The 10 ancient poems for Qingming Festival are as follows:

(1) "The First Rain in Spring at Lin'an"

Song Dynasty. Lu You.

The flavor of the world is as thin as a veil in the year, who made the horseback riding passenger Beijing.

The small building listens to the spring rain one night, and the deep alley sells apricot blossoms in the morning.

Short, slanting lines of paper are made of grass, and the sunny window is filled with milk and tea.

There is no need for a plain coat to be worn in the wind and dust, as long as it is clear enough to reach home.

(2) Qingming

Song Dynasty. Huang Tingjian.

The festival of Ching Ming, the peach and the plum are smiling, the wild field and the deserted mound are only sorrowful.

Thunder is frightening the world and the dragons and snakes are stinging, rain is enough to soften the grass and trees in the countryside.

People beg to sacrifice their concubines and women, while soldiers are willing to burn to death.

Who are the wise and the foolish in a thousand years, and who are they?

(3) "Cold Food and Wild Hope Minstrelsy"

Tang. Bai Juyi.

The crows cry and the magpies make noise and faint the trees, and who cries at the cold food of the Qingming Festival.

The wind is blowing the paper money in the wilderness, and the grass is green in the ancient tombs.

The pear blossoms are reflected in the poplar trees.

We can't hear you crying in the darkness of the spring, but the rain makes you go home.

(4) "Cold Food on the Mound"

Song Dynasty. Yang Wanli.

What is so fine about the straight road? The bridge is dangerous, can you not help it?

The distant mountains and the maple are pale, and the broken house and the wheat are lonely.

The grass is still there in the spring, and there is no new road.

The pear blossom has been in the air since the last day of the festival.

(5) "Cold Food on the Way"

Tang Dynasty. Song Zhiwen.

The cold eclipse on the horse, the twilight spring on the way.

Poorly looking at Jiangpu, not seeing the people of Luoqiao.

The North Pole is pregnant with the Lord of Light, the South Sea is a desertion of ministers.

The old garden is a broken place, and the willows are new every day and night.

(6) "The Imminent Events of Qingming at Su Causeway"

Song Dynasty.

Wu Weixin

Pear blossom wind is rising in the Qingming, travelers looking for spring half out of the city.

At sunset the pianos and songs were packed away, and ten thousand willows belonged to the warblers.

(7) "Qingjiang lure Qingming day outing"

Ming. Wang Pan.

Where is the good place to ask the west building to prohibit smoke? Green field and clear sky road.

Horses neighing through the willow, people leaning on the swing and laughing, exploring the warbler flowers always teach spring to be drunk.

(8) "Cold Food"

Tang Dynasty. Han Jian (swarming).

There is no place where flowers do not fly in the city of spring, and the east wind of the cold eclipse makes the willow slant.

The candles were passed around the Han Palace at sunset, and the light smoke was scattered into the houses of the five lords.

(ix) "Cold Food and Wild Hope Minstrelsy"

Tang Dynasty. Bai Juyi.

The crows cry and the magpies make noise and faint the trees, and who cries at the cold food of the Qingming Festival.

The wind is blowing the paper money in the wilderness, and the grass is green in the ancient tombs.

The pear blossoms are reflected in the poplar trees.

We can't hear you crying in the darkness of the spring, but we're going home in the evening rain.

(10) "Climbing the Laojun Pavilion on Qingming Day and Looking at the City of Luo, Presenting a Gift to Daoist Han"

Tang Dynasty. Bai Juyi.

Scenery and fireworks on the day of Ching Ming, singing and crying among the cities.

What is it that does not follow the waters of East Luo, and whose family is buried in North Mangshan.

The bridge is a long way from the center, and the boats on the lower ferry are not idle.

The graves and tombs are so crowded that the cranes in Liaodong are still flying.