清明  许培扬

千里相隔亲人坟，

清明思念心哀伤。

梦见父母在叫我，

烧钱化纸坟前跪。

Thousands of miles apart,

Qingming miss heart sad.

I dreamed my parents were calling me,

Burn money into paper and kneel in front of the grave.

作者：韦玉林。清明寒食节诗词专揖。

        （一）

七律。清明前。（平水韵十一真）

陌野含烟柳正新，清明雾霭罩红尘。

油黄菜色酬烧纸，魏紫桑皮裹供珍。

风摆青絲额鬓雪，雨淋斑竹泪沾巾。

哀思悲绪鹃啼血，早祭先贤父母亲。

        （二）

七律，清明。（平水韵八齐）

风物凄凉故苑西，江边人去路迢迷。

梨门雨暗黄鹂语，草阁春寒杜宇啼。

万里山河增壮气，一年花鸟又光畦。

伤心独倚阑时处，泪眼青烟锁旧蹊。

        （三）

七律，清明。（平水韵十一尤）

东风吹雨到城头，又是新年一度愁。

春色不随花柳去，寒声有泪子孙流。

故园已负千株雪，旧社谁寻万斛舟。

闻道山人归未得。且携诗稿入茶瓯。

        （四）

七律，清明祭父母。（新韵）

水峪龙山祭祖茔，峨嵋凤脉佑神灵。

本桥书案听禅诲，玉鼎香坛诵梵经。

溪碧波盈随泪涌，峰青瑞朗默哀倾。

报恩父母生前奉，燒纸难酬尽孝铭。

         （五）

七律，清明祭双亲。（平水韵八齐）

水峪围峰圣椅齐，本桥书案步天梯。

清明祭祖黄鹂引，雨霁焚香杜宇啼。

仰望丰碑思诲语，长眠福地旺青溪。

常逢托梦酬勤孝，承志扬帆畅路跻。

         （六）

七律。清明一侯桐花。

一株疏密护窗纱，几度飞英入槛斜。

风引清香飘素盖，雨滋浓翠湿浮丫。

移时却忆高唐节，折尽还怜远客家。

谁向瑶池求凤落，满川明月坠晴沙。

       （七） 

七律。清明二侯麦花。

一雨初乾麦半橙，农田未觉晓云平。

秧根不碍春来去，禾黍偏增夏后名。

天意渐暄还有候，人情易旱乃无成。

东坡亦是吾民愿，何敢忧时念远氓。

         （八）

七律。清明三侯柳花。

轻烟袅曳拂帘栊，无复青春舞絮风。

半点飞来犹似雨，万丝落处又还东。

漫寻旧赏怜杨叶，谁把飘零恨杜翁。

介子推功盈鬓雪，一般愁绪付残红。

         （九）

《江城子》清明祭，（新韵）

清明祭祖旭曚昽，凤哀鸣，鸟凄声。

雨霁晴空，泣血杜鹃重。

天外翔云丹顶鹤，传玉旨，典崇隆。

伏羲峽谷脉龙宗，颂恩宏，礼深恭。

天道酬勤，百善孝先行。

泪血情溶儿女魄，华裔旺，复兴呈。

          （十）

卜算子，清明祭。（新韵）

肠断奈何天？哀念清明绕。

父母恩情似海深。洒泪碑前悼。

谆语尚德高，榜样行勤孝。

大爱无疆素质存，永续家风好。

          （十一）

《望云崖引》清明寒食节抒怀。

文/春渡昆仑。（词林正韵）

今思寒食，丑牛岁，清明又。

索典追源，始立晋文公首。

春秋战乱，介子推忠主，割股救。

碧血丹心，古贤葬烟柳。

望黄河水，坠壶口，千龙吼。

命脉承优，遥拜祖先深叩。

文明永续，呈现中华梦，劲抖擞。

举酒舒怀，揽月逍遥星宙。

        （十二）

《望湘人》清明寒食节抒怀。

文/春渡昆仑。

望清明瑞朗，遥拜祖先，缅怀英烈摧朽。

始晋文公，立寒食首。割股忠臣亲授。

爱国忧民，舍身行义，仁心良友。

介子推，千古留芳，火葬绵山烟柳。

须信文明远久。继中华礼道，德仁尊守。

仰贤圣英魂，供烛酒深恭叩。

尊父母，百孝生前候。感慨亲情恩厚。

更抖擞，远眺青山，碧血鹃啼丹秀。

        （十三）

排律。。清明祭。（新韵）

岁岁清明雨寄哀，年年祭祖后人来。

绵绵峻岭埋忠骨，漫漫丹花泣血开。

默默坟堆黄土罩，巍巍碑侧翠松栽。

翩翩紫燕呢喃絮，缕缕青烟绕供台。

冉冉晨光津苦口，潺潺响水泪凝腮。

苍苍两鬓慈眉雪，炯炯双晴善舍财。

幕幕音容盈笑貌，谆谆教诲释情怀。

殷殷厚望家风继，朗朗乾坤靠我侪。

        （十四）

七绝。寒食节。（新韵）

一线风筝梦放飞，清明绿柳唤人归。

焚香远在黄淮地，夜念绵山介子推。

            （十五）

七绝。清明一侯桐花。

文/春渡昆仑。

雨后梧桐叶未干，一声清露滴金盘。

凉生枕簟松风急，影落芭蕉竹月寒。

七绝。清明二侯麦花。

文/春渡昆仑。

麦花满地绿阴稠，杨柳丝丝系客幽。

最忆故园今夜雨，数声啼鸟唤春游。

七绝。清明三候柳花。

文/春渡昆仑。

东风吹暖柳花香，一片春光上客堂。

今日偶来寻旧隐，白云深处认仙乡。

        （十六） 

【仙吕，后庭花】清明祭（中华通韵）

文／韦玉林（辽宁）

     （一）

  清明柳絮飞，寒食祭祀规，始晋文公立，绵山介子推。树丰碑，忠臣仁义，英魂千古垂。

     （二）

  清明柳正新，春风荡雾尘。杜宇哀鸣泣，黄鹂梵语吟。泪沾巾。总思恩厚，鲜花呈祖坟。

     （三）

  清明雨寄哀，年年祭祖来。峻岭埋忠骨，丹花泣血开。泪凝腮，厚恩常忆，碑林松柏栽。

Author: Wei Yulin. Qingming cold food festival poems bow.

(I)

eight-line poem with seven characters to a line and a strict tonal pattern and rhyme scheme. Before Qingming. (Ping Shui Yun Xi Zhen)

