Qingming three-character poem

Three poems about Qingming are as follows:

1, Tomb-Sweeping Day

Mourning day, drizzle like tears; Pedestrians on the road want to die. Ask local people where to buy wine? The shepherd boy just laughed and didn't answer Xingshan Village.

When I was in Tomb-Sweeping Day, the poet couldn't go home to visit the grave, but he was traveling alone on a foreign road, and his heart was no longer happy. Besides, the weather is not good, a sullen face, the drizzle of cattle hair will fall one after another, the eyes are foggy, and the spring clothes are wet.

Poet, it's heartbreaking! Find a hotel to shelter from the rain, warm up and eliminate the sadness in your heart, but where is the hotel? The poet thought about it and asked the shepherd boy by the roadside. The little shepherd boy riding on the back of the cow pointed to the distance with his hand-oh, in the village full of apricot flowers, the cover of a hotel was raised high, attracting pedestrians!

2. Spring Rain in Lin 'an

For years, the taste of this world was as thin as gauze. Who will be the rider in Beijing? Living in a small building and listening to the falling spring rain, you will hear the sound of selling apricots in the depths of the alley early in the morning. Slowly spread out small pieces of paper sideways, every word is organized, carefully boil water and tea under the sun window, skim it and try to taste famous tea. Oh, don't sigh that the dust in Kyoto will stain the white clothes, and there is still time to return to the mirror house in Lake Ubak.

In recent years, the interest of officials is as light as a veil. Who let me ride a horse to Kyoto to pollute the bustling? Living in a small building and listening to the spring rain all night, I will hear apricot blossoms in the depths of the alley in the morning.

Spread out a small piece of paper and write leisurely and diagonally. The words are very organized. Carefully boil water, make tea, skim the foam and try to taste famous tea in front of a sunny window. Oh, don't sigh that the dust in Kyoto will stain the white clothes. There is still time to go back to my hometown in the mountains by the Mirror Lake during the Qingming Festival.