Tomb-Sweeping Day's poems about flowers.

1. Tomb-Sweeping Day's poems on flowers.

Tomb-Sweeping Day's poem about flowers is 1. Poems with clear flowers.

A drizzling rain falls like tears on the Mourning Day; The mourner's heart is going to break on his way.

-Du Mu's "Qingming" Cold food in the Ming Dynasty is another spring. -Gu Taiqing's "The Day Before Qingming, Linjiang Xianzhi Haitang" Where is the restaurant? The shepherd boy just laughed and didn't answer Xingshan Village.

-Du Mu's "Qingming" Spring City is full of flowers, and the cold food is easterly and slanting. -Han Yi's "Cold Food" When the Swallow came to Xinhua News Agency, after the Qingming Festival in pear flower falls.

-Yan Shu's "Spring Scene" At dusk, candles were passed in the Han Palace, and light smoke was scattered into Wuhou's home. -Han Yi's "Cold Food" Spring boat sits in the sky, and the old flowers are like fog.

-Du Fu's "Small Cold Food in the Boat" is a cold spring day. -Li Qingzhao's "Huanxi Shadan as a Cold Spring Food Day" pear blossoms are flourishing, and wanderers are out of the city in the spring.

-Wu Weixin's "Su Causeway Qingming is a Thing" The moonlight in the atrium is clear, and countless flowers have been spent without a shadow. -Zhang Xian's "Yulan Mao Yi Xing Wu Cold Food" is full of gossamer catkins. When the apricot blossoms, it will be sunny and rainy for a while.

-Feng Yansi's "Magpie Stepping on the Qingming Festival" is clear without flowers and wine, and its interest is bleak like a wild monk. -Wang Yucheng's "The Riverside Scene at Qingming Festival" listens to the wind and rain.

-Wu Wenying's "Let the wind disperse, listen to the wind and listen to the rain" Plain clothes don't sigh, but it's still sunny when they go home. -Lu You's "Lin 'an Spring Rain Begins" immediately encountered cold food, and it was another late spring.

—— Song's "On the way to cold food: Send Huangmei Linjiang Post" laughs at Qingming Festival, and Noda's 7A68696416FE789888E698331331326238 is only sad. -Huang Tingjian's "Qingming" has many tombs in the north and south hills, and the Qingming sacrifices are different.

-Gao Zhu's "The Riverside Scene at Qingming Festival" is six songs leaning against green trees, and the willow wind is light and golden. -Feng Yansi's "Magpie Stepping on the Qingming Festival".

2. Complete Poems of Plum Blossoms in Qingming Festival.

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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.

Cold food is on the road.

Tangsong wenzhi

It's already on the way to late spring when I meet cold food immediately.

Poor Jiang, I can't see Luo Qiao people.

The Arctic cherishes the sage, and Nanwa is the vassal.

In the old garden, wicker is new day and night.

An outdated festival (Qingming Festival) that started one or two days ago in Tomb-Sweeping Day, when only cold food is served for three days.

Tang Han 'ao

In late spring, Chang 'an city is full of songs and dances, and countless flowers fall. The east wind of the Cold Food Festival blows on the willow trees in the royal garden.

As night fell, the palace was busy lighting candles, and smoke drifted to the house of the prince and the marquis.

The door is that thing.

Tang zhangji

The tiller loves the boat, and the spring grass is green and the fields are vast;

Try going to the Wumen Gate to see the county Guo, there is new smoke in Qingming.

Ouyang Xiu, one of the "Eight Masters of Tang and Song Dynasties", also left a famous sentence describing Tomb-Sweeping Day for later generations: When the spring in the south reaches the halfway point, the wind and the smell of Ma Si. Green plums are like beans and eyebrows, and butterflies fly every day.

Qingming Festival

Huang Songting Jian

Peach and plum laugh at the festival, and Noda's wasteland is sad.

Thunder stung dragons and snakes, and the original vegetation in the suburbs was soft after the rain. "

Qingming Festival

Wang Song Yuqiao

I have lived in Tomb-Sweeping Day without flowers and wine. Like a monk in a temple, everything is depressing and lonely for me.

Yesterday, I discussed new kindling from my neighbor's house, and early in Tomb-Sweeping Day, I lit in front of the window and sat down to study.

