The first Tomb-Sweeping Day.
Author: floating in the middle of clouds
Lightweight, indulge in this helpless world
Light a candle, it smells good.
Worship the silence of life
Scintillation chamber
Memory opens, avalanche.
Hierarchical tree ring
Respond to the heartless bell
Clear tears, clear mind.
In Tomb-Sweeping Day, peace of mind.
The second chapter is another year of Tomb-Sweeping Day.
Author: Wang Qingshui
Another year in Tomb-Sweeping Day.
It's gloomy and rainy.
Glittering water dripped between the hair.
Tears of heaven
The cool breeze blows gently, and the heart is surging.
Tiandiliang road
Tears and acacia
Willow is turning green.
continue
The rotation of fallen leaves yesterday
Flowers are everywhere in Xinger.
light colour
The petals fell all over the floor.
continue
Flowers bloom and fall.
Send sadness in the white sky
Today is not yesterday, and yesterday is not today.
Tongan
Only hard work and happiness
But heaven and earth laugh together.
Article 3 Tomb-Sweeping Day Memorial
Author: Xing Zheping
Ancient ancestors set this special festival,
Pay tribute to all old friends.
Let them not be lonely in heaven,
Whether it is their relatives, ancestors or revolutionary martyrs.
The land they once walked on,
The blood is still flowing.
Your behavior,
Your history,
We will never forget it.
At this time, the graves of the wasteland are full of flowers.
Burn the paper money
May you not be poor over there,
Don't be lonely.
Tears are full of memories,
Glory is full of thoughts.
I commend the revolutionary martyrs,
You left a strong will.
China's military spirit,
The impact is far-reaching and endless.
I miss my dead relatives,
Tears moistened my eyes.
Your fatigue, our happiness,
Be together forever.
The fourth article Tomb-Sweeping Day's grief
Author: Liu Bo Effie
Nothing is better than being remembered by everyone.
Greater sacrifice.
Nothing is better than being remembered by the people forever.
More noble libation!
Your inscription is
Inscribed in the hearts of the people
Your great achievements,
Great feat.
Or bits and pieces in the ordinary?
But because of the infiltration of your true feelings,
As bright as a star
That's great.
I use my soul.
A pious touch
Your short but eternal life
Condensed words,
Every touch
My ignorant soul is like an experience.
The baptism of thoroughly remould oneself;
My conscience was abandoned by desire,
Is being punished and tortured.
All white and elegant flowers
Should gather in front of your grave,
This is a continuation of your elegance,
This is the condensation of your stereo.
All compassionate hearts
You should review it,
Even if it is hypocritical.
That's awe,
That's also humbleness.
Facing the fear and retreat of the nobility.
Standing at your grave,
I feel my heart is bleeding!
Lament the boundless sky
Whose depravity
Let your glory
Because of their corruption?
Whose erosion is it?
Let your grace
Die for their sins?
Chapter 5 Tomb-Sweeping Day's Poems
Early April
Continuous rain
Looking at the retrogressive black and white scenery outside the window.
I remembered the laughter of my deceased relatives.
At that time, it was a kind of hot smile.
Now you touch my face like cold water.
Oh, when did you get more crystal dew on your face?
Didi falls silently.
Look at those bulging clods.
Tears slowly slide down.
This is my late relative.
They used to hold me high.
Then put it down gently.
Look at those bulging clods.
Tears slowly slide down.
Always trying to suck away the smell of dirt.
Looking for the familiarity of that relative.
Ah, little bug
You are an angel sent by your relatives.
Want me to stop being sad?
But I just want to smell the dirt.
Looking for the familiarity of that relative.
Grab a handful of clean soil.
Hold it in the palm of your hand and let the tears moisten it.
I seem to see you teasing me.
A friendly face, a caring voice
As deep as love.
Grab a handful of clean soil.
Hold it in the palm of your hand and let the tears moisten it.