Poetry, jokes, essays, poems about the new year and new atmosphere, not the whole poem, thank you.

A new sky, a new land, a new style, come and go, gallop away. I enjoyed a generation.

In spring, climb the mountain in March, sing a song and sing the world.

This life is doomed to never give up, and the lofty sentiments are beyond the sky. Cheer up and forget that you are old.

Glory remains the same as before: seeking peace for the people and defending the country.