There is smoke in the wild, Liu Zhengxin, and the Qingming mist covers the world of mortals.

Oil yellow vegetable color reward burning paper, Wei purple mulberry wrapped for treasure.

The wind put green silk on the forehead and temples, and the rain stained bamboo tears stained with towels.

The cuckoo cries blood and mourns for the parents of the sages.

(II)

Seven laws, Qingming. (Pingshui rhyme eight Qi)

The scenery is desolate, so the garden is in the west, and the people along the river are lost.

The rain at the pear gate is dark, Orioles speak, and Du Yu cries in the cold spring in the grass Pavilion.

Thousands of miles of mountains and rivers strengthen the Qi, and flowers and birds light the border in a year.

When you are sad and lean alone on the appendix, the smoke in your tearful eyes locks the old groin.

(III)

Seven laws, Qingming. (Ping Shui Yun Xi you)

The east wind blows rain to the head of the city, which is another worry in the new year.

Spring does not go with the flowers and willows, and there are tears in the cold sound.

The hometown has been covered with thousands of snow. Who in the old society looks for thousands of Dendrobium boats.

I heard that the mountain people didn't get it. And bring the poems into the tea ou.

(IV)

Seven laws, Qingming Festival for parents. (new rhyme)

The Dragon Mountain in Shuiyu offers sacrifices to the ancestral tombs, and the Phoenix pulse in Emei protects the gods.

This bridge book case listens to Zen teachings, and the jade Dingxiang altar recites Buddhist scriptures.

The stream is filled with blue waves and tears, and the peak is green and ruilang, with silent mourning.

It is difficult to burn paper to repay the kindness of their parents before they die.

(V)

Seven laws, Qingming Festival for parents. (Pingshui rhyme eight Qi)

The water valley is surrounded by the peak and the holy chairs are Qi. The book case of this bridge steps the ladder.

During the Qingming Festival, Orioles worship their ancestors, and Du Yu cries after the rain.

Looking up at the monument, thinking and teaching, sleeping in the blessed land wangqingxi.

Often dream, pay for diligence and filial piety, and be willing to sail smoothly.

(VI)

eight-line poem with seven characters to a line and a strict tonal pattern and rhyme scheme. Tonghua in the Tomb Sweeping Day.