Su Causeway is a tomb-sweeping day.

Wu Song prestige

Pears bloom in the light, and wanderers go out of the city in spring.

At dusk, the songs are ready, and the willows belong to a warbler.

Cold food on the middle school

Song Yang Wanli

Go straight to your husband! Can this bridge be out of danger?

The maple leaves in the distant mountains are pale outside, and the broken houses are beside the lonely wheat.

The spring breeze is coming again, and all the new buildings are gone.

Pear blossoms are cold food, and it is only when you enter the festival that you are worried.

Doing things in the suburbs is doing things.

Song Cheng Hao

Grass and green fields, spring around the mountains;

Zhu Xing Luan Hong wears Liuxiang, but sits in the imperial city because of flowing water;

Don't bid farewell to wine, lest the wind turn red;

Besides, it's Tomb-Sweeping Day today, and it's met with fine weather. It's very suitable for sightseeing, but you can't leave.

Send Chen Xiucai back to the tomb of Shangshan Province.

Song Gao Qi

All the clothes are covered with blood, tears and dust. Although the war is over now, I will feel sad when I return home.

In the storm, pear flower falls died, and the Cold Food Festival passed. In Tomb-Sweeping Day, several families will visit graves and be worshipped by future generations.

One-day Qingming Tour in Jiangyin, Qing Dynasty

Wang Ming Pan

Where is the non-smoking section in the west building?

Green fields and sunny roads.

Ma Si hissed through the willows,

Chinese plum

Suddenly, the fragrance of the night was scattered like a dry spring in Wan Li. The flowers are full of wind, and the snow drifts all over the four mountains. Just because I misunderstood Lin Hejing, I let the poet say this sentence. The early plum blossoms are on the high branches, looking at the blue sky from a distance. Plum blossoms in Saibei play strong flutes, and lyrics in Guihua Mountain in Huainan. Plum blossoms break before, but more after. The plum blossoms on the roadside are full, standing tall and beautiful; The season is open and there is a strong fragrance. I have seen cold plum hair and heard birds singing.

People are laughing on the swing,

Yinger always teaches Chun to get drunk.

Han mei's ci

Frost and plum first tear down the top branches of the ridge and freeze thousands of flowers.

Keep the taste of soup and let him be bullied by the snow.

3. What are the poems related to lotus flowers in Tomb-Sweeping Day?

Tomb-Sweeping Day's ancient poems are as follows: 1, Qingming song, festival, Qingming peach and plum laugh, Noda wasteland only gives birth to sorrow.

Thunder stung dragons and snakes, and the original vegetation in the suburbs was soft after the rain. It's unfair for people to sacrifice my arrogant concubine and wife, but it's unfair to burn them.

A clever fool has known who it is for thousands of years, and his eyes are full of chrysanthemum. 2. "Qingming Festival" In the Song Dynasty, Wang Yucheng lived a Qingming Festival without flowers and wine, and the taste was as bleak as a wild monk.

Yesterday, I discussed new kindling from my neighbor's house, and early in Tomb-Sweeping Day, I lit in front of the window and sat down to study. 3. Tomb-Sweeping Day, Jiusong Gaozhu, Nanbei Mountain, and many graveyard fields are different from Tomb-Sweeping Day.

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. 4. The fun of Lin 'an Spring Rain in the early Song Dynasty and Lu You is as thin as a yarn, who makes the rider Jinghua?

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. 5. Remembering the age of youth and the age of Song Cao group, the age of youth and the age of spring scenery.

Qingming is near, and heaven remains our neighbourhood. It's hard to get back the time after reading it.

Think about the past and be happy. I hate being speechless when boarding the plane, and I took a dark photo.

6. Magnolia is slow, and tung flowers are bright. In the song dynasty, tung blossoms were torn apart, and it was raining. Apricots are watering the forest, peaches are embroidered in the wild, and the scenery is like a screen.

Temptation. Try your best to win, and suddenly carve the saddle out of the suburbs.

The wind is warm and the strings are crisp, and thousands of families compete to play new sounds. Yingying.

Go for a walk and mow the grass. People are gorgeous and likable.

I often go to the roadside, leaving my hair behind, and the pearls are vertical and horizontal. Love.

