mourning for the Dead in Qingming Festival
Pan Yue in Wei and Jin Dynasties
It's a pity that winter and spring have passed away, and the cold and summer days have suddenly changed.
the son of a poor spring, heavy soil forever secluded.
stay for a long time is no good to anyone who is willing to obey in private.
I'm respectful to my life, and I'm going back to my initial service.
Translation:
Spring comes and winter comes, cold comes and summer goes, and time goes by. It has been a whole year since you left me, and layers of soil have separated us forever. I miss you. Who can I tell? What's the use of staying at home after you have left? I can only reluctantly obey the orders of the court and change my mind and return to my original post.
2. Qingming Festival
Song Wang Yucheng
No flowers and no wine lead to Qingming Festival, and the taste is as bleak as a wild monk.
Yesterday, my neighbor begged for a new fire, and the window was separated from the reading lamp.
Translation:
I lived in Tomb-Sweeping Day without flowers to see and wine to drink. Without you, my lonely and miserable life is like a monk in a barren mountain temple. Everything seems very lonely to me. Yesterday, I got a new fire from my neighbor. In the early morning in Tomb-Sweeping Day, I lit a lamp in front of the window and sat down to study.
3. Mourning at Qingming Festival
Song Mei Yaochen
became husband and wife in the seventeenth year.
it's not enough to look at each other, let alone make a long donation.
my temples are already white, so I'd rather be healthy for a long time.
I should be at the same point in the end, and there are still tears in my eyes.
Translation:
We have been married for seventeen years now, and it is not enough to be together, not to mention losing you forever now. I have seen gray hair on my temples. How long can this body last? I think it's not far from being in the same cave with you. Now I still have a breath, and tears flow every day.
4.
Qing Nalan Xingde
Tears were swallowed silently, only regretting the past. Want to come back to your party with your pictures, your tears can't break your heart. you can't draw your face.
don't be vague. You wake up early at midnight. You wake up early, I still in my dream, crying as deep as the wind, the sound of the wind until dawn.
Translation:
Tears are too heavy to make a sound, but I regret that I didn't cherish your devotion before. I want to use Dan Qing to regain your appearance in my memory. My eyes are blurred and my heart is broken. I can't draw it. The words of parting are still clear in my ears. Qi Fei's good dream was awakened in the middle of the night for no reason, but I still feel like I am in a dream, suffering every night, listening to the iron horse before the wind blows over the eaves, drumming more, and my thoughts come to my heart, and I often cry.
5, "Shen Garden"
Song Lu You
The setting sun on the city painted a corner mourning, and Shen Garden was not a revival of the old pool platform.
under the sad bridge, the spring waves are green, and it used to be a stunning photo.
forty years after a dream is broken, the willow in the garden never blows cotton.
this trip is a tribute to the mountains, but it is still a trace of death.
Translation:
The sound of corner painting on the wall under the setting sun seems to be mourning, and the Shen Garden is no longer the original pavilion. The spring water under that sad bridge is still green, and I once saw her beautiful figure here. It has been more than forty years since she died, and the willow trees in Shenyuan are too old to talk about it. I saw that I was going to turn into a mound of loess in Huiji Mountain, and I still came here to mourn and shed tears.