Tomb-Sweeping Day's poems?
Linjiang Xianzi-Tidal steps are green and dark. At dusk in March in Tingzhou, the flowers are quiet and the sails are closed. The flowers have begun to fade, there is no wind, and the sails are rolled up. Under the tall poplar trees, the boat leans to one side. The river is half a pole deep, which is conducive to navigation. The setting sun adds a melancholy to the wandering wanderer. When I was at Baqiao, I looked back and saw the beautiful woman still in the shutters. The clouds return to Chu Xia and fly to Yangzhou. Appreciation of Chao Ci
Jiang's Qingming Festival
On Qingming Day, the paper money was burned out, the cemetery floated, and the descendants screamed. The voice and appearance of ancestors jumped in the eyes of curtains. I thought I was young, naughty and playing hide and seek. Always teach your mouth to nag. Little bamboo stick, butt up. Cover it! Ow! I won't dare next time. The older generation works hard and the younger generation is good. The tree is tall, but who will water it?
Yuan Haowen Jiangchengzi
2. What are the eaves of Song Ci with the epigraph "Riverside Scene at Qingming Festival"? When you are drunk, your voice is charming and your hair is white.
The eldest son is weeding in the bean field on the east side of the stream, and the second son is busy knitting chicken cages. My favorite is my youngest son, who is lying in the grass, peeling the lotus just picked. -Xin Qiji's "Qingpingle Village Residence" in Southern Song Dynasty
The spring breeze is still there, and I am interested in willow trees. The scattered willow branches have yellow leaves, which are twisted in the sunny and bright weather.
Last year, I went to the Green Gate in Kyoto, but I can't see him tonight. I lost my soul. The haggard that ruined a lifetime. Just a few nights. -Song Chaobuzhi (one of the four bachelor's degrees in Su-men), Qingpingle.
Small print means business is average. The feeling that the swan goose is in the clouds and the fish is in the water is hard to come out.
The setting sun leans on the west wing alone, and the distant mountain is facing the curtain hook. People don't know where, but the green waves still flow eastward. -Song Yan Shu's "Qing Ping Le"
The golden wind is thin, and the leaves fall. Green wine is easy to get drunk at first taste, but a small window pillow sleeps deeply. Lagerstroemia speciosa Zhu Jin flowers, sunset wither. The silverscreen was slightly cold last night. -Song Yan Shu's "Qing Ping Le"
When I was a child, it snowed every year, and I often indulged in the enthusiasm of plums. Later, although the effect was in hand, I was not in a good mood to enjoy it. I could only rub it at will, but I got tears on my clothes.
I lived in a remote place when the plum blossoms were in bloom this year, and my ears were short and thin. Look at the plum blossom blown by the night wind, and it is probably hard to see its gorgeous. Qing Ping Le by Li Qingzhao in Southern Song Dynasty
The scenery is urgent, and Russia will be thirty in March. Cry if you want to be together.
Money who sends a message on spring night, the city head draws drums and knocks. I'm going to pay for it, and I'll be in Meishao early next year. Song Zhu Shu-zhen's Qing Ping Le
Smoke dew, let me live for a while. Hand in hand on the Lotus Lake Road, a moment of plum drizzle.
Simple and naive, not afraid of people guessing, clothes fell asleep. It's time to share, and then come to the makeup table. -Song Zhu Shu Zhen's "Qingping Le Xia You Hu"
3. The poems about Tomb-Sweeping Day are clear and clear.
(Tang) Du Mu
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.
The most famous poem about the custom of cold food in Tomb-Sweeping Day:
cold drink and snack
(Tang) Han Yi
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.
One of the poems about Tomb-Sweeping Day:
Qingming night
Tang Bai Juyi
At night in Tomb-Sweeping Day, the breeze is blowing gently and the moonlight is hazy. The railing made of jasper and the wall made of red bricks are the residence of the governor.
Walking alone in a roundabout song, I can't hear the sound of flowers.
Qingming sent Deng Rui's second son home.
