1, the clear drizzle is floating in front of my eyes, and my heart is full of nostalgia. I can know whether my relatives in heaven are good or not. Paper money, black butterflies dance in succession, tears break beads, Qingming Festival. I just hope that everything in the world is fine.
2. During the Qingming Festival, grief is infinite. A flower goes to the grave. At the beginning, it was full of affection and warmth. Now there are only a handful of loess, separated by two worlds. I want to be bitter, but I don't want to choke. My tears have circled. Hey, I only wish there were fewer disasters in the world, look back and cherish what you have, cherish it!
3, Tomb-Sweeping Day, the rain is endless, light smoke fills the air, missing. The mountains and rivers are heavy and hard to stop. Greetings from afar will never die. People have more rest when they are tired, and they need to laugh when they encounter troubles. When friends leave, feelings remain the same, like a full moon.
4. Every Qingming, pedestrians on the road want to be heartbroken; Recalling my life, whispering in tears is always awkward; Missing, heaven and earth do not forget; Light a candle and your heart flies with the light smoke; Sincerely pray, the dead rest in peace.
5. Another year of Qingming. I will never forget the promise I made, the past I walked through, and the Qingming. In this mourning festival, I will take away my endless thoughts with a breeze and a bright moon. I wish you all the best and happiness.
6, the breeze caresses, the moon hangs high, and there is a feeling of acacia. Between heaven and earth, you and I miss our old friends together. Somehow, fate continues. The breeze sends acacia, and the bright moon shines on the heart. Tomb-Sweeping Day has arrived!