One hundred ancient poems by Tomb-Sweeping Day.

1, the wind is loose, listen to the wind and rain.

Song Dynasty: Wu Wenying

Listen to the wind and rain. Worried about grass and flowers. In front of the building is a dark road with a touch of willow and an inch of tenderness. In the cold spring, I was drinking wine, and I dreamed of singing warblers. ?

Xiyuan sweeps the forest pavilion every day. Still enjoying the new sunshine. The wasp frequently pounces on the Xiang Qiu rope. It has both time and delicate hands. I can't spend my honeymoon with melancholy. The secluded steps are covered with moss all night.

2. Qingming

Song Dynasty: Huang Tingjian

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.

It's unfair for people to sacrifice my arrogant concubine and wife, but it's unfair to burn them.

A clever fool has known who it is for thousands of years, and his eyes are full of chrysanthemum.

3. Send Chen Xiucai back to the tomb of Shangshan Province.

Ming Dynasty: 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.

4, Su Causeway Qingming is a thing.

Song Dynasty: 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.

5, hi magpie, six songs withered near the green tree

Five Dynasties: Feng Yansi

Six songs lean against the green trees, the willow wind is light, and the golden glow is exhibited. Who moved the cymbals and Zheng to the jade column and flew over the curtain and Haiyan?

Eyes full of gossamer catkins, when red apricots bloom, it will be sunny and rainy for a while. When you sleep, you will talk nonsense, be in shock and have a good dream.

6. Niannujiao Tree Liu Dong Village Wall

Song Dynasty: Xin Qiji

Wild pond flowers fall, rush by, clear. _ Dongfeng deceives the guest's dream, and a pillow is cold and fearful. This place was once different when the bow was bent on the bank and the willow was a horse. The building is empty, and the old Swift can talk.

I heard that I was in the east, and pedestrians met me, and the curtain was long. The old hatred in Chunjiang continues, and the new hatred in Yunshan is thousands of times. I look forward to seeing you again in the Ming Dynasty. You should also be surprised to ask: How many Fahua are there recently?

1, Qingming is a matter, Tang Dynasty: Meng Haoran

Original: Emperors emphasize Qingming, while people worry about themselves. 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.

When the annual Tomb-Sweeping Day in Kyoto comes again, people will naturally feel sad and nostalgic. The sound of the carriage rang on the road in a complicated way, and the breeze on the outskirts of Dongcheng was lush. Falling flowers fly, grass grows together, orioles fly around, and butterflies play in pairs. Sitting in the empty lobby, recalling the past, replacing wine with tea, chatting for comfort.

2. The Riverside Scene at Qingming Festival in Tang Dynasty: Bai Juyi

Original text: On a romantic night, Hongxuan's blue bricks stab historians. ? Walking alone in a roundabout song, I can't hear the sound of flowers.

On a clear night, the breeze is blowing gently, the moonlight is hazy, and the bluestone steps are covered with red railings. This is the Secretariat House. A person stops in the circuitous corridor, listening to the distant orchestral music and silently enjoying the blooming flowers in the courtyard.

3, Su Causeway Qingming is a thing, Song Dynasty: Wu Weixin

Pear blossoms are in Qingming, and wanderers are out of the city looking for spring. At dusk, the songs are ready, and the willows belong to a warbler.

When the wind blows pear blossoms, it is Tomb-Sweeping Day, and most tourists go out for a walk in search of spring. At dusk, the singing has stopped, the tourists have gone home, and the prostitutes who have been disturbed for a day have returned to enjoy this quiet moment under the willow tree.

4. The Riverside Scene at Qingming Festival in Ren Xu, Qing Dynasty: Qu Dajun.

The morning is light and cold, and the evening is overcast, but I don't feel that spring is already deep. Falling flowers have tears because of wind and rain, and birds are ruthless since ancient times. The old country is like a dream, and Chinese characters are lost. Dragons and snakes return everywhere, and cold food is eager every year.

Light cold bursts filled the morning, and clouds covered the dusk. In the darkness, I didn't even feel the heaviness of spring. Falling flowers shed tears because of wind and rain, and birds are heartless. This matter has existed since ancient times.

