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Spring rain, Spring Festival, Qingming ancient poems

1, Qingming?

Don Dumu

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.

2. Cold food on the road?

Tangsong 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.

3. Cold food?

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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.

4. Is it about slamming the door?

Tang zhangji

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.

5. Is Qingming the same 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.

6. Dooley Road Central on Qingming Day?

Fan Dacheng in the Southern Song Dynasty

Sprinkle towels and rain, and wear a side hat.

Flowers bloom in the mountains and willows lie in the water.

Shimali Road, the kite is flying.

After people dispersed, blackbirds were due west and east.