A dense protective window screen flew into the sill several times.

The wind blows the fragrance, the vegetable cover is floating, and the rain is thick, green and wet.

But I remember the high Tang Festival and feel sorry for the Hakka far away.

Who asks the jade pond for the Phoenix to fall, the bright moon falls across the river and the fine sand falls.

(VII)

eight-line poem with seven characters to a line and a strict tonal pattern and rhyme scheme. Qingming second houmai flower.

When the rain dries at the beginning, the wheat is half orange, and the farmland is not aware of the dawn and the clouds are flat.

The roots of the seedlings do not hinder the coming and going of spring, and the millet is named after summer.

There is still a time when the will of heaven is gradually greeting. Human feelings are easy to drought but have no success.

Dongpo is also the wish of our people. How dare you worry about the distant hooligans.

(VIII)

eight-line poem with seven characters to a line and a strict tonal pattern and rhyme scheme. Liuhua, the third Marquis of Qingming Festival.

The light smoke curls and blows the curtain for a long time, without the wind of youth dance.

A little bit of flying is still like rain, and ten thousand silk falls to the East.

Looking for the old, appreciating and pitying the poplar leaves, who hates Du Weng.

Jie Zitui's work is full of snow on his temples, and his general melancholy is red.

(IX)

Jiangchengzi Qingming Festival, (new rhyme)

During the Qingming Festival, the ancestors are worshipped, the rising sun is full of sunshine, the Phoenix is wailing, and the birds are moaning.

After the rain, the sky is clear, and the bleeding cuckoo is heavy.

The Red Crowned Crane with Xiangyun outside the sky spreads the jade decree and worships the dragon.

Fuxi gorge mailongzong, eulogizing grace and Hong, offering deep courtesy.

Heaven rewards diligence, and filial piety comes first.

Tears and blood dissolve children's souls, Chinese people are prosperous, and rejuvenation is.

(x)

Divination operator, Qingming Festival. (new rhyme)

What's the matter with broken intestines? Mourn the Qingming Festival.

The kindness of parents is as deep as the sea. Mourn in front of the tearful monument.

Zhun Yu upholds virtue and high standards, and sets an example of diligence and filial piety.

Great love is boundless, the quality exists, and the family style is good.

(XI)

"Introduction to cloud watching cliff" expresses the feelings of Qingming cold food festival.

Wen / Chundu Kunlun. (word Lin Zhengyun)

Now I think of cold food, ugly ox years old, Qingming again.

After searching for the source of the code, he began to establish the head of Duke Wen of Jin.

In the spring and autumn war, Jie Zi pushed his loyalty to the Lord and cut shares to save him.

Blue blood and red heart, ancient sages bury smoke willows.

Look at the Yellow River, fall into the mouth of a pot, and a thousand dragons roar.

The lifeline is excellent. We worship our ancestors from afar and kowtow deeply.

Civilization is sustainable, presenting the Chinese dream and full of vitality.

Lift up wine and feel comfortable, range the moon and carefree the universe of stars.

(XII)

"Looking at Hunan people" expresses the feelings of Qingming cold food festival.

Wen / Chundu Kunlun.

Hope for a clear and bright day, worship your ancestors and cherish the memory of the heroes.

At the beginning of the Jin Dynasty, Duke Wen set up the head of cold food. Cut shares and give them to loyal officials personally.

Love the country, care for the people, sacrifice their lives and do justice, and be kind-hearted and good friends.

Jie Zitui, who has remained fragrant for thousands of years, was cremated with willows in Mianshan.

We must believe that civilization has a long history. Following the Chinese rites, virtue and benevolence are respected.

Worship the souls of sages and saints, offer candles and wine, and knock deeply.

Respect your parents and be filial. Feeling the kindness of family.

More energetic, overlooking the green mountains, the blue blood cuckoo crows and danxiu.

(XIII)

Platonic rhythm.. Qingming Festival. (new rhyme)

Qingming rain sends mourning every year, and descendants come to worship their ancestors every year.

The mountains are full of blood, and the blood is buried.

Silently, the tombs are covered with loess, and the emerald pines are planted on the side of the towering monument.

The graceful purple swallow whispers and catkins, and wisps of green smoke surround the altar.

The morning light drips and the mouth is bitter. The water gurgles and tears condense on the cheeks.

Gray temples, kind eyebrows and snow, bright double sunny, good at giving up money.

