Tomb-Sweeping Day's Poetry Couplets

In spring in Tomb-Sweeping Day, everything revived and the land was green, so many poems describing Tomb-Sweeping Day were circulated in ancient times. This is a poem and couplet about Tomb-Sweeping Day that I prepared for you. Welcome to read the reference.

Tomb-Sweeping Day is one of the traditional festivals in China, and it is also one of the three major sacrificial festivals. The traditional activity is to sweep graves. The traditional Tomb-Sweeping Day of the Han nationality in China began in the Zhou Dynasty and has a long history of more than 2,500 years.

Grave-sweeping, commonly known as grave sacrifice, is an activity. Most Han people and some ethnic minorities visit graves in Tomb-Sweeping Day. To this day, the custom of worshipping ancestors and mourning the dead relatives in Tomb-Sweeping Day is still very popular.

Tomb-Sweeping Day's poems:

day of mourning

(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 drink and snack

(Tang) Han

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.

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.

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.

Look at the city after Tomb-Sweeping Day

Don Liu Changqing

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.

Qingming Japanese song Jiang Huaiyou

Tangluoyin

Jun and Tiansu are old friends, so I'm going to make friends.

For two years, I have been isolated from the grave and have a sad face all day.

Seagulls seem to be able to keep up with physics, while apricot flowers are suspicious and accompanied by people's worries.

Widows and young children should eat cold food and look at Jiangling with tears.

cold drink and snack

Tang Mengyunqing

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.

Qingming is the most important thing

Tang Meng Hao ran

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.

day of mourning

Tang Sun Changyin

In the late spring of Qingming, I look at the northern hills.

Flirting opens a new flame with a fire, and tung flowers make old branches.

Shen Ming was ashamed of the past and kept the banquet secret from his friends.

Not as good as a bird in the forest, moving Joe and feathers.

In memory of my brother in Tomb-Sweeping Day.

Don 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.

Chang 'an Tomb-Sweeping Day

Tangweizhuang

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.

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.

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.

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.

day of mourning

Huang Songting Jian

Every holiday season, I miss my parents, and the 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.

day of mourning

Song Wang Yu

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.

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.

A Collection of Ancient Poems Describing Tomb-Sweeping Day in Tomb-Sweeping Day Poems

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.

The day before in Tomb-Sweeping Day was the Cold Food Festival. The ancients often associated Qingming with cold food. Because the two festivals are linked together, it is forbidden to eat cold food for three days and only eat cold food. On Qingming Day, a new fire broke out, hence the name Cold Food Festival.

Tomb-Sweeping Day is a traditional festival in China, and it is a festival to worship ancestors. In addition to ancestor worship and grave sweeping, there have been temple fairs, horse races, outings, swings, willow planting and other activities since ancient times. Therefore, there are both heavy mourning for ancestors and laughter for outings.

Tomb-Sweeping Day's couplets:

The first part: The spring breeze blew the ground again.

The bottom line is: I miss my parents twice during the festival.

The first part: the smoke scene urges Sophora japonica leaves

Bottom line: the number of flowers in the windy period.

Part I: Spring Club when Swallows Come.

Bottom line: Pear blossoms after Qingming Festival.

The first part: Spring breeze solved thousands of snowfalls.

Bottom line: the younger generation will never forget the martyrs.

The first part: When you see something and think of your loved ones, you often dream.

Bottom line: Remember what you hear.

Part I: Cold food and rain spread 150 days

Bottom line: Hua Xinfeng came to the spring of 24 years.

The first part: replacement of Sophora japonica hot springs

Bottom line: apricot blossoms eliminate rain and spread knowledge.

Part I: Fire prohibition. Every festival is early this year.

Part II: Who is Hua Fei Town busy for?

The first part: running water and sunset will always hate.

The bottom line: a sad day in the twilight.

The first part: running water and sunset will always hate.

Bottom line: Spring breeze and sunset make people think.

The first part: Tomb-sweeping Year Festival

Bottom line: There is still the wind of old people everywhere.

The first part: Time changes in March.

Bottom line: two news, apricot blossom branch

Part I: Beautiful scenery.

The second part: there are few moon stars and many sacrifices.

The first part: Meet, it will rain soon.

Bottom line: I like to see the apricot flowers in front of the tree.

The first part: apricot cheese elm soup takes the second place.

The second part: Shiquan dreams of enjoying time with fire.

The first part: Spring returns to the earth, and nine thousand Wan Li people eat cold food and rain.

Bottom line: China is hot, 24 times as hot as Hua Xinfeng.

The first part:/kloc-where is the apricot cheese elm soup dream in the early morning of 0/60?

Bottom line: Who is the new fire of sweet flowers, good faith and perfect locust fire?