In the willows of Ma Si, people laugh and swing, and the sound of warblers always makes Chun drunk. -Wang Pan in the Ming Dynasty's Qingming Day in Jiangyin, in which horses wear willows and people laugh on swings, and detectives always teach Chunzui. Where is the west building smoking ban? Green fields and sunny roads.

Tomb-Sweeping Day's appreciation of Tomb-Sweeping Day's customs is rich and interesting. In addition to paying attention to prohibiting fire and sweeping graves, there are also a series of customs and sports activities, such as hiking, swinging, cuju, polo and willow planting. According to legend, this is because Tomb-Sweeping Day wants to ban cold food and fire. In order to prevent the harm of cold food and cold meal to people, we all take part in some sports activities to exercise. Therefore, this festival is a distinctive festival, with both sad tears to sweep graves and laughter for an outing. Wang Pan (about 1470 ~ 1530) is known as the crown of Nanyin. Writers and painters of Sanqu in Ming Dynasty also knew medicine. The word hung-chien is from Gaoyou, Jiangsu. When I was young, I didn't take the imperial examination. I have never been an official in my life. I am addicted to landscape poetry and painting, building a building in the west of the city, and singing songs with literati all day long, hence the name "West Building". Sanqu has a wide range of themes. During the period of Zheng De, eunuchs were in power, and when the ship arrived in Gaoyou, they blew trumpets to disturb the people and made a satirical song "Singing the Horn to the Emperor". He is the author of Wang Xilou Yuefu, Mr. Wang Xilou Yuefu, Wild Cookbook, and Xilou Law Poetry. Pan Wang

The general just stepped into a BMW with a white jade saddle to fight. After the battle, there was only bleak moonlight on the battlefield. The shepherd brought the calf back, hunted horses and brought birds back. Wuyuan is green in autumn and huma is proud. If Wei Qing, who attacked Longcheng, and Li Guang, the flying general, were alive today, the Huns would not be allowed to go south to spend their horses in Yinshan. The north wind blows snow over the scar, and it is colder to drink horses in the Great Wall Cave. Despite the dust, the Tatar horse fat, the west of the Jinshan Mountain, and the gathering of smoke and dust, Oh, general of China's army, start your campaign! . Our troops rest in the orchid garden, feed horses on grassy slopes, shoot birds at the water's edge and fish in the long river. Thousands of willows send horseshoes, and geese fly from north to south. A horse's hair will shrink like a hedgehog, and its horns will not stretch. Then I waved my hair at the shadow of the sunset and leaned back on the horse. Clouds are rolling, dust is rolling, and the army drives straight into the ancient city of Chang' an. The horseshoe treads on the water, and the drunken sleeve reveals the wind. I still remember the young man stepping on Han Road and holding Dong Guo. The horse crouched, and the caged bird thought of the distant sign. The setting sun does not break, and the west wind is empty.