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1. Classical Chinese in Tomb-Sweeping Day 1. Red window moon Yan Qing: Nalanxing Deyan, early clothing, too clear.

It's just the general scenery and two moods. I still remember, in the shadow of peach blossom, I vowed to live.

Black silk paper is charming and red, just like the stars in spring. Take a break from the lonely secret agreement and learn from the deep alliance.

After a few words, there was a faint perfume and a wet screen. Flowers withered, swallows returned and festivals were celebrated.

The scenery is the same, but there are two kinds of sadness in my heart, both thinking about each other. I seem to remember that meeting in the cloister, and we vowed to love each other and never part.

The red seal script we wrote on silk is as clear as the stars in the sky. Say that you will live up to our secret agreement, and the deep alliance on this silk can be relied on.

It was already late at night, and a little dew wet the silver screen. 2. Listen to the wind and rain, Ming Song: Wu Wenying listens to the wind and rain.

Worried about grass and flowers. In front of the building is a dark road with a touch of willow and an inch of tenderness.

In the cold spring, I was drinking wine, and I dreamed of singing warblers. Xiyuan sweeps the forest pavilion every day.

Still enjoying the new sunshine. The wasp frequently pounces on the Xiang Qiu rope. It has both time and delicate hands.

I can't spend my honeymoon with melancholy. The secluded steps are covered with moss all night. Listening to the wind and rain, a person lives a clear and lonely life.

Flowers buried everywhere, I am full of sadness to draft the inscription of buried flowers. The place where I said goodbye in front of the building is now a dense shade.

Every wisp of willow has tenderness. It's chilly in spring, and I'm drinking alone, trying to reunite with the beauty through my dream, but I'm awakened by Yingying's song.

I send people to clean the pavilions and Woods in the West Garden every day, but I still come here to enjoy the beautiful scenery of the new sunny day. Bees often pounce on the swings and ropes you swing on, and the fragrance you leave in your hands.

How sad I am, there is always no news of your beautiful image. On the lonely and empty steps, the moss grown overnight has turned green.

3. Qingdongyuan will take a sedan chair on a hot day. Yuan Dynasty: Baipu will take a sedan chair on a hot day, and the spring breeze can support the horse. There are 200 swing racks in the cold food.

Beautify people with apricot flowers, fly willow flowers with jumping people, and welcome people with peach blossoms. Draw a boat and a green flag.

The weather in spring is very warm, and the warm spring breeze blows all over the earth. This kind of weather is not only suitable for sedan chair travel, but also very pleasant for horseback riding.

It's cold food, and swings are everywhere. Apricot flowers are full of beauty, willow flowers fly to people's faces, and peach blossoms smile like flowers.

Colorful cruise ships come and go in the water, and the blue flag of the restaurant flutters in the wind. 4. Treading six songs and leaning against the green tree for five generations: Six songs and leaning against the green tree, the willow wind is light and golden.

Who moved the cymbals and Zheng to the jade column and flew over the curtain and Haiyan? The eyes are full of gossamer, and when the red apricots bloom, it will be sunny and rainy for a while.

When you sleep, you will talk nonsense, be in shock and have a good dream. In the shade, unique and quiet buildings stand quietly alone, and the winding railings are close to the green trees, which set each other off.

The spring breeze is warm and gentle, and the yellow-green willows are swaying in the wind. The spring is beautiful, the sky is clear in Wan Li, the hairspring is curling, and catkins are flying. This is already the scene of late spring. While the apricot blossoms were in full bloom, they were extremely beautiful, but it rained 62616964757a68696416fe4b893e5b13313336666.

In such a deep relationship, she couldn't help falling asleep. While sleeping soundly, she was awakened by the crisp sound of warblers outside the window, and her dream was nowhere to be found. 5. Picking mulberry seeds and thinking about the West Lake in Qingming Festival is good in Song Dynasty: Ouyang Xiu thinks about the West Lake in Qingming Festival and is full of prosperity.

