Qingming ancient poems

1, cold food Tang Song Wenzhi is on the road.

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.

2. Qingming is Tang Meng Haoran.

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.

3. Tomb-Sweeping Day remembers Tang Wei Wu Ying.

Cold food prescription is sick, and it is awkward to open the chest.

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.

4. Fan Dacheng in Southern Song Dynasty crossed the road on Qingming Day.

Sprinkle towels and rain, and wear a side hat.

Flowers bloom in the mountains and willows lie in the water.

Shimali Road, the kite is flying.

After people dispersed, blackbirds were due west and east.

5, Su Causeway Qingming is the prestige of Wu Song.

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.

6. Suburban Affairs Song Chenghao

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.

7. Qingming Huang Songting Bamboo Slips

Every holiday season, I miss my parents, and the peaches and plums smile, and the Noda wilderness 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.

8. Cold food and extravagant hopes

Tang Bai Juyi

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.

Pear blossoms reflect poplar trees, full of parting places.

I don't hear the heavy spring crying, but the rustling rain makes people return.

Cold food, or Cold Food Festival, is a day or two before Tomb-Sweeping Day. Smoking is not allowed on this day, only cold food is eaten, so it is called "Cold Food Festival". In the development of later generations, customs such as sweeping sacrifices gradually increased. Later, the custom of ancestor worship at the Cold Food Festival merged with Tomb-Sweeping Day, and the Cold Food Festival was gradually forgotten. Many people in modern times only know "Tomb-Sweeping Day" and don't know the name "Cold Food Festival".