1, Qingming, Du Mu [Dynasty] Tang
Mourning day, drizzle like tears; Pedestrians on the road want to die. Ask local people where to buy wine? The shepherd boy just laughed and didn't answer Xingshan Village.
2, Qingming is Meng Haoran [dynasty] Tang.
Beijing is the annual Tomb-Sweeping Day, and people naturally begin to feel sad and nostalgic. The carriage creaked on the road, and the outskirts of Liucheng were lush.
Flowers fall on grass, and warblers' trousers judge butterflies. Sitting in the empty lobby, reminiscing about the past, drinking tea instead of drinking. "
3. Three sets of Qingming Yingzhi and Yong [Chao] Song.
At the beginning, I saw pear blossoms with jathyapple, and Haitang half contained morning rain. In Yuan Chun, I couldn't help crossing Qingmen, starting from Yugou and diving over Nanpu.
The east wind is quiet, and the willow is dark. Looking at the phoenix to open the sky, it is not smoke or fog. In good times, the ruling and opposition parties are more happy, full of wine and ink, and peaceful flute and drum.
At first glance, the warbler sounds intermittently and swallows fly around. Near the green water, the platform reflects the swing, the grass fights together, and two women swim. Hu Song Gai
4, Qingming II, Du Fu [Dynasty] Tang Dynasty
New fire and new smoke, a clean passenger ship, lakes and mountains, beautiful spring. Embroidering feathers makes him complacent. Beauty rides bamboo, but I miss it.
Finally, with the ending of Hutong, Chu women's waist is also poor. I can't see the old place of the city, but I still have Jiafu's well.
The mountains and forests in Zhong Ding are different in nature. Mud mash and coarse rice are my years. This body is swaying east and west, and its right arm is biased.
5, Qingming Japanese wine Gao Zhu, Du Fu [Chaoku sentenced to generation] Song
There are many tomb fields in the north and south hills, and the Qingming sweeps each other. Paper ashes fly into white butterflies, and tears are dyed into red azaleas.
When the sun goes down, the fox sleeps in front of the grave, and the children smile at the lights when the night returns. As long as you are alive, enjoy your wine and indulge yourself. In the grave after your death, you can't taste a drop.