1. Regarding the name of the poem about the Qingming content, which is like a dream order

"Linjiang Immortal" - Yan Jidao I first met in front of the steps of Doucao, and met upstairs when I was threading needles. Luoqun is fragrant and jade hairpin style. Beautiful makeup, green eyebrows, blushing face. The flowing water will follow the spring far away, and who will the traveling clouds end up with? When I wake up from drinking, I always regret that the screen is empty. Looking for each other in the dream road, in the rain and falling flowers.

Linjiang Immortal - Chao Buzhi It is the dusk of March in Tingzhou, a green and dark place, and the fallen flowers are collected by the calm wind. The weeping poplar trees reflect the Mulan boat. The spring water is slippery for half a pole, and the sunset is sad for a while. Looking back at the east side of Bashui Bridge, the beauty has newly hooked up the curtain. Qingluan entered the Red Mansion without any plan. Traveling through the clouds, I return to the Chu Gorge, and fly to Yangzhou in my dream. Appreciation of Chao Buzhi's Ci

"Qingming" by Jiang Chengzi

During the Qingming Festival, paper money is burned, cemeteries float, and descendants howl. The voice and appearance of the ancestors make the eyes jump in every scene. I remember when I was still young, naughty, and playing hide-and-seek. Often taught to talk nonsense. Small bamboo strips, buttocks raised. Cover your ouch! I won’t dare to do it next time. The elders have worked hard and the children have benefited. The tree is tall, who will water it?

Yuan Haowen Jiang Chengzi 2. What are the Song lyrics whose name is Qingming Le

The eaves are low and the grass is green on the stream. Wu Yin is very charming when she is drunk, but who is the old lady with gray hair?

The eldest son is hoeing beans to the east of the stream, while the middle son is weaving a chicken coop. What I like most is when my child dies, lying down at the head of the stream and peeling lotus pods. ---Southern Song Dynasty·Xin Qiji's "Qing Ping Le·Village"

The spring breeze is still there, focusing on the Sui Diliu. Rubbing until the goose is yellow and ready to go, when the weather is clear and bright.

Last year the purple road was the green gate, tonight the rain brings the soul to the clouds. Ruin a life of haggard. Only sell for a few dusk? ---"Qing Ping Le" by Chao Buzhi (one of the four scholars of the Su family) of the Song Dynasty

The small characters on the red paper describe everything about ordinary business. The geese are in the clouds and the fish are in the water. It’s hard to convey this feeling of melancholy.

The setting sun leans against the west tower alone, and the distant mountains are just opposite the curtain hook. The human face is unknown, but the green waves are still flowing eastward. -- "Qing Ping Le" by Yan Shu of the Song Dynasty

The golden wind is thin, and the leaves of the sycamore trees are falling. People get drunk easily when they first taste the green wine, so they fall asleep under a pillow and a small window. The crape myrtle and hibiscus flowers are withered, but the setting sun is shining brightly. It’s the season when the two swallows are about to return, and the silver screen was slightly cold last night. ---"Qing Ping Le" by Yan Shu of the Song Dynasty

Every year in the snow, plum blossoms are often placed to make people drunk. There is no good intention to remove all the plum blossoms, but to win the clothes full of tears.

This year, everywhere in the world, Xiaoxiao’s temples are blooming. Depending on the wind coming in the evening, plum blossoms should be difficult to see. "Qing Ping Le" by Li Qingzhao of the Southern Song Dynasty

The scenery is urgent, March 30th. I want to linger but I can't make it, the smoke in the green field makes me cry.

Qian Who sends a message about the spring night, and the drums are painted and beat lightly on the city wall. Lingnuo Linqi asked me to pay, and I will arrive at the top of the plum tree early next year. "Qingpingle" by Zhu Shuzhen of the Song Dynasty

The angry smoke lifts the dew, leaving me to stay for a moment. Hand in hand with Ouhua Lake on the road, a sudden drizzle of yellow plum blossoms.

The charming and infatuated girl is not afraid of people guessing, and she sleeps in people's arms with her clothes on. It's the most important time to separate and take care of each other. When I return, I lazily sit by the dressing table. --Zhu Shuzhen, Song Dynasty, "Qingpingle·Summer Lake Tour" 3. A collection of poems about Qingming Festival

Qingming

(Tang Dynasty) Du Mu

It rains heavily during Qingming , Pedestrians on the road want to die.

