What I want is the kind of poem that is more poetic and longer.

day of mourning

(Tang) Du Mu

During the Qingming Festival, there are many rains, and pedestrians on the road want to die.

Ask local people where to buy wine? The shepherd boy pointed to Xinghua Village.

Cold food is on the road.

(Tang) Song Wenzhi

Cold food will be served immediately, and it is late spring on the way.

I pity Jiang, but I don'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 drink and snack

(Tang) Han Yi

Flowers are flying everywhere in the spring city, and the east wind is cold and the willows are oblique.

At dusk, candles were passed in the Han Palace, and light smoke was scattered into the Hall of the Five Emperors.

The door is that thing

(Tang)

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.

day of mourning

(Song) Wang Yuqiao

No flowers, no wine, crystal clear, and the taste is bleak like a wild monk.

Yesterday, the neighbor asked for a new fire, and the window was separated from the desk lamp by a layer.

Su Causeway's Qingming Festival is this thing.

(Song) Wu Weixin

Pears are in full bloom, and wanderers go out of town to find spring.

At dusk, the song is ready, and Wanliu is a warbler.

Cold food on the grave

(Song) Yang Wanli

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

The distant mountains are pale, and the broken houses are lonely beside the wheat.

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

Pear blossoms are cold food, only worrying about festivals.

Work in the suburbs

(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;

It's sunny and cloudless, so you might as well go swimming and don't forget to come back.

Send Chen Xiucai back to the grave in Saskatchewan.

(Ming) Gao Qi

Covered with blood, tears and dust, you can be sad when you go home after 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.

"Qingjiang leads Qingming Day Tour"

(Ming) Wang Pan

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

Green fields and sunny roads.

Ma Si hissed through the willows, and people laughed on the swings.

Yinger always teaches Chun to get drunk.

The door is that thing

(Tang)

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.

day of mourning

(Song) Wang Yuqiao

No flowers, no wine, crystal clear, and the taste is bleak like a wild monk.

Yesterday, the neighbor asked for a new fire, and the window was separated from the desk lamp by a layer.

Su Causeway's Qingming Festival is this thing.

(Song) Wu Weixin

Pears are in full bloom, and wanderers go out of town to find spring.

At dusk, the song is ready, and Wanliu is a warbler.

Cold food on the grave

(Song) Yang Wanli

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

The distant mountains are pale, and the broken houses are lonely beside the wheat.

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

Pear blossoms are cold food, only worrying about festivals.

Work in the suburbs

(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;

It's sunny and cloudless, so you might as well go swimming and don't forget to come back.

Send Chen Xiucai back to the grave in Saskatchewan.

(Ming) Gao Qi

Covered with blood, tears and dust, you can be sad when you go home after 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.

"Qingjiang leads Qingming Day Tour"

(Ming) Wang Pan

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

Green fields and sunny roads.

Horses wear willow hiss, and people laugh on the swing.

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self-sacrifice

Only Ding Mao is old, and there is no shooting in law. It was a long cold night, the atmosphere was bleak, the geese were in the constellation, and the plants were yellow. Tao Zi will resign from the Anti-bank Pavilion and return to his home forever. Therefore, he is sad for his ancestors. Tonight, he is walking with his ancestors. He was ashamed to cook well, so he suggested making it clear. My face is dead, and my listening is getting colder and colder. Alas! Vast and awesome, it is the life of all things, and the rest are people. As I am a human being, I have bad luck. I have run out of spoons many times and I am tired in winter. I am happy with Gu, singing and singing. I am Chai Men. I am busy in the morning, and I am busy in the garden, carrying seeds. I live a poor life, drinking and writing poems. I know my luck in knowledge life, but I can't care about my family. I can live a long life without hatred. I'm obsessed with fat, and I'm in love with Xi! As summer and winter get worse, death is different. The marriage outside comes in the morning, the good friends rush at night, and they are buried in the wild to calm the soul. When I went, I rustled at the entrance of the tomb. I was ashamed of Steven Song and laughed at my grandson's frugality. My silhouette was gone. I am far away, I don't seal it, and the sun and the moon have passed. What is more important? It's really hard to live. What about to die? Alas! (Tao Yuanming