4. Poem about Tomb-Sweeping Day: wyping0909.
(Tang) It rained a lot during the Qingming Festival in Du Mu, 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. A poem about Tomb-Sweeping Day and a poem about the custom of cold food in Tomb-Sweeping Day "Cold Food" (Tang Dynasty) Hanyi Spring City is full of flowers, and cold food is the east wind and willow branches. As night fell, the palace was busy lighting candles, and smoke drifted to the house of the prince and the marquis. On the Qingming night, Bai Juyi in the Tang Dynasty was surging, and on the Qingming night, the red porch with blue bricks stabbed historians. Walking alone in a roundabout song, I can't hear the sound of flowers. In the Tang Dynasty, Dai Shulun's bells and drums rang away from the sun, and rickshaws urged evening dresses. 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. Looking at the city after Qingming Festival —— After Qingming Festival in Liu Changqing, Tang Dynasty, Yunshan was in sight. 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. Jiang Huaiyou, Luo Tang and Tian Su, traveled in the Qingming period, so I have to prepare for the handover. 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 Mengyun Qing Jiangnan in February is full of flowers, and cold food in other places is far from sad. Poor people often don't have fireworks, not only in the Ming Dynasty. Qingming is one thing-in Tang Meng's "Qi of Awesome", Qingming is emphasized, and people's hearts are full of worries. 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. Qingming-Qingming in the late spring of the Tang Dynasty, Sun looked at the mountains in the north. Adjust the fire to open a new flame, and the tung flowers are old branches.
5. About Tomb-Sweeping Day's poems and ancient poems, the complete works of Tomb-Sweeping Day's poems.
1, young, always following, during the Qingming period. -Wang Pei's "Tired of finding incense, dew to dusk"
2, the official gave the Qingming fire from the beginning, and the photo was divided into white money. -Wei Zhuang's "Changan Tomb-Sweeping Day"
3. The sound of rain in Tomb-Sweeping Day. The tide blocked the sand crossing the river. -Zhang Yan's "Tomb-Sweeping Day in the DPRK"
In today's Tomb-Sweeping Day, gardens are more important than things. -Jia Dao's "Seeing Friends off at Riverside Garden in Qingming Festival"
5, thinking about the West Lake on Qingming Day is good, full of eyes. -Ouyang Xiu's "Picking Mulberry Seeds, Thinking about the West Lake on Qingming Day"
Tomb-Sweeping Day's ancient poems
day of mourning
(Song) Wang 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's Qingming Festival is this thing.
(Song) Wu Weixin
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.
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traditional food
1, mugwort cake
Tomb-Sweeping Day wants to eat green food. There is a custom of steaming Artemisia cake in rural areas.
Artemisia cake is similar to the green ball in Jiangnan. The production method is: "Take Artemisia bud and glutinous rice, make Artemisia juice and rice flour into a whole, take meat, vegetables, red bean paste and jujube paste as stuffing, put them into various fancy wooden molds, and steam them in the bottom cage of new reed leaves." The mugwort cake is green in color and has a plant fragrance. It is one of the foods for ancestor worship in Tomb-Sweeping Day, and it is also used to give gifts or entertain relatives and friends.
2. Communist Youth League
During his stay in Tomb-Sweeping Day, Jiangnan had the custom of eating green jiaozi. Green jiaozi is to mash a wild plant called "Pulp Wheat Straw" to squeeze out juice, then mix this juice with dry pure glutinous rice flour, and then wrap it in jiaozi.
Jiaozi's stuffing is exquisite sugar bean paste, and a small piece of sugar lard is added when filling. Jiaozi cooked it and steamed it in a cage. When they come out, brush the cooked vegetable oil evenly on the surface of jiaozi, and you're done.
Green glutinous rice balls, green as jade, sticky and soft, fragrant, sweet but not greasy, fat but not full. Green jiaozi is also a necessary food for people to sacrifice their ancestors in Jiangnan area. Because of this, green jiaozi is particularly important in the folk food customs in the south of the Yangtze River.
6. There are ten poems about Qingming. 1. It rains in succession during the Qingming Festival, and pedestrians on the road want to die.
Ask local people where to buy wine? The shepherd boy just laughed and didn't answer Xingshan Village. 2. Lumen is a matter of loving the boat, 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.
3. Cold food on the road Song meets cold food immediately, and the road is already 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.
4. The trip to the outer suburbs is a wild activity in Cheng Hao, and it enters Shan Ye in spring. Xing chased the red through Liuxiang, and sat in Diji because of running water.
