What are the contents of Tomb-Sweeping Day-themed poetry recitation?

1, Tomb-Sweeping Day

Shiwangxiang

Continuous spring rain

I don't know how heavy the rain is.

Miss the rain

It's been like this since Du Mu's time.

Miss the rain

murmur

Still getting wet slowly.

A mountain full of new incense ashes and paper money

I want this rain to accompany my grandmother.

In the underworld.

How many flashing blue lights are off?

This swaying wind and rain

Bingbing is cool.

Sad and clear heart

A heavy bag.

Not just a memorial service.

It's not just homesickness that accumulates

Excuse me, where is the restaurant?

Where can I get drunk?

Apricot flower and spring rain

The shepherd boy's flute

The endless journey of the wanderer

Chunyu Jiangnan

Low-grade wine flag

Have you ever made a memorable cloud banner?

I'm drunk. I'm going to bed.

Cold food with wine next year.

2. "Tomb-Sweeping Day's paper money"

Some toilet paper

Full of traces of time.

Dispel with fireworks

one by one

A string of footprints

One road after another.

Simple life

A page is a day.

This day combs memories.

The fire went out.

I have read my whole life.

That pile of wealth

The rest is ashes.

Smoke is in the distance.

Paper money from Qingming

The fire of acacia

Burning with spring

Comfort the soul?

Where does the soul belong?

loess

Accumulated thoughts.

3. Records of visiting my mother in the mountains on April 26th.

( 1)

Baiyun da shou Hu yi building

Barren mountains and barren hills; Relatives burst into tears.

I went into the country unmoved.

My soul is talking to your soul

The branch broke and made a slight sound from my hand.

They are all messages for you; Through nature

The noise of life and the loneliness of death can be understood tacitly.

It's like two opposite doors open.

A kind of mood slowly, peacefully and ecstatically welled up in my mind.

(2)

Before and after their death, they won unprecedented honor.

Eleven years ago, everyone looked up at a comet.

Wei Hui strolled in the city, solemn and solemn.

All the people who saw it took off their hats to greet them.

Colorful garlands were once folded into memory fortresses on the mountain.

Brilliant stars, now rotten as mud.

Weeds are like flagpoles, falling from the sky.

Sad and glorious past in the cool breeze; Graveyard collapse

Only thousands of mountain ants watch over you day and night.

(3)

The stone tablet is like ice, which warms my heart.

Killing in the four fields, through my feelings.

As in previous years, tears poured down my face.

Because the most sad thing is to leave; I will devote myself to

Bubble interpersonal relationships, fulfill various obligations.

Stick to your duties for others.

Enjoy all kinds of emotional twists and turns.

Take hard work and pain as the reward of action.

Finally, like you, say to people: I am an innocent life.