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. On the fourth day in Tomb-Sweeping Day, the scenery of the West Lake was good: traffic was heavy, spring clothes were colorful and everywhere was bustling.

The crowded lake is noisy, whose family is fighting for the road? The car with red wheels flashed golden light and passed under the green weeping willow. At night, tourists take them away, sober, drunk and noisy.

Tourists are in a string, drifting away, the road turns and the lake embankment becomes crooked. From the shore to Chengtou, there are tourists wearing hairpin flowers all the way.

Extended data:

Tomb-Sweeping Day, also known as the outing festival, is at the turn of mid-spring and late spring. Tomb-Sweeping Day is a traditional festival in China, and it is also one of the most important sacrificial festivals. It is a day to sweep graves and worship ancestors.

Tomb-Sweeping Day is a traditional festival of the Chinese nation, which started in the Zhou Dynasty and has a history of more than 2,500 years. Through the historical development and evolution, Tomb-Sweeping Day has extremely rich connotations, and different customs have been formed in different places, with sweeping graves to worship ancestors and hiking as the basic themes.

The name of Tomb-Sweeping Day is related to the meteorological and climatic characteristics at this time. According to the Western Han Dynasty's "Huainanzi Astronomical Training", "Fifteen days after the vernal equinox, fighting refers to B, the wind is clear"; "Qingming Wind" is a refreshing and clear wind. "When I was in 100 questions" said, "Everything grows at this time, clean and bright.

So it's called Qingming. Almanac: "On the fifteenth day after the vernal equinox, the bucket refers to Ding, which is used for Qingming. When everything is clean and bright, when it is covered, everything is clean and bright, hence the name."

As soon as Qingming arrives, the temperature rises and the earth presents a beautiful scene of spring. At this time, everything "spits out the old and absorbs the new". References:

Baidu encyclopedia-Qingming.

2. About Tomb-Sweeping Day's classical Chinese 1, Ci Fu: Zhang's "Sacrifice to Mother", also known as "Sacrifice to Mother, Father and Sister-in-law" Quotations: Life and death are natural.

Reading the words of Oriental's Preface to the Singing of Birds, I miss my parents and make a long, sad sound. Hurry up! I only lament that my parents didn't get the size of an onshore person, and my sister-in-law took care of me! So, I made a speech and ended with a sad sacrifice, but Chen has made a wish for many years. With the sacrifice of Myanmar and the ancient drink, I speak from my heart and don't ask for the grace of heaven and earth! Bing Xu, a resident of Xiafu 'an in Raozhou, suddenly nodded in the cold food, and Wei Fu wrote in tears.

Alas! Alas! He went to the grave and abandoned me. Even so, there is no face to see.

I haven't seen the old one, but I have learned something and read new ideas. Look at your tablet, and Yao Mu will benefit in the end. Don't come and go, be virtuous first.

Clear cut hills, cold bones! My father is a squire and my mother is lonely. Brother and father, not mother and sister-in-law.

Ten miles with virtue, ten thousand teeth with virtue respect father rain. Teach Yuan Ye Yikun's mother English kindly.

Looking at the rich in the mirror is a scholar and a brother. Diligent wax, sister-in-law of Huize Zi xi.

Cigarettes hurt people like utensils, Ziyun soars at firewood, and Yide informs me that I am here. Ning, Zhao, Xuan, and poetry.

Literature attracts people, pursues virtue with wind, and my children and grandchildren live with spirit. Even if spring is beautiful, it is clear and heartbreaking.

Even on a beautiful day, the Cold Food Festival is far away. Chasing the ancestors, teaching them, and Huaijifu.

Generous life and death, I dare not worship! Oh! Qingming Yuanlun, spring Ke Jingliu. Sacrifice first to show virtue, and drink the pulse.

Sadness is locked, the wind and the moon are clear, and I can't bear to touch my pulse. Recognition is vague, tears are like washing, sad knocking, and the corner of May Day Lane is deserted.

