Du Mu in 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.

Comments: This is the most widely circulated Qingming poem. The most wonderful words are "I want to break my soul", and the sadness of the mourners is vividly on the paper. Later generations also adapted this poem into a short sitcom in different ways-it rained in succession during the Qingming Festival. On the road, pedestrians want to break their souls. 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 the Qingming Festival. Su Shi/Kloc-married Wang Fu at the age of 0/9, and the husband and wife fell in love. 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.

Comments: Bai Juyi is good at depicting the atmosphere in this poem. Paper money and ancient tombs fluttering in the wind give people a sense of killing and a sense of tranquility. 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, and the broken houses are beside the lonely wheat. The spring breeze is coming again, and all the new buildings are gone. Pear blossoms are cold food, and it is only when you enter the festival that you are worried.

Comment: This is how the author felt when he went to the grave. Focus on rendering the bleak scene on the way to the underworld. Lonely broken houses and dangerous bridges all give people a feeling of helplessness. So "just worry about it."

Before Qing dynasty and Ming dynasty

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.

Comments: I thought of the dead and the value of life in the wilderness from the 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

In late spring, Chang 'an city is full of songs and dances, and countless flowers fall. The east wind of the Cold Food Festival blows on the willow trees in the royal garden. As night fell, the palace was busy lighting candles, and smoke drifted to the house of the prince and the marquis.

Comments: Different from other poems about Qingming, this poem is obviously endowed with political color. Before Tomb-Sweeping Day in Tang Dynasty, ministers were given Qingming candles in the palace. As a result, the smoke lit by those candles enveloped the palace and scattered around, cleverly satirizing the number of privileged and powerful people.

Yes, it's Lou's business.

The tiller calls for love boats, and the spring grass is green and boundless. Try going to Wumen to see the county outline. There are some new cigarettes in Qingming.

Comments: The subtle sentence of this poem is "There are new smoke in several places in Qingming Festival", but there is no new smoke, indicating 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.

On Tomb-Sweeping Day's Classical Poetry (Ⅱ)

On the way to cold food (Tang Dynasty) Song Wenzhi

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.

Things outside the door (Tang)

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.

Qingming Festival (Song) 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.

Cold Food on the Tomb (Song) Yang Wanli

Go straight to your husband! Can this bridge be out of danger?

The maple leaves in the distant mountains are pale outside, and the broken houses are beside the lonely wheat.

The spring breeze is coming again, and all the new buildings are gone.

Pear blossoms are cold food, and it is only when you enter the festival that you are worried.

Doing things in the suburbs (Song) Cheng Hao

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.

Tomb-Sweeping Day-Song and 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.

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.

Tomb-Sweeping Day-Song Wang Yu

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.

"Send Chen Xiucai back to the Tomb of Shashang Province" (Ming) 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.

On Tomb-Sweeping Day's Classical Poetry (Ⅲ)

Wang Yucheng's Tomb-Sweeping Day

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.

On the way to cold food (Tang Dynasty) Song Wenzhi

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.

Cold food (Tang) Hanyi

In late spring, Chang 'an city is full of songs and dances, and countless flowers fall. The east wind of the Cold Food Festival blows on the willow trees in the royal garden. As night fell, the palace was busy lighting candles, and smoke drifted to the house of the prince and the marquis.

Cold Food on the Tomb (Song) Yang Wanli

Go straight to your husband! Can this bridge be out of danger? The maple leaves in the distant mountains are pale outside, and the broken houses are beside the lonely wheat.

The spring breeze is coming again, and all the new buildings are gone. Pear blossoms are cold food, and it is only when you enter the festival that you are worried.

Things outside the door (Tang)

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.

"Su Causeway Qingming is a thing" (Song) 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.

Doing things in the suburbs (Song) Cheng Hao

Fiona Fang is wild and wild, and spring enters the surrounding mountains and rivers; Xing Zhuan's chaos is red through Liuxiang, and it is because of the flowing water that he sits on the Emperor Ji.

Don't say that the wine is very drunk, lest it be romantic; 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.

"Send Chen Xiucai back to the Tomb of Shashang Province" (Ming) 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.

Qingjiang attracts Qingming Day Tour (Ming) 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.