For Jalidi, the trust in gold has been exhausted. You will never be able to fight the Ming Dynasty.

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4. Ancient poems about Tomb-Sweeping Day

Qingming Tang du mu

A drizzling rain falls like tears on the Mourning Day; The mourner's heart is going to break on his way.

Excuse me, where is the restaurant? The shepherd boy pointed to Xinghua Village.

Han Shi Li

In late spring, Chang 'an city is full of songs and dances, and countless flowers fall. The east wind of the Cold Food Festival blows on the willow trees in the royal garden.

As night fell, the palace was busy lighting candles, and smoke drifted to the house of the prince and the marquis.

A little cold dish will make Tang Du Fu on the boat.

In the cold wind, there is hardly a bite of rice, sitting on the ground, sitting on the ground, the crow is old, sewed many times, and wears a brown hat on his head.

Spring water, rivers, so floating on the boat is like sitting in the clouds; My body is getting weaker and my eyesight is dim. Looking at the flowers on the shore is like a mist.

The listless curtains saw butterflies flying by; Seagulls skimmed over the rapids.

Standing in the direction of Tanzhou, looking north, looking straight at Chang 'an, the sky is like a white cloud, and there is a van parked there, suddenly worried.

Huan Xi Sha Dan Dang Chun Guang Cold Food Song Tian Li Qingzhao

Cold food in spring, heavy smoke in jade stove lingering. Dream back to the mountain to hide flowers.

Haiyan will mow the grass in the future, and Jiang Mei has sown catkin cotton. Wet the swing at dusk.

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About Tomb-Sweeping Day, there are 20 ancient poems and sentences about the beautiful scenery in spring.

Not as good as a bird in the forest; Try going to Wumen to peek at the Qingming Night in the county town of Guo. In the Tang Dynasty, Bai Juyi was windy, full of moon and bright night.

Look at China through the mirror, light willow and dark frost. Two years away from the grave, looking at Beishan in the distance, there are new cigarettes in Qingming. People are worried and their interest is as dim as that of a wild monk.

Every child will cry; Don't say goodbye to a glass of wine. Yesterday, the neighbors asked for a new fire, listening to the strings and watching the flowers in the dark.

I only hate Ai Yan. Work in the Outskirts (Song Dynasty) Cheng Hao acted wildly and uninhibited.

Walk around the cloister alone and have a rest. Tourists remember peaceful events, they are filled with wormwood, and drivers promote evening dresses.

Flowers are as old as before. The North Pole is wise.

It's morbid to remember my brother, Tang Wei Wu Ying's cold food recipe in Qingming Festival. Pears eat cold food.

Widows and young children should eat cold food, lest the wind turn red, and the window is separated from the desk lamp, and the scenery is as before. It's also sad to go home after the chaos. Every well will emit new smoke. Qingming-Tang Yinchang Qingming in late spring, next to the broken house and lonely wheat.

The thunder stung the dragon snake. The kitchen has become a new fire, and I shed tears when I look at Jiangling. The river is far away, not just for the Ming Dynasty.

The pear blossoms in the rain are cold, and Nanxuan is a courtier. Shen Ming is ashamed of the past, and the green reflects the painting.

Describing Tomb-Sweeping Day's third poem "Cold Food on the Way" (Tang Dynasty), the Song Dynasty immediately encountered cold food, and several descendants came from the grave, and in the spring, they entered the secluded garden in the mountains. Apricot flowers are suspicious and want to be accompanied by people's worries. They raise their glasses and talk about their hometown. They divide reading lamps at the window. The sound of cars on the road is near, and sitting in the imperial city is also because of running water.

Flirt with new flames and point to the edge of the sunset; On condition that it is sunny. There are no Luo Qiao people in the heartbroken land of my hometown.

Smart fools have known who it is for thousands of years. Today, when I handed in the points, I also prepared for a rainy day. I moved Joe and feather, the warbler flew and the butterfly played, and the tung flower made me sad all day. Finally, I miss the old county and wish to burn and die.

On Qingming Day, Deng Rui's second son was sent back to his hometown, and Dai Shulun's bell and drum left that day. You might as well go home. The second poem about Tomb-Sweeping Day's cold food-Tang Mengyunqing's Flowers Blooming in the South of the Yangtze River in February; Zhu Xing is in a state of chaos, and it's a glorious year.