Where is the restaurant? The shepherd boy points to Xinghua Village in the distance.

The most famous poem about the custom of cold food during Qingming Festival:

"Cold Food"

(Tang Dynasty) Han Hong

There are flying flowers everywhere in the spring city, and the east wind keeps the willow trees from falling.

At dusk, candles were passed around the Han Palace, and light smoke dispersed into the house of the Five Marquises.

One of the poems about Qingming Festival:

Qingming Night

Bai Juyi of the Tang Dynasty

The good wind hazy moon Qingming night, blue bricks Hongxuan governor.

Walk around the corridor alone and rest, listening to string instruments in the distance and looking at flowers in secret.

Sending Deng Rui’s two sons back home on Qingming Day 4. Collection of poems about Qingming Festival

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(Tang Dynasty) Du Mu rains heavily during Qingming Festival, Pedestrians on the road want to die. May I ask where the restaurant is? The shepherd boy points to Xinghua Village in the distance. Poems about Qingming Festival Poems about the custom of cold food during Qingming Festival "Cold Food" (Tang Dynasty) Han Hong Flowers are flying everywhere in the spring city, and the east wind of cold food keeps the willows from slanting. At dusk, candles were passed around the Han Palace, and light smoke dispersed into the house of the Five Marquises. Tomb-Sweeping Night by Bai Juyi of the Tang Dynasty Good wind and hazy moon On Qingming Night, the blue-green pavilion and the red pavilion are used to assassinate the historian. Walk around the corridor alone and rest, listening to string instruments in the distance and looking at flowers in secret. Dai Shulun of the Tang Dynasty: The bells and drums are noisy as we leave the sun, and the drivers rush to dress for the night. The kitchen at dawn becomes hot, and the willows turn into frost. Passing the mirror to see Huafa, holding a cup and talking about hometown. Every time I dislike the tears of my children, I am flattering myself today. Climb up the city and look out after the Qingming Festival - Liu Changqing of the Tang Dynasty Scenery After the Qingming Festival, the clouds and mountains look out in front of you. The flowers are as old as before, and new smoke is coming out of thousands of wells. There is no open space in the color of grass, and the river flows into the distant sky. Where is Chang'an? It points to the sunset. Wish You Friendship on the Qujiang River during the Qingming Festival - Luo Yin of the Tang Dynasty You and Tian Su went on an old trip, and I also made preparations for our relationship. For two years, I was isolated under the Yellow Spring, and the water was desolate every day. The gulls seem to be able to control physics, and the apricot blossoms accompany people with sorrow. Widowed wives and young children should eat cold food and shed tears when looking at Jiangling in the distance. Cold Food - Meng Yunqing of the Tang Dynasty In February, the branches in the south of the Yangtze River are full of flowers, and the cold food in a foreign country is far from sad. Poor people often have no fireworks, not only in the Ming Dynasty but also in Zitui. Qingming is the event - Meng Haoran of the Tang Dynasty. The Qingming Festival is important in the emperor, and people are worried about themselves. The sound of cars joins the road, and the east city is green with willows. Flowers and grasses grow together, and warblers and butterflies fly.

Sitting in the empty hall reminiscing about each other, drinking tea and chatting to get drunk. Qingming - Sun Changyin of the Tang Dynasty In the late spring of Qingming, I gazed at the northern mountain frontier. The fire burns with new flames, and the tung blossoms grow old branches. 5. A complete collection of ancient poems about the Qingming Festival

Poems about the Qingming Festival

1. Counting the years, they have passed by the rules, and it is the time of the Qingming Festival . ——Wang Yu's "Tired of Searching for Fang Man·Lu Xi Xiangwan"

2. The internal official first gave the Qingming fire, and the prime minister gave the money in vain. ——Wei Zhuang's "Chang'an Qingming Festival"

3. The sound of rain falls during the Qingming Festival. The tide rushes across the sand. ——Zhang Yan's "Chaozhongcuo·Qingming Festival"

4. Today is the Qingming Festival, and the gardens are the most popular. ——Jia Dao's "Garden Letter to Friends on Qingming Day"

5. The West Lake is a great place to visit during the Qingming Festival, full of prosperity. ——Ouyang Xiu "Picking Mulberries·It’s Good to Visit the West Lake during the Qingming Festival"

Ancient Poems on the Qingming Festival

"Qingming"

(Song Dynasty) Wang Yuqiao

Spending the Qingming Festival without flowers and wine, my mood is as dull as a wild monk.

