1. The most famous poem is Qingming written by Du Mu, a great poet in the Tang Dynasty: It rains a lot during the Qingming Festival, and pedestrians on the road want to die. Excuse me, where is the restaurant? The shepherd boy pointed to Xinghua Village.
It's just twenty-eight characters, but it reveals people's sad and confused mood during the Qingming Festival. The last two sentences are especially praised by later generations. The term "Xinghua Village" originally refers to the village in the depths of apricot flowers, which is not a special name, but as far as the influence is concerned, later generations often use "Xinghua Village" as the hotel name.
2. Qingming written by Huang Tingjian in the Song Dynasty: When the festival is Qingming, peaches and plums laugh, and Noda's wasteland is only sad. The thunder stung the dragon and snake, and the original vegetation in the suburbs was soft after the rain. People beg to sacrifice my arrogant concubine and wife, and those who are willing to burn to death are unfair. A wise fool knows who it is for thousands of years, and his eyes are full of Artemisia scoparia.
In this poem, the poet is associated with the tomb sweeping in Qingming Festival, begging for food by Qi people, banning smoking in cold food, and pushing the meson to death in the Spring and Autumn Period of Jin State. Finally, he feels that no matter how wise or stupid he is, he will end up with a handful of loess. This poem has far-reaching artistic conception. When it is read together with Tang Bohu's Song of Peach Blossom Temple in the Ming Dynasty: "Others laugh at me for being too crazy, and I laugh at others for not being able to wear it;" I don't see the tomb of the Five Tombs, and there is no flower, no wine and no hoe for farming. "
3. Du Fu's Two Poems on Qingming Festival can also be called masterpieces, and the second one is especially good. His poem says: This body wanders from west to east, and his right arm is withered and semi-deaf. Silence is the boat's double tears, and the Zuo Shu is empty. Ten years' efforts will lead to a distant future, and the swing custom in Wan Li is the same. On the wild goose, the clouds return to the purple plug, and the family uses green maple to drill the fire. In the fireworks in Qin Cheng Pavilion, the Han Dynasty is dominated by beautiful mountains and rivers. Spring goes and spring comes, and the Dongting is wide, and Bai Ping worries about killing Pulsatilla.
In this poem, the poet was deeply touched by the scene during the Qingming Festival, and he talked about the bitterness of wandering. One can't help but think of another joint sentence of the poet: "I have come three thousand miles away. Sad now with autumn, and with my hundred years of woe, I climb this height alone."
Qingming is a sentimental season, and people's emotions are full of ups and downs. Perhaps, on this day, it is "disappointing" the years, so that we can stride forward with great energy in the following days.