1. Not asking for a meeting, but a visit, and the house is filled with famous papers. I also throw in a few pieces of paper with others, the world is too simple but not too empty. ——Wen Zhengming's "New Year's Greetings"
2. Who asks you in the hotel? The cold lamp is so friendly. The year is about to end, and no one has returned from thousands of miles away. Liao Luo is sad about the past, and laughs at this body. With a sad face and faded temples, spring will come again tomorrow. ——Dai Shulun's "Stone Station on a Big Night"
3. The laughter of thousands of families is delayed, and the worries are hidden from the outside. Standing quietly on the city bridge, no one knows it. One star is like the moon for a long time. ——Huang Jingren's "Guisi New Year's Eve Occasionally"
4. Sick eyes and lack of sleep are not keeping up with the year, and the old heart is full of emotions and spring is approaching. After the fire was gone and the lights were gone, there were sixty people with flat heads. ——Bai Juyi's "New Year's Eve"
5. We met on the street to see the flower market, but the arcade looked like a gallery. The potted plants are bunched up in rows, and the grass and woody trees are fragrant. All night long the lights were on and people were everywhere, and a group of people sang and sang with joy. It is this year that the scenery is beautiful and the colors of red and purple announce the spring. ——Lin Boqu's "Watching the Flower Market during the Spring Festival"
6. The heart of the country is filled with joy at the new year, and the sky is alone with tears. When you grow old, you live among others, and when you return in spring, your guests come first. The mountains and apes are in the same day and dusk, and the rivers and willows are in the wind and smoke. Already like Changsha Fu, a few more years from now. ——Liu Changqing's "New Year's Works"
7. In the past, we had a good family and knew each other for a long time. The continuation of the Ming Dynasty urges people to draw candles and stay up late for a long feast. The old song of plum blossoms is sung, and the new song of Zhengbai wine is passed down. Travelers enjoy themselves everywhere, but they don't see each other every year. ——Meng Haoran's "New Year's Eve Party at Zhang Shaofu's House in Lecheng"
8. Skillfully cutting flags won the test of Silla, painting colors and gold to make moths; from then on, scissors were idle for a month, and needlework in the boudoir was more than a year old. . ——Huang Jingren's "Fengcheng New Year's Words"
9. Why did Jin'ou die? I should not take this responsibility and forgive myself. Looking at the fierce war in the Central Plains from a distance, a column of wild water is flowing in Yan'an. The devastation all over the ground is unbearable to look at, but there is still joy in farming and weaving on three sides. Hard work but no leisure can rejuvenate a country, and soldiers and horses are happy and the enemy is frightened. ——Qian Laisu's "New Year Thoughts"
10. The sound of firecrackers marks the end of the year, and the spring breeze brings warmth to Tusu. Thousands of households always replace old talismans with new peaches. ——Wang Anshi's "Yuan Ri"
11. It's late on New Year's Eve and people don't sleep, and they are tired of being dull and sluggish to welcome the new year. Which of the two things is unique among people? In the middle of the road, Wu Nong still has more than enough; he can't sell it in alleys south and north, and we laugh and tease each other when we meet. Querk Weng sits under the heavy curtain and asks for the price. Er Yunweng didn't need any money to buy it, but he had been living on credit for thousands of years. ——Fan Chengda's "Selling Dementia Ci"
12. The rhythm turns to Hongjun, the spirit is the same, and the percussion is harmonious. There is no need to go to the eastern suburbs, spring is in thousands of households.
——Ye Xie's "Welcoming Spring"