Ancient poetry is a poetry style relative to modern poetry. Before the formation of modern poetry, various Han poetry genres existed. Also known as ancient poetry and ancient style, it has three carriers: "song", "line" and "yin". Below is a collection of famous Qingming Festival poems that I have compiled. You are welcome to share them. Famous verses from ancient poems about Qingming Festival 1
"Magnolia Slowly" Remove the tung flowers that are in rotten rice
(Song Dynasty) Liu Yong
Remove the tung flowers in rotten rice
Cleanse and clear.
The apricots are burning in the forest, the peaches are embroidered in the fields, and the scenery is like a screen.
In the beautiful city, we are all looking for victory, and suddenly we are out of the suburbs.
The wind is warm, the strings are crisp and the pipes are crisp, and thousands of families are competing to play new sounds.
"Tired of Seeking Fragrance" The sun is shining towards the evening
(Song Dynasty) Wang Yu
The sun is shining towards the evening, the wind is light behind the curtains, and the small courtyard is leisurely daytime .
The green warbler comes, startling the red embroidery.
Leaning on the dangerous wall, climbing up to the pavilion, the begonias are rouged through the rain.
Counting the years, they have passed by the rules, and it is the Qingming Festival.
Tired of wandering around, the scenery is full of scenery, and the good times are good, who dares to join hands.
I hate being paid by money to buy off the long fight between two eyebrows. Recalling Gaoyang, after people dispersed.
The falling flowers and running water are still the same. This feeling, towards the east wind, is nothing but weight loss.
On the Lidu Road on Qingming Day
(Song Dynasty) Fan Dacheng
Sprinkling rain with towels, wearing side hat wind
Flowers burning In the mountain scenery, willows lie in the sound of water.
The stone horse stands on the road, and the paper kite sings in the sky.
After the people in the palace dispersed, the black bird was facing west and east.
《Breaking the Formation》The swallows came to Xinshe
(Song Dynasty) Yan Shu
The swallows came to Xinshe, and the pear blossoms lagged behind Qingming.
There are three or four spots of green moss on the pond, one or two oriole calls at the bottom of the leaves, and the sun is long and the flying catkins are light.
The girl from the east neighbor smiled cleverly and greeted her on the mulberry picking path.
I wonder if I had a good dream of spring last night. I will win the grass fight today and smile from both faces.
"Butterflies Love Flowers" Late Spring
(Song Dynasty) Li Guan
Gao leisurely strolls in the distant night pavilion.
It’s just past Qingming Festival, and I gradually feel the sadness of spring.
Count the sound of rain and the wind. Hazy pale moon clouds come and go.
Peach and apricot are faintly fragrant.
Who is on the swing, smiling and whispering.
I miss you so much. There is no place for arrangements in the human world.
"Niannujiao" Spring Love
(Song Dynasty) Li Qingzhao
The courtyard is deserted, there is a slanting wind and drizzle, and the heavy doors must be closed.
Pampering the delicate willows and flowers, the cold food is close, and the weather is annoying.
Poems with sinister rhymes are completed, and holding one’s head up to sober up, it’s not the feeling of leisure.
After the war is over, it’s hard to express all the worries.
"Moon at Night in Spring in Hunan" Near the Qingming Festival
(Song Dynasty) Huang Xiaomai
Near the Qingming Festival. The soul of the green bird disappears on the branch.
It’s a pity that all the clear songs are given to the dusk.
I want to kiss the willow flowers and whisper, but I am afraid that the willow flowers are frivolous and will hurt the spring.
When I travel and stay in Chuxiang, I feel so tender and farewell. Who can be with me?
The empty bottle weeps at night, the green mountains are silent, and the waning moon is at the door.
In front of the Jade Tower, there is only a wave of Xiangshui, swaying the Xiangyun.
The sky is long but the dream is short. When I ask about the time, I will see the peach root again.
This time, no one in the world can cut off the traces of sorrow in my heart.
Hanshi Shushi
(Song Dynasty) Zhao Ding
In the lonely Chaimen village, they also teach planting willows to commemorate the past.
Smoking was banned in the Cantonese country, so I went to the tomb with Pang's hometown.
There is no wheat rice in the Tang Mausoleum in the Han Dynasty, and there are pear blossoms in the mountain streams and wild paths.
A bottle is lying on the moss, don't worry about the dusk music playing at the top of the city.
"Santai" Qingming Yingzhi
(Song Dynasty) Wan Qi Yong
See the pear blossoms with the night moon at the beginning, and the begonias half with the morning rain.
When the inner garden springs, you can't help but pass through Qingmen, and the ditch rises and dives to Nanpu.
The east wind is calm, and the thin willows are drooping with golden threads. Looking at Fengque, there is neither smoke nor fog.