Sighing the world, leaving scars and catching sharks, breaking the soul, every grass and tree turned yellow yesterday, which made me sad. When did Ding Shang stop crying?

I cried heavily, my eyes hooked, my voice trembled and my heart was heavy. The night is long, lonely and empty, and the world wakes up because of virtue.

Friends also said; "Qingming fruit is the time to lick the intestines and cut the liver. It can't be blamed every year." If you look forward to the grave, it's hard to find a date that spans the distance.

If you want to go back to the mountains, you can't lose everything. Who didn't die? Why only sue? Who lives without offering sacrifices to their ancestors, why wait and see? Tide songs, sprinkled on Xipu.

The sky is the sky, and it is extremely extreme! Sacrifice to the broad masses, how pale, although secular, dedicated to family sacrifice. Oh! Deep gaze, language v. orbital flow.

Gu Xixiang, watch. Dance at night and dream in the mountain city.

A deep courtyard is empty, and a beautiful woman is ashamed of her boat. Dispel chrysanthemum, lean on the plug and clear your throat.

The lonely shadow is swaying, and the sky is far away. Filial piety as soon as possible cold food woman, eyes red peach rust.

Who sings at the grave, lonely people are thin. Tearing your sleeves and crying, Haitang is ashamed.

Away from hating the end of the world, away from the night. Helpless clouds float in the evening court.

Wandering in tears, who are you worried about? The order of yin and yang remains unchanged, and sorrow moves mud and longevity.

His face is wrinkled and thin, and his face is ugly. The rhyme is shaken three times, and the words are tangled.

From generation to generation, leisurely. In the dark, Qiu Qiu! But the altar and temple have no place to live, and filial piety is sincere.

The other mountains all appear dwarfs under the sky., skinny and miserable! I can't bear to see it, but it is clear and clear, cold and sad, lonely and clear, desolate and hilly, the grave is old and old, and I miss the past and become new. Alas! Shangyi

3. As for Tomb-Sweeping Day's ancient cold food "Zhou Li" in China, it is said that Si Xuan's family used Muduo to make up the fire in mid-spring, so that Ji Chun could have a fire.

Zhai's Chronicle of Jingchu said: On the first150th day of winter, there was a strong wind and even rain, which was called cold food. Master Zhou Fei, a saint, said: Taiyuan is an old custom, clouds burn bones, and January is a cold food, so I dare not smoke.

Zhi Luyao's "Zhong Ye Ji" said: Bingzhou custom, from the winter solstice to the next 150 days, push the fire as a mediator, cold food for three days, dry porridge, and today it is also embarrassing. Zhai also said: eat cold food, cook fermented cheese, cook japonica rice and wheat as cheese, pound almonds and cook porridge for three days.

"Mr. Ye Fan in the Later Han Dynasty" says: Zhou Ju moved to Bingzhou to make a secretariat. In a county of Taiyuan, it was old custom to burn bones with mesons, which was forbidden by dragons. By the end of the month, it was said that the gods were unwilling to raise the fire and moved books to push the clouds in the temple. In spring, January is cold, which is unbearable for young and old. Today is only three days. "Zhai Gu Jin Shu Tu" said: The mountains in the north, cold food in autumn.

4. About Tomb-Sweeping Day's ancient prose Qingming.

(Tang) Du Mu

A drizzling rain falls like tears on the Mourning Day; The mourner's heart is going to break on his way.

Ask local people where to buy wine? The shepherd boy just laughed and didn't answer Xingshan Village.

Cold food is on the road.

(Tang) Song Wenzhi

It's already on the way to late spring when I meet cold food immediately.

Poor Jiang, I can't see Luo Qiao people.

The Arctic cherishes the sage, and Nanwa is the vassal.

In the old garden, wicker is new day and night.

cold drink and snack

(Tang) 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.

The door is that thing

(Tang)

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.

day of mourning

(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.