The sound and countenance of the screen are full of smiles, and earnestly teach and explain feelings.

With high hopes, the family style continues, and the prosperous world depends on my friend.

(XIV)

four-line poem with seven characters to a line and a strict tonal pattern and rhyme scheme. Cold food festival. (new rhyme)

A string of kites dream of flying, and the green willows call people home.

Incense burning is far away in the Huang Huai area, and Mianshan jiezitui is read at night.

(XV)

four-line poem with seven characters to a line and a strict tonal pattern and rhyme scheme. Tonghua in the Tomb Sweeping Day.

Wen / Chundu Kunlun.

After rain, the leaves of Wutong are dry, and the golden plates are clear.

Cool health pillow mat pines, the wind is fierce, the shadow falls on plantain and bamboo, and the moon is cold.

four-line poem with seven characters to a line and a strict tonal pattern and rhyme scheme. Qingming second houmai flower.

Wen / Chundu Kunlun.

Wheat flowers are green and overcast, and willows are secluded.

I most remember the rain in my hometown tonight, and several birds call for spring outing.

four-line poem with seven characters to a line and a strict tonal pattern and rhyme scheme. There are willow flowers in the three seasons of Qingming Festival.

Wen / Chundu Kunlun.

The east wind warms the fragrance of willows and flowers, and a piece of spring light goes to the guest hall.

Today, I came to find the old hidden place and recognize the fairy land in the depths of white clouds.

(XVI)

[Xianlv, backyard flower] Qingming Festival (Chinese Tongyun)

Text / Wei Yulin (Liaoning)

(I)

Willow catkins fly during the Qingming Festival, cold food sacrifice rules, the beginning of the Jin Dynasty, and Jie Zitui in Mianshan. Tree monuments, loyal officials, benevolence and righteousness, and the soul of heroes will fall through the ages.

(II)

Qingming Liu Zhengxin, spring breeze, fog and dust. Du Yu wailed and the Oriole sang in Sanskrit. Tears stained towel. Always think of kindness, flowers are ancestral graves.

(III)

Qingming rain sends sorrow and worships ancestors every year. The mountains are buried with loyal bones, and the red flowers are weeping and bleeding. Tears condense on your cheeks, and your kindness is often remembered. Pines and cypresses are planted in the forest of steles.

清明节致天堂里的亲人五章

文/蓬池散人

一

斜雨飘如泪，游丝断若弦。【蓬池散人】

唯闻人作鬼，不见鹤成仙。【唐•寒山】

惆怅春光里，蹉跎柳色前。【唐•高适】

庭空谁共语，拄颊望青天。【宋•文天祥】

二

欲访浮云起灭因，无缘却见梦中身。【宋•苏轼】

百年岂料逢今日，四海何由见此人。【明•高启】

梧叶到秋无那病，芭蕉过暑不堪贫。【明•王世贞】

两行泪水何曾驻，一曲离歌感鬼神。【蓬池散人】

三

沙飞尘起向天横，滚滚乌云压郭城。【蓬池散人】

疏雨晚冲莲叶响，乱蝉凉抱桧梢鸣。【唐•齐己】

星霜荏苒无音信，烟水微茫变姓名。【唐•温庭筠】

生去死来都是幻，幻人哀乐系何情。【唐•白居易】

四

东君不解惜芳菲，料峭寒中一梦非。【宋•范成大】

杨柳亭台春寂寂，杏花村落雨霏霏。【元•王冕】

论情论旧弹冠少，多病多愁饮酒稀。【宋•梅尧臣】

既忍舍亲天国往，生来如寄去如归。【蓬池散人】

五

月镜无尘何必扫，松风有语用心听。【蓬池散人】

衔烟细草无端绿，冒雨闲花作意馨。【唐•陆龟蒙】

去日儿童皆长大，昔年亲友半凋零。【唐•窦叔向】

人生自古谁无死，留取丹心照汗青。【宋•文天祥】

Qingming Festival to relatives in Heaven chapter 5

Text / pengchi Sanren

one

The slanting rain floats like tears, and the hairspring breaks like a string. [Peng Chi San Ren]

Only when one hears that people are ghosts, one does not see that cranes become immortals. [Tang · Hanshan]

Melancholy spring, wasted before the willow. [Tang Gaoshi]

