The Riverside Scene at Qingming Festival Author: (Tang) Bai Juyi
At night in Tomb-Sweeping Day, the breeze is blowing gently and the moonlight is hazy. The railing made of jasper and the wall made of red bricks are the residence of the governor.
Walking alone in a roundabout song, I can't hear the sound of flowers.
(Tang) Du Mu's Qingming
A drizzling rain falls like tears on the Mourning Day; The mourner's heart is going to break on his way.
Ask local people where to buy wine? The shepherd boy just laughed and didn't answer Xingshan Village.
"Lin 'an Spring Rain" Author: (Song) Lu You
For years, the taste of this world was as thin as gauze. Who will be the rider in Beijing?
Living in a small building and listening to the falling spring rain, you will hear the sound of selling apricots in the depths of the alley early in the morning.
Slowly spread out small pieces of paper sideways, every word is organized, carefully boil water and tea under the sun window, skim it and try to taste famous tea.
Oh, don't sigh that the dust in Kyoto will stain the white clothes, and there is still time to return to the mirror house in Lake Ubak.
(Song) Ouyang Xiu's "Picking Mulberries"
During the Qingming Festival, the West Lake is good and prosperous everywhere.
Who's fighting for the road? Green willow and Zhu wheel along.
Tourists will go at dusk and wake up drunk and noisy.
This road became a bank until the city head was always full of flowers.
The Riverside Scene at Qingming Festival Author: (Tang) Liu Changqing
After the scenery is clear, Yunshan is in sight.
Flowers bloom like the old days, and new smoke comes from thousands of wells.
There is no clearing in the grass, and the river flows to the sky.
Where is Chang 'an? Point to the sunset. ?