People who beg sacrifices from Yu's arrogant concubine and wife are as boring as wild monks. "Qingming" (Song) Wang Yuqiao lived a Qingming without flowers and wine! Bridge danger can be avoided.

Apricot porridge is still delicious, fragrant grass is more sandy, cold food elsewhere is far from sad, and Yunshan is above me. "Back to the Tomb of Shashang Province" (Ming) Gao Qi's blood and tears, the elm soup has been slightly fried, the feast will hinder friends from knowing, and the wicker will be new day and night.

Qingming is one thing-in Tang Meng's The Emperor, Qingming is emphasized. Poor people often have no fireworks.

The fourth poem of Tomb-Sweeping Day-Tomb-Sweeping Day of Song and Huang Tingjian. Flowers fall and grass grow.

"The door is a thing" (Tang) Zhang Jigeng's husband loves boats. Sitting in the empty hall, thinking of each other, only worrying about festivals, spring grass and green fields.

Poor King Jiangpu, Qian Xin is old, fireworks are full of Qingchuan, and the wilderness of Noda is only sad. Fleas in Qingming Village of Chang 'an are rainy days that hurt spring dreams.

Yesterday, my neighbor begged for a new fire. On the Tomb of Cold Food (Song Dynasty) Yang Wanli went straight to her husband.

At the beginning, the official gave me a clear fire, and it was late spring on the way. There is no clearing on the grass.

The purple stranger screamed. Where is Chang 'an?

The grass is full of spring breeze, and the original grass and trees in the suburbs are beaten soft by rain. Seagulls seem to keep up with the development of physics.

Jiang Huaiyou, a Qingming Japanese song-Tang Luoyin Jun, Tian Su is an old tour. After Tomb-Sweeping Day, I went to the city to look out-after Tomb-Sweeping Day in Liu Changqing in the Tang Dynasty, I spent a lot of money on leisure.

Qingming-Song Wangyu lived a Qingming without flowers and wine, and a bright future was another village. The maple leaves in the distant mountains are pale outside, and the red porch is made of blue bricks.

6. Tomb-Sweeping Day's poems and ancient poems

"Qingming" (Tang) During the Qingming Festival, there were many rains, and pedestrians on the road wanted to break their souls.

Ask local people where to buy wine? The shepherd boy just laughed and didn't answer Xingshan Village. "Cold Food on the Road" (Tang) Song immediately met cold food, and it was late spring on the road.

Poor Jiang, I can't see Luo Qiao people. The Arctic cherishes the sage, and Nanwa is the vassal.

In the old garden, wicker is new day and night. "Cold Food" (Tang) Han Yichun City is full of flowers, and the cold food records the east wind and willows.

As night fell, the palace was busy lighting candles, and smoke drifted to the house of the prince and the marquis. "The door is a thing" (Tang) Zhang Fuzhao loves boats, 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.

"Qingming" (Song) Wang Yuqiao lived a Qingming without flowers and wine, and his interest was as bleak as a wild monk. Yesterday, I discussed new kindling from my neighbor's house, and early in Tomb-Sweeping Day, I lit in front of the window and sat down to study.

"Su Causeway Qingming is a thing" (Song) Wu Weixin pear blossoms are in Qingming, and wanderers are out of town looking for spring. At dusk, the songs are ready, and the willows belong to a warbler.

On the Tomb of Cold Food (Song) What is the father of Yang Wanli! Can this bridge be out of danger? The maple leaves in the distant mountains are pale outside, and the broken houses are beside the lonely wheat. The spring breeze is coming again, and all the new buildings are gone.

Pear blossoms are cold food, and it is only when you enter the festival that you are worried. "Things are in the suburbs" (Song) Cheng Yi grass green fields wantonly, spring into the surrounding mountains and rivers; Zhu Xing Luan Hong wears Liuxiang, but sits in the imperial city because of flowing water; Don't bid farewell to wine, lest the wind turn red; Besides, it's Tomb-Sweeping Day today, and it's met with fine weather. It's very suitable for sightseeing, but you can't leave.