The old country's mountains and rivers are suddenly called dreams, and the Chinese heroes are once again depressed. That brave man, drunk and wide, has nowhere to stand. Cold food comes to my guest in vain every year.

5. Riverside Scene at Qingming Festival in Tang Dynasty: Wen

Original: In the Qing 'e painting fan, the spring tree is Yu Jinhong. If you make a mistake, you will wear a weak willow wind. Horses are arrogant and avoid _, chickens are afraid. Who made this play? The oriole is separated from the Forbidden City.

In the clear morning, moths are flying and colorful, just like in a painting fan. Peach trees, peach blossoms and Yu Jinhua are blooming all over the garden. People are excited to go hiking together. When they set out, they saw the dew quivering on the petals of various colors. When they returned, they felt the breeze blowing through the wicker.

The proud horse held its head high and neighed beside the tent, and the chicken climbed out of the newly opened cage and clucked for food everywhere. I wonder who is aiming at the birds and launching missiles. The oriole flew quickly into the courtyard of the partition wall and screamed on the roof, as if to say: People, please don't hurt us, don't destroy the harmony of nature!

Complete works of Tomb-Sweeping Day's ancient poems

Tomb-Sweeping Day is a festival for ancestor worship, mainly for grave-sweeping, which is a concrete embodiment of being cautious in pursuing the future and caring for the family. Many ancient people wrote a lot.

Tomb-Sweeping Day's ancient poems 1

day of mourning

Du Mu

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.

Qingming night

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.

"Seeing friends off at the Riverside Garden on Qingming Festival" [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.

"Qingming" [Song] Huang Tingjian smiled at Qingming, and Noda's wasteland was only sad.

Thunder stung dragons and snakes, and the original vegetation in the suburbs was soft after the rain.

It's unfair for people to sacrifice my arrogant concubine and wife, but it's unfair to burn them.

A clever fool has known who it is for thousands of years, and his eyes are full of chrysanthemum.

Work in the suburbs

[Song] Cheng Hao

When Fiona Fang's green fields roam freely, spring comes around Yaoshanbi.

Chasing the red petals of the wind in the breeze and passing through the swaying alleys; When he feels sleepy, he sits on a mossy stone and rests by the stream.

Sue shouldn't refuse this cup of wine, and don't let the most sincere heart drink it. I'm afraid the wind will blow flowers and pieces will fly everywhere.

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.

"Qingming is a thing" [Tang] Meng Haoran emphasized Qingming in "Emperor", which made people panic.

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.

"Picking mulberry seeds, Tomb-Sweeping Day thinking about the West Lake" [Song] Ouyang Xiu

During the Qingming Festival, the West Lake is good and prosperous everywhere.

Who is fighting for the way? Green willows and bamboos push the cart.

Tourists will go at dusk and wake up drunk and noisy.

The road turned into a dam. Until the city head always flowers.

"Sending friends to the Riverside Garden on Qingming Festival" [Tang] Today, in Tomb-Sweeping Day and Jia Dao, gardens compare things. 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.

"Drinking alone in Qingming Festival" [Song Dynasty] Yu Wang _ A county official idles and only works as an assistant, and it is Qingming on a cold night.

When will spring come and go? Idleness, hatred, idleness and sadness touch each other.

Lacquer swallow oriole boasts a healthy tongue and a light willow flower and elm pod.

Peel it off as the best wine, and laugh and dump Li Sao.

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"The magpie treads, and the six songs float against the green trees." Tang Fengyan thinks that the six songs are withered against the green trees, and the willow wind is light, showing the golden thread. Whoever moves a cymbal, a zither and a jade column, petrels fly over the curtain. Eyes full of gossamer catkins, when red apricots bloom, it will be sunny and rainy for a while. Sleeping in silence, dreaming in a daze, nowhere to be found.

Tomb-Sweeping Day's Ancient Poems II

Du Fu's Tomb-Sweeping Day is a Japanese affair. Author: Du Fu

This is a day that takes a lot of time. There are thousands of people in Changsha. After crossing the water, my eyebrows are bright and my feet are gnawing at my knees. This is a good place to visit Xiangxi Temple. All the generals will come from the army. The trip to Ma Yuan is just around the corner, and Ge Qiang is thinking about it. The golden stirrup goes down the mountain, the red powder is dying, and the teeth are far from the brothel. In ancient times, people knew about the troubled times, and the joys and sorrows of the world were temporarily sent. Although my brother and nephew can't keep accounts, they have never stopped living in peace. Meet less.

