What are the classic poems about Tomb-Sweeping Day?

A drizzling rain falls like tears on the Mourning Day; The mourner's heart is going to break on his way.

Excuse me, where is the restaurant? The shepherd boy pointed to Xinghua Village.

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This is the most widely circulated Qingming poem, and the most wonderful sentence is "I want to break my soul." The grief of the mourners is vivid on the paper, and later generations adapted this poem into a short play in different ways-it rained in the Qingming Festival, and pedestrians wanted to break their souls on the road. Excuse me, "where is the restaurant?" Shepherd boy (pointing): Xinghua Village.

Su Shi in Jiangchengzi

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 a thousand lines of tears. It is expected that the heartbroken place will be broken every year, and the moonlit night will be short and rambling.

Comments:

This is a love poem written in Tomb-Sweeping Day. Su Shi/Kloc-married Wang Fu at the age of 0/9, and the husband and wife were harmonious and loving. Unexpectedly, Wang Fu died ten years later and was buried in his hometown. Ten years after his wife's death, Su Shi, a Michigan official, dreamed of his dead wife in Tomb-Sweeping Day. Although the living and the dead are separated forever, they are "unforgettable without thinking." Especially in the dream, the husband and wife care for each other silently, which is touching.

Bai Juyi in Cold Food and Wild Hope

The crow makes the trees faint, and the Qingming cold food cries. The wind blows the paper money in the wilderness, and the spring grass in the tomb is green.

Pears reflect poplars, full of life and death. I don't hear the heavy spring crying, but the rustling rain makes people return.

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Bai Juyi is good at depicting the atmosphere in this poem. Paper money and ancient tombs floating in the wind give people a sense of killing, and also make people feel distant. Li Tang poplar was originally a landscape, but in Bai Juyi's eyes, "it's all life and death", which shows that life is impermanent.

On the Tomb of Cold Food Yang Wanli

Go straight to your husband! Can this bridge be out of danger? The maple leaves in the distant mountains are pale outside, beside the broken houses and lonely wheat, the grass stays in the spring breeze, the new flowers are old, and the pear blossoms are cold, only worrying about the festival.

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This is how the author felt when he went to the grave. Focus on rendering the desolate scene on the grave-sweeping road, lonely broken houses and dangerous bridges, all of which give people a feeling of helplessness. So "just worry about it."

Before Qing dynasty and Ming dynasty

In the festive season, peaches and plums smile, Noda wasteland is only sad, thunder and earth-shattering dragons and snakes sting, and the original vegetation in the suburbs is soft after the rain.

People beg to sacrifice my arrogant concubine, and those who are willing to burn it are unfair. A wise fool knows who it is for thousands of years, and his eyes are full of chrysanthemum.

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Think of the dead and the value of life in the wilderness from the blooming of flowers. No matter how wise or stupid,

In the end, it's all wormwood, but the meaning of life is very different. As the contemporary people say, whether you are an official or for the people, you will eventually return to the same point: old. It's just that the process of life is different. The author's conception of this Qingming poem is much more profound, not only to mourn the dead, but also to alert the living.

Cold food hanyi

Flowers are flying all over the sky in the spring city, the east wind is cold and willows are slanting, candles are passed in the Han Palace at dusk, and light smoke is scattered into Wuhou House.

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Different from other poems about Qingming, this poem is obviously endowed with political color. In the Tang Dynasty, before the Qingming Festival, ministers were given candles in the palace, so the smoke lit by those candles enveloped the palace and scattered around, cleverly satirizing privilege and power.

Yes, it's Lou's business.

The farmer calls for love of the boat, the spring grass is green and the fields are boundless. He tried to go to Wumen to see the county outline, and there were new smoke in several places in Qingming.

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The subtle sentence of this poem is "There are new smoke in several places in Qingming Festival", but there is no new smoke, which means that people are dying everywhere. Cigarettes that burn paper money are obviously old and still disappear every year. In particular, the word "give it a try" vividly outlines the author's fear of peeping at the bleak scene.