There are poems about the Qingming Festival, what are the poems about the Qingming Festival ?

Lumen is the matter" Tang) Zhang Ji.

The ploughman recruits the love building boat, and the spring grass is green and green;

Try to go to Wumen to peep at the county Guo, there are new smoke in several places in Qingming.

Qingming" Song) Wang Yuqiao.

There are no flowers and no wine to pass the Qingming, and the interest is like a wild monk.

Yesterday, the neighbor begged for a new fire, and the dawn window was divided with the reading lamp.

Su Di Qingming is the matter".

Song) Wu Weixin.

The pear blossom wind is clear, and the wanderer is looking for spring and half out of the city.

The sunset sheng song is cleaned up, and 10,000 willows are warblers.

Cold food on the mound "Song) Yang Wanli.

How fine is the straight husband! Can the bridge be exempted?

The distant mountain maple is faint, and the broken house is lonely.

The spring breeze of the grass is again, and the new year is gone.

Pear blossoms eat from the cold, and they are only sad when they enter the festival.

The outskirts are the thing" Song) Cheng Hao.

The grass and green fields act arbitrarily, and the spring enters the mountains and greens;

Xing chases the chaotic red through the willow lane, and sits on the moss because of the flowing water;

Mo Cizhan wine is very persuasive, only afraid of the wind and red;

In addition, the weather is clear and clear, so you might as well travel and don't forget to return.

Qingming Festival is not only one of the 24 solar terms in China, but also an important sacrificial festival. The traditional Qingming Festival of the Chinese nation began around the Zhou Dynasty.

The outskirts are the thing" Song) Cheng Hao.

Fangyuan green fields act freely, and spring is surrounded by mountains and mountains.

Xing chases the chaotic red through the willow lane, and sits on the moss rock by the flowing water.

Mo Cizhan wine is very persuasive, but he is afraid of the wind and flowers.

In addition, the weather is clear and clear, so you might as well travel and don't forget to return.

Su Di Qingming is the matter (Song) Wu Weixin.

The pear blossom wind is clear, and the wanderer is looking for spring and half out of the city.

The sunset sheng song is cleaned up, and 10,000 willows are warblers.

Cold food sent Zheng Qi Shilang (five generations) Yang Huizhi.

Out of the suburbs during the Qingming Dynasty, the lonely mountain city of Liuyingmen.

The water isolates the light smoke and repairs the bamboo temple, and the road passes through the rain and flower village.

The cold wine is thin and difficult to get drunk, and the ground is high and easy to break the soul.

Looking back at the hometown thousands of miles away, don't say anything to anyone?

Ruan Langgui Nanyuan Spring Half Foot (Song) Ouyang Xiu.

When the southern country is half-green in spring, the wind and the neighing of horses.

Green plums are like beans and willows are like eyebrows, and butterflies fly every day.

The flower dew is heavy, the grass smoke is low, the curtain hangs down, the swing is sleepy and sleepy, and the painting beam is double swallow.

Qingming] Tang (Du Mu) rains a lot during the Qingming Festival, and pedestrians on the road want to break their souls. By asking where the restaurant is, the shepherd boy pointed to Xinghua Village.

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It rains a lot in the season, on the road.

Du pedestrians want to break their souls. —zhi—Du Mu "Qingming".

dao2, the Ming Dynasty is cold, and it is the spring of another year. - Genus - Gu Taiqing "Linjiang Immortals, Planting Begonias the Day Before Qingming".

3. Where is the restaurant? The shepherd boy refers to Xinghua Village. - Du Mu, "Qingming".

4. Flowers fly everywhere in the spring city, and the cold food is the east wind and the willow slope. - Han Hong, "Cold Food".

5. When the swallow came, the pear blossom was behind Qingming. ——Yan Shu, "Breaking the Array, Spring Scene".

6. Candles were passed in the Han Palace at dusk, and light smoke dispersed into the house of the five marquis. - Han Hong, "Cold Food".

7. The spring water boat is like sitting in the sky, and the old flowers are like looking in the fog. - Du Fu's "Little Cold Food in the Boat".