Su Causeway's Qingming Festival is this thing.

(Song) Wu Weixin

Pears bloom in the light, and wanderers go out of the city in spring.

At dusk, the songs are ready, and the willows belong to a warbler.

Cold food on the grave

(Song) Yang Wanli

Go straight to your husband! Can this bridge be out of danger?

The maple leaves in the distant mountains are pale outside, and the broken houses are beside the lonely wheat.

The spring breeze is coming again, and all the new buildings are gone.

Pear blossoms are cold food, and it is only when you enter the festival that you are worried.

Work in the suburbs

(Song) Cheng Hao

Grass and green fields, spring around the mountains;

Zhu Xing Luan Hong wears Liuxiang, but sits in the imperial city because of flowing water;

Don't bid farewell to wine, lest the wind turn red;

Besides, it's Tomb-Sweeping Day today, and it's met with fine weather. It's very suitable for sightseeing, but you can't leave.

Send Chen Xiucai back to the grave in Saskatchewan.

(Ming) Gao Qi

All the clothes are covered with blood, tears and dust. Although the war is over now, I will feel sad when I return home.

In the storm, pear flower falls died, and the Cold Food Festival passed. In Tomb-Sweeping Day, several families will visit graves and be worshipped by future generations.

"Qingjiang leads Qingming Day Tour"

(Ming) Wang Pan

Where is the non-smoking section in the west building?

Green fields and sunny roads.

Ma Si hissed through the willows, and people laughed on the swings.

Yinger always teaches Chun to get drunk.

The door is that thing

(Tang)

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.

day of mourning

(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.

Su Causeway's Qingming Festival is this thing.

(Song) Wu Weixin

Pears bloom in the light, and wanderers go out of the city in spring.

At dusk, the songs are ready, and the willows belong to a warbler.

Cold food on the grave

(Song) Yang Wanli

Go straight to your husband! Can this bridge be out of danger?

The maple leaves in the distant mountains are pale outside, and the broken houses are beside the lonely wheat.

The spring breeze is coming again, and all the new buildings are gone.

Pear blossoms are cold food, and it is only when you enter the festival that you are worried.

Work in the suburbs

(Song) Cheng Hao

Grass and green fields, spring around the mountains;

Zhu Xing Luan Hong wears Liuxiang, but sits in the imperial city because of flowing water;

Don't bid farewell to wine, lest the wind turn red;

Besides, it's Tomb-Sweeping Day today, and it's met with fine weather. It's very suitable for sightseeing, but you can't leave.

Send Chen Xiucai back to the grave in Saskatchewan.

(Ming) Gao Qi

All the clothes are covered with blood, tears and dust. Although the war is over now, I will feel sad when I return home.

In the storm, pear flower falls died, and the Cold Food Festival passed. In Tomb-Sweeping Day, several families will visit graves and be worshipped by future generations.

"Qingjiang leads Qingming Day Tour"

(Ming) Wang Pan

Where is the non-smoking section in the west building?

Green fields and sunny roads.

Horses wear willow hiss, and people laugh on the swing.

5. The origin of Tomb-Sweeping Day 200 words in classical Chinese Tomb-Sweeping Day (200 words) Tomb-Sweeping Day began in the Zhou Dynasty and has a history of more than 2,500 years.

Qingming is one of the twenty-four solar terms in the China lunar calendar. According to "A Hundred Questions at the Age of Years", "Everything grows clean and bright at this time. So it is called Qingming. "

It is said that Tomb-Sweeping Day originated from the "grave-sweeping" ceremony of ancient emperors and generals, and later people followed suit, offering sacrifices to ancestors and sweeping graves on this day. In ancient times, the day before Tomb-Sweeping Day was called "Cold Food Festival". According to legend, in the Spring and Autumn Period, when Jin Wengong was in trouble, Jiexiu cut his own meat to satisfy his hunger. After Jin Wengong ascended the throne, Jiexiu was asked to be an official, but Jiexiu lived in seclusion in Mianshan. Jin Wengong asked Yamakaji to try to force Jiexiu out, and Jiexiu was burned to death by mistake.