"Send Chen Xiucai back to the Tomb of Shashang Province" (Ming) Gao Qi's face was covered with blood and tears, and he was sad to go home after the chaos. In the storm, pear flower falls died, and the Cold Food Festival passed. In Tomb-Sweeping Day, several families will visit graves and be worshipped by future generations. "Clear River Leads Qingming Day" (Ming) Wang Pan asked the West Building where smoking was good. Green fields and sunny roads.

In the willows of Ma Si, people laugh and swing, and the sound of warblers always makes Chunzui drunk. "The Riverside Scene at Qingming Festival" Tang Bai Juyi was a historian of the blue bricks in Hongxuan.

Walking alone in a roundabout song, I can't hear the sound of flowers. "Qingming sends Deng Rui's second son back to his hometown" Tang Dai Shulun's bells and drums go away, and the car only promotes evening wear.

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. Look at the city after Qingming Festival —— After Qingming Festival by Liu Changqing in Tang Dynasty, before Yunshan Mountain.

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. On Qingming Day, I'm going to visit Qujiang-Luo Tang, Yin Jun and Tian Su are old friends, so I have to prepare to redeem points.

For two years, I have been isolated from the grave and have a sad face all day. Seagulls seem to be able to keep up with physics, while apricot flowers are suspicious and accompanied by people's worries.

Widows and young children should eat cold food and look at Jiangling with tears. On Tomb-Sweeping Day's second poem "Cold Food"-Tang Mengyunqing In February, there were many flowers in the south of the Yangtze River, and the cold food in other places was far from sad.

Poor people often don't have fireworks, not only in the Ming Dynasty. "Qingming is a matter" —— Tang Menghao emphasized Qingming in The Emperor, and people were worried.

The carriage creaked on the road, and the outskirts of Liucheng were lush. Flowers bloom, grass grows and birds fly in pairs.

Sitting in the empty lobby, reminiscing about the past, drinking tea instead of drinking. Tomb-Sweeping Day —— In the late spring and Qingming period, the Sun of the Tang Dynasty looked down at the mountains in the north.

Flirting opens a new flame with a fire, and tung flowers make old branches. Shen Ming was ashamed of the past and kept the banquet secret from his friends.

Not as good as a bird in the forest, moving Joe and feathers. The Riverside Scene at Qingming Festival —— The cold food recipe of Wei in Tang Dynasty was ill and relaxed.

Finally, I miss the county seat, and fireworks filled Qingchuan. Apricot porridge is still delicious, and elm soup has been slightly fried.

I just hate being a good girl, kissing my face and spending this glorious year. Chang 'an Qingming Festival —— Fleas in Wei Zhuang in the Tang Dynasty were rainy days that hurt spring dreams, but the grass was more sandy.

At the beginning, the official gave me a clear fire, and I was given a free share of the money. The purple stranger is screaming and screaming, and the green poplar is drawing a swing.

Tourists think of the peace incident and feel glad that the scenery is as good as before. Describing Tomb-Sweeping Day's third poem "Cold Food on the Road" (Tang Dynasty), Song immediately met cold food, and it was on the road in late spring.

Poor Jiang, I can't see Luo Qiao people. The Arctic cherishes the sage, and Nanwa is the vassal.

In the old garden, wicker is new day and night. "The door is a thing" (Tang) Zhang Fuzhao loves boats, 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.

"Qingming" (Song) Wang Yuqiao lived a Qingming without flowers and wine, and his interest was as bleak as a wild monk. Yesterday, I discussed new kindling from my neighbor's house, and early in Tomb-Sweeping Day, I lit in front of the window and sat down to study.

On the Tomb of Cold Food (Song) What is the father of Yang Wanli! Can this bridge be out of danger? The maple leaves in the distant mountains are pale outside, and the broken houses are beside the lonely wheat. The spring breeze is coming again, and all the new buildings are gone.

Pear blossoms are cold food, and it is only when you enter the festival that you are worried. "Things are in the suburbs" (Song) Cheng Yi grass green fields wantonly, spring into the surrounding mountains and rivers; Zhu Xing Luan Hong wears Liuxiang, but sits in the imperial city because of flowing water; Don't bid farewell to wine, lest the wind turn red; Besides, it's Tomb-Sweeping Day today, and it's met with fine weather. It's very suitable for sightseeing, but you can't leave.

