Qingming tea-picking poems

Mourning day, drizzle like tears; Pedestrians on the road want to die. Bee, you harvest flowers to make nectar. Who has worked hard and who wants to taste the sweetness? -"Jade Case Yuan Xi"

During the Qingming Festival, in the south of the Yangtze River, the grass grows and the warblers fly in February. -Bai Juyi's Farewell to Ancient Grass

After the Qingming people left, there was still a wave of autumn in Wan Li. -Fan Zhongyan's "Yueyang Tower"

Everything will be fine in Qingming, and all feelings will be different. However, he pleaded with the viceroy and went to his post in Shu.

Tea-picking futons meet all the way and taste pine flowers. -Wen Tianxiang's "Zero Ding Yang"

Remote connection at nine o'clock, thousands of people quietly show lotus flowers. -Shu Ting's Riverside Scene at Qingming Festival