Ancient Qingming poems with paintings: Du Mu's "Qingming" in the Tang Dynasty, Wang Yucheng's "Qingming" in the Song Dynasty, Gao Zhu's "Wine on the Qingming Day" in the Song Dynasty, Cheng Hao's "Journey to the Suburbs" in the Song Dynasty, Wu Weixin's "Suzhou" in the Song Dynasty The Qingming Festival is about to happen."
1. "Qingming" by Du Mu in the Tang Dynasty
It rains heavily during the Qingming Festival, and pedestrians on the road want to die. May I ask where the restaurant is? The shepherd boy points to Xinghua Village in the distance.
Interpretation: The drizzle falls one after another during the Qingming Festival in the south of the Yangtze River, and all the pedestrians on the road are in despair. May I ask the local people where to buy wine to drown their sorrows? The shepherd boy smiled and pointed to Xinghua Mountain Village in the distance.
2. "Qingming" by Wang Yucheng of the Song Dynasty
After Qingming without flowers and wine, the mood is as dull as a wild monk. Yesterday, the neighbor asked for a new fire, and Xiao Chuang was given a reading lamp.
Interpretation: I spent this Qingming Festival with no flowers to see and no wine to drink. Such a lonely and miserable life is like a monk in a deserted mountain temple. Everything is boring to me. Seems very depressed and lonely. Yesterday, I got some fresh fire from my neighbor. Early in the morning of Qingming Festival, I lit a lamp in front of the window and sat down to read.
3. "Wine Drinking on Qingming Day" by Gao Zhu of the Song Dynasty
There are many tombs on the mountain tops in the north and south, and Qingming sacrifices and sweeps are different. 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.
Interpretation: On the day of Tomb Sweeping Day, people everywhere in the south and north mountains are busy visiting graves and offering sacrifices. The ashes of the burned paper were flying everywhere like white butterflies, crying miserably, just like the cuckoo bird vomiting blood when it cries.
At dusk, the silent cemetery is desolate, except for the fox lying on the grave and sleeping. At night, the children returning from visiting the grave laughed happily in front of the lamp. Therefore, when a person has wine, he should drink it, and when he is blessed, he should enjoy it. After a person dies, how can a drop of the wine that the children go to the grave to offer sacrifices ever flow to the underworld?
4. "A Walk in the Suburbs" by Cheng Hao of the Song Dynasty
You can do whatever you want in the green fields of Fangyuan, and spring comes in the distant mountains and green surroundings. The prosperous and chaotic red walks through the willow alley, and the trapped water sits on the moss rock. Mo Ci drank a lot of wine to persuade her, but she was afraid that the wind and flowers would fly away. The weather is fine during the Qingming Festival, so you might as well travel without forgetting to return home.
Interpretation: I was playing in the fields full of fragrant grass and flowers, and saw that the spring scenery had reached the distant mountains, and the surroundings were green. Take advantage of your enthusiasm to chase the red petals flying in the wind, walk through the alleys with swaying willow silk; when you feel sleepy, sit on the moss-covered stones by the stream and rest in front of the flowing water.
Don’t refuse this glass of wine and live up to your very sincere invitation to drink. I’m just afraid that the wind will blow the flowers and scatter them one by one. Moreover, today is the Qingming Festival, and the weather is sunny and good, which is perfect for fun, but it is not fun to forget to return.
5. "Qingming Festival on Su Di" by Wu Weixin in the Song Dynasty
The pear blossoms are blowing in the wind 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.
Interpretation: The beautiful spring scenery and the gentle breeze are full of tourists on the banks of the West Lake. In the evening, the people outing and visiting the lake have dispersed, and the music and singing have stopped. However, the West Lake is full of orioles in thousands of trees, singing their melodious songs, and the spring scenery remains the same. The West Lake during the Qingming Festival is described as a paradise on earth, so beautiful.