A poem that begins with a cheerful word

Tang-Bai Juyi-Spring Festival Evening to Huang Fulang

The sunny season is wasted again. What will happen in old age?

There are fewer spring days in a year, but more than a hundred years old.

Many of them are dragged down by worries, and few of them get sick.

Thanks to the medicine to relieve boredom, your family sang crazy songs for me.