8. Light spring and cold days. ——Li Qingzhao "Huanxi Sha, Light Spring Cold Food Day".

9. The pear blossom wind is clear, and the wanderer is looking for spring and half out of the city. ——Wu Weixin, "Su Di Qingming is the Matter".

10. The moonlight in the atrium is clear, and countless poplar flowers have passed without a shadow. ——Zhang Xian's "Magnolia Yimao Wuxing Cold Food" Jinzhong still retains the habit of banning fire the day before the Qingming Festival. In many places, after the sacrificial ritual is completed, the sacrificial food is divided and eaten.

When the people of Jinnan pass the Qingming Festival, they are accustomed to steaming big buns with white flour, with walnuts, dates, beans in the middle, the outside is coiled into a dragon shape, and an egg is pierced in the middle of the dragon body, which is called "Zifu". To steam a big total "Zifu", symbolizing the happiness of the whole family. When going to the grave, the total "Zifu" is dedicated to the ancestral spirit, and the whole family eats it after the tomb is swept.

1. During the Qingming Festival, it rains a lot, and pedestrians on the road want to break their souls. "Qingming" Tang Dynasty, Du Mu.

Interpretation: The drizzle is falling in the Qingming season in the south of the Yangtze River, and the travelers on the road are all depressed and broken.

2. By asking where the restaurant is, the shepherd boy refers to Xinghua Village. "Qingming" Tang Dynasty, Du Mu.

Interpretation: By asking the local people where to buy wine to drown their sorrows? The shepherd boy smiled and did not answer, pointing to Xinghua Mountain Village.

3. No flowers and no wine are too clear, and the taste is like a wild monk. "Qingming" Song Dynasty, Wang Yuyan.

Interpretation: I live this Qingming Festival with no flowers to watch and no wine to drink, such a lonely and bitter life, just like a monk in a barren mountain and a wild temple, everything seems very depressed and lonely for me.

4. Yesterday, the neighbor begged for a new fire, and the dawn window was divided into reading lights. "Qingming" Song Dynasty, Wang Yuyan.

Interpretation: Yesterday I got a new fire from a neighbor's house, and early in the morning of the Qingming Festival, I lit the lamp in front of the window and sat down to read a book.

5, the Qingming peach and plum smile during the festival, and Noda Arazuka is only worried. "Qingming" Song Dynasty, Huang Tingjian.

6. People begged to sacrifice Yu Jiao's concubines, and Shigan burned the unjust marquis. "Qingming" Song Dynasty, Huang Tingjian.

Interpretation: He also lied to his wife and concubine and boasted that he was eating and drinking at the house of a friend who was a high official, and how the master entertained him with hospitality. Such a person has a dull and humble life, and has no human dignity.

7. Dili is clear and clear, and people's hearts are worried and thoughtful. "Qingming Night" Tang Dynasty, Bai Juyi.

Interpretation: The capital is Qingming every year, and people's hearts are naturally sad and missing.

8, the good wind and the moon are clear and clear, and the red pavilion is a stabbing historian. "Qingming Night" Tang Dynasty, Bai Juyi.

Interpretation: On the night of the Qingming Festival, the breeze is blowing, the moonlit night is hazy, and the railing made of jasper and the wall made of red bricks are the mansions of the Thorn History.

9. Qingming look, Han Palace wax torch. "Santai Qingming Ying System" Song Dynasty, Wan Qian Yong.

Interpretation: During the Qingming Dynasty, the Han Palace was cloudy and the green smoke was wisps.

10. The weather is clear and clear, so you might as well travel and don't forget to return. "The Suburb is the Thing" Song Dynasty, Cheng Hao.

Interpretation: Besides, today is the Qingming Festival, and the weather is sunny, so it is very suitable for amusement, but it is not fun to forget to return.

1 (Qingming) Tang Dynasty, Du Mu.

During the Qingming Festival, it rains a lot, and pedestrians on the road want to break their souls.

By asking where the restaurant is, the shepherd boy pointed to Xinghua Village.

