Qingming poetry
Of the 24 solar terms in Qingming poem 1
The most fascinating is Qingming.
This day
Spring breeze caresses your face and willows are graceful.
I am under the caress of "blowing cold breeze"
Walking in the warm sunshine in spring.
Walk into nature and feel the beauty of spring
Look at the flowers and new leaves on the north bank of Weihe River.
In the artistic conception of "the shepherd boy refers to Xinghua Village"
Shuttle through the streets
Relive the magnificent scenery of the riverside scene in Qingming Festival.
This day
Can be like stars, full of rich chrysanthemums.
Wet paper money
With the younger generation's thoughts of old friends.
The voice and smile of the past are still in sight.
The reverberation of indoctrination
It's a pity that we can meet again in our dreams.
Tomb-Sweeping Day every year.
I always whisper to my father in heaven.
In recent years, changes in the motherland are changing with each passing day.
Anecdotes about the revival of ancient Chencang
Qingming, we snuggled up to our father.
Memories of the little things with my father.
Talking about lovesickness is parting.
Among the 24 solar terms
I like Qingming.
This day
We took our family to the countryside for an outing.
Away from the hustle and bustle
Looking at the beautiful branches of bauhinia, let go shyly.
Listen to the chirping of birds.
We are close to nature.
Flying mood
Ride a kite
Soar in the sky
Watch the egrets dancing in Jinwei Lake.
Enjoy the magnificent sights of civilized cities and garden cities.
Qingming Poem 2 Tomb-Sweeping Day
Rain is rain, sunny is rain.
Sunny and rainy days
My heart is always wet.
Sometimes the humidity is too heavy.
It condenses in the eyes.
Disperse into a shower.
A thousand years of rain.
Wet Tang poetry and Song poetry
Make the rhyme clearer and the epigraph clearer.
Pingyun
in all ages
Early April
Rhododendrons light bonfires.
It's not just a candle at the grave.
Longer, this is an eternal encounter.
With people who have been to the grave.
Waiting for the annual
Candles and paper money
Just like I first attracted my children and grandchildren.
Cooking smoke and smiling face
Even if it rains this day
It's also spring.
Bugu victory
I just want to be a weed in the wind.
Whether it's bright spring or crisp autumn.
Rooted in the ground in front of the grave.
Or on a high grave.
Listen to Sanskrit from heaven.
Feel the heart rate and body temperature under the loess
Qingming poem 3 can't owe today,
You can't owe kindness and sympathy.
Poems and songs of the loving heart,
No euphemisms, no skills
No moaning without illness, moaning with illness.
Today, speak your mind,
As long as the soul is naked.
Even guilt, anxiety, pain
People, too. Save.
Undoubtedly, today, the world of mortals is categorically negative.
The sky is high and the clouds are light, and the ground is high and the clouds are light.
Even if it is windy and rainy,
Qingming is a Qingming world.
Today, the poem written is very clear.
Sing a clear song
Real cities pay tribute to ordinary people.
Those who have been poor all their lives,
A soul who knows his life.
Whether they are lucky or not, in heaven.
Or, unfortunately, in hell.
We are alive, facing the dead mortals,
But there's nothing I can do.
You can only communicate with a normal heart.
Yin and yang are interlinked.
Fortunately, we are not heroes,
The adulterer is destined to be human.
Qingming poem 4 Qingming wind
With gloomy cold
Blow up the pain of memory again
Clear rain is sad, sad.
Like grandma's sad tears.
The river that goes back in time is silent.
Topics related to the past and nostalgia
Crying in the storm of memory
Qing Ming Xiang Wen Tian
Bow to the grave
Piles of paper money
I can't change my grandma's smiling face.
Willow swaying in the wind and rain
Let tears and thoughts linger.
Qingming? A day full of tears and rain
Qingming? Crying and blessing for Memorial Day
Smoke curled up.
Floating into the empty blue sky
There is no disease in heaven.
There is no pain in heaven.
Grandma wishes you happiness in heaven.