What the ancients liked most was to recite poetry and paint. No matter what kind of festival it was, they always recited a poem, and Hanyi festival was no exception. Do you know what the classic ancient poems of Hanyi festival were? Let's have a look
Seven wonders & middot; Hanyi Festival
The smoky sunset is even more dusk,
A thousand fires on the road are everywhere.
Send it to the dead and burn the money,
The dark path is cold and far away, and I miss my family.
Seven wonders. Sadness
The new hemp cuts out the Royal dress makeup,
Kneel to the southwest and feel sad.
Don't wait in the spring city,
Send paper money to Mingxiang.
VII. Send sorrow
Send cold clothes on the street tonight,
I owe my family and know it.
Suddenly recalling the human housing stock,
We'll send our thoughts together.
Seven laws & middot; Hanyi Festival (the first day of October)
This festival has never had anything to do with me. How can I break my heart this year.
Looking at the northwest of the cross street, the dream soul invades at the third watch.
The stars are cold because of the new moon, and the children send cotton clothes and feather beds.
When you turn away paper money, you should take two lapels.
Seven laws. Thinking of old friends
Everything in the world is separated by Yin and Yang, but you can know it before you know it.
When you are sad, you know it. When you are happy, you can think of your old friends.
Sad tears but with cold clothes, cold fog but afraid of paper foil wet.
Don't complain about human misery, which makes people cry under the spring.
Seven laws. Snow sorrow
The goose feather has seen the broken sky for a long time, and the goose has never crossed Beiguan.
However, the snow e waves, it is difficult for a single oar to break the ice.
Can cold clothes warm the lonely door? The image is still a hundred tree bends.
The king of Xiang will never love Wushan again!
Wuyan. Hanyi Festival
You Ming is separated by two boundaries,
Cold and warm are always sad.
Burning paper everywhere,
Send cold clothes every family.
The smoke rises vast,
Another thread into the clouds.
The old look should be unforgettable,
Who asked Lao Qu?
Hanyi Festival (I)
Always on such a day
Let souls meet
The cold came from the treetops
Go deep into our hearts
To the land under your feet
Stepping on the crisp sound of dead leaves
Walking in the cool night like water
Our relatives are in the cold wind
Thin clothes and haggard appearance
Their paradise is clean and cold
It's a place where the sun can't shine
We can only reach out in our dreams
Shake hands with them
Trust us in if there is nothing
Love and sadness
They endured hardships
Leave us in this world
Continue the dream and leave us
When the cold comes
Send them warm clothes
Our loved ones give their lives
Give great love
Our relatives ask for simplicity
Some simple paper
Then there is the flame of paper
Teach us in the fire
How to bring family affection
Review extravagance
Send cold clothes (Part 2)
Wind, rolling up the pain of October
Over mountains and rivers
Come all the way from home
I can hear my father's heavy footsteps and
Mother coughed gently
The tall buildings in the city were destroyed
The smell of soil
The streets are full of flowers
It's a cold coat for relatives
Hold it piously in your hand
As if I touched them
Cold body
Our relatives always
Walk against the light on the back of the sun
Hide their difficulties and extravagant hopes
Come here tonight without a moon
As opposed to our silence
The night is quiet
Who is playing a sad song
Recite pious scriptures in the wind
Light the paper and let it warm
Wrap those beautiful clothes
The flames are like a bird
Happy bird
Fly towards your parents' home