Qingming Magnolia Festival Ancestors (Modern Poems)
Author/Wang Jin
Sorrowful leaning tree magnolia flower,
The buds bloom in March.
At first glance, it is warm and cold,
Allure is beautiful and icy and clean.
Idle hands raise jade faces,
The dust escapes from the world.
I hold the Magnolia Qingming Festival,
The heart is not covered with dust, and the thoughts are longing.
The soul of the parents above the nine heavens,
Bing Xinyu's waist is not broken.
A lifetime of diligent nurturing of children,
The world is not timid in the change of events.
The draught does not forget the well diggers,
Thanksgiving to the ancestors for the martyrs.
Pursue ideals and beliefs,
Sacrifice your life for the country's heroic integrity.
The wind is clear and the day is refreshing.
The memorial to the ancestors is sincere and pure.
People's hearts love themselves to learn magnolia,
Do not suffer from the catastrophe.
(Written before Jiachen Qingming)
(The author is a member of the Chinese Writers Association, a senior reporter of the People's Daily, and the former deputy editor-in-chief of the overseas edition of the People's Daily)
The picture comes from the Internet
Editor: A drop in the country