Who speaks in the court, leaning on his cheek and looking at the blue sky. [Song Wen Tianxiang]

two

I want to visit the cause of the rise and fall of floating clouds, but I have no chance to see the body in my dream. [song • Su Shi]

A hundred years ago, I didn't expect to see this person in the world today. [Ming Gaoqi]

The leaves of sycamore trees will be free from the disease in autumn, and the plantains will be poor in the summer. [Ming · Wang Shizhen]

Two lines of tears have never stopped, and a song leaves the song to feel ghosts and gods. [Peng Chi San Ren]

three

Sand and dust rise to the sky, and dark clouds roll over Guocheng. [Peng Chi San Ren]

The rain makes a sound on the lotus leaves in the evening, and the cicadas are cool and hold the juniper shoots. [Tang Qiji]

Star frost flies, no news, misty water changes name. [Tang Wen Tingyun]

Life and death are illusions. What is the feeling of illusory people's sorrow and music. [Tang · Bai Juyi]

four

Dongjun doesn't understand and cherishes Fangfei. He has a dream in the chilly cold. [song • Fan Chengda]

Yangliuting terrace is silent in spring, and Xinghua village is raining heavily. [yuan · Wang Mian]

On love, on the old bullet crown less, more sick and more worried, drinking less. [song Mei Yaochen]

Both endure and give up relatives to the kingdom of heaven, and be born like sending, go like returning. [Peng Chi San Ren]

five

The moon mirror is dust-free. Why sweep it? The pine wind has words and listens attentively. [Peng Chi San Ren]

The fine grass with smoke is green for no reason, and the idle flowers in the rain are a sweet smell. [Tang Lu guimeng]

In the past, children grew up, and relatives and friends in the past half withered. [Tang · Dou Shuxiang]

Since ancient times, no one has died. Keep your heart in history. [Song Wen Tianxiang]

清明

田兴才

年年今日祭英魂，华夏炎黄扫墓坟。

睹物思亲常入梦，训言在耳记犹新。

相逢落下纷丝雨，喜见塘前闹晚春。

没有英雄鲜血洒，就无大众拜双亲。

清明吟

清明节日祭高堂，跪在坟前泪两行。

阴界冥国花艳否？人间桃李正飘香。

咏清明

四月芳菲扫墓行，乡村片片拜坟莹。

纸钱火化灵魂念，两界相隔骨肉情。

寄语

梨花风起正清明，思念双亲骨肉情。

岁岁坟前来跪拜，高天泪落祭英灵。

Qingming

Tian xingcai

Every year today, I offer sacrifices to the souls of heroes and sweep the tombs of the Chinese people.

Seeing things and thinking about relatives, I often dream, and the motto is still new in my ears.

When we meet, the rain falls, and we are glad to see late spring in front of the pond.

Without the blood of heroes, there will be no public worship their parents.

Qingming chant

Qingming Festival sacrifice high hall, kneeling in front of the grave with two lines of tears.

Is the flower of the nether world gorgeous? Peaches and plums on earth are fragrant.

Yong Qingming

In April, Fangfei's Tomb Sweeping trip, the countryside is full of graves.

Paper money cremated the soul, and the two worlds are separated by flesh and blood.

Message

Pear blossom wind is rising, and it is clear and bright. I miss my parents' flesh and blood.

Sui Sui tomb came to kneel down, and tears fell from the sky to sacrifice the spirit.

七律·清明三祭（新韵）

荆楚山樵（王柏亭）

                     一祭乾宁

野塚荒坟遮陌路，阴霾暮雾黯苍穹。

攀天盗火昭昕宇，踏麓撷英绚紫琼。

魅祟哀嚎殇寂籁，冤魂泣血祀清明。

皇天厚土千年祭，庇佑生民万载宁。

                     二祭坤熙

雨润清明洗垢凝，霞彤旭冉暖沧溟。

残寒褪尽群芳沁，紫瑞昕临万象盈。

稷下学宫弘礼乐，天安圣廟鼎熙宁。

哲思启智人寰祭，肃穆蓬莱梵净滢。

                      三祭双慈

料峭春寒寂籁辰，潸然泪洒雨霖铃。

香烛九柱煎心恸，魇梦一焚鲁难平。

祷告双慈天已晓，虔祈二老地安瞑。

哀鸿苦海三叩祭，驾鹤云霄莅竟陵。

Seven rhythms · three offerings of Qingming Festival (new rhyme)

Jingchu Shanqiao (Wang baiting)

A sacrifice to Ganning

Wild tombs and barren tombs cover strangers, and haze and fog darken the sky.