Don't say goodbye 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.
5. Cold food on the hill, Yang Wanli, Nauvoy, why fine! 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. 6. The Qingming Festival in Su Causeway is Wu Weixin's pear blossom, and the wanderer goes out of the city to find spring.
At dusk, the songs are ready, and the willows belong to a warbler. 7. On Qingming night, Bai Juyi is windy. On Qingming night, Shi Hongxuan was a historian.
Walking alone in a roundabout song, I can't hear the sound of flowers. 8. On Qingming Day, Deng Rui's second son was sent back to his hometown. Dai Shulun's bell and drum left this day, and the driver urged the evening dress.
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. Qingming is the most important thing. Emperor Meng Haoran is clear and heavy, and people are 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. 10. On the Qingming Day, I recalled my brother Wei's cold food recipe and was ill, and my heart suddenly became clear.
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. 1 1. Tomb-Sweeping Day, peaches and plums are smiling, and the wilderness of Noda is 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. 12. Wang Yuqiao, a Qingming without flowers and wine, is as boring 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. 13. Cold food Hanyi Chuncheng is full of flowers, and cold food is easterly and willows are oblique.
As night fell, the palace was busy lighting candles, and smoke drifted to the house of the prince and the marquis. 14. "Qingming in the south of the Yangtze River" was in Chu Yi, Wu Shan, Zheng Zhun for four years, and I changed my appearance at first sight.
Travel far and hate the wind for a night, and the light will accompany the wine. There are no flowers climbing outside Yanxing Gate, and the quarrying river is covered by rain.
What is infinite homing? Ge Jia on the roadside is very crowded. 15. The fleas in Weizhuang, Qingming, Chang 'an are rainy days that hurt spring dreams, but the grass is 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. 16. Qingjiang led Qingming Wang to climb and asked where smoking was prohibited in the West Building. Green fields and sunny roads.
In the willows of Ma Si, people laugh and swing, and the sound of warblers always makes Chunzui drunk. 17. Send Chen Xiucai back to the tomb of Shangshan Province. Gao Qi was covered with blood, tears and dust. It is also sad to go back to China 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. 18. There are many graves in the north and south mountains of Gaozhu in Tomb-Sweeping Day, but Tomb-Sweeping Day is different. 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.
19. On the Qingming Day, from the West Fifth Bridge to Guayan Village, it was raining in Longmen, and the spring wind was born in your cave. Birds sing quietly, flowers fall and ruin.
Yu Ming is ashamed of his generation. He is old. The old tourist left and was disappointed with Luochengdong.
20. With the Qingming Day in Jinzhou Hulangzhong, Zhangji County opened a new fire for the Yuxi Pavilion Banquet, and it rained in Gaozhai. Cherish flowers, invite guests to enjoy, persuade wine and promote singing.
* * * When you get drunk, move the incense mat and stay in the twilight. Political leisure party banquet language, Qin Lou Ren Yaoqing.
7. The inscription "Linjiang Fairy" about the Qingming content is like a dream-it was first seen in front of Yan's grass-fighting steps and was also seen upstairs.
The girls are playing games in the competition. I saw you on the grass in front of the rank, like other girls, your clothes were covered with dew, and your hair was swaying in the breeze. I was deeply impressed by that lively and beautiful mood.
Water follows the spring, who is with the cloud? I hate Jin Pingkong when I'm sober. Unexpectedly, at the end of the year, Iraqis are like dark clouds, and they don't know where to go.
Linjiang Xianzi-Tidal steps are green and dark. At dusk in March in Tingzhou, the flowers are quiet and the sails are closed. The flowers have begun to fade, there is no wind, and the sails are rolled up.
Under the tall poplar trees, the boat leans to one side. The river is half a pole deep, which is conducive to navigation. The setting sun adds a melancholy to the wandering wanderer.
When I was at Baqiao, I looked back and saw the beautiful woman still in the shutters. The clouds return to Chu Xia and fly to Yangzhou.
Appreciation of Chao Poetry Jiang Tomb-Sweeping Day: Tomb-Sweeping Day, paper money burning, cemetery floating, descendants howling. The voice and appearance of ancestors jumped in the eyes of curtains.
I thought I was young, naughty and playing hide and seek. Always teach your mouth to nag.