Yesterday, the neighbor asked for a new fire, and Xiaochuang was given a reading lamp.

"The Qingming Festival at Su Di"

(Song Dynasty) Wu Weixin

The wind blows from the pear blossoms during the Qingming Festival, and the wanderer is half out of the city in search of spring.

At dusk, the music and songs are put away, and thousands of willow trees belong to the wandering orioles.

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Traditional food

1. Artemisia cake

Eat green food during Qingming Festival. There is a custom of steaming mugwort cakes in rural areas.

Artemisia cake is similar to Jiangnan Qingtuan. The preparation method is: "pick new artemisia sprouts and pound glutinous rice together to blend the artemisia juice and rice flour into one body, and use meat, vegetables, bean paste, jujube paste, etc. as fillings , placed in various fancy wooden molds, and steamed in a cage with new reed leaves. "Artemisia cake is green in color and has a plant fragrance. It is one of the foods used to worship ancestors during the Qingming Festival, and is also used as a gift or treat. Relatives and friends.

2. Qingtuanzi

During the Qingming Festival, there is a custom of eating Qingtuanzi in the south of the Yangtze River. Green dumplings are made by pounding a wild plant called "wheat straw" and squeezing out the juice. The juice is then mixed and kneaded with the dried pure glutinous rice flour, and then the dumplings are made.

The filling center of the dumplings is made of fine sugar bean paste. When filling, a small piece of sugar lard is added. After the dumplings are made, put them into a basket and steam them. When they come out of the basket, use a brush to evenly brush the cooked vegetable oil on the surface of the dumplings, and you're done.

Green dumplings are as green as jade, waxy and soft, with a fragrant fragrance. They taste sweet but not greasy, fat but not plump. Qingtuanzi is also a necessary food for people in Jiangnan area to worship their ancestors. Because of this, Qingtuanzi is particularly important in the folk food customs in Jiangnan area. 6. Ten poems about the Qingming Festival.

1. Qingming Festival by Du Mu It rains heavily during the Qingming Festival, and pedestrians on the road feel like they are dying.

Where is the restaurant? The shepherd boy points to Xinghua Village in the distance. 2. Lumen Immediate Events Zhang Ji Farmers recruited love boats, and the spring grass was green in thousands of fields; I tried to go up to Wumen to have a look at the county, and there was new smoke in several places during the Qingming Festival.

3. Cold food on the way Song Zhiwen There will be cold food soon, and it is late spring on the way. It's a pity that when I look at Jiangpu, I can't see anyone from Luoqiao.

The North Pole is the master of Ming Dynasty, and the South Sea is the minister of exile. In the broken heart of my hometown, wicker branches are new day and night.

4. Walking in the Suburbs Cheng Hao Walking freely in the green grass and green fields, spring comes into the distant mountains and green surroundings. Xingzhu Chaoxiang red passes through the willow alley, and it is because of the flowing water that it sits on the moss.

Mo Cichang wine is very persuasive, but he is afraid that the wind will turn the flowers red. The weather is fine during the Qingming Festival, so you might as well travel without forgetting to return home.

5. Cold Food Going to the Tomb Yang Wanli What a fine person! Can bridges in danger be exempted from assistance? The maples in the distant mountains are pale, and the wheat in the dilapidated house is lonely beside it. The spring breeze returns to the grass, and there is no new scenery.

Pear blossoms eat food from the cold, and only worry about the rest during the festival. 6. The Qingming Festival at Su Di Wu Weixin The pear blossom wind is blowing during the Qingming Festival, and wanderers are half out of the city in search of spring.

At dusk, the music and songs are put away, and thousands of willow trees belong to the wandering orioles. 7. Qingming Night Bai Juyi A good wind and a hazy moon. On the Qingming Night, the blue-green pavilion and the red pavilion are used to assassinate the historian.

Walk around the corridor alone and rest, listening to string instruments in the distance and looking at flowers in secret. 8. Sending Deng Rui's two sons back home on Qingming Day. Dai Shulun left the day with noisy bells and drums, and drivers rushed to dress for the night.

