The classic verses of December are as follows:
1. The first month is sunny and the atmosphere is new, and there are already drunk tourists. The flowers in the imperial city have always been a guest, and they have been suffering from early spring for thirty years.
2. The garden is in ruins, but the original flowers are in full bloom. I would like to ask if Longmei is lucky enough to accompany Chunhui to marry Shiyan.
3. The snow in the forest disappears late at night, and the sun rises in the mountains without morning cooking. Spring is still early in Mr.'s thatched cottage, only the green grass in front of the steps is known.
4. The road is filled with thorns and thorns, and the pearls turn into dust for a long time. White birds fly over the green mountains, and passers-by cross the wild waters. The silence and prosperity are gone, and the grass and trees are in spring. There are ups and downs in the world, so why do you only hurt your soul?
5. The sun's feet are light and red, and the thin frost is not covered under the cinnamon branches. The harshness of winter is relieved by the vague gentleness, and the long days and long nights have passed away.
6. It’s spring again on the small street in the south of the city, with only plum blossoms but no people. The jade bones have been sinking into the earth for a long time, and the ink marks are still like dust on the wall.
7. The drums became louder and louder, and gradually the crowd died out. The window becomes brighter when the lamp is blown, and the moon shines on the snow.
8. The wind in the twelfth lunar month is already spring-like, and I am passing by my neighbor because of the scattered ideas. In Chaimen, the grass is smokey, and there are many traces of cattle on the wild waterside. Those who are often sick only need medicine, and those who have not done anything about their subjects are idlers. Nowadays, Buddha porridge is fed to each other, and Jiangcun Village is more innovative.
9. Report to the government and dare to violate the king's agenda. They marched to Jiangxia County at night and slept in Hanyang City. Neighbors are chasing after you, and the cups and dishes are muddy and clear. Zhuan Ying is an old man in the miasma of his hometown, and it is difficult for him to respond to old friendships.
10. In August, the wind is high and the hawk has white brocade hair. A piece of snow flies alone, and autumn hairs can be seen hundreds of miles away. In the cold winter of December, the goshawk has eight or nine feathers. The sparrows don't chirp to each other, they are thousands of miles high in the sky.