The arrival of the new year is more homesick, and the independent horizon can't help crying.
People who are exiled in old age rush ahead of me in spring.
The monkey came down from the mountain and pestered me.
I was tortured like a bodyguard, so when will this day come?
Tianjiayuan is full of dreams.
Bucket handle of the Big Dipper turned to the east last night and got up again this morning.
I am forty years old. Although I have no official position, I am worried about farming.
A farmer working in a field full of mulberry trees is carrying a hoe and working with a shepherd boy.
Tian said that this year's climate is abundant.
Except the night outside the river.
Don
There are thousands of lights on the balcony, always rushing for youth.
In the middle of the night, the wax was blown away by the wind, and the horn sounded the fifth spring.
I'd rather have no good birds thinking about flowers and hairs than fish frozen.
No one can drink to wish Zhao Hui a smooth transition.
New Year's Eve
Tangfanggan
The jade will leak in the morning, and the wind wheel will turn at four o'clock.
Cold light burns short meat, and the sound of painting horns has been reported in spring.
Tomorrow will be the guest of the past year, and yesterday was a teenager.
The new positive definite number decreases with the years, but the floating world should be updated every hundred times.
Except getting pregnant at night
Tang Meng Hao ran
The five-watch clock leaks and urges, and the four gases go back.
The residual lamp in the tent went out and the aroma in the stove turned to ashes.
Gradually, I saw the lotus pillow forced by spring and suddenly felt that the bamboo cup was cold.
Every family should not lie down, and only when they miss each other can they have dreams.
New Year's Eve
Don
The cold light has been leaking for a long time, so it's good to send away the New Year.
The past is accompanied by a residual calendar, while the spring breeze has a better understanding of the old instruments.
It is difficult to drink before you are old, and you envy your children more.
If you give a confidant in the Ming Dynasty, you must write last year's poem.
Except for my hometown at night.
Tang Zhou Hongliang
After 360 days, my hometown is still a foreign land.
It is not only the law that hates changing feelings, but also the suppression of life.
Where did Song sell preserved wine that night and who was waiting?
As early as last year, I wanted to read this poem when it was finished.
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.
Wu Jia New Year's Day
(clear) hole
Xiao Shu's white hair is not full of ups and downs, and the old-age stove actually sleeps.
Cut the candles and dry the midnight wine, and spent all the money to buy spring money.
Listen to the childlike innocence of burning firecrackers and see the change of peach blossom characters.
Add a plum blossom to the drum horn to celebrate the New Year in Lian Xiao.
New Year's Day takes up the charm of Liu Yazi.
Dong
* * * Laughing and laughing for the New Year, Hongyan Lady sends plum blossoms;
Everyone toasted each other in the toast to express their wishes for the New Year. After all the people were not satisfied, they tasted the tea of victory together and talked about current affairs.
Only loyal to the country, there is no paradise at home;
Song and dance accompany Beijing to welcome the festival and overlook Yan' an scenery.
See the flower market during the Spring Festival.
Lin
Mickey met to see the flower market, but leaned against the arcade like a gallery;
Bundled potted plants are lined up, and the grass plants are woody and fragrant.
The lights are bright all night, and the songs are fascinating.
It was this year that the scenery was beautiful and colorful.