Climb the sky, steal the fire, zhaoxinyu, step on the foot and pick up the beautiful purple Qiong.

The evil spirit wails and mourns, and the innocent soul weeps blood to worship Qingming.

The emperor's heaven and earth's Millennium sacrifice bless the living people for thousands of years.

Second sacrifice to Kunxi

The rain moistens and clears the bright, washes the dirt and condenses, and the rosy clouds glow and the rising sun warms the cangming.

The residual cold fades away, the fragrance is fresh, and the purple Ruixin is full of everything.

Jixia school palace is full of rites and music, and Tianan holy temple is dingxining.

Philosophy enlightens wisdom, and the world is sacrificed. It is solemn, Penglai, Fanjing and Ying.

Three sacrifices and two kindness

It is chilly and cold in spring. It is quiet and quiet, and tears are shed on the rain.

The nine columns of incense and candles torment the heart, and the nightmare will burn Lu hard.

Pray that the day of double kindness has come, and pray for the two elders to rest in peace.

Three kowtows in the sea of sorrow and sorrow, driving cranes to jingling.

七律•清明感怀（轱辘体）

文/左书谔（青岛）

一

清明泪眼数流芳，节至坟前祭祖忙。

难忘耳濡忠贯日，犹思目染孝萱堂。

鞠躬伟业传天下，尽瘁丰功誉四方。

百世人生无遗恨，千年史册铸辉煌。

二

今日陵园化纸香，清明泪眼数流芳。

披肝九叩怀华夏，沥胆三揖系国疆。

难忘千叮行至孝，犹思万嘱献衷肠。

峥嵘岁月圆新梦，碧血丹心作栋梁。

三

一杯绿酒敬先王，两挂红鞭震八方。

时令痴心端热血，清明泪眼数流芳。

志铭有韵歌嘹亮，碑刻无声曲绕梁。

孟母三迁留寄语，岳飞四字不彷徨。

四

夜半沉思腹稿长，晨曦伏案著华章。

先贤乱世传奇迹，后秀升平勇自当。

寒食痴心除怨恨，清明泪眼数流芳。

书山信步非虚度，墨海扬帆正远航。

五

青松挺立翠屏彰，玉树花开馥墓乡。

蝶舞时时萦碧树，蜂鸣阵阵绕琼浆。

坟前绝唱歌无限，碑后轻吟韵远扬。

骚客倾情留重彩，清明泪眼数流芳。

Seven laws • feelings of Qingming Festival (wheel body)

Text / Zuo shuge (Qingdao)

one

Qingming tearful eyes count the fragrance, and the festival is busy to worship ancestors in front of the grave.

Unforgettable ears, loyalty and loyalty run through the day, and still think of dyeing Xiaoxuan hall.

The great cause of bowing is spread all over the world, and the great achievements are honored everywhere.

There are no regrets in a hundred generations of life, and thousands of years of history create brilliance.

two

Today, the mausoleum is fragrant with paper, and the Qingming tear eyes are fragrant.

The liver is covered with nine percussions to cherish China, and the gall is drained and the three bows are tied to the country and Xinjiang.

Unforgettable thousand Ding lines of filial piety, still thinking of ten thousand orders and offering your heart.

Eventful years realize a new dream, with blue blood and heart as pillars.

three

A glass of green wine to the former king, two red lashes shaking all directions.

When the season is infatuated, the blood is hot, and the tears in Qingming's eyes are fragrant.

The inscriptions have rhymes, the songs are loud and clear, and the inscriptions have silent songs around the beams.

Meng's mother moved three times and left a message. Yue Fei didn't hesitate.

four

In the middle of the night, I meditate and write a long manuscript. In the morning, I sit on my desk and write a beautiful chapter.

The legendary traces of the sages in troubled times, and the later Xiu Shengping is brave.

In addition to resentment, cold food infatuation makes Qingming's tears flow.

The book mountain is not a waste of time. The ink sea is sailing.

five

Green pines stand tall and clear, jade trees bloom, and Fu tomb township.

Butterflies always linger in the green trees, and bees sound in bursts around the nectar.

There is no limit to singing in front of the grave, and the light rhyme behind the monument is far away.

Poets leave heavy colors with affection, and tears flow in Qingming's eyes.

