The ancient poem about the Cold Food Festival in Tang Dynasty: Cold Food/Cold Food Festival is a thing.
Tang Dynasty: Han Yi
In late spring, Chang 'an city is full of songs and dances, and countless flowers fall. The east wind of the Cold Food Festival blows on the willow trees in the royal garden.
As night fell, the palace was busy lighting candles, and smoke drifted to the house of the prince and the marquis.
Cold food and unrealistic hopes
Tang Dynasty: Bai Juyi
The crow makes the trees faint, and the Qingming cold food cries.
The wind blows the paper money in the wilderness, and the spring grass in the tomb is green.
Pear blossoms reflect poplar trees, full of parting places.
I don't hear the heavy spring crying, but the rustling rain makes people return.
An outdated festival (Qingming Festival) that started one or two days ago in Tomb-Sweeping Day, when only cold food is served for three days.
Tang Dynasty: Meng Yunqing
Jiangnan in February is full of flowers, and cold food in other places is far from sadness.
Poor people often don't have fireworks, not only in the Ming Dynasty.
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Tang dynasty: anonymous
Near the cold food, rain and grass are growing, while wheat seedlings are windy, and the bank of Liu Ying.
When there is no home to go home, the cuckoo will cry in her ear.
A late night/cold night
Tang Dynasty: Han Wo
The cold wind stings the face, plum blossoms are like snow, and apricot is red.
Late at night, the oblique swing rope hangs quietly, misty and rainy, and the prospect of the pavilion is blurred.
An outdated festival (Qingming Festival) that started one or two days ago in Tomb-Sweeping Day, when only cold food is served for three days.
Tang Dynasty: Wang Jian
In Tomb-Sweeping Day, Tian She, every family leaves the fire very late. Sleeping in Gu Xiang in a white shirt, a red rope stands tall.
The gauze is difficult to knot, and the copper hairpin is heavy. Cut out new clothes, just like last year.
Xiangyang cold food to send Yu Wenji
Tang Dynasty: Gong Dou
Smoke and water are sold at the beginning, and the east wind blows willow.
Who will accompany you on the levee? Stepping on spring mud is half a flower.
Snacks are cooked on the boat.
Tang Dynasty: Du Fu
In the cold wind, there is hardly a bite of rice, sitting on the ground, sitting on the ground, the crow is old, sewed many times, and wears a brown hat on his head.
Spring water, rivers, so floating on the boat is like sitting in the clouds; My body is getting weaker and my eyesight is dim. Looking at the flowers on the shore is like a mist.
The listless curtains saw butterflies flying by; Seagulls skimmed over the rapids.
Standing in the direction of Tanzhou, looking north, looking straight at Chang 'an, the sky is like a white cloud, and there is a van parked there, suddenly worried.
Send cold food to the brothers in the capital.
Tang Dynasty: Wei Wuying
Fire and cold are forbidden in the rain, and warblers sit alone on the river and listen.
Think of wine and flowers as brothers. Ling Du is a cold herbivore.
Huangmei Linjiang sent Cui Rong cold food on the way.
Tang Dynasty: Song Wenzhi
I immediately encountered cold food, and I was worried that it was late spring.
Poor Jiang, I can't see Luoyang people.
The Arctic cherishes the sage, and Nanwa is the vassal.
In the old garden, wicker is new day and night.