Famous Qingming Poems
"Qingming" (Tang Dynasty) Du Mu Rains fall heavily during the Qingming Festival, and pedestrians on the road want to die. May I ask where the restaurant is? The shepherd boy points to Xinghua Village in the distance.
"Cold Food on the Way" (Tang Dynasty) Song Zhiwen There will be cold food soon, and it is late spring on the way. It's a pity that when I look at Jiangpu, I can't see anyone from Luoqiao. The North Pole is the master of Ming Dynasty, and the South Sea is the minister of exile. In the broken heart of my hometown, wicker branches are new day and night.
"Cold Food" (Tang Dynasty) Han Hong Flowers are flying everywhere in the spring city, and the east wind of Cold Food keeps the willows from slanting. At dusk, candles were passed around the Han Palace, and light smoke dispersed into the house of the Five Marquises.
"Lu Men Ji Shi" (Tang Dynasty) Zhang Ji: Farmers recruit love boats, the spring grass is green and thousands of fields; try to go to Wumen to peek at the county, there is new smoke in several places during the Qingming Festival.
"Qingming" (Song Dynasty) Wang Yu: Spending the Qingming Festival without flowers and wine, the mood is as dull as a wild monk. Yesterday, the neighbor asked for a new fire, and Xiao Chuang was given a reading lamp.
"The Qingming Festival on Su Di" (Song Dynasty) Wu Weixin The pear blossom wind is blowing during the Qingming Festival, and the wanderer is halfway out of the city in search of spring. At dusk, the music and songs are put away. Tens of thousands of willows belong to the wandering orioles.
"Cold Food Going to the Tomb" (Song Dynasty) Yang Wanli What a shame for a straight man! Can bridges in danger be exempted from assistance? The maples in the distant mountains are pale, and the wheat in the dilapidated house is lonely beside it. The spring breeze returns to the grass, and there is no new scenery. Pear blossoms are eaten in the cold, and they only worry about the rest during the festival.
"A Walk in the Suburbs" (Song Dynasty) Cheng Hao is walking freely in the green grass and green fields, spring is coming into the distant mountains and green surroundings; the rising colors are rushing through the willow alleys, sitting on the moss rocks because of the flowing water; don't quit drinking wine I strongly advise you, but I am afraid that the flowers will turn red in the wind; the weather is fine during the Qingming Festival, so you might as well travel without forgetting to return home.
"Qingming" (Southern Song Dynasty) Gao Zhu There are many tombs on the mountain tops in the north and south, and the Qingming Festival is different. Paper ashes fly into white butterflies, and tears and blood turn into red cuckoos. The fox sleeps on the grave at sunset, and returns home at night in front of the laughing lamp of his children. If there is wine in life, you must be drunk. How can a drop of it reach the nine springs?
"Send off Chen Xiucai and return to the sand to visit the tomb" (Ming Dynasty) Gao Qi. The clothes are full of blood, tears and dust. It is sad to return home after the chaos. After the wind and rain, the pear blossoms and the cold food, how many graves are there descendants?
"Qingjiang Yin Qingming Day Trip" (Ming Dynasty) Wang Pan asked where is the best place to ban smoking in the West Building? Luye Qingtian said. Horses neighed through willows, people leaned on swings and laughed, and Mr. Yinghua fell drunk in spring.
"Reflections on the Qingming Festival in Chang'an" (Tang Dynasty) Gu Feixiong When the emperor encountered the Qingming Festival in the Ming Dynasty, he also chased tourists out of the forbidden city. The fragrant oriole sings in Jiumo, and the rain begins to clear for thousands of cars and horses. Today is the first time we meet among guests. I feel sad and tired of this life when I look at flowers. Who is the master of the spring scenery in the coming year? It is unbearable to be haggard and even less successful. "Send a Friend in the Garden on Tomb-Sweeping Day" (Tang Dynasty) Jia Dao Today is the Tomb-Sweeping Day, and the garden is full of joy. The clear wind blows the catkins, and the new fire creates smoke in the kitchen. Ducao opens three paths, and the article recalls two wise men. When will I be able to live my life? Before the wine falls and the flowers fall.
" Visiting Yuli with Friends on Qingming Day" (Tang Dynasty) Laihu I spent several nights in the spring mountains chasing Lu Lang, and the Qingming Festival was full of smoke. The bow of the boat slips through the fine watercourses when returning, and the lingering flowers are drunk and the teeth are fragrant. The wind is blowing fiercely, the clouds are drifting across the wild fields, and the rain is leaving the fields and the water is falling into the square pond. After chanting unbearably, I looked back east, hearing the sound of frogs in my ears as the sun set.
"Luoyang Qingming Riyuji" (Tang Dynasty) Li Zhengfeng The dawn will be Qingming tomorrow, and the night will be rainy. There are still fireworks in thousands of gates, and there is no dust in nine streets.
The wine-green river bridge is spring, and the palace is idle at noon. Tourists fall in love with the fragrant grass, but half offend the strict city drum.
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