Compared with Tomb-Sweeping Day, there are still many ancient poems.

1, "Tomb-Sweeping Day cold food goes to Wangmen early", and tourists rush to Liangdi early in the morning and enter Taichu. The locust smoke disappears at dawn, and the elm fire should bloom in spring. The sun shines on the sunny rainbow, and the flowers come with the early butterflies. Riding in glory, blowing light ash.

2, "The door is a thing" The tiller loves the boat, and the spring grass is green and boundless; Try going to the Wumen Gate to see the county Guo, there is new smoke in Qingming.

3, "Cold Food" Spring City is full of flowers, and the cold food Dongfeng Liu Yu is oblique. As night fell, the palace was busy lighting candles, and smoke drifted to the house of the prince and the marquis.

4. "Qingming sends Deng Ruier's son back to his hometown" bells and drums are ringing all over the sky, and drivers are selling evening dresses. The kitchen has become a new fire, and the willows are dark and frosted. Look at China through the mirror and talk about your hometown with a cup. Every time I feel my child's tears, I will touch my clothes today.