1, Qingming is a thing, Tang Dynasty: Meng Haoran.

Original text: Dili is heavy and clear, and people's hearts are sad and thoughtful. The sound of the car is on the road, and the willow color is green in the east city. Flowers fall and grass grow, warblers fly and butterflies play. Sit in the empty hall and reminisce, drink tea and chat to get drunk.

Translation: Kyoto's annual Tomb Sweeping Festival is here again, and people's hearts are naturally filled with sorrowful thoughts. The sound of horse-drawn carriages sounded loudly on the road, and the breeze on the outskirts of Dongcheng blew the willows and became verdant.

Fallen flowers and flying grasses grow in unison, yellow warblers fly around, and pairs of butterflies frolic endlessly. I sat in the empty lobby and reminisced about the past, replacing wine with tea, and chatting for comfort.

2, Qingming Night, Tang Dynasty: Bai Juyi.

Original text: The good wind and the moon are clear and clear, and the red pavilion is a stabbing historian. Walking around the cloister alone, listening to the strings and watching the flowers from afar.

Translation: The breeze is blowing on the Qingming night, the moon is hazy, the bluestone steps, the red railing, this is the mansion of the Thorn History. Walking alone in the roundabout corridor, listening to the sound of string orchestra in the distance, silently admiring the flowers blooming in the courtyard.

3, Su Di Qingming is a thing, Song Dynasty: Wu Weixin.

Original text: The pear blossom wind is clear, and the wanderer is looking for spring and half out of the city. The sunset sheng song is cleaned up, and 10,000 willows are warblers.

Translation: When the wind blows the pear blossoms, it is the Qingming season, and most of the tourists go out of the city in search of spring. At dusk, the singing has stopped, the visitors have returned, and the warblers, who have been disturbed for a day, return to the willows to enjoy this quiet moment.

4, Ren Xu Qingming work, Qing Dynasty: Qu Dajun.

Original text: The morning is light and cold, and the twilight is yin, and the sorrow is not aware of the deep spring. Falling flowers have tears because of wind and rain, and birds are ruthless from ancient times to the present. The old country dreams of the country, and the Chinese characters sink again. Dragons and snakes return to nowhere to go, and the cold food is cowardly every year.

Translation: A light chill permeates the early morning, and clouds are shrouded in twilight. In the depression, I didn't realize that the spring had sunk. Falling flowers and tears are due to the invasion of wind and rain, and the birds are ruthless, which has been around since ancient times.

The rivers and mountains of the homeland are suddenly called dreams, and the Chinese heroes are depressed again. The warrior who wakes up alone from a drunken dream, the four seas are wide, but there is nowhere to stand, and the cold food every year is in vain on the heart of my guest.

5, Qingming Day, Tang Dynasty: Wen Tingyun.

Original text: In Qing'e's painting fan, the spring tree is tulips. Guilty of flowers, wear the weak willow wind. Ma Jiao avoided it, and the chicken was shocked to open the cage. Who sent the bullet, and the yellow bird separated the Forbidden City.

Translation: In the early morning of tomorrow's day, the moth flies and is colorful, as if in a painting fan. The peach trees are full of peach trees, and the peach blossoms and tulips are blooming all over the field.

People rush to go on a walk, see the dew trembling on the petals of various colors when they set out, and enjoy the breeze blowing through the willows when they return.

Proud horses neighed beside the tents, and flocks of chickens scrambled out of their newly opened cages, "clucking" and foraging for food. I wonder who is aiming at the birds and firing missiles? The oriole hurriedly flew into the courtyard of the partition wall, and chirped on the roof, as if to say:

People, please don't hurt us, don't spoil the harmony of nature!

Qingming Festival, also known as the Qingqing Festival, is one of the traditional Chinese festivals and one of the most important sacrificial festivals. Chinese poets love spring the most, and they also attach the most importance to ancestor worship and tomb sweeping, because the Chinese have a cultural tradition of cautiously chasing the distance, so in China's ancient poetry, there are many poems written about the Qingming Festival, and many are swan songs in the history of literature.

