1. Du Mu, the author of "Qingming", Tang Dynasty
It rains heavily during the Qingming Festival, and pedestrians on the road want to die.
May I ask where the restaurant is? The shepherd boy points to Xinghua Village in the distance. Vernacular interpretation:
Drizzle falls one after another during the Qingming Festival in the south of the Yangtze River, and all the travelers on the road are in despair.
May I ask the locals where to buy wine to drown their sorrows? The shepherd boy smiled and pointed to Xinghua Mountain Village in the distance.
2. Wang Yucheng, the author of "Qingming"? Song Dynasty
Spending Qingming without flowers and wine, the mood is as dull as a wild monk.
Yesterday the neighbor was begging for a new fire, and Xiao Chuang was given a reading lamp. Vernacular interpretation:
I am spending this Qingming Festival with no flowers to see and no wine to drink. Such a lonely and miserable life is like a monk in a deserted mountain temple. Everything means nothing to me. They all seemed very depressed and lonely.
Yesterday I got some fresh fire from my neighbor. Early in the morning of Qingming Festival, I lit a lamp in front of the window and sat down to read.
3. Gao Zhu, the author of "Wine Drinking on the Qingming Festival", lived in the Song Dynasty
There are many tombs on the mountains in the north and south, and Qingming festivals are held in different ways.
The ashes of paper fly into white butterflies, and the 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 reach the nine springs. Vernacular interpretation:
On the day of Tomb Sweeping Day, people everywhere in the south and north mountains are busy visiting graves and offering sacrifices.
The ashes of the burned paper were flying around like white butterflies, crying miserably, just like the cuckoo bird vomiting blood when it cries.
At dusk, the silent cemetery is desolate, except for the fox lying on the grave and sleeping. At night, the children returning from visiting the grave laugh happily in front of the lamp.
Therefore, if a person has wine while he is alive, he should drink it, and if he is blessed, he should enjoy it.
After a person dies, how can a drop of the wine that the children go to the grave to offer sacrifices flows to the underworld?
4. Cheng Hao, the author of "Walking in the Suburbs", was born in the Song Dynasty.
The green fields of Fangyuan are busy, and spring comes into the distant mountains and green surroundings.
Happiness rushes through the willow alley, and I sit on the moss rock near the running water.
Mo Ci drank a lot of wine and was afraid that the wind and flowers would fly away.
The weather is fine during the Qingming Festival, so you might as well travel without forgetting to return home. Vernacular meaning:
I was enjoying myself in the fields covered with fragrant grasses and flowers. I saw that spring had reached the distant mountains, and everything was green all around.
Catch the red petals flying in the wind with your enthusiasm, walking through the alleys with swaying willow silk; when you feel sleepy, sit on the moss-covered stones by the stream and rest in front of the flowing water.
Don’t refuse this glass of wine and live up to your very sincere invitation to drink. I’m just afraid that the wind will blow the flowers and scatter them one by one.
Besides, today is the Qingming Festival, and the weather is fine and sunny, which is perfect for fun, but don’t be happy and forget to return.
5. Wu Weixin, the author of "Qingming Festival at Su Di"? Song Dynasty
The pear blossoms are blowing in the wind during the Qingming Festival, and wanderers are half out of the city in search of spring.
At dusk, the music and songs are put away, and thousands of willows belong to the wandering orioles.
Vernacular definition: The shores of the West Lake are crowded with tourists amid the bright spring scenery and gentle breeze.
In the evening, the people outing on the lake have dispersed, and the music and singing have stopped. However, the West Lake is filled with orioles in thousands of trees, their songs are melodious, and the spring scenery remains the same. The West Lake during the Qingming Festival is described as a paradise on earth, so beautiful.