In the fourth poem describing Tomb-Sweeping Day, Tomb-Sweeping Day-Song, Huang, Ting Jian and Tomb-Sweeping Day laughed at peaches and plums, while Noda's wasteland was only sad. Thunder stung dragons and snakes, and the original vegetation in the suburbs was soft after the rain.

People beg to sacrifice my arrogant concubine, but people are willing to burn to death. A clever fool has known who it is for thousands of years, and his eyes are full of chrysanthemum.

Tomb-Sweeping Day-Song lived in Tomb-Sweeping Day without flowers and wine, and the taste was as bleak as a wild monk. Yesterday, I discussed new kindling from my neighbor's house, and early in Tomb-Sweeping Day, I lit in front of the window and sat down to study.

"Send Chen Xiucai back to the Tomb of Shashang Province" (Ming) Gao Qi's face was covered with blood and tears, and he was sad to go home after the chaos. In the storm, pear flower falls died, and the Cold Food Festival passed. In Tomb-Sweeping Day, several families will visit graves and be worshipped by future generations. The fifth poem about Tomb-Sweeping Day Wang Yucheng's poem Qingming: No flowers and no wine lead to Qingming, and the taste is bleak like a wild monk.

Yesterday, I discussed new kindling from my neighbor's house, and early in Tomb-Sweeping Day, I lit in front of the window and sat down to study. The whole poem uses ten rhymes, and the first sentence borrows eight rhymes.

Therefore, steaming is listed in the front together with Geng Qing. "Cold Food on the Road" (Tang) Song immediately met cold food, and it was late spring on the road.

Poor Jiang, I can't see Luo Qiao people. The Arctic cherishes the sage, and Nanwa is the vassal.

In the old garden, wicker is new day and night. "Cold Food" (Tang) Han Yichun City is full of flowers, and the cold food records the east wind and willows.

As night fell, the palace was busy lighting candles, and smoke drifted to the house of the prince and the marquis. On the Tomb of Cold Food (Song) What is the father of Yang Wanli! Can this bridge be out of danger? The maple leaves in the distant mountains are pale outside, and the broken houses are beside the lonely wheat.

The spring breeze is coming again, and all the new buildings are gone. Pear blossoms are cold food, and it is only when you enter the festival that you are worried.

"The door is a thing" (Tang) Zhang Fuzhao loves boats, 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. "Su Causeway Qingming is a thing" (Song) Wu Weixin pear blossoms are in Qingming, and wanderers are out of town looking for spring.

At dusk, the songs are ready, and the willows belong to a warbler. "Doing things in the suburbs" (Song Dynasty) Cheng Hao Fiona Fang acted wildly and entered the surrounding mountains in spring; I am very drunk, because I sit in running water and drink a glass of wine, lest the wind and flowers fly; Besides, it's Tomb-Sweeping Day today, and it's met with fine weather. It's very suitable for sightseeing, but you can't leave.

"Send Chen Xiucai back to the Tomb of Shashang Province" (Ming) Gao Qi is full of blood and tears, and can return to his hometown after the chaos.

7. Ancient poems about Qingming

"Qingming" (Tang) During the Qingming Festival, there were many rains, and pedestrians on the road wanted to break their souls.

Ask local people where to buy wine? The shepherd boy just laughed and didn't answer Xingshan Village. "Cold Food on the Road" (Tang) Song immediately met cold food, and it was late spring on the road.

Poor Jiang, I can't see Luo Qiao people. The Arctic cherishes the sage, and Nanwa is the vassal.

In the old garden, wicker is new day and night. "Cold Food" (Tang) Han Yichun City is full of flowers, and the cold food records the east wind and willows.

As night fell, the palace was busy lighting candles, and smoke drifted to the house of the prince and the marquis. "The door is a thing" (Tang) Zhang Fuzhao loves boats, 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.

"Qingming" (Song) Wang Yuqiao lived a Qingming without flowers and wine, and his interest was as bleak as a wild monk. Yesterday, I discussed new kindling from my neighbor's house, and early in Tomb-Sweeping Day, I lit in front of the window and sat down to study.

"The Qingming Festival in Su Causeway is a Thing" (Song Dynasty) Wu Weixin's pear blossoms are in full bloom, and the wanderer is half out of the city looking for spring. At dusk, the songs are ready, and the willows belong to a warbler.

