What poems describe Tomb-Sweeping Day?

1, whoever reads the west wind alone is cool, and the rustling yellow leaves close the window. Thinking about the past and the future, the sun sets. Sleeping soundly after drinking, gambling books have been scented with tea. At that time, only Tao was ordinary.

2, rattan bed paper account sleep, endless, no thoughts. The agarwood is intermittent and the jade furnace is cold, and my feelings are like water.

3, the festival is clear and the peaches and plums are smiling, and Noda's wasteland is only sad. Thunder stung dragons and snakes, and the original vegetation in the suburbs was soft after the rain. It's unfair for people to sacrifice my arrogant concubine and wife, but it's unfair to burn them. A clever fool has known who it is for thousands of years, and his eyes are full of chrysanthemum.

4, the old monk is drunk, the monument is taken off, and the sword is ashamed. Zhang Kejiu

5. It's no problem to cross the gate. What comes with you is different; Wutong was half dead. After first frost, Bai Yuanyang lost her partner.

6, the solar terms are clear and the peaches and plums laugh, and the Noda wasteland is only sad. Thunder stung dragons and snakes, and the original vegetation in the suburbs was soft after the rain. It's unfair for people to sacrifice my arrogant concubine and wife, but it's unfair to burn them. A clever fool has known who it is for thousands of years, and his eyes are full of chrysanthemum.

7. Xuanshang, as inherent, has been thought for thousands of years. -Liu Ji

8. Wild geese have no books and are secluded. -Shi Dazu

9. I'm sitting here alone, mourning for both of us. How many years do I still need from my seventy years old? . There is a better person than me, and God rejected a son. Pan Yue's mourning is still a waste of language.

10, it rains in succession during the Qingming Festival, and pedestrians on the road want to die. Excuse me, where is the restaurant? The shepherd boy pointed to Xinghua Village.

1 1, let's turn grief into strength, turn grief into persistence, forge ahead into the future, follow in his footsteps, and comfort his soul in heaven.

12, but you can't come too often, like brothers and lifelong friends. -Si Kongshu

13, the paper account of the rattan bed began to sleep, endless, no good thoughts. The agarwood is intermittent and the jade furnace is cold, and my feelings are like water.

14, everything is wrong. What do you want to go back to? Wutong was half dead. After first frost, Bai Yuanyang lost her partner. Original grass, sunrise, old habitat and new rain. Lying in an empty bed listening to the rain from the south window, who will mend the clothes at night!

15, a young woman in a boudoir doesn't know how to worry, and she puts on makeup in a brothel in spring. Suddenly I saw the green willows, and I felt uncomfortable; Oh, I regret that I shouldn't have asked my husband to find Hou Feng.

16, a corner of the sunset painting on the city mourned, and the non-pool terrace in Shen Yuan was revived. Under the sad bridge, the spring waves are green, which used to be a stunning photo.

17, at night, I look up at the stars. The stars are twinkling all over the sky. The two brightest stars are my grandfather and grandfather. Don't worry, grandpa! I will study hard and never live up to your expectations of me!

Now, approaching my village and meeting people, I dare not ask a question-Song Wenzhi.

19, it rains in succession during the Qingming Festival, and pedestrians on the road want to die. Excuse me, where is the restaurant? The shepherd boy pointed to Xinghua Village.

20, the fragrant grass is fragrant, and the fish scales are wrinkled. Red beans in Jiangnan are bitter, and flowers bloom every year to remember you.