Jin Wengong regretted it very much and ordered that fire should be banned from now on. Because of the fire ban, people can only eat cold food on this day, so it is called "cold food".

Later, I gradually realized that cold food is one of them. It has become a traditional festival of the Chinese nation for generations.

6. Reading passage and answers of Qingming Festival 3) Read the following article and answer the question 18-2 1.

(14) At this time of Qingming, my grandmother must be standing on the gazebo at the top of the mountain looking at home, her eyes glancing at the cement road at the foot of the mountain from time to time. She knows that once the spring breeze blows, her children and grandchildren will come up the mountain to visit her.

"Qingming is the spring of March, pink and green; Laughing on the swing, yellow flowers and green fruits fight for the grave. " My mother once bought colorful paper from the town, twisted it into strings of floating money like copper coins with a knife, and then folded it into glittering gold ingots with tin foil to honor her late elders when preparing to go to the grave.

In this respect, my mother is very generous, and money for old friends is always well prepared. Where's father? Then take out the good cigarettes and wine he usually hates and prepare to go to the grave to share with his relatives.

We children are also looking forward to Tomb-Sweeping Day with our fingers broken. Beginning of spring, rain, fright, vernal equinox and Tomb-Sweeping Day are approaching day by day in our expectation. The sunshine is a little warmer, but the wind is still a little cold. Rape flowers are bright and dazzling. Grandma who was looking at the gazebo at the top of the mountain suddenly lifted her sleeves and wiped her eyes. Finally, she saw that in the bright spring, her children and grandchildren really came to visit her.

Grandma lives in Shan Jiang. Shan Jiang is not tall, but it is quiet and beautiful. When grandma was alive, she was attracted by this geomantic treasure. She often pouts and says, "The Buddha is resting on the mountain. When I am old, you will send me to this mountain. " Suona sent grandma up the hill.

Grandma sat in a small box and thought happily, and became a bride again. Many of her old sisters-old lady Lin Shengniang with flat mouth, tiger girl selling eggs, little aunt who can be a tailor and so on. -have come over, their graves are affectionately crowded together, and grandma is not lonely.

Now, the grandmother who lives in the mountains is watching her children and grandchildren come step by step in this beautiful spring. It is natural for us children to walk in front of the grave-sweeping team.

The children came on bamboo horses, with Yang Liuzhi's whip in their hands, their mouths still learning to bark, and their hearts were flying up the mountain. There are azaleas and thrush birds on the mountain, and most importantly, the delicious food in my father's backpack hooks our hearts.

Before Tomb-Sweeping Day, my mother always went to the building to cut a kind of cotton cocoon grass. After being washed with lime and hot water, it is kneaded with glutinous rice flour, stuffed with stuffing, and then made into fresh cotton cocoon head jiaozi in Qingming Festival in the south of the Yangtze River. Cotton cocoon head dumplings are green and sweet, smell them; Taste it, it's fresh.

This kind of cotton cocoon, which won't let go after a slap, has to be tasted by our ancestors before it can be returned to us. We don't know whether our ancestors will eat this cocoon-headed jiaozi, just as we don't know where the Dayuanbao folded by our mother can really be used as money. But my parents believe that ancestors and gods will perceive their piety.

"Mom, it's clear. Let's see if you are old." Dad stood at grandma's grave and said.

The grass is ringing in front of grandma's grave, and grandma says, "I miss you, too, son." Dad shook the bulging paper money in his hand and said confidently and loudly, "Mom, I'm here to give you money."

"Ha ha, rich throat." Grandma laughed and scolded, "What's the use of these rotten papers? Can't you be real! " Dad's face turned red at once, and mom was busy taking the food out of the pole and putting green balls, fruits, side dishes and liqueur all over the altar.

