Qingming Festival is a traditional festival in China. On this day, we need to visit tombs to worship ancestors and go outing. What did the ancients do in Qingming? Are there any poems about Qingming Festival? Let's enjoy them with Xiaobian.
Qingming
(Tang Dynasty) Du Mu
A drizzling rain falls like tears on the Mourning Day; The mourner's heart is going to break on his way.
Where can a wineshop be found to drown his sad hours? A cowherd points to a cot mid apricot flowers.
The most famous poem about the cold food custom of Qingming Festival:
Cold food
Han Hong
Spring city is full of flowers, cold food east wind Yu Liu oblique.
In the dusk of the Han Dynasty, the candles were passed on to the five Marquis's house.
One of the poems about Qingming Festival:
Qingming night
[Tang] Bai Juyi
In the clear and bright night of the moon and the wind, the Red Pavilion is built to stab historians.
Walk around the cloister alone to have a rest. Listen to the stringer and watch the flowers.
Send Deng Rui's second son home on the Qingming Day
Dai shulun
The bells and drums are noisy, and the chariots push for night clothes.
Xiaochu's new fire, light willow and dark frost.
Pass the mirror to see HUAFA, hold the cup to talk about hometown.
Every child's tears are stained with clothes today.
A panoramic view of the city after the Qingming Dynasty
After the scenery is clear and bright, Yunshan looks up.
A hundred flowers are like old days, a thousand wells produce new smoke.
There is no open space in the grass, and the river flows far away.
Where is Chang'an? It refers to the sunset.
Tomorrow of the Qing Dynasty, Qujiang, huaiyou - [Tang] Luo Yin
You and Tian Su are old friends. I'll make preparations for them.
Two years of isolation under the spring, do the day sad song water head.
Gulls seem to be able to integrate physics, and apricot flowers are suspicious and anxious.
Widows and children should eat cold food and weep in Jiangling.
Cold food - [Tang] Meng Yunqing
In February, the south of the Yangtze River is full of flowers, and the cold food in other places is far from sad.
Poor people often have no fireworks, not only the Ming Dynasty for the son push.
Qingming is the case - Meng Haoran
The emperor stressed the importance of Qingming, and his heart felt sad.
The sound of cars on the road, liuse east city green.
Flowers falling and grass growing together, birds flying and butterflies playing.
Empty hall sitting phase memory, drink tea chat generation drunk.
Qingming - [Tang] Sun Changyin
In the late spring of Qingming, I look at the northern mountain.
The flint fire opens a new flame, and the Tung flower makes an old branch.
Shen Ming is ashamed of the things of his age, and the feast is a hindrance to his friends.
Less than the birds in the forest, move trees and feather.
Wei Yingwu, remembering his brothers in the Ming Dynasty
Cold food side is sick, open-minded a Xin Ran.
At last, the county is full of fireworks.
The apricot porridge is still delicious, and the elm soup has been slightly fried.
Only hate to kiss Yan, sit and spend this fragrant year.
Chang'an Qingming - [Tang] Weizhuang
Fleas are hurt in spring and rain, but the grass is more delicate.
Internal officials gave qingminghuo for the first time, and Shangxiang gave free money.
Purple road randomly hisses red chiding, green Yang Gao Ying draws swing.
The tourists remember Chengping and secretly like the scenery of the past.
Cold food on the way
(Tang) song Zhiwen
It's late spring on the way.
Poor Jiangpu, no Luoqiao people.
North Pole huaiming master, South Ming as courtiers.
At the heartbreak of the old garden, willows are new day and night.
Lu men is the matter
(Tang) Zhang Ji
Farming husband recruited love boat, spring grass green ten thousand fields;
Try Wumen to see the county. There are some new cigarettes in Qingming.
Qingming
(Song Dynasty) Wang Yuqiao
No flower, no wine, clear and clear, like a wild monk.
Yesterday, my neighbor begged for new fire, and I knew the window and reading lamp.
"Cold food on the grave"
(Song Dynasty) Yang Wanli
How fine are you! Can you help me when the bridge is in danger?
Far mountain maple outside light, broken wheat edge alone.
Old grass and spring breeze, new Qian new year without.
Pear flower from cold food, into the festival only sorrow.
Suburban travel is just a matter of fact
Cheng Hao (Song Dynasty)
The grass is green and the field is wild, and spring comes into the remote mountain and green;
Xingzhu chaotic red through the willow lane, solid because of the water sitting on the moss;
Don't be afraid of the red flowers;
It's a fine day in Qingming. You may as well take a tour and never forget to return.
Qingming - [song] Huang Tingjian
When the festival is clear and bright, I laugh, but when the field is desolate, I feel sad.
The thunder startles the world, the dragon and the snake sting, and the rain makes the grass and trees soft.
People beg to sacrifice Yu Jiao's concubine and wife, but they are willing to burn to death.
For thousands of years, sages and fools have known who they are. There is a hill full of Artemisia.
Qingming - [song] Wang Yu
No flower, no wine, clear and clear, like a wild monk.
Yesterday, my neighbor begged for new fire, and I knew the window and reading lamp.
Send Chen Xiucai back to the tomb of shashang Province
(Ming) Gao Qi
Full of blood, tears and dust, you can also mourn when you return home.
The wind and rain, pear blossom and cold food, how many tombs come?