1, Qingming minor
This song was written by Li Weiqing in Qing Dynasty. This song is a folk song of the Qing Dynasty. The lyrics tell the story of people going to worship their ancestors in Tomb-Sweeping Day, expressing their thoughts and memories of their deceased relatives. The melody of this song is simple and catchy, which is easily accepted by children.
2. Qingming rain
The Riverside Scene at Qingming Festival was created by modern singer Luo. The melody of this song is melodious, and the lyrics are about rainy days in Tomb-Sweeping Day, expressing people's thoughts for their dead relatives. The song also mentions the sacrificial ceremonies and traditional customs in Tomb-Sweeping Day, so that children can better understand the cultural connotation of this festival.
Ancient poems about Tomb-Sweeping Day
1, Tomb-Sweeping Day
This ancient poem is from Du Mu (Tang Dynasty). The original poem is that it rains in succession during the Qingming Festival, and pedestrians on the road want to break their souls. Excuse me, where is the restaurant? The shepherd boy pointed to Xinghua Village. This day is Tomb-Sweeping Day. The poet Du Mu happened to get caught in the rain during his trip. Qingming, although it is a season of blooming green flowers and bright spring, is also a period when the climate is prone to change, often catching up with noisy weather.
2. Qingming Night
This ancient poem was written by Bai Juyi (Tang Dynasty). The original poem was written by a historian, with the bright moon in the sky and the blue and red porch. Walking alone in a roundabout song, I can't hear the sound of flowers. Tomb-Sweeping Day night, breezy, hazy moonlight. The railing made of jasper and the wall made of red brick are the mansion of the secretariat. Stop and go alone in the circuitous corridor, listening to the distant strings and silently enjoying the flowers.
3. Looking at the City from Tomb-Sweeping Day.
This ancient poem comes from Liu Changqing (Tang Dynasty). The original poem is after the scenery is clear and before the spleen of Yunshan. 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. The most heartless thing is the willow tree in that city. It doesn't care about the rise and fall of personnel and the replacement of dynasties, nor does it care about the sadness and disappointment brought by the poet's mourning for historical sites.