"Mom, I have packed several green groups. Come and have a taste. " A breeze blew and grandma floated down from the treetops. She seemed to smell the flowers and plants in the field again, the fresh fragrance of rice, and the sweet fragrance of secular customs, and she couldn't help getting drunk.

Grandma said, "My daughter-in-law still sticks to my heart." Grandma is not the only one who is drunk. The spring breeze is soft, the sun is warm, and the branches in front of the grave are swaying. They are also intoxicated by this clear and affectionate.

Colorful floating money hangs on the grave, paper ash flies like white butterflies in the wind, the weeds on the grave have been cleaned up, and grandma sits in the curling smoke and looks at us and smiles. Dad said that everyone would kowtow to their ancestors again.

Grandma, see you next Qingming. The fragrance of the Youth League permeates the mouth, and Qingming grows in our hearts like weeds.

(selected from Wen Yuan) 18. Read the full text. Please sum up what my parents have prepared for Tomb-Sweeping Day. (3 points) 19. Read the following sentences, contact the context and answer the questions as required. (4 points) (1) The cotton cocoon head is green in jiaozi, sweet and waxy, and smells fragrant; Taste it, it's fresh.

Appreciate the beauty of this sentence. ) (2) The fragrance of the Youth League permeates the mouth, and Qingming grows in our hearts like weeds.

What grows in our hearts? Contact the above to talk about your understanding. ) 20. The article depicts the late grandmother through memories and many imaginative descriptions, and analyzes what kind of grandmother is combined with the description of the article. (3 points) 2 1. Understanding and appreciation of this article, the following two statements are inappropriate () (4 points A. This article describes an activity scene of an ordinary family in Tomb-Sweeping Day in chronological order.

It is completely a portrayal of natural and peaceful life. B. The article takes Qingming as the theme and tomb sweeping as the highlight, revealing the sadness of the separation between man and Yin and Yang.

C. This paper brings vivid characters to readers through vivid dialogue and action description. D. It is written in the article that children are eager to go up the mountain to sacrifice and sweep because of their beautiful scenery and appetizing food, conveying a strong atmosphere of life.

E. A poem describing Tomb-Sweeping Day and several scenes quoted in this paper are bright and beautiful, and sadness is written in a happy scene, which sets off the mood of the characters well. Attached answer 18, (3 points) Mom prepares paper money to make dumplings; (2 points) The sentence "Father takes out the good wine that he can't bear to eat" (1 minute) 19, (4 points) (1 minute) describes the sweetness of cotton cocoon jiaozi and my inner yearning with overlapping words and almost antithetical sentences.

(2) The affection between relatives, the peaceful and natural living atmosphere embodied by Tomb-Sweeping Day. 20.(3 points) Grandma chose a cemetery for herself and buried it in the mountains with her sisters like alive, showing an optimistic and calm attitude towards life and death; Grandma is eager for us to go up the mountain and express our love for our loved ones; Grandma scolded her father that paper money was not as affordable as her mother's jiaozi, expressing her love for life.

(2 points correctly, 3 points correctly) 2 1, (4 points) b d.

7. Translation of five ancient poems by Tomb-Sweeping Day: 1 and The Riverside Scene at Qingming Festival by 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.

Translation:

The moonlight is hazy, and the beautiful moonlight fascinates people with the Qingming night. On the hazy Qingming night when the moonlight was swept by the breeze, the poet was in his mansion under the jasper railing and the red brick wall. The poet paced alone and sang in the circuitous corridor. My thoughts drifted into the distance, and I just heard orchestral strings in the distance, so the poet calmed down and listened carefully to the strings, which was not leisurely at all.

2. "Qingming sends Deng Rui's second son back to his hometown" Don Dai Shulun

The bells and drums ring away from the sun, and the car urges the night clothes.

The kitchen has become a new fire, and the willows are dark and frosted.

Look at China through the mirror and talk about your hometown with a cup.

