Qingming Song Ci 1 1, reflected by three Qingming stations.
Song Dynasty: Si Wanyong
At the beginning, I saw pear blossoms with jathyapple, and Haitang half contained morning rain. In Yuan Chun, I couldn't help crossing Qingmen, starting from Yugou and diving over Nanpu. The east wind is quiet, and the willow is dark. Looking at the phoenix is neither smoke nor fog. In good times, the ruling and opposition parties are more happy, full of wine and ink, and peaceful flute and drum.
At first glance, the warbler sounds intermittently and swallows fly around. Near the green water, the platform reflects the swing, the grass fights together, and two women swim. The fragrance is more fragrant and the wine is cooler. Will secretly know, Yao Tao Zhu Hu. At night, BMW carved saddles, got drunk and spent a lot of money.
Light and cold, light and warm, half cloudy and half sunny. It's time to try on new makeup. It's good to be three years old in China. Look at the Qingming Festival and spread the torch in the Han Palace. Scatter green smoke and fly into Huaifu. Gather soldiers and guards, open the door, live and preach, and have a rest.
2, picking mulberry seeds, thinking about the West Lake on Qingming Day is good.
Song Dynasty: Ouyang Xiu
During the Qingming Festival, the West Lake is good and prosperous everywhere. Who is fighting for the way? Green willows and bamboos push the cart.
Tourists will go at dusk and wake up drunk and noisy. The road turned into a dam. Until the city head always flowers.
3. Tomb-Sweeping Day in the DPRK.
Song Dynasty: Zhang Yan
It rains in succession during the Qingming Festival. The tide blocked the sand crossing the river. Looking at pear flower coldly, I love the world all my life.
Yan Hu, Yun Chuang, drunk and crying. Fold a willow leaf. When you come back, who will you stick it in?
4. Magnolia is slow and tung flowers are rotten.
Song Dynasty: Liu Yong
Tear down the rotten tung flowers, drain the rain at the beginning, and wash them clean. Apricots are burned in the forest, peach blossoms are embroidered in the wild, and the scenery is like a screen. The whole city, trying to win, suddenly carved a saddle out of the suburbs. The wind is warm and the strings are crisp, and thousands of families compete to play new sounds.
Yingying, go for an outing and fight grass. People are gorgeous and likable. Often go to the side of the road, leaving a hairpin, pearl green. Celebration, for Kerry, believes that gold has run out. You will never be able to fight the Ming Dynasty.
Qingming Song Ci 2 1, the river is surging, and the Qingming weather is clear.
Song Dynasty: Du Anshi
Qingming weather. I'll be drunk forever. The terrace is shaded by trees. The wind is very good. Bird's nest square, small basin, new lotus cover. This is just a happy moment. Single coat, half nephrite body.
Pomegranate is very beautiful, a pinch of red. After a few repairs outside the window, the cold is leaning against each other. There is a place to worry about, it is difficult to meet, and there is no one. All right, sit in the boudoir. Lazy, more makeup comb, self-aware of the new haggard.
2. Cold food
Don: Han Yi.
In late spring, Chang 'an city is full of songs and dances, and countless flowers fall. The east wind of the Cold Food Festival blows on the willow trees in the royal garden.
As night fell, the palace was busy lighting candles, and smoke drifted to the house of the prince and the marquis.
3. Qingming Night
Tang: Bai Juyi
At night in Tomb-Sweeping Day, the breeze is blowing gently and the moonlight is hazy. The railing made of jasper and the wall made of red bricks are the residence of the governor.
Walking alone in a roundabout song, I can't hear the sound of flowers.
4. Cold food
Tang: Meng Yunqing
Jiangnan in February is full of flowers, and cold food in other places is far from sadness.
Poor people often don't have fireworks, not only in the Ming Dynasty.
5. Lumen is a thing.
Don: Really?
The tiller loves the boat, and the spring grass is green and the fields are vast;
Try going to the Wumen Gate to see the county Guo, there is new smoke in Qingming.
6. Qingming
Song: Wang Yuqiao
I have lived in Tomb-Sweeping Day without flowers and wine. Like a monk in a temple, everything is depressing and lonely for me.
Yesterday, I discussed new kindling from my neighbor's house, and early in Tomb-Sweeping Day, I lit in front of the window and sat down to study.
Qingming Song Ci 3 1, Qingming is a thing.
Tang: Meng Haoran
Beijing is the annual Tomb-Sweeping Day, and people naturally begin to feel sad and nostalgic.
The carriage creaked on the road, and the outskirts of Liucheng were lush.
Flowers bloom, grass grows and birds fly in pairs.
Sitting in the empty lobby, reminiscing about the past, drinking tea instead of drinking.
2. Qingming Day
Tang: Wen
In Qing E Painting Fan, the trees in spring are golden and red.
If you make a mistake, you will wear a weak willow wind.
Horses are arrogant and avoid slogans, and chickens open their cages at the sight of them.
Who made this play? The oriole is separated from the Forbidden City.
3, mulberry Qingming thinking about the West Lake is good
Song: Ouyang Xiu
During the Qingming Festival, the West Lake is good and prosperous everywhere.
Who is fighting for the way? Green willows and bamboos push the cart.
Tourists will go at dusk and wake up drunk and noisy.
The road turned into a dam. Until the city head always flowers.
4. Qingming
Song: Huang Tingjian
Every holiday season, I miss my relatives, peaches and plums smile, and the Noda wilderness is only sad.
Thunder stung dragons and snakes, and the original vegetation in the suburbs was soft after the rain.
People beg to sacrifice my arrogant concubine, but people are willing to burn to death.
A clever fool has known who it is for thousands of years, and his eyes are full of chrysanthemum.
5. Chang 'an Qingming
Don: Wei Zhuang.
Fleas are rainy days that hurt spring dreams, but the grass is more sandy.
At the beginning, the official gave me a clear fire, and I was given a free share of the money.
The purple stranger is screaming and screaming, and the green poplar is drawing a swing.
Tourists think of the peace incident and feel glad that the scenery is as good as before.