Regarding the beautiful text of the song Qingming Rain, the lyrics on Qingming Rain are also beautif

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Tomorrow is clear, I don't know if it will rain.

The moon shadow obliquely fogs, forgetting this elegant festival that is about to wander in the world, listening to Xu Song's clear line on the forest and rain, recalling the past alone, the old dream of red dust.

There have been many nights in the past, I don't want to crawl in the earthly dye of reality anymore, and then against the moonlight, I taste the spring and snow of the Chinese style, and I hope for the little bit of ancient rhyme that has been cached. I don't want to grow up, but year after year, trickling my heart is going to flow, and it's another year of Qingming.

I like to wave in the misty rain, the sudden silence, the natural inner light provokes a few strings, and the melody is moving. The ripples of the years, the tiled houses outside the house, the stone road, and the moss and green marks are broken in the memory. Back then, back then, thinking about that year.

The night is cool and the past is like smoke, so people drink before the moonlight. The window is open without a trace, and the bead curtain is willing to sleep with me.

I don't want to completely strangle myself in the so-called reality, but I still fantasize about it'Ethereal, ignoring all gazes and forgetting all the burdens.

On the Qingming rain, the ancient rhyme will always be warm in spring and cool in summer in the year like water, let the world be impermanent, and let the universe be desolate.

Yesterday on the Taihang Mountain, the layers of peaks and stones, abrupt and arrogant, but still in the hollow, hundreds of millions of years of rings, saw through the kite flying sky, saw through the shallow bottom of the fish Xiang lost acres, saw through the smoke and rain sorrow, saw through the sun, moon and stars, wood carving flowing gold, the feelings were deeply buried in the cliff between the cliffs. So I began to hesitate, I can't find what you hide, fortunately, I found it, Taihang Qingming, you have thousands of years of tears hidden in the mirror eyes, the rain wet the eyes, and then smile to let the pedestrians wash their hands with the mountain spring she worked so hard to hit, the silent hint, the grace of the rickets, and the wrinkles of the day, the attachment of leaning on the well every year to return to the church, is the most beautiful touch that Taihang trip brought me. Words are ruthless, people are affectionate, and words and tears have been split into two lines.

Tomorrow is clear, and it rains brightly.

On the night of Chinese New Year's Eve, a person quietly listened to a song - Xu Song's "Qingming Rain"...There may be a little bit of inappropriateness, though.

Hehe, but it's still very good, and it calms the heart.

The lyrics are also beautiful:

The window shines through the dawn of the sunshine west bridge, and the clouds shake themselves to think about the corners of your clothes that were slightly swinging in the lotus wind.

Wood carving flowing gold, ripples of time, seven years ago, closed the pen.

For I have a squander in this life only for you.

The rain wet his eyes, and he leaned on the well every year to return to the church.

I'm most afraid that the tears have been split two lines.

I can't find your paradise in the world.

Hate in the east and in the west, and hate cannot be forgotten.

Limb Ye is on the Qingming rain again, and the chrysanthemum is sent to you.

Sing your favorite song softly.

Miss you every night.

In the distance, there is a piano, and the sound is ethereal, urging the sky to rain.

Trickle down your heart to tell yourself.

The moon shadow is longing, the fireworks are several times, and the candles are red.

The old dream of the red dust and the dream are all empty.

The rain wet his eyes, and he leaned on the well every year to return to the church.

I'm most afraid that the tears have been split two lines.

I can't find your paradise in the world.

Hate in the east and in the west, and hate cannot be forgotten.

It's Qingming rain again, and the chrysanthemum is sent to you.

Sing your favorite song softly.

I can't find your paradise in the world.

Hate in the east and in the west, and hate cannot be forgotten.

It's Qingming rain again, and the chrysanthemum is sent to you.

Sing your favorite song softly.

I can't find your paradise in the world.

Hate in the east and in the west, and hate cannot be forgotten.

It's Qingming rain again, and the chrysanthemum is sent to you.

Sing your favorite song softly.

The poem Qingming Rain is as follows:

Qingming Dynasty - Tang Dynasty Du Mu.

Excerpt from the original text: During the Qingming Festival, it rained a lot, and the pedestrians on the road wanted to break their souls.

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

Appreciation: 1. This day is the Qingming Festival. The poet Du Mu, in the middle of the road, happened to encounter rain. Qingming, although it is the season of willow green flowers and red flowers and bright spring, it is also a period when the climate is prone to change, and it often catches up with the "noisy weather".

2. As far back as the Liang Dynasty, someone recorded: In the cold food festival two days before the Qingming Festival, there was often "wind and rain". If it rains on the day of Qingming, there is also a special name called "pouring fire rain". The poet Du Mu encountered such a day.

The historical origin of the Qingming Festival:

1. The "24 solar terms" are the products of the ancient agricultural civilization, which are associated with the time of the dry branch and the gossip, and have a long historical source.

2. The 24 solar terms were originally determined by the Big Dipper bucket handle, the bucket handle starts from the "Yin position", rotates clockwise, that is, one year old, and when the bucket handle points to the "B position", it is Qingming.

3, so "Huainanzi" cloud: "Fifteen days after the spring equinox, Dou Zhi B, then the Qingming wind arrives." Another "Hundred Questions of the Year" explains it like this:

At this time, all things are clean and clear. Therefore, it is called Qingming. "The Qingming solar term is named because during the festival, "the air is clear and the scenery is bright, and everything is visible".

