An outdated festival (Qingming Festival) that started one or two days ago in Tomb-Sweeping Day, when only cold food is served for three days.
Yi Han
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.
At dusk, the Han officials issued candles, and light smoke was scattered into the Wuhou mansion.
In Chang 'an in late spring, catkins are flying all over the sky, and the wind of the Cold Food Festival is blowing the branches of the imperial garden. When night fell, the palace was busy distributing candles, and smoke poured into the homes of princes and nobles.
Appreciation: this poem only pays attention to the description of cold food scenes, and does not involve any comments. The first sentence shows the charming scenery of Chang 'an in the Cold Food Festival. Calling Chang 'an in spring "Spring City" is not only novel in language, but also full of aesthetic feeling. Moreover, both words have Yin Pingyang's tone sandhi, which is harmonious and pleasing to the ear. Wherever they go, "flying flowers" not only depict colorful spring, but also accurately show the scene of cold food in late spring.
If one or two sentences are a general description of the cold food scenery in Chang 'an, then three or four sentences are special scenes in this general scene. Couplet scenes have a period of time, one is written during the day, the other is written at night, and "sunset" is the turning point. Fire is forbidden in cold food festivals all over the world, with the exception of "burning candles in Teqi Street" (Yuan Zhen's Lianchang Palace Ci). In addition to the palace, your attendants can also get this favor. This is the case with the sentence "Sunset", and it is also an image. Writing the word "pass" to the fire not only means dynamic, but also means giving one by one, which shows that the feudal hierarchy is strict. The word "light smoke scattered" vividly depicts a picture of China officials passing candles on horseback. Although I didn't write about a horse or a person, the faint smoke curled up, telling all the news, making people smell the smell of candle smoke and hear the sound of hooves, as if they were living on earth.