Poems about Yuan Day, Wandering Wanderers and Returning to the Lake at dusk.

The first day of the lunar month

Wang Anshi in Northern Song Dynasty

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.

A traveler's song

Tang mengjiao

The mother used the needle and thread in her hand to make clothes for her long-distance son.

Before leaving, I had a stitch for fear that my son would come back late and his clothes would be damaged.

Who can say that a filial child like the weak can repay his mother's love like the sunshine in spring?

Return late on the lake

Yuan Zhao Mengfu

Chun yin catkins can't fly, and the rain feet are greener and fatter.

Before the political fear, I was surprised to see the egret riding around the lake alone.

Return late on the lake

Celebrity tai

Meng Xiao drunk on the residual flowers, soft shade inclined all the way.

When I came back at dusk, I asked the boy, whose is the spring clothes for wine?

Return late on the lake

Mingshijing

The duck calls the clouds and the air, and the incense drops are thick.

The monk temple is invisible, and the bell suddenly smells dusk.