The kitchen is getting hotter, and the willows are turning into frost. Passing the mirror to see Huafa, holding a cup and talking about hometown.

Every time I hate the tears of my children, I feel guilty today. 9. Qingming is the event Meng Haoran The Qingming Festival is important in the emperor, and people are worried about themselves.

The sound of cars is heard on the road, and the east city is green with willows. Flowers and grasses grow together, and warblers and butterflies fly.

Sitting in an empty hall, reminiscing about each other, drinking tea and chatting to get drunk. 10. On the Qingming Day, I recall my brothers Wei Yingwu. He often gets sick after eating cold food, and his clothes are wide open.

Finally, I missed my old county, and the fireworks filled Qingchuan. The apricot porridge is still edible, and the elm soup has been slightly fried.

I only hate that my dear dear Yan has to sit and spend these beautiful years. 11. Qingming Festival Huang Tingjian The peaches and plums smile during the Qingming festival, but only sorrow arises in the wild fields and graves.

Thunder shook the sky and earth, dragons and snakes stung, and the rain fell on the grass and trees in the countryside. People beg for sacrifices for their arrogant concubines, and it is unfair for scholars to be burned to death.

The wise and foolish know who they are for thousands of years, and their eyes are full of basil ***. 12. Qingming Festival by Wang Yuqiao Spending the Qingming Festival without flowers and wine makes you feel like a wild monk.

Yesterday, the neighbor asked for a new fire, and Xiaochuang was given a reading lamp. 13. Cold Food Han Hong Flowers are flying everywhere in the spring city, Cold Food the east wind keeps the willows from slanting.

At dusk, candles were passed around the Han Palace, and light smoke dispersed into the house of the Five Marquises. 14. Jiangnan Qingming Festival Zheng Zhun In the four years of Wushan Chuyi, his appearance changed every time he saw the Qingming Festival.

The wind blows all night long, and the time changes with the wine. Climbing flowers outside Yanxing Gate to bid farewell, Caishi River head brings rain.

What is the purpose of infinite return? There are many obstacles on the roadside. 15. Ching Ming Festival in Chang'an, Wei Zhuang. Fleas hurt spring dreams and rainy days, but the grass is even more luxuriant.

The internal officials first gave Qingming fire, and the prime minister divided the money among them. The purple streets are hissing and the red are shouting, and the green poplars are high and reflect the swing.

Visitors remember the peaceful events and secretly rejoice that the scenery is as good as in the past. 16. Qingjiangyin Travel on Qingming Day Wang Pan asked where is the best place in Xilou that is non-smoking? Luye Qingtian said.

The horse neighs through the willows, the man leans on the swing and laughs, and the general teacher of the Orioles falls drunk in spring. 17. Sending off Chen Xiucai and returning to the sand to scan the grave. Gao Qi's clothes are covered with blood, tears and dust. It is sad to return home after the chaos.

After the wind and rain, the pear blossoms and the cold food have passed, how many graves are there descendants? 18. Qingming Festival Gaozhu There are many tombs on the north and south hills, and Qingming festivals are held in different ways. Paper ashes fly into white butterflies, and tears and blood turn into red cuckoos.

The fox sleeps on the grave at sunset, and returns home at night in front of the laughing lamp of his children. If there is wine in life, you must be drunk. Never does a drop of it reach Jiuquan.

19. On Tomb Sweeping Day, from Xiwu Bridge to Guayan Village, I am pregnant with Zhang Ji. It rains in Longmen in the evening, and the wind in Ruxue comes from spring. Birds are chirping, the road is quiet, and flowers are ruining the sky.

Ming Yu is ashamed of his generation, and he is imitating the old man in hanging silk. The old tourists have disappeared, and I feel melancholy in the east of Luocheng.

20. A banquet at the Rain West Pavilion with Jinzhou Hu Langzhong on the Tomb-Sweeping Day. Zhang Ji. There is a new fire in the county, and the rain is clear in Gaozhai. Cherish the flowers and invite guests to enjoy them, and encourage wine to encourage singing.

***Drunk and move the feast, leaving the joy to close the twilight city. When politics is idle, there will be banquets, and when the piano is built, there will be distant feelings. 7. Regarding the name of the poem about the Qingming Festival, which is like a dream order

"Linjiang Immortal" - Yan Jidao I first met in front of the steps of fighting grass, and met upstairs when I was threading needles.