In good times, the government and the public are happy, everywhere in Jiumo, there is peace and peace.
At first, the orioles chirped intermittently, and the swallows flew around.
Near the green water, the pavilion reflects the swing, there are grass fights and there are pairs of swimming girls.
The fragrance is more fragrant and the wine is cold while outing. Will know secretly, young Tao Zhuhu.
Xiang Wan suddenly, a horse with a carved saddle, drunken lapels, flowers and catkins.
It is slightly cold, slightly warm, and always leaking, half cloudy and half clear, clouds are twilight.
It’s the forbidden fire day, it’s time to try out new makeup, and it’s the perfect time to be in your prime.
During the Qingming Festival, wax torches were passed around the Han Palace, and green smoke flew into Huai Mansion.
The soldiers were guarded, the doors were opened, the propaganda was spread, and the business was closed.
"Thanks to the Emperor's Favor" When there is not much cold food,
(Song Dynasty) Chao Chongzhi
When there is not much cold food, peonies are first sold.
The small courtyard has heavy curtains and swallows are in the way. It was windy and rainy last night, but there was only a hint of spring.
I am still contented with myself today, the weather is cloudy and sunny. When I woke up from a deep sleep, Su Min was slightly wet.
He doesn’t hesitate to pick up his eyebrows. Rigao freshened up and watched Hua Yin change.
Laughingly picking a pair of apricots and wearing them on the branches.
Spring Day
(Song Dynasty) Zhu Xi
The sun is shining brightly on the shore of Surabaya, and the boundless scenery is new for a while.
It’s easy to recognize that in the east wind, spring is always spring. Famous lines from ancient poems on the Qingming Festival Chapter 2
"The Lumen Jishi" (Tang Dynasty) Zhang Ji
Farmers recruit boats to love the building, and the spring grass is green;
Try to go up to Wumen to have a look at the county. There is new smoke in several places during the Qingming Festival.
"Qingming" (Song Dynasty) Wang Yuqiao
Spending Qingming without flowers and wine, the mood is as dull as a wild monk.
Yesterday, the neighbor asked for a new fire, and Xiaochuang was given a reading lamp.
"The Qingming Festival on Su Di" (Song Dynasty) Wu Weixin
The wind blows from the pear blossoms 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, and thousands of willow trees belong to the wandering orioles.
"Cold Food on the Tomb"
(Song Dynasty) Yang Wanli
How fine is Jing Zhifu! 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 nothing new in the last year.
Pear blossoms eat food from the cold, and only worry about the rest when entering the festival.
"Qingming" (Tang Dynasty) Du Mu
During the Qingming Festival, it rains heavily, and pedestrians on the road want to die.
Where is the restaurant? The shepherd boy points to Xinghua Village in the distance.
"Cold Food on the Way" (Tang Dynasty) Song Zhiwen
Cold food is about to happen, 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 Pole 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 Wuhou’s house.
"Walking in the Suburbs"
(Song Dynasty) Cheng Hao
Walking freely in the green grass and green fields, spring comes into the distant mountains and green surroundings;
< p> The red flowers are flowing through the willow alleys, because the flowing water is sitting on the moss;I don’t want to drink a lot of wine, but I am afraid that the wind will turn the flowers red;
It is a good weather during the Qingming Festival , you might as well travel without forgetting to return home.
"Send off Chen Xiucai and visit his grave on the sand"
(Ming Dynasty) Gao Qi
"My 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 have passed, how many children and grandchildren are there on the graves? Famous lines from ancient poems about the Qingming Festival Chapter 3
"Qingming Day" - Zuohe River
The willows weep across the street and the rain is heavy, and the descendants from thousands of miles away rush to the grave. Smoke rises from the green hills everywhere, and incense is burned to pay homage to the ancestors.
"Cold Food and Wild Hopes" - Bai Juyi
The crows of crows and magpies make the trees dim, who will cry when eating cold food during the Qingming Festival. Paper money flies in the wind in the wilderness, and the spring grass is green on the ancient tombs.
Tangli flowers reflect the poplar trees, which is the place where life and death part. The heavy spring in the dark can't be heard, and people go back in the rain.
"Tomb Sweeping at the Qingming Festival" - Zuo Heshui
The New Year celebrations are not over yet the Qingming Festival returns, and the swift swallows swallow the willows and lose their souls. People flocked to the quiet green hills, paying homage to ancestors with money and paper candles.
"Wine on Qingming Day" - Gao Zhu
There are many tombs on the north and south hills, and Qingming festivals are different. Paper ashes fly into white butterflies, and tears and blood turn into red cuckoos.
The fox sleeps on the grave at sunset, and the children return home at night in front of the laughing lamp. If there is wine in life, you must be drunk. Never does a drop of it reach Jiuquan.