The beautiful passage describing the Qingming rain is as follows:

1. During the Qingming Festival, it rains a lot, and pedestrians on the road want to break their souls! Borrow a blessing there, SMS greetings are more warm! Qingming reminisces about the old people, and prays sincerely! Send back the stupid mourning to the bright moon, and pray for blessings with auspicious clouds!

2. Come to sweep the tomb during the Qingming Festival, and the Chinese nation attaches great importance to filial piety. When the Qingming Festival is gone, people and nature are in harmony. Remembering the sages and learning gratitude, filial piety to relatives and sages from generation to generation. Go out to travel to get close to nature, and miss the new atmosphere of spring.

3. The grass is green and green, and the swing is swinging during the Qingming Festival. Floating clouds flutter and wander, butterflies and kites fly all over the sky. Where is the warmth and romance, the true love of the text message heart wine. I wish you a lot of good luck, who makes you my best friend!

4. The cuckoo is called Qingming, and the friends should put it away. May you be happy and less troubled, and your wealth and luck will not run away. Health is drenched from head to toe, and everything goes well and the mood is wonderful. I wish you a wonderful holiday on Qingming Festival.

5. The Qingming Festival is here, and at this time of year, I will miss the old people, recall the bits and pieces of the past, with a trace of remembrance, with a feeling of longing. Let the rain flow through that year and month again, and the festival is clear and clear.

6. During the Qingming season, the green smoke curls, the spring rain is one after another, and the intestines are sad; The willows are swaying, the spring breeze is light, and I miss it; A glass of sake, a touch of sadness, reminiscing about the deceased; A text message, send me care, cherish the file in front of you, take care of your body!

7. When the Qingming Festival arrives, weave a wreath of "auspicious wishes", insert a wicker of "peace and health", offer a "happy and happy" sacrifice, pay tribute to our past, and then wipe away our tears and continue the journey of hope. Remember to be happy on Qingming Day.

8. The city is full of wind and flocculent, and the lonely green mountains are not homely. It is expected that a hundred years of body will be soil, and the lonely moon in the world will reflect the pear blossoms.

9. A faint and shallow sorrow is hidden in your clear and bright eyes; I want to borrow a warmth to make your world always clear; Cheerfulness becomes your personality, and happiness becomes your exclusiveness. It's Qingming season again, I wish you happiness and health!

10. During the Qingming Festival, it rains a lot, and pedestrians on the road want to break their souls! Borrow a blessing there, SMS greetings are more warm! Qingming reminisces about the old people, and prays sincerely! Send condolences to the bright moon, and pray for blessings with auspicious clouds!

The beautiful passage of the depiction with the clear rain is as follows:

1. The spring is bright to Qingming, the drizzle is flying and moistening the earth, it is a good season to go on an outing, call friends to gather together, worry and sorrow and worry to throw it behind, enjoy the flowers and enjoy the scenery, and enjoy the scenery and enjoy the scenery.

2. A glass of sake is full of thoughts of loved ones; A chrysanthemum feast flower, wrapped in the care of the deceased; Thousands of tears, carrying memories of the past; Wisps of green smoke wafted with nostalgia for their ancestors. Qingming Festival has arrived, may the deceased rest in peace.

3. During the Qingming Festival, the tomb is busy, burning incense to worship the ancestors, the paper money is raising to complain of mourning, silently and silently tearing two lines, the deceased has passed away and mourning, - a cup of turbid wine sprinkled with blessings, the ancestors rest in heaven, bless my relatives and friends are healthy!

4. The sky is also rainy, and the true love in the world is full of tears. The grave was filled with soil and paper money, and tears flowed down his chest and wet clothes. Unforgettable of the deceased's voice, unable to repay the regret. I only hope that heaven and earth will be auspicious, and children and grandchildren will worship their ancestors and pass on their virtues.

5. Take heavy steps and walk to the tomb; Bathing in the drizzle, crying loudly; Hold the elegant chrysanthemum and immerse yourself in the memories; Kneel in front of the solemn grave and remember the affection. The Qingming Festival has arrived, may the living cherish happiness and the deceased rest in eternal peace.

6. During the Qingming Festival, it rains one after another, sweeping the tomb to worship the ancestors and breaking the intestines, burning incense and burning paper to send condolences, a glass of turbid wine to respect the ancestors, now it is two apart, the deceased rests in heaven, bless the family is healthy, Qingming season, may the family be blessed with longevity and health!

7. People inside and outside the cemetery are arranged, and the courtyard is like the Qingming Festival in the city. The sound of crying and crying was heard inside and outside, and the miserable and miserable prayers were repeated. Flowers are placed in front of the monument, and the world of wine is opened. Yin and yang seem to see the blessing prayer, peace and auspiciousness are the most gratifying. May both worlds be safe.

8. Add a handful of soil and let the thoughts follow; Burn a few pieces of paper and let your wishes follow; Put a bouquet of flowers and let the thoughts fly; Send a blessing and let the friendship spread. During the Qingming Festival, it rains, may your heart throb and life is still happy!

9. Flowers weep, swallows fly low, and the sound of Qingming rain is broken; The wanderer returns, the light smoke pile, and the ancestors are not sad; Reminiscing about the past, telling the past, toasting a glass of wine; The living are drunk, the dead are asleep, and their wishes are paid to ashes; Respect the sages, think of the remote send, this love is long-lasting.

10. The grass is cunning, the rain is continuous, and the Qingming is full of tears; Walking slowly, the road is long, and the eyes are full of silver and clear smoke; Deep memory, thinking fist, unforgettable old people's face; Affectionate, dry words, telling the concern of this life. The old rest in peace, and the living are well.