The fragrant skirt and jade hairpin style. Beautiful makeup, green eyebrows, blushing face.

The flowing water will follow the spring far away, and who will the flowing clouds end up with? When I wake up from drinking, I always regret that the screen is empty. Looking for each other in the dream road, in the rain and falling flowers.

Linjiang Immortal - Chao Buzhi It is the dusk of March in Tingzhou, a green and dark place, and the fallen flowers are collected by the calm wind. The weeping poplar trees reflect the Mulan boat.

Half a pole of spring water is slippery, and a period of sunset is sad. Looking back at the east side of Bashui Bridge, the beauty has newly hooked up the curtain.

Qingluan was not included in the Red Mansion. Traveling through the clouds, I return to the Chu Gorge, and fly to Yangzhou in my dream.

An Appreciation of Chao Buzhi’s Poetry by Jiang Chengzi’s “Qingming” During Qingming, paper money is burned, cemeteries float, and descendants howl. The voice and appearance of the ancestors make the eyes jump in every scene.

I remember when I was still young, naughty, and playing hide and seek. Often taught to talk nonsense.

Small bamboo strips with a raised butt. Cover your ouch! I won’t dare to do it next time.

The elders have worked hard and the younger generations are doing well. The tree is tall, who will water it? Yuan Hao asked Jiang Chengzi. 8. Poems and vocabulary about Qingming

Famous Qingming poems

[Qingming Festival]

Qingming Festival

"Qingming" ( Tang Dynasty) Du Mu

It rains heavily during the Qingming Festival.

Pedestrians on the road want to die.

Where is the restaurant?

The shepherd boy points to Xinghua Village in the distance.

"Cold Food on the Way" (Tang Dynasty) Song Zhiwen

There will be cold food soon, and it is late spring on the way. It's a pity that when I look at Jiangpu, I can't see anyone from Luoqiao. The North Pole is the master of Ming Dynasty, and the South Sea is the minister of exile. In the broken heart of my hometown, wicker branches are new day and night.

"Cold Food" (Tang Dynasty) Han Hong

Flowers are flying everywhere in the spring city, and the east wind of Cold Food keeps the willow trees from slanting. At dusk, candles were passed around the Han Palace, and light smoke dispersed into the house of the Five Marquises.

"Lvmen Jishi" (Tang Dynasty) Zhang Ji

Farmers recruited love-building boats, and the spring grass was green and thousands of fields; I tried to go to Wumen to have a look at the county, and there were several places in Qingming New smoke.

"Qingming" (Song Dynasty) Wang Yu

Spending Qingming without flowers and wine, the mood is as dull as a wild monk. Yesterday, the neighbor asked for a new fire, and Xiaochuang was given a reading lamp.

"The Qingming Festival at Su Di" (Song Dynasty) Wu Weixin

The wind blows from the pear blossoms during the Qingming Festival, and wanderers are half out of the city in search of spring. At dusk, the music and songs are put away. Tens of thousands of willows belong to the wandering orioles.

"Cold Food Going to the Tomb" (Song Dynasty) Yang Wanli

What a shame for a straight man! Can bridges in danger be exempted from assistance? The maples in the distant mountains are pale, and the wheat in the dilapidated house is lonely beside it. The spring breeze returns to the grass, and there is no new scenery. Pear blossoms are eaten in the cold, and they only worry about the rest during the festival.

"Walking in the Suburbs" (Song Dynasty) Cheng Hao

Walking freely in the green grass and green fields, spring enters the distant mountains and is surrounded by green; Moss Island: Don’t drink a cup of wine. I’m afraid the wind will turn the flowers red. It’s a fine Qingming weather, so you might as well travel without forgetting to return home.

"Qingming" (Southern Song Dynasty) Gao Zhu

There are many tombs on the mountain tops in the north and south, and Qingming festivals are held in different ways. Paper ashes fly into hundreds of butterflies, and tears and blood turn into red cuckoos. The fox sleeps on the grave at sunset, and returns home at night in front of the laughing lamp of his children.

If there is wine in life, you must be drunk. How can a drop of it reach the nine springs?

"Send off Chen Xiucai and return to the sand to visit the tomb" (Ming Dynasty) Gao Qi

The clothes are full of blood, tears and dust, and it is sad to return home after the chaos. After the wind and rain, the pear blossoms and the cold food, how many graves are there descendants?

