Tomb-Sweeping Day's poems are relatively short.

Song dynasty: Lu you

In recent years, officials are interested in a thin layer of gauze. Who will let me take a bus to Kyoto to visit this bustling city?

Living in a small building and listening to the falling spring rain, you will hear the sound of selling apricots in the depths of the alley early in the morning.

Slowly spread out small pieces of paper sideways, every word is organized, carefully boil water and tea under the sun window, skim it and try to taste famous tea.

Oh, don't sigh that the dust in Kyoto will stain the white clothes, and there is still time to return to the mirror house in Lake Ubak.

Appreciate:

No songs, no wailing, no angry poems, no bitter tears, only a gloomy colon and a faint sigh, "That's the taste of my heart". The harsh reality makes the author have to draw some gloomy conclusions about the court, the emperor, life and society.

Although the city of Lin 'an is beautiful in spring, the bureaucrats are partial to the corner, forgetting to serve the country and whitewashing the peace. The author is always awake, seeing the numbness of the world and the court in the superficial climate and prosperity, and thinking of his unpaid ambition. But I can't sing and dream, so I have to talk about sadness in spring and write spring as a heartless thing.

2. Qingming

Song Dynasty: Wang Yucheng

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.

Appreciate:

With Tomb-Sweeping Day as the background, this poem reproduces the poor life of poor intellectuals in ancient times in a simple way, and expresses the poet's hard life and his feelings of taking pleasure in reading.

The first two sentences come straight to the point. Qingming is the season when spring returns to the earth and plants germinate. On this day, no matter rich or poor, people will put on spring clothes and go to the suburbs to enjoy flowers and have an outing. However, on such a day of enjoying the beautiful spring scenery and relaxing one's depression, our poet is sitting at home, without the hospitality of Grade Three or the company of senior friends.

The author compares himself to a "wild monk" in the human environment, and a feeling of being almost forgotten by the world and left to fend for itself arises spontaneously, and the author's bitter and cold mood is also expressed more strongly.

The last two sentences are self-statements, which show that the first thing poor people in Tomb-Sweeping Day should do is to study hard, and the theme is to encourage and persuade students to study hard. Yesterday, the poet asked his neighbor for a new fire for his life (including boiling water and cooking), but the poet only said "leave the desk lamp" here, which changed his interest and was a kind of sustenance and enjoyment.

It is very different from the feeling of "bare" before: turning pain and depression into a driving force for progress. This lamp, accompanied by hard study, seems to light the torch of life, drive away the darkness in front of us and light up the road ahead, so the mind is suddenly enlightened, the mood is purified, and there is another "interest" in my heart.

The whole language is concise and lively. Through comparison and contrast, the whole poem reproduces the poor life of the poor in ancient times, giving people a sense of desolation and hardship. It is simple and simple, seeing the big from the small, and naturally reveals the real side of social life.