Short sentences about Qingming Festival

1, Qingming is coming, and blessings are sent: put aside all troubles and sorrows, and happiness will naturally come quietly; Let sadness and depression fly, and good luck will be with you. Tomb-Sweeping Day, I wish you peace and happiness.

2. Sacrificing martyrs, Bai Hancui wind; Respect the sages before, pine trees spit green water, and the water flow is long; The mountain valley is full of sobs; The rain is fluttering, and a thousand words are sad and melancholy; After eating cold food, the thin wine in the cup was soaked in fine soil. Tomb-Sweeping Day, pray for the safety of our ancestors!

3. The clear breeze, carrying infinite grief, blows through your sleepy valley; Qingming drizzle, full of affectionate memories moisten the soil under your feet; Qingming flowers, bearing silent sacrifices, pray that you can rest in peace in heaven!

The grass grows and the warbler flies, and the friendship grows day by day. Willow is crying, I miss you. Peach blossoms are gone, and a good mood cannot wither. Kites fly high with beautiful dreams. Have fun during the Qingming small holiday!

Tomb-Sweeping Day is a day to remember our old friends, and it is full of sadness. On this day, even God mourned with those of us who lost our loved ones and shed homesick tears!

6. Qingming gives you a clear mountain, a breeze and a clear spring. May God be fresh and worry-free, give you clean windows, clear water and clear moon, clear water and clear stone, clear air and rhyme, clear Kagami Akira and make your eyes clear and bright!

7. The weather is sunny, the grass is tender, the mountains and rivers are beautiful and feel new, and there is a pile of soil in the wilderness. I have lived here for generations, and the scenery is good during the Qingming period. The world of yin and yang is really wonderful, and the old friend is gone forever. Don't forget to improve the past.

8. There will be rain on Qingming Festival, which is infinite sadness in my heart. There will also be wind on Qingming Festival, blowing deep sadness. The apricot blossom village that Du Mu likes is foggy and drizzling. Who cares? The wine flag is waving and the swift is slanting.