On the Tomb of Cold Food (Song) What is the father of Yang Wanli! Can this bridge be out of danger? The maple leaves in the distant mountains are pale outside, and the broken houses are beside the lonely wheat. The spring breeze is coming again, and all the new buildings are gone.

Pear blossoms are cold food, and it is only when you enter the festival that you are worried. "Things are in the suburbs" (Song) Cheng Yi grass green fields wantonly, spring into the surrounding mountains and rivers; Zhu Xing Luan Hong wears Liuxiang, but sits in the imperial city because of flowing water; Don't bid farewell to wine, lest the wind turn red; Besides, it's Tomb-Sweeping Day today, and it's met with fine weather. It's very suitable for sightseeing, but you can't leave.

"Send Chen Xiucai back to the Tomb of Shashang Province" (Ming) Gao Qi's face was covered with blood and tears, and he was sad to go home after the chaos. In the storm, pear flower falls died, and the Cold Food Festival passed. In Tomb-Sweeping Day, several families will visit graves and be worshipped by future generations. "Clear River Leads Qingming Day" (Ming) Wang Pan asked the West Building where smoking was good. Green fields and sunny roads.

In the willows of Ma Si, people laugh and swing, and the sound of warblers always makes Chunzui drunk.

8. What are Tomb-Sweeping Day's ancient poems?

"Qingming" (Tang) During the Qingming Festival, there were many rains, and pedestrians on the road wanted to break their souls.

Ask local people where to buy wine? The shepherd boy just laughed and didn't answer Xingshan Village. The most famous poem about the custom of cold food in Tomb-Sweeping Day is Cold Food (Tang Dynasty). There are flowers everywhere in the spring city of Hanyi, and the willow branches in the east wind are inclined to eat cold food.

As night fell, the palace was busy lighting candles, and smoke drifted to the house of the prince and the marquis. One of the poems describing Tomb-Sweeping Day: "The Riverside Scene at Qingming Festival" Tang Bai Juyi was a historian of blue bricks in Hongxuan.

Walking alone in a roundabout song, I can't hear the sound of flowers. "Qingming sends Deng Rui's second son back to his hometown" Tang Dai Shulun's bells and drums go away, and the car only promotes evening wear.

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. After the Qingming Festival in Liu Changqing in the Tang Dynasty, Yunshan was above me.

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. Luo Tang, Yin Jun and Tian Su are all old swimmers, so I have to prepare.

For two years, I have been isolated from the grave and have a sad face all day. Seagulls seem to be able to keep up with physics, while apricot flowers are suspicious and accompanied by people's worries.

Widows and young children should eat cold food and look at Jiangling with tears. "Cold Food" Tang Meng Yunqing In February, the south of the Yangtze River was full of flowers, and the cold food in other places was far from sad.

Poor people often don't have fireworks, not only in the Ming Dynasty. "The Riverside Scene at Qingming Festival" Tang Meng boldly emphasized Qingming in "Emperor Wu of the Han Dynasty", and the people were worried.

The carriage creaked on the road, and the outskirts of Liucheng were lush. Flowers bloom, grass grows and birds fly in pairs.

Sitting in the empty lobby, reminiscing about the past, drinking tea instead of drinking. "Things are in the suburbs" (Song) Cheng Yi grass green fields wantonly, spring into the surrounding mountains and rivers; Zhu Xing Luan Hong wears Liuxiang, but sits in the imperial city because of flowing water; Don't bid farewell to wine, lest the wind turn red; Besides, it's Tomb-Sweeping Day today, and it's met with fine weather. It's very suitable for sightseeing, but you can't leave.

"Send Chen Xiucai back to the Tomb of Shashang Province" (Ming) Gao Qi's face was covered with blood and tears, and he was sad to go home after the chaos. In the storm, pear flower falls died, and the Cold Food Festival passed. In Tomb-Sweeping Day, several families will visit graves and be worshipped by future generations. "Clear River Leads Qingming Day" (Ming) Wang Pan asked the West Building where smoking was good. Green fields and sunny roads.

In the willows of Ma Si, people laugh and swing, and the sound of warblers always makes Chunzui drunk. .