Ancient poems about New Year's Day and Spring Festival (urgent need)

Wang Anshi's Yuan Ri

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.

The rising sun sheds light on doors of each household, New peachwood charm is put up to replace the old.

Tianjiayuan Day

(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;

Tian said that this year's climate is abundant.

Selling dementia

(Tang) Fan Chengda

On new year's eve, people don't sleep, tired of being depressed and forcing the new year;

Children are told to take the long street, and clouds are called to sell if they have dementia.

Except at night.

(Tang) Legu

It's a matter of unity being empty, and Wan Li is lovesick overnight.

Worried that the crow dies, you will see the spring breeze again.

The first day of the lunar month

(Song) Wang Anshi

In addition to the one-year-old firecrackers, the spring breeze sends warmth into Tu Su;

Thousands of families always trade new peaches for old ones.

Yuanri Yulouchun

Maopang (Song Dynasty)

Every year, the lotus drops leak, and Bijing Tu Su sinks the frozen 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.

New Year's Eve

Wen Tianxiang (Southern Song Dynasty)

Dry kunkong, years go to the church;

The end of the road is stormy, and the poor side is full of ice and snow.

Life disappears with the years, and the body is forgotten;

There is no such thing as killing Su Meng. It's still early at night.

Pay new year's call

(Ming) 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.

Is new and correct.

Julia (Ming)

The wind and frost in heaven and earth are exhausted, and the weather in Gankun is harmonious;

Adding the New Year brings old mountains and rivers in spring.

Mei Liufang is full of pride, sloppy and old;

Tu Sucheng was drunk and laughed at Baiyun.