Tang Dushenyan
Therefore, festivals should be sung and candles should be welcomed in the New Year. The atmosphere in winter loves arrows, and spring is waiting for chickens to crow.
Smell the lid of the pot and you will see a fight in the dark. It will also be a trillion years old, Jiucheng.
New Year's Eve
Don Li Shimin
Years old and poor, offering festivals and opening new incense. This winter is the best, and tomorrow is another long year.
The ice disappears in the mirror water, and the plum is scattered in the wind. This feast has a happy ending, so we wait for the dawn.
The first day of the lunar month
Wang Song Anshi
The roar of firecrackers, the old year has passed; The warm spring breeze ushered in the New Year, and people happily drank the newly brewed Tu Su wine.
Thousands of families always trade new peaches for old ones.
Has always been single and new.
Ye mingqing
The wind and frost in heaven and earth are exhausted, and the weather in Gankun is harmonious;
Add the New Year, and the old mountains and rivers will spring.
Mei Liufang is full of pride, sloppy and old;
Tu Sucheng was drunk and laughed at Baiyun.
See the flower market during the Spring Festival.
Near the forest
Mickey met to see the flower market, but leaned against the arcade like a gallery;
Bundled potted plants are lined up, and the grass plants are woody and fragrant.
The lights are bright all night, and the songs are fascinating.
It was this year that the scenery was beautiful and colorful. Dry jujitsu Wang Anshi
The roar of firecrackers, the old year has passed; The warm spring breeze ushered in the New Year, and people happily drank the newly brewed Tu Su wine.
Thousands of families always trade new peaches for old ones.
Yuanri (Yulouchun) Maopang
Every year, the lotus drops leak, and Bijing Tu Su freezes the wine.
Han Xiao is still cheating. She is slim in spring.
Beauty urges a long life, and cypress leaves and green peppers are covered with beautiful sleeves.
Deep in my hometown, I don't know each other, but I only stay with Dong Jun.
Happy New Year to Wen Zhiming.
I don't want to meet, but I want to talk about it. The famous papers are all us.
I also throw some paper at people. The world is too simple and empty.
Tian Jia Yuan Ri (Tang) Meng Haoran
I returned to the north last night and set out from the east today;
I'm already strong, and I'm worried about agriculture without money.
Mulberry field cultivates father, lotus hoe follows shepherd boy;
The farmers predicted this year's harvest and said it would be a good year.
New Year's Eve Club Music City Mansion (Tang) Meng Haoran
All along, the two have a good relationship and know each other intimately.
After dark, people will light red candles and wait for friends' birthday party.
During the dinner, the singers sang the old song of Plum Blossom, and everyone drank the newly steamed white wine, pushed a cup for a change, and occasionally there was a game in which drinkers bet.
The author is wandering around now, enjoying the past, year after year.
See the flower market [forest] during the Spring Festival.
Sister Mai met to see the flower market, but she leaned against the arcade like a gallery.
Bundle the potted plants into a queue, and the grass plants smell fragrant.
The lights are bright all night, and the songs are fascinating.
It was this year that the scenery was beautiful and colorful.
On New Year's Day, Liu Yazi Huai Renyun [Dong]
Everyone gathered together to celebrate the arrival of the New Year, and it was very lively with laughter. The young comrades in Hongyan Village brought plum blossoms, which added to the festive atmosphere.
Everyone toasted each other in the toast to express their wishes for the New Year. After all the people were not satisfied, they tasted the tea of victory together and talked about current affairs.
Only loyalty can repay the motherland. Now the motherland is being invaded by foreign countries, and there is no place to seek comfort.
Song and dance accompany Beijing to welcome the festival and overlook Yan' an scenery.
New Year's Thoughts [Money Comes to Sue]
What happened to the golden gull? This responsibility should be lenient.
Looking at the central plains in a hurry, a column is crazy in Yan' an.
I can't bear to see the scars on the ground. How happy I am to plow and weave on three sides.
Only by hard work can we rejuvenate the country, and history fears the enemy.
Wu Jia New Year's Day [Kong Renshang]
Xiao Shu's white hair is not full of ups and downs, and the old-age stove actually sleeps.
Cut the candles and dry the midnight wine, and spent all the money to buy spring money.
Listen to the childlike innocence of burning firecrackers and see the change of peach blossom characters.
Add a plum blossom to the drum horn to celebrate the New Year in Lian Xiao.
Try to write on New Year's Day (choose one) [Chen Xianzhang]
When the clouds in the sky celebrate, the temple struggles for the knowledge of grass.
Next to the wall, there is wine to entertain guests, and young children are singing and enjoying New Year's poems.
When you are old, you will meet a new year, and there will be better flowers in spring.
Where is the evening breeze? When it blows to the moon in the east.
Even on New Year's Eve [Huang Jingren]
Time passed slowly, and there were faint bursts of laughter from all directions.
People standing high on the stone bridge seem to be on earth, staring at the sky, but seeing a star like a moon.
Fengcheng New Year's Words [Cha Shen Xing]
Cleverly cut Silla and paint colorful gold like a moth;
Since then, the scissors have been idle for a month, and there are more sewing in the boudoir before the age of 20.
Has been unitary and new [(Ming) leaves]
The wind and frost in heaven and earth are exhausted, and the weather in Gankun is harmonious; Add the New Year, and the old mountains and rivers will spring.
Mei Liufang is full of pride, sloppy and old; Tu Sucheng was drunk and laughed at Baiyun.
New Year [Liu Changqing]
The arrival of the new year is more homesick, and the independent horizon can't help crying. People who are exiled in old age rush ahead of me in spring.
The ape in the mountain makes me faint, and the willow in the river makes me sad. I was tortured like a bodyguard, so when will this day come?
Spring Festival [Ye Xie]
The dharma turns to sum, and the shoulder rubs the hub to hit the music.
There is no need to welcome guests in the eastern suburbs, and spring scenery is in thousands of households.
Spring Festival Song [Yuan Hongdao]
The east wind warms the river and trees, and the smoke condenses in three lanes and nine lanes. A white horse is like a dragon breaking through the snow, and a calf rushes through the water to wear incense.
Blow it around and pat off the smoke, showing off the dress100000 people. Elo dressed up as a colorful winner, and social songs filled the air.
Fei Yi, dressed in gold, is a platoon leader in front and a satrap in the back. Black veil new wisp of Han palace flowers, green slaves knelt into the wine.
Picking lotus plates to make jade buildings, singing and dancing. There are 3,000 old songs in Liyuan and 3 new songs in Suzhou/kloc-0.
The masked beard jumps like a tiger, and the narrow shirt is embroidered with trousers and hammers. The golden python turns into ghost makeup, and Guanyin dances in white.
The viewer is like a mountain and brocade, separating silk from meat. The fragrant wind blows and laughs all the way, and thousands of miles of red yarn cover the jade.
Purple shirt with lotus root skirt, light makeup on forehead and bun. Picked up the green stripes and praised my sister, playing around with melon seeds on my sleeve.
In a hurry, strings are numerous, and thousands of willows fold green branches.