Every time I feel my child's tears, I will touch my clothes today.

3. The Riverside Scene at Qingming Festival-Changqing, Liu Tang

After the scenery is clear, Yunshan is in sight.

Flowers bloom like the old days, and new smoke comes from thousands of wells.

There is no clearing in the grass, and the river flows to the sky.

Where is Chang 'an? Point to the sunset.

4. Qingming is a matter-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.

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The annual Tomb-Sweeping Day in Kyoto has arrived again, and people naturally feel sad and nostalgic. The sound of the carriage rang on the road in a complicated way, and the breeze on the outskirts of Dongcheng was lush. Falling flowers fly, grass grows together, orioles fly around, and butterflies play in pairs. Sitting in the empty lobby, recalling the past, replacing wine with tea, chatting for comfort.

5. The Riverside Scene at Qingming Festival-Tang Wei Wu Ying

Cold food prescription is sick, and it is awkward to open the chest.

Finally, I miss the county seat, and fireworks filled Qingchuan.

Apricot porridge is still delicious, and elm soup has been slightly fried.

I just hate being a good girl, kissing my face and spending this glorious year.

8. More than 450 words of classical Chinese Qingming fun. What Qingming weather [Du Anshi] Qingming weather is always drunk.

The terrace is shady and smells good. Bird's nest square, small basin, new lotus cover.

This is just a happy moment. Single coat, half cage 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. Sitting in the boudoir, lazily combing my hair, I know that the new couple is haggard.

Tomb-Sweeping Day, Yangzhou [Zhang Dai] In Tomb-Sweeping Day, Yangzhou, all the men and women in the city have finished their work, and every family has exhibited their graves. Although there are several tombs at home, they will be exhibited in the future.

So, get a good horse, draw a boat with flute and drum, and turn it again and again without hesitation. Small families in prison also carry food and paper money to the grave to finish the sacrifice, and then drink on the floor.

From the south gate of Qianbaiguan, Guduqiao, Tianning Temple and Pingshantang, there are beauty wildflowers. Along with vendors, antiques and children's appliances are arranged on the roadside.

Bo Tu sat on a small stool in the open space, wearing a shirt and a half arm around him, sweating in a gauze skirt, painting porcelain in a copper furnace, belonging to a fresh fish, autumn pear and orange, named "falling". Or six or eight or ten, called "60%", "80%" and "100%". There are hundreds of places where people look around.

On that day, the quartet moved to Jia Xi, where a Huizhou merchant and a famous prostitute in the song collected all the good deeds. The long pond is rich in grass and the eagle soars; Gaofu Pinggang, cockfighting; Maolin Qingle, chop Ruan and play Zheng.

Prodigal sumo, naive kite, old monk cause and effect, storyteller, stand-up crosstalk, squat. At dusk, there are many chariots and horses.

The official door is beautiful, the car curtains are fully open, the maids are tired, the mountain flowers are obliquely inserted, and clusters of them rush in. See only the West Lake Spring, Qinhuai Summer, Tiger Hill Autumn, there is no comparability.

However, they are all clustered together, like the painter's reverse string; This alone is much more comfortable than the geese, and it is three miles long, so the painter's hand is rolled. In the Southern Song Dynasty, Zhang Zeduan wrote "The Riverside Scene at Qingming Festival", describing the scenery of Bianjing, with the thought of western beauty, and the rest of his eyes had no dreams! Listen to the wind, listen to the rain, clear [Wu Wenying] Listen to the wind, listen to the rain, clear, worry about plants and flowers.

The green spot in front of the building leads the way, with faint tenderness. In the cold spring, I was drinking wine, and I dreamed of singing warblers.

Sweep the pavilion in the West Park every day and enjoy the new sun. The wasp frequently pounced on the Xiang Qiu rope, and at that time it used a delicate jade hand to make incense.

I can't spend my honeymoon with melancholy. The secluded steps are covered with moss all night.