Little bamboo stick, butt up. Cover it! Ow! I won't dare next time.
The older generation works hard and the younger generation is good. The tree is tall, but who will water it? Hao Yuan asked Jiang.
8. Tomb-Sweeping Day's poetry vocabulary
[Tomb-Sweeping Day]
Qingming Festival
Tomb-Sweeping Day (Tang Dynasty) Du Mu
It rained a lot during my stay in Tomb-Sweeping Day.
Pedestrians on the road want to die.
Ask local people where to buy wine?
The shepherd boy just laughed and didn't answer Xingshan Village.
On the way to cold food (Tang Dynasty) Song 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.
Cold food (Tang) Hanyi
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.
Things outside the door (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.
Qingming (Song) Yu Wang
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 Qingming is a thing" (Song) Wu Weixin
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 Tomb (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 (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.
Tomb-Sweeping Day (Southern Song Dynasty) Gaozhu
There are many tomb fields in the north and south hills, and the Qingming sweeps each other. Paper ashes fly hundreds of butterflies, and tears turn 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. There is wine to drink in life, but not a drop of Jiuquan!
"Send Chen Xiucai back to the Tomb of Shashang Province" (Ming) 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.
Qingjiang attracts Qingming Day Tour (Ming) Wang Pan
Where is the non-smoking section in the west building? Green fields and sunny roads. In the willows of Ma Si, people laugh and swing, and the sound of warblers always makes Chunzui drunk.
A Review of Chang 'an Qingming Smoke (Tang Dynasty)
In the Ming Dynasty, when Emperor Li met Qingming, he also drove tourists out of the Forbidden City. Nine strangers, Fangfei warblers sing, and thousands of chariots and horses rain and clear.
It's the first time I met a guest today, and I'm tired of seeing flowers in my sorrow. Who's in charge in spring, it's even more futile.
Seeing a friend off on the Qingming River (Tang) Jia Dao
Today is Tomb-Sweeping Day, and some friends are in the garden. The weather is fine, blowing gently with Liu, begging for a new fire in Qingming, and the people's kitchen raises a fire to cook cigarettes.
Du Ruo is very long, and this article remembers two wise men. When can life catch up? Drink wine before the flowers fall.
Tomb-Sweeping Day, traveling with friends (Tang Dynasty).
Several Su Chunshan chased Lu Lang, and Tomb-Sweeping Day was so smoky. Go back to wear a thin boat and slip on the bow, and get drunk and step on the residual flowers.
The wind is rushing, the clouds are floating wild, and the rain falls on the square pond. I can't bear to look back, frogs are full of sunset.
Li Zhengfeng's The Riverside Scene at Qingming Festival: Rain in Luoyang (Tang)
It will clear up at dawn tomorrow, and it will rain less at night. Thousands of doors are still full of fireworks and nine doors are dust-free.
Wine Qinghe bridge spring, leisure palace noon. Tourists love grass, and drumming is half a sin.
"There are clothes in the sky" Qingming poem (contemporary) Liu Xiaofeng (Liu Zhou)
First: haggard grave soil, regard it as relatives; What has been lost through the ages is the most painful.
(Note: Bingzi, 1996 Bingzi Year. Comments: Those who have read this poem and been to the grave of their loved ones will definitely remember this poem.
Second, Bingziqing: peach blossom powder apricot blossoms are white, and the rain hits the branches; The pedestrians were silent, and several graves were crying.
(Comment: This poem starts from writing scenery and expresses feelings with scenery. Write delicate and gorgeous peach blossoms and apricot flowers first. The wind and rain beat the flowers. The flowers opened quietly. Write too many raindrops or slip quietly from pedestrians' faces, with tears in the middle, and then suddenly there are sad cries from several graves not far away. This is a grave-sweeping scene full of life. There is a trace of warmth in the faint sadness, which makes people see the dullness of life and the greatness of human reproduction. )
Third: Xin Qiji has made it clear that God is heartless and has no compassion for filial piety in the world; In order to earn a little tear, I endured the clear rain.
