No matter in school or in society, everyone has read many classic poems, full of feelings and imagination. Then what kind of poem is a good poem? The following are Tomb-Sweeping Day's poems compiled by me for your reference, hoping to help friends in need.
Tomb-Sweeping Day's Poems 1 Tomb-Sweeping Day
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.
Tomb-Sweeping Day's poem 2 is another year of Tomb-Sweeping Day.
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.
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The rotation of fallen leaves yesterday
Flowers are everywhere in Xinger.
Pale white
The petals fell to the ground.
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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.
Tomb-Sweeping Day's poem 3 commemorates Tomb-Sweeping Day.
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 in the wilderness 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.
Tomb-Sweeping Day's poem 4 Tomb-Sweeping Day's grief
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
For their evil?
Whose erosion is it?
Let your grace
Die for their sins?
Tomb-Sweeping Day's poem 5 Qingming Rain
Look at the clear rain.
Moistened a lot of red dust.
The world is blue and prosperous.
The breeding of missing madness
Look at the clear rain.
passerby
Covered with tears.
Tell about past feelings
Look at the clear rain.
A cup of loess and some incense sticks.
Burn paper money all over the sky.
Love and divorce, distressed.
Look at the clear rain.
Wipe away the tears of sadness.
Set foot on the journey tomorrow
The road stretches under your feet.
Beauty lies in the reshaping of life.
Tomb-Sweeping Day's poem 6 is Qingming, remembering my father.
Qingming Festival
Coming soon
People will miss you doubly.
I am now.
Only on the tip of the pen
Come and walk.
Miss my father
father
Do you remember?
That year
The first ray of morning light after winter has disappeared.
Bloom into a bloody spring bud in my heart.
You left in a hurry.
No, look at me.
Leave me alone.
From now on, let me
Is a man without a father.
One, no more.
A fatherly child
Today's father
You are underground.
I'm on the ground
It is almost on the horizon.
A heart like a seed
Have been buried deep
Lush grass on the horizon
Green is in my fiery embrace.
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