1.The most famous is the Tang Dynasty poet Du Mu:

During the Qingming and Qingming seasons, it rains a lot, and the pedestrians on the road want to break their souls.

By asking where the restaurant is, the shepherd boy pointed to Xinghua Village.

2.In the worst Qingming, the poet Wang Yuyan had no flowers and no wine, and even no life to cook, what was the situation?

Qingming has no flowers and no wine to pass Qingming, and the taste is like a wild monk.

Yesterday, the neighbor begged for a new fire, and the dawn window was divided with the reading lamp.

3.Huang Tingjian, a great writer of the Song Dynasty, has a philosophical temperament, and when he writes Qingming poems, he has a feeling that life is like a dream!

Qingming Festival Qingming peach and plum smile, Noda Arazuka only worried. The thunder is shocking, the dragon and the snake are stinging, and the rain is soft in the suburbs.

People begged to sacrifice the concubines and concubines, and Shigan burned the unjust marquis. The virtuous and foolish have known who they are for thousands of years, and their eyes are full of basil.

4.The Southern Song Dynasty lyricist Zhang Yan's Chaozhongcuo Qingming Festival wrote the lonely and helpless emotions of a wanderer who has been wandering for a long time!

The sound of rain during the Qingming season. The tide embraces the sand. Turning over the pear blossom coldly, life is bitter and in love with the world.

Swallow curtain warbler household, cloud window fog pavilion, wine wake up crows. Fold a willow and return to whom's house.

5.Finally, let's look at a meta song. This song writes about the loneliness and frustration of a wanderer living abroad!

The laurel order and the guest window are clear.

Yuan Dynasty: Qiao Ji.

Ups and downs pear blossoms, narrow cable curtains, small window screens. In front of the emotional lamp, the guest is on the pillow, and the heart is at the end of the world. Three thousand zhang of sorrowful sideburns, fifty years of spring dreams prosperous. Suddenly, the willows were smoked and the eaves were raised.

Qingming (Tang) Du Mu.

During the Qingming Festival, it rains a lot, and pedestrians on the road want to break their souls.

Where is the restaurant? The shepherd boy refers to Xinghua Village.

Lumen is a thing. Tang) Zhang Ji.

The ploughman recruits the love building boat, and the spring grass is green and green;

Try to go to Wumen to peep at the county Guo, there are new smoke in several places in Qingming.

After Qingming, climb the city and look out.

Tang) Liu Changqing.

After the scenery is clear, the clouds and mountains are in front of it.

A hundred flowers are like the old days, and new smoke comes out of ten thousand wells.

There is no empty space in the grass, and the river flows far into the sky.

Where is Chang'an, pointing to the side of the sunset.

Clarity is a thing. Tang) Meng Haoran.

Dili is clear and clear, and people's hearts are sad and thoughtful.

The sound of the car is on the road, and the willow color is green in the east city.

Flowers fall and grass grow, warblers fly and butterflies play.

Sit in the empty hall and reminisce, drink tea and chat to get drunk.

Cold food and wild hope groaning.

Tang) Bai Juyi.

The black crying magpie is restless and faint trees, who is crying in Qingming cold food?

The wind blows the paper money in the wilderness, and the ancient tombs are full of spring grass and green;

Tang pear blossoms reflect the poplar tree, all life and death parting, the dark spring cries and does not hear, Xiao Xiao and the rain return.

During the Qingming Festival, it rains a lot, and pedestrians on the road want to break their souls.

Where is the Desire Restaurant? The shepherd boy refers to Xinghua Village.

Qingming (Tang) Du Mu.

During the Qingming Festival, it rains a lot, and pedestrians on the road want to break their souls.

Where is the restaurant?

The shepherd boy refers to Xinghua Village.

During the Qingming Festival, it rains a lot, and pedestrians on the road want to break their souls.

Where is the restaurant? The shepherd boy refers to Xinghua Village.

I believe everyone is very familiar with this poem describing the Qingming Festival, so what are the other poems describing the Qingming Festival?

There are no flowers and no wine to pass the Qingming, and the interest is like a wild monk.

