The poems for the Ghost Festival are as follows:

1. During the Ghost Festival, the mountains are covered with fog, and tears turn into the rain of longing for relatives. I pray that the souls of the deceased will be safe and that everyone in the world will be happy and healthy. The deceased has passed away, but so are the living. May the deceased relatives rest in peace, and may the living relatives be well.

2. How much sorrow, how much care, how much tears, how many heartbreaks. Dear relatives far away in heaven, how are you doing? Although we are separated by yin and yang, and although we are on opposite sides of the sky, the care in our hearts will remain with us forever and ever.

3. Dear relatives who have passed away, for so many years, I thought that I had recovered. For so many years, I thought that I had recovered and no longer hurt. However, every time at this time, my heart feels faint. The ground hurts, and when it rains, it hurts even more.

4. Light a heart lamp and give it to your deceased relatives to light up your way home. May you gain happiness and eternal life in heaven!

5. There are no happy words, only deep thoughts! My dear, how are you doing there? Are the maple leaves red in heaven, wild geese flying south, cloud shadows in the blue sky, autumn rain bringing coolness, I will send you money, don’t forget to put on extra clothes when it’s cold.

6. With a trace of nostalgia, with an unforgettable feeling, with a sincere emotion, on this day before the Ghost Festival, release the 365 days of longing. If I could live my life over again, your happiness and health would be my greatest wish!

7. With a trace of nostalgia, with an unforgettable feeling, with a sincere emotion, on this day before the Ghost Festival, release the 365 days of longing. If I could live my life over again, your happiness and health would be my greatest wish!

8. A glass of sake is filled with longing for loved ones; a chrysanthemum is wrapped in thoughts of the deceased; a thousand lines of tears are filled with memories of the past; wisps of green smoke are floating with memories of the past. The memory of ancestors. Dear loved ones who have passed away, I wish you all the best!

9. It’s that time of year again, and the Spring Festival seems to be back to ordinary life. Endless thoughts are buried in my heart. During the Mid-Autumn Festival, light a heart lantern to express your endless sorrow and longing for your favorite father!