Introduction of 35 Poems by Tomb-Sweeping Day

During the Qingming Festival, there are many rains, and the wanderers in the distance worship their ancestors first. Shenlin Road is very slippery, and future generations can only climb it generation by generation. I have compiled some poems about Tomb-Sweeping Day for everyone to enjoy. I hope you like it!

1, I saw Xinliu's eyes drooping, and I suspected that you were escaping from the shadows and stepping on the wind.

2, no flowers, no wine is too clear, and the taste is bleak like a wild monk.

3, Jie Qing Tao Li smiles, Noda is ridiculous.

4, ten years of life and death, do not think, unforgettable. A lonely grave thousands of miles away, desolate and nowhere to talk about. Even if we don't know each other, our faces are dusty and our temples are frosty.

It rains a lot during the Qingming Festival, and the wanderers in the distance worship their ancestors first. Shenlin Road is very slippery, and future generations can only climb it generation by generation.

6, the official gave Qingming fire at the beginning, and the upper phase was divided into white money.

7. Pear blossoms are in full bloom, and wanderers are out of the Spring City.

8. Where is the non-smoking section in the West Building? Green fields and sunny roads. In the willows of Ma Si, people laugh and swing, and the sound of warblers always makes Chun drunk.

9. Seeing the dawn at night, the dead are gone; A bird's eye view of the plain brings spring.

10, Meng Chun paradise calls, Yan Yan drives the crane in the morning.

1 1. Try going to the Wumen Gate to see the county Guo. There are new cigarettes in Qingming.

12, the thunder stung the dragon snake, and the original vegetation in the suburbs was soft after the rain.

13, full of blood and tears, can be sad when you go home after chaos.

14, it takes a lot of time to build a fine mountain with water. There are all kinds of scenery in the world, and Fiona Fang should be famous for its tin scenery.

15, parents are so kind that they can't sleep at night for their children. I have worked hard all my life, and I look forward to all my children and grandchildren.

16. In the misty rain painting screen in the south of the Yangtze River, the inclined window of the half mirror is red. Swallows don't return to the pavilion, and willows meet the east wind today. 17, life is like a weathered bud, and the old branch writes about youth.

18, the weather is clear and cloudless, so I might as well travel and forget to come back.

19, live like summer flowers and die like autumn leaves. Why bother in life? There has been a moment since ancient times.

20. When you are sick, you will stand up to welcome the New Year, and when you die, you will hold your head high and smile.

2 1, there are many grave fields in the hills of north and south, which is different in Tomb-Sweeping Day. Paper ashes fly into white butterflies, and blood and tears are dyed into red azaleas.

22. It rains a lot during the Qingming Festival, and pedestrians on the road want to break their souls.

23, the wind and rain pear blossoms have been cold, and several descendants have come to sweep the grave.

24. Send my father back to his hometown overnight and get home at 3: 20. At six o'clock on the sixth day, he died suddenly, and my father became immortal near dawn.

On a sunny night, the Red Pavilion is made of blue bricks to stab historians. Walking alone in a roundabout song, I can't hear the sound of flowers.

26. It may be that there is dust in the sky, and lead clouds will eventually make tears fly frequently. If buried next year, how many pairs of grave sweepers will I have?

27. Qingming Day in the fragrant season, Qingming puts wine.

28. Yesterday, the neighbor asked for a new fire, and the window was separated from the desk lamp. On the 29 th, tourists tended to go to Liangdi and entered Taichu lightly. The locust smoke disappears at dawn, and the elm fire should bloom in spring. The sun shines on the sunny rainbow, and the flowers come with the early butterflies. Riding in glory, blowing light ash.

30, Di Ming, people worry. The carriage creaked on the road, and the outskirts of Liucheng were lush.

3 1, a clever fool knows who Millennium is, and his eyes are full of chrysanthemum.

32. Among the Qing Dynasty painting fans, the spring tree was Yu Jinhong. If you make a mistake, you will wear a weak willow wind.

33. Tilling is still there, and the sound reproduces the dream.

34, Qingming tears do not kiss, thousands of miles away from the village. Only the ancient mountain road supports soul of china.

35. Longmen rains at night and windy in spring.

These are 35 poems about Tomb-Sweeping Day. Thank you for reading!