Yesterday, the neighbor begged for a new fire, and the dawn window was divided with the reading lamp.

"Qingming" Song Dynasty, Huang Tingjian.

The festival is clear and the peach and plum smile, and Noda Arazuka is only worried.

The thunder is shocking, the dragon and the snake are stinging, and the rain is soft in the suburbs.

People begged to sacrifice the concubines and concubines, and Shigan burned the unjust marquis.

The virtuous and foolish have known who they are for thousands of years, and their eyes are full of basil.

Clarity is a thing. Tang Dynasty: Meng Haoran.

Dili is clear and clear, and people's hearts are sad and thoughtful.

The sound of the car is on the road, and the willow color is green in the east city.

Flowers fall and grass grow, warblers fly and butterflies play.

Sit in the empty hall and reminisce, drink tea and chat to get drunk.

Bright Night. Tang Dynasty: Bai Juyi.

The good wind and the moon are clear and clear, and the red bricks are stabbing the historians.

Walking around the cloister alone, listening to the strings and watching the flowers from afar.

Tomorrow day to wine.

Song Dynasty: Gao Zhu.

There are many cemeteries on the north and south hills, and the Qingming Festival sweeps each other.

Paper ashes fly into white butterflies, tears and blood stain red cuckoos.

The fox sleeps on the mound at sunset, and returns to the children at night in front of the laughing lamp.

If there is wine in life, you must be drunk, and a drop of it has ever been to Jiuquan.

Santai Qingming should be systematized.

Song Dynasty: Wan Qian Yong.

See the pear blossom with the night moon at the beginning, and the begonia half contains the morning rain. Inner garden spring, can't help but pass the green gate, the ditch rises, sneak through Nanpu. The east wind is quiet, and the fine willows are hanging gold. Looking at the phoenix, non-smoke and non-fog. Good times, the government and the opposition are happy, all over Jiumo, Taiping Xiao Drum.

The warblers are intermittent, and the swallows are flying around. Near the green water, the pavilion reflects the swing, the grass gathers, and the two wandering girls. The fragrance is more, and the wine is cold and walks on the green road. will know secretly, and die in the peach and Zhu household. Suddenly, BMW carved saddle, drunk, messy flowers.

It is light cold and warm, half cloudy and half sunny and twilight. Forbidden fire day, it is already a trial of new makeup, the age is coming, three points of the best. Qingming look, Han Palace wax torch. Scatter green smoke and fly into Huaifu. The guards and guards were opened, and the doors were opened, and the propaganda was propagated, and the work was suspended.

The outskirts are a thing. Song Dynasty: Cheng Hao.

When the green fields of Fangyuan are wandering, spring enters the mountains and is surrounded by green.

Xing chases the chaotic red through the willow lane, and sits on the moss rock by the flowing water.

Mo Cizhan wine is very persuasive, but he is afraid of the wind and flowers.

In addition, the weather is clear and clear, so you might as well travel and don't forget to return.

Qingming two songs. Tang Dynasty: Du Fu.

New fire and new smoke in the morning, the lake is a clean passenger ship.

He is complacent in embroidering feather flowers, and I have no chance to ride bamboo with a red face.

It is difficult for Hu Tong to end, and Chu Nu's waist is also pitiful.

I don't see the old place of Dingwang City, and Changhuai Jia Fujing is still there.

False scorching is used as cold food, and it is actually sold for money by Yan Jun.

Zhongding mountains and forests are all natures, and the turbid mash and coarse rice are left to my year.

This body is wandering and bitter, and his right arm is withered and semi-deaf.

The loneliness of the boat is in tears, and the left book is empty.

Ten years will be far away, and the custom of swinging is the same.

The wild goose returns to the purple plug on the clouds, and the family drills the fire with green maples.

In the fireworks of Qincheng pavilions, the mountains and rivers of the Han Dynasty are splendid.

Spring goes to spring, and the cave is wide, and the white apple is sad to kill the pulsatilla.

Chang'an Qingming. Tang Dynasty: Wei Zhuang.