清明吟诗(十三咏)

(清明祭祖，人之常情。些些祭供，感慨顿生)

曾昭成

一

悲祭(新韵)

清明累笔表思心，少有良篇省世人。

若在生前多尽孝，何须刻意作长吟。

二

悟生(新韵)

入世何曾妄自高？回眸可笑苦煎熬。

残生若是灯油尽，独伴坟头任草嘲。

三

祭望(新韵)

冥钱大把化灰尘，望祖阴中佑子孙。

且问平常金满袋，何曾几万孝双亲？

四

钱纸

奈河险恶孟婆贪，此去无钱寸步难。

转世焚烧图一盼，亡魂早点出泥潭。

五

点蜡

烛照虚空火自明，魂归净土锁佳城。

阳人免得阴人意，不负来回走一程。

六

燃香

坟前敬礼点三根，缕缕飘香谢祖恩。

此物泉台虽紧缺，无心岂可慰亡魂。

七

立碑(新韵)

寂寂荒坟立一碑，空将过往许风雷。

泉台杜宇无缘落，莫问先人送梦回。

八

净酒

净酒三杯酒自醇，碑前表孝祭先人。

他年有幸长生地，乐捧黄泉唱晚春。

九

雄鸡

雄鸡碗里显威灵，感尽人间苦乐声。

祭祖安神开大路，穿肠过腹自由行。

十

生净

生净喷香口水流，无缘享受故人羞。

坟前礼到嫌它腻，炒菜煲汤自做油。

十一

吊挂

风吹吊挂叹无香，纸做繁花岂可尝？

等到清明人去后，坟头未见话悲伤。

十二

叹祭（新韵）

远道回乡祭祖坟，烧香揖礼点三根。

低头可有丝丝痛？最是难还父母恩。

十三

坟前思

生前苦为子孙强，死后还来一柱香。

客过谁怜泉下冷？来来去去太平常。

Chanting poems during the Qingming Festival (thirteen chants)

(it's human nature to offer sacrifices to ancestors during the Qingming Festival. Some sacrifices and offerings are filled with emotion)

Zeng Zhaocheng

one

Mourning (new rhyme)

Qingming tired pen to show the heart, few good articles to save the world.

If you are more filial in your life, why should you deliberately chant long songs.

two

Wusheng (new rhyme)

After China's accession to the WTO, why have you ever been arrogant? Looking back, it's funny and painful.

If the remaining life is exhausted, it will be ridiculed by the grass alone with the grave.

three

Jiwang (new rhyme)

A lot of dark money turns into dust. I hope to protect my children in the ancestral Yin.

And ask the usual bag full of gold, why tens of thousands of filial parents?

four

Money paper

Nai river is dangerous and Meng Po is greedy. It's hard to go without money.

Reincarnation burning picture one hope, the soul of the dead out of the quagmire early.

five

Point wax

The candle shines in the void, the fire is self-evident, and the soul returns to the pure land to lock the beautiful city.

Yang people do not want Yin people to go back and forth.

six

Burning incense

In front of the grave, I salute three sticks of incense and thank Zu en.

Although the spring platform is in short supply, how can you comfort the dead without intention.

seven

Monument (Xinyun)

A monument is erected in the lonely wasteland grave, and the air will make wind and thunder in the past.

Don't ask your ancestors to send you back in your dreams.

eight

Pure wine

Three cups of pure wine are mellow. In front of the monument, it shows filial piety to ancestors.

He was lucky to live forever, singing the late spring with joy.

nine

cock

The rooster bowl shows its power and senses the sound of bitterness and joy in the world.

Offering sacrifices to ancestors, calming the nerves, opening the road, and walking freely through the intestines and abdomen.

ten

Sheng Jing

Clean the water at the mouth of fragrance, and have no chance to enjoy the shame of old friends.

The ceremony in front of the grave is too greasy. Stir fry vegetables and soup to make oil by yourself.

eleven

Hang

The wind blows and hangs and sighs that there is no fragrance. Can you taste the flowers made of paper?

When the Qingming people went to the tomb, there were no words of sadness.

twelve

Sigh sacrifice (new rhyme)

Return home from afar to worship ancestral graves, burn incense and bow three.

Does it hurt to lower your head? The most difficult thing is to repay your parents.

thirteen

Grave thoughts

It is hard for children to be strong before death, and a column of incense comes after death.

Who has been to pity the cold under the spring? It's not unusual to come and go.