"Qingjiang Yin, a trip on Qingming Day" (Ming Dynasty) Wang Pan

Where is the best place in Xilou that is non-smoking? Luye Qingtian said. Horses neighed through willows, people leaned on swings and laughed, and Mr. Yinghua fell drunk in spring.

"The Qingming Festival in Chang'an" (Tang Dynasty) Gu Feixiong

When the emperor encountered the Qingming Festival in the Ming Dynasty, he also chased tourists out of the forbidden city. The fragrant oriole sings in Jiumo, and the rain begins to clear for thousands of cars and horses.

Today is the first time I have been a guest, and I am tired of looking at flowers in my sorrow. Who is the master of the spring scenery in the coming year? It is unbearable to be haggard and even less successful.

"Send a Friend in the Garden on Tomb-Sweeping Day" (Tang Dynasty) Jia Dao

Today is the Qingming Festival, and the garden is a great event. The clear wind blows the catkins, and the new fire creates smoke in the kitchen.

Ducao opens three paths, and the article recalls two wise men. When will I be able to live my life? Before the wine falls and the flowers fall.

"Visiting Yuli with Friends on Qingming Day" (Tang Dynasty) Laihu

I spent several nights in the spring mountains chasing Lu Lang, and the Qingming Festival was full of smoke. The bow of the boat slips through the fine watercourses when returning, and the lingering flowers are drunk and the teeth are fragrant.

The wind is blowing fiercely, and the clouds are drifting across the wild fields, and the rain is lingering in the fields and the water is falling into the square pond. After chanting unbearably, I looked back east, hearing the sound of frogs in my ears as the sun set.

"Luoyang Qingming Riyuji" (Tang Dynasty) Li Zhengfeng

The dawn will be clear tomorrow, and the night will be rainy. There are still fireworks in thousands of gates, and there is no dust in nine streets.

The wine-green river bridge is spring, and the palace is idle at noon. Tourists fall in love with fragrant grass, but half offend strict city drums.

"The sky has neon clothes" Qingming poem (contemporary) Liu Xiaofeng (Liu Zhou)

One: The haggard grave is covered with dirt, and it looks like a relative when you see it; after thousands of years of imitation, this thing hurts the most Love

(Note: Bingzi, 1996, the year of Bingzi. Comment: Anyone who has read this poem and visited the grave of a relative will definitely recall this poem).

The second one: Bingzi Qingming Festival: peach blossoms are pink and apricot blossoms are white, rain hits the branches and trees in bloom; pedestrians quietly descend on their faces, and several graveyards cry and mourn

(Commentary: This The poem begins with a description of the scene, expressing feelings through the scenery. First, it writes about the delicate and beautiful peach and apricot blossoms, then it writes about the wind and rain beating on the flower branches, and then it writes about the raindrops or tears falling quietly from the faces of passers-by. At this time, sad cries suddenly came from several graves not far away. This was a scene of visiting graves during the Qingming Festival full of life. There was a hint of warmth in the light sadness, which made people admire the plainness of life. The greatness of endless reproduction with mankind)

The third one: Xin Ji Qingming: God is the most ruthless and has no mercy on the filial piety of human beings; for the sake of earning a small fortune, he sheds tears and endures the Qingming rain.

(Note: Xinsi: 2001, the year of Xinsi. Xiaoke: The author is humble. Comment: Reading this poem, it seems that the rain during the Qingming Festival is all made of the tears of a filial son. The rain and tears blend together, and the tears make the rain cold. The pitter patter is falling one after another. Isn’t it the heart of a filial son that is weeping? The people of Miesui in front of Suisui's grave.

Fifth: Yin and Yang have no way to communicate with each other, find the way and visit the grave during the Qingming Festival; a few tears and paper money are transformed, there is little water and wine, and no one is seen.

No. 6: The grass on the roadside is growing budding, and the little new green is withered and yellow. Even though there is no rain, I still shed tears. Grandma’s grave is next to the clouds.

Seventh: The soil on the tomb is old and new, and the vegetation in front of the tomb is withered and green; the sound and appearance should be here underground, buried in the yellow dust for many springs.

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Ten years of life and death The two are boundless, without thinking, and unforgettable. Thousands of miles of lonely tomb, no place to speak of desolation. Even if we meet, we should not know each other, our faces are covered with dust and our temples are like frost.