(Note: Xin Si: 200 1 Xin Si nian. Xiaoke: The author is modest. Comment: Reading this poem, it seems that the clear rain has turned into the tears of the dutiful son. Rain and tears blend together, and tears make rain miserable. Isn't it the heart of a dutiful son who cries? )
Fourth: the wind blows grandma in the rain, and the rain beats grandma in the wind; Every year on this day, people shed tears, and every year, people put them in front of the grave.
Fifth, there is no way for yin and yang to communicate, and Qingming is looking for graves; Less tears and paper money, less water and less wine.
Sixth, the business of sprouting hay by the roadside, a little bit of new green makeup is yellow, even if it doesn't rain, I still cry, and my grandmother's grave is next to the cloud.
Seventh: the soil in front of the grave is new and old, and the vegetation in front of the grave is dry and green; The voice and smile should be here, and how many spring days will be lost in the yellow dust.
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Appreciation of Su Dongpo's Ci of Mourning His Wife
Ten years of life and death are two boundless, disapproving and unforgettable. A lonely grave thousands of miles away, desolate and nowhere to talk about. Even if we don't know each other, our faces are dusty and our temples are frosty.
At night, I suddenly dreamed of going home, and the window of Xiao Xuan was being decorated. Care for each other without words, only tears thousands of lines are expected to break the heart every year on the moonlit night, short matsuoka
9. On Tomb-Sweeping Day's Poems and Significance 1, "Chao Zhong Cuo" Yan
During the Qingming Festival, there are many rains and the tide falls on the beach. Looking at pear flower coldly, I love the world all my life.
Yan Hu, Yun Chuang, drunk and crying. Fold a willow leaf, who will insert it when you return?
During the Qingming Festival, the sound of rain is like a piece. The river rose and the tide flooded the beach at the ferry. On the roadside, the snow-white pear looked at me coldly, as if blaming me for drifting in a foreign land at this time.
Embroidered in the bead curtain of birds singing and dancing, embroidered in the misty window of Zhuge in the temple. I'm drunk. When I woke up, it was dusk and the crows were falling. I broke a willow when I left, and I woke up when I came back: where to insert it? I have no home here!
2. The Story of Lumen Zhang Tang Ji
The tiller draws boats from the building, 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.
The subtle sentence of this poem is "There are new smoke in several places in Qingming Festival". It was cold food before Qingming, and people didn't need fire. After the Qingming Festival, it should be "new smoke everywhere". Now because of the war, farmers are called to fight, and a large area of land is barren. Only a few people lit new cigarettes, and it was bleak.
3. The Riverside Scene at Qingming Festival Tang Menghao ran.
Beijing is the annual Tomb-Sweeping Day, and people naturally begin to feel sad and nostalgic. 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.
The annual Tomb-Sweeping Day in Beijing makes people feel sad and nostalgic. The carriage is noisy on the road, and the willows on the outskirts of Dongcheng are green.
Flowers bloom and fall, the grass grows and warblers fly, and butterflies play in pairs. Sitting in the empty lobby, recalling the past, replacing wine with tea, drinking and chatting.
4, "Qingming Day Wine" Zhu
There are many tomb fields in the north and south hills, and the Qingming sweeps each other. 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.
There are many cemeteries in the north of Nanshan. When Tomb-Sweeping Day arrived, people went to worship and sweep, and scraps of paper fluttered around like white butterflies.
Tears of blood and blood have stained the azaleas all over the mountain. When the sun sets, everything is silent, only the fox is resting in the nest in the grave.
Go home at night and the children play in front of the lights, alas! Life is like this. There is wine today, and you will get drunk today. A hundred years later, you can't even bring a drop to the ground.
5. Five Dynasties Feng Yansi of Quetazhi Qingming
Six songs lean against the green trees, the willow wind is light, and the golden glow is exhibited. Who moved the cymbal Zheng to the jade pillar? The petrel through the curtain flew away in horror.
Eyes full of gossamer catkins, when red apricots bloom, it will be sunny and rainy for a while. Sleeping soundlessly, dreaming in a daze, nowhere to be found?
"When the apricot blossoms, it will be sunny and rainy for a while." Apricot blossoms bloom in February, and Tomb-Sweeping Day in March. The time series is moving forward, the spring is fading away, and it rains in the Qingming period, and people's emotions are also one after another. The word "an instant" reveals the sadness that happiness and joy quickly disappear, and also the nostalgia for the beautiful life that passed away.