Xue Xue Tomb-Sweeping Day

Tomb-Sweeping Day, rainy and sunny, is in its prime. Horse horn mud is soft and dry, and the sleeves are half cage. Color harmony, people have a reward. They are embroidered saddles and poplars. When the sun sets, I linger and return to the grass.

Riverside Scene at Qingming Festival Author: Gao 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.

Gu Taiqing Linjiang County planting begonia the day before Qingming Author: Gu Taiqing

Ten thousand scarlet flowers spit calyx and laugh back to the earth. Move to the ancient temple to plant Zhumen. Cold food in Ming dynasty is another spring. The thin and dry strip is only a few feet long, and Chihiro starts from microscopic reasons. Lv Yun blocked the sun and the tree lost. Remember the flowerpot after the yin bears fruit.

Du Mu rains in the Qingming Festival. Author: Du Mu

Mourning day, drizzle like tears; Pedestrians on the road want to die. Excuse me, where is the restaurant? The shepherd boy pointed to Xinghua Village.

Wen Tomb-Sweeping Day Author: Wen

In Qing E Painting Fan, the trees in spring are golden and red. If you make a mistake, you will wear a weak willow wind. Horses are arrogant and avoid _, chickens are afraid. Who made this play? The oriole is separated from the Forbidden City.

Hao Cheng's suburban activities were immediate. Author: Hao Cheng.

I enjoyed myself in Ye Yuan, where the grass grows like flowers, and saw that spring has come to the mountains, surrounded by green. Chasing the red petals of the wind in the breeze and passing through the swaying alleys; When he feels sleepy, he sits on a mossy stone and rests by the stream. Sue shouldn't refuse this cup of wine, and don't let the most sincere heart drink it. I'm afraid the wind will blow flowers and pieces will fly everywhere. 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.

Bai Juyi's Riverside Scene at Qingming Festival Author: 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.

Toona sinensis jathyapple near Qingming Author: Huang Xiaomai

Near Qingming. The soul disappeared in the branches of the bluebird. It's a pity that a serenade is given to dusk. Want to * * * Liu Hua low v, afraid of Liu Hua frivolous, don't know how to hurt the spring. Miss Chu Xiang, stay at home and be gentle. Who are you gentle with? Empty bottles cry at night, the green hills are silent, and the waning moon is the door. In front of Yulou, there is only a wave of Xiang water, swaying Xiang clouds. Dream is short, when to ask, see peach root again. This time, it is the first time.

Wu Wenying Dujiangyan West Lake Qingming Author: Wu Wenying

Shame and resentment, the evening breeze has not fallen, and the embroidery is slightly heavier. The old embankment is divided into swallowtails, osmanthus trees are light gulls, and Baole leans on the residual clouds. Endless resentment towards the blue, gradually entered the road, fairy pier maze. Intestines diffuse back, see you every other flower, and the back is Chu waist. Wandering around. The title door is melancholy and the shoes are lingering. It is difficult to count silence and accuracy. I also began to feel and miss love, broadband because of spring. Ming dynasty and loneliness. The lake is full of wind and rain. Sandra,

Ouyang Xiu picks mulberry seeds, thinking about the West Lake in Qingming Festival. Good author: Ouyang Xiu

During the Qingming Festival, the West Lake is good and prosperous everywhere. Who's fighting for the road? Green willow and Zhu wheel along. Tourists will go at dusk and wake up drunk and noisy. This road became a bank until the city head was always full of flowers.

Tomb-Sweeping Day's Ancient Poems 3

Wu Wenying Ruilong Silver Deqing Qingming Competition Author: Wu Wenying

Daxi noodles. Looking at embroidered feathers, brocade shuttles fly to practice. Peach blossom thirty-six, shark palace sleeps, thunder turns. Fly like an arrow. Take advantage of the situation to rush the flag and drum, and Su Lanxue splashed. The east wind is cold and wet, the dumplings are fishy, and the sun is cloudy. It is getting late. Green apples are born in Europe, regardless of spring, and people take sand far away. In the dying days, a river was half opened, and the shadows were messy. The mountain screen is drunk, connecting the east and west coasts. Do it, Qianhong makeup.