At night, I suddenly returned home from a deep dream. I was dressing up outside the small window. They looked at each other without words, only a thousand lines of tears. It is expected that the broken heart will be broken every year, the moonlit night will be short, and the Matsuoka will be short. 9. Poems and meanings about the Qingming Festival

1. "Chaozhongcuo" by Zhang Yan of the Song Dynasty

Rain during the Qingming Festival There is a roar and the tide rushes across the sand. Being looked down upon by pear blossoms, life is filled with bitter love for the end of the world.

The swallow-curtained orioles' door, the cloud window and the foggy pavilion, the drunken crow crows. If you break off a branch of willow, who will you plant it in?

During the Qingming Festival, the sound of rain can be heard. The river rose and the tide flooded the beach at the ferry. By the roadside, the snow-white pear blossoms looked at me indifferently as I walked by, as if blaming me for wandering in a foreign land at this time.

In the bead-curtained embroidered door where the swallows dance and the orioles sing, and the red pavilion windows are covered with clouds and misty hair. I'm drunk. When I woke up, it was already the evening when the crows were noisy and the sun was setting. Before I left, I broke off a branch of willow. When I came back, I realized: Where should I put it - I have no home here!

2. "The Lumen Jishi" by Zhang Ji of the Tang Dynasty

The farmers recruited boats to chase the buildings, and the spring grass was green for thousands of fields.

Trying to go to Wumen to have a look at the county, there is new smoke in several places during the Qingming Festival.

The exquisite line of this poem is "There are new smokes everywhere during the Qingming Festival". Before the Qingming Festival, there was cold food, and people did not use fire. After the Qingming Festival, there should be "new smoke everywhere", but now due to the war, farmers have been When we went to fight, a large area of ??land was deserted, and only a few houses lit up new smoke, making it desolate.

3. "The Qingming Festival" by Meng Haoran of the Tang Dynasty

The Qingming Festival is important in the emperor, and people are worried about themselves. The sound of cars joins the road, and the east city is green with willows.

Flowers and grasses grow together, and the orioles and butterflies perform. Sitting in the empty hall reminiscing about each other, drinking tea and chatting to get drunk.

It is Qingming Festival once again in Beijing, and people naturally feel sad and longing in their hearts. The sound of carriages was noisy on the road, and the willows on the outskirts of Dongcheng were green.

Flowers are blooming and grass is growing. Birds are flying and butterflies are playing in pairs. I sat in the empty lobby reminiscing about the past, drinking tea instead of wine, and chatting.

4. "Wine on Qingming Day" by Gao Zhu of the Song Dynasty

There are many graveyards on the mountains in the north and south, and Qingming festivals are held in various ways. Paper ashes fly into white butterflies, and tears and blood turn into red cuckoos.

The fox sleeps on the grave at sunset, and returns home at night in front of the laughing lamp of his children. If there is wine in life, you must be drunk. Never does a drop of it reach Jiuquan.

There are many cemeteries on Nanshan and Beishan. During the Qingming Festival, people go to sweep the cemeteries one after another, and paper ashes fly everywhere like white butterflies.

The blood and tears shed from crying dyed the cuckoos all over the mountain red. When the sun set, everything became silent, except for the fox resting in its nest in the tomb.

When I go home at night, the children play in front of the lamp, alas! Life is like this. If you have wine now, you should get drunk now. After a hundred years, not even a drop will be brought to the ground.

5. "Magpies Stepping on the Branches·Qingming" Five Dynasties·Feng Yansi

The six curved railings are nestled against the green trees, and the willows are showing their golden strands in the gentle breeze. Who moved the zither to the jade pillar? The petrels flew away in fright through the curtain.

My eyes are full of hairsprings and fallen catkins. When the red apricots bloom, there is a sudden clear rain. Do you fall into a sleepy state without saying a word? Are you frightened and disabled and your sweet dreams are nowhere to be found?

"When the red apricots bloom, there will be a Qingming rain." The red apricots bloom in February, and the Qingming Festival is in March. The time sequence is moving forward, the spring is gradually fading, and it is "the Qingming Festival rains one after another." "On this occasion, "the rain is falling one after another", and people's emotions are also "one after another". The word "a moment" reveals the sadness of happiness and joy disappearing quickly, and also the nostalgia for the lost beautiful life.