Tomb-Sweeping Day Yu Ou and Yu Yu, Kong Xiaoshu and Wang Xiucai went to Kaihua Temple to play and fell ill. No traveling together, ten rhymes and eighteen horses. Author: Cui

The mountains entered the city and the bells rang. Use your leisure time to explore the weather in spring. You are heavy, and the cloister is far away. Falling flowers are full of rocks, and clouds cover the grass. Drill the fire to see the firewood man, drink the spring water to meet the wild animal. When you love the law, you will look to the right. It is right or wrong to uphold the constitution, correct evil and publish books. At that time, Cai Mao was elected and his son was born. Give a reply in the next chapter and entertain friends and old friends. Single hanging curtain failure

Wu Wenying's crimson lips are bright and clear. Author: Wu Wenying

Now it's clear, and the flowers are not on Xiyuan Road. Tender shade and green trees. This is the place where spring stays. Swallows return, and the past flows eastward. Collect shirts and store them. A wisp of old cold Tears wet the curtain.

Yu Wang Tomb-Sweeping Day: Yu Wang _

A county magistrate is idle and only works as an agreement, and a cold festival is Qingming. When will spring come and go? Idleness, hatred, idleness and sadness touch each other. Lacquer swallow oriole boasts a healthy tongue and a light willow flower and elm pod. Peel it off as the best wine, and laugh and dump Li Sao.

Ouyang Xiu picks mulberry seeds, thinking about the West Lake in Qingming Festival. Good author: Ouyang Xiu

During the Qingming Festival, the West Lake is good and prosperous everywhere. Who is fighting for the way? Green willows and bamboos push the cart. Tourists will go at dusk and wake up drunk and noisy. The road turned into a dam. Until the city head always flowers.

Three sins of crossing the river at Qingming Festival in Wu Wenying West Lake by Wu Wenying

Shame, blush and hate, the evening breeze has not fallen, and the embroidery worker is a little heavier. The old embankment is divided into swallowtails, osmanthus trees are light gulls, and Baole leans on the residual clouds. Endless resentment towards the blue, gradually entered the road, fairy pier maze. Intestines diffuse back, see you every other flower, back is Chu waist. Wandering around. The title door is melancholy, and the quiet period is difficult to count. I also began to feel and miss love, broadband because of spring. Things in the Ming Dynasty were lonely and cold, which made the lake full of troubles and worries.

One-day tour of Qingjiang Yin Qingming Author: 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 Chun drunk.

Liu Yong Yulan is slow, and the tung blossoms are rotten. Author: liuyong

Tear down the rotten tung flowers, drain the rain at the beginning, and wash them clean. Apricots are burned in the forest, peach blossoms are embroidered in the wild, and the scenery is like a screen. The whole city, trying to win, suddenly carved saddle _ suburbs _. The wind is warm and the strings are crisp, and thousands of families compete to play new sounds. Yingying, go for an outing and fight grass. People are gorgeous and likable. Often go to the side of the road, leaving a hairpin, pearl green. Celebrate, to Kerry, believe in gold _ exhaust Yushan. Against the Ming dynasty

Du Anshi He Qingming Weather Author: Du Anshi

Qingming weather. I'll be drunk forever. The terrace is shaded by trees. The wind is very good. Bird's nest square, small basin, new lotus cover. This is just a happy moment. Single coat, half nephrite body. Pomegranate is very beautiful, a pinch of red. After a few repairs outside the window, the cold is leaning against each other. There is a place to worry about, it is difficult to meet, and there is no one. All right, sit in the boudoir. Lazy, more makeup comb, self-aware of the new haggard.

Du Fu's Two Poems of Qingming Festival

A new passenger ship came from North Korea, and the lake was a clean spring scenery. Embroidering feathers makes him complacent. Beauty rides bamboo, but I miss it. Finally, with the ending of Hutong, Chu women's waist is also poor. I can't see the old place of the city, but I still have Jiafu's well. Coke's empty touch is cold food, real money is sold by Yan Jun, Zhong Ding's mountains and forests are different in nature, and mud mash and coarse rice are my years. This body wanders in the west and the east, and its right arm is withered and half deaf. quiet

Qing Ming by Huang Tingjian: Huang Tingjian

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. It's unfair for people to sacrifice my arrogant concubine and wife, but it's unfair to burn them. A clever fool has known who it is for thousands of years, and his eyes are full of chrysanthemum.

Tomb-Sweeping Day's Ancient Poems 4

Yu Wang Qingming Author: 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.

Hao Cheng's suburban activities were immediate. Author: Hao Cheng.

A trip to the suburbs means that when the countryside is deserted, spring enters the surrounding mountains. Chasing the red petals of the wind in the breeze and passing through the swaying alleys; When he feels sleepy, he sits on a mossy stone and rests by the stream. Sue shouldn't refuse this cup of wine, and don't let the most sincere heart drink it. I'm afraid the wind will blow flowers and pieces will fly everywhere. 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.

1. Before and after Qingming, plant melons and beans.

2. Qingming is connected with Grain Rain, so seed soaking cultivation should not be delayed.

3. Qingming is busy planting wheat, while Grain Rain is busy farming.

There is more and more rain in Qingming, and there is wind every day.

After the vernal equinox, in front of Tomb-Sweeping Day, the apricot blossoms in the mountains are endless.

6. It rains a lot during the Qingming Festival, and pedestrians on the road want to break their souls.

7. Pear blossoms are clear, and wanderers leave Spring City.

On a sunny night, the red porch of the garden is a thorn in the historian's side.

9. The emperor emphasized Qingming, and the people worried about themselves.

10. After the scenery is clear, before Yunshan.

Five ancient poems by Tomb-Sweeping Day.

Qingming Festival in Su Causeway is just around the corner. Author: 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.

Meng Haoran's Qingming is that thing. Author: 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.

Qu Dajun Ren Xu Qingming Author: Qu Dajun

Ren Xu's Qingming Festival is a light cold night work. He didn't realize that spring was already deep. Falling flowers have tears because of wind and rain, and birds are ruthless since ancient times. The old country's mountains and rivers are just dreams, and Chinese characters are lost. Dragons and snakes return everywhere, and cold food is eager every year.

Yong Santai Qingming Film Producer: Yong

At the beginning, I saw pear blossoms with jathyapple, and Haitang half contained morning rain. In Yuan Chun, I couldn't help crossing Qingmen, starting from Yugou and diving over Nanpu. The east wind is quiet, and the willow is dark. Looking at the phoenix is neither smoke nor fog. In good times, the ruling and opposition parties are more happy, full of wine and ink, and peaceful flute and drum. At first glance, the warbler sounds intermittently and swallows fly around. Near the green water, the platform reflects the swing, the grass fights together, and two women swim. Geng, wine cold outing

Gao Qi sent Chen Xiucai back to Shangshan Tomb. Author: 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.

Fan Chengda's Du Lidao on Qingming Day. Author: Fan Chengda

Sprinkle towels and rain, and wear a side hat. Flowers bloom in the mountains and willows lie in the water. Stone horses stand in the air and kites fly in the air. _ After the separation, the blackbird is due west and east.

Lumen things by Zhang Ji

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.

Jia Dao Qingming Shanghe Garden to send a friend off Author: 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.

Wei Zhuang Chang 'an Qingming Author: Wei Zhuang

Fleas 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.

Du Mu Qingming Author: Du Mu

Mourning day, drizzle like tears; Pedestrians on the road want to die. Excuse me, where is the restaurant? The shepherd boy pointed to Xinghua Village.

Gao Qi Qingming Exhibition Hall: Gao Qi

New cigarettes make willows forbidden, and apricots are fragrant and vulgar. There are mountains around the white sky, and there are no homesickness in Qingming. Under the tomb of Bian Hou, the grass is misty and the flowers are reflected in front of Lu Nv. I'm glad my old friend is waiting for a letter, and I plan to get drunk in Beijing.

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Tomb-Sweeping Day's Poems

1, young, always following, during the Qingming period. -Wang _ "Looking for